Great Britain -- History -- George III, 1760-1820 -- Juvenile fiction; Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Juvenile fiction
Poor Harry! he felt grievously his position. He had protested against
the proceedings of the mutineers, but how could he prove this? He could
not deny that he had written out a number of documents issued by Parker,
and the excuse that he had done so under compulsion was too commonly
made by others to allow him to have much hope of its being believed in
his case. Up the Thames was the prison ship. Here Harry, with a number
of mutineers, was conveyed. Many of his companions were desperate
characters, who seemed only to dread the punishment they might receive.
He felt that unless he could be proved innocent, death was the only
alternative he could desire. Yet it was hard to die. He had looked
forward to a life of happiness with one to whom his undivided heart was
given; one well worthy of the affections of the best of men. His honour
was gone. His name, if it was known, would be blasted, and he must die
the death of the worst of criminals. One gleam of hope alone remained.
As he was led off by the soldiers sent to apprehend the mutineers, Jacob
Tuttle had shaken his hand, and though he did not speak, had given him a
significant look, which had evidently been intended to keep up his
spirits. Happily Tuttle had taken no part in the mutiny, and had been
among the first to urge his shipmates to return to their duty. Still
how could an illiterate seaman, unable even to write, be able to help
him?
The trial of Richard Parker very soon after this took place on board the
"Neptune," of 98 guns, off Greenhithe, a few days having been allowed
him to prepare for his defence. No trial could have been more fair or
just. Parker defended himself with considerable ability. Nothing,
however, could be stronger than the evidence brought to prove that he
was one of the chief instigators of the mutiny, and that he had acted as
the chief of the mutineers. The court accordingly adjudged him to
death. Parker heard his sentence with a degree of fortitude and
composure which excited the astonishment of all present. He submitted,
he said, still asserting the rectitude of his intention.
"Whatever offences may have been committed," he added, "I hope my life
will be the only sacrifice. Pardon, I beseech you, the other men. I
know that they will return with alacrity to their duty."
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