Tales of an Old Sea Port: A General Sketch of the History of Bristol, Rhode Island, Including, Incidentally, an Account of the Voyages of the Norsemen, So Far as They May Have Been Connected with Narragansett Bay: and Personal Narratives of Some Notable Voyages Accomplished by Sailors from the Mount Hope LandsMunro, Wilfred Harold
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Tales of an Old Sea Port: A General Sketch of the History of Bristol, Rhode Island, Including, Incidentally, an Account of the Voyages of the Norsemen, So Far as They May Have Been Connected with Narragansett Bay: and Personal Narratives of Some Notable Voyages Accomplished by Sailors from the Mount Hope Lands
Munro, Wilfred Harold
Alaska -- Description and travel; Bristol (R.I. : Town) -- History; Fort Oyapoc (Guyana); Northwest Coast of North America; Potter, Simeon, 1720-1806; Siberia (Russia) -- Description and travel; Yankee (Brig)
His wealth was acquired in “privateering,” and tales of his captures
upon the sea, and especially of his wild marauding descents upon
foreign coasts, were familiar as household words to the ears of the
Bristolians of three-quarters of a century ago. Those tales lost
nothing in the telling and in them Potter came to be endowed with
attributes he never possessed. This was especially the case with his
stature. Like Charlemagne he continued to grow taller with each fifty
years after his death. He came in time to be pictured as a giant in
size and strength, a man whose success was largely due to the might
of his arm, and not to any especial mental ability. It was not until
the narrative which follows had been brought to light that we were
able to see him as he really was, a slight man. Possibly his great
wealth rather than an overpowering personality may have been the
cause of his large influence. His fortune was estimated at a quarter
of a million dollars, which was an enormous sum for those days.
He plunged gladly into the conflicts of the turbulent age, and by
a happy chance came forth from them all without serious injury.
When wars ceased his restless energy forced him into constant
litigations; he seemed never to be happy unless he had some legal
contest on his hands. His intense pride had much to do with this.
Like many self-made men he could brook no opposition; he exacted
from his townsmen the deference invariably rendered by seamen to the
quarter-deck, and never forgot that his success was due to his own
unaided efforts. Very soon after the Prince Charles had returned from
the raid upon Oyapoc it was visited by some officers from a British
man-of-war then lying in the harbor of Newport. They were greatly
pleased with the trim, man-o’-war appearance of the privateer and
expressed their approbation of its commander. Unfortunately they did
so with a patronizing condescension that was exceedingly galling to
the young captain. When at last one of them ventured to ask “why
he did not apply to his Majesty for a commission as the king would
undoubtedly give him a larger and better ship” he could no longer
contain himself. “When I wish for a better ship I will not ask his
Majesty for one, I will build one myself,” he said, and, turning on
his heel, left the Englishman wondering what he could have said that
seemed so offensive.
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