A soldier and his wife with his Children [were] ordered to their
barracks, tho’ there was not a drop [of] liquor found in his house. The
officer of the day upon entring the room of Fiddler, one of the Royal
Artillery, who was enjoying himself with one of his Comrades in garrison
[with some rum] which he had purchassed from the Sub-Suttler. [The
bottle of rum] was broke to pieces [by the officer] which put a stop to
the entertainment tho’ they were all quite sober.
All this is supposed to proceed from the orders of the grand Suttler
[Captain Turnbull], who did not Chuse that any individual should
interfere in diminishing the grist which has been a long time now
comeing into his Mill & which he wants to keep agoing for his own
particular private interest.
December 15th. Mr. Harise, the interpreter, was committed to the common
guard-house by Capt. Turnbull where he remained from eight o’Clock in
the afternoon till ten next morning, for beating of a trader’s _Engagee_
[an _engagé_, one of the French boatmen who were hired to paddle the
traders’ canoes], tho’ many Circumstances of the most Extravagant
enormitys have been overlooked in this odious garrison during Capt.
Turnbull’s Incumbency.
Ensign Strickland [was] put under arrest by Capt. Turnbull’s order for
useing Sergt. Lewis ill upon his Guard, & the said Ensign continued
under his arrest untill he made proper Condescensions to the Sergt. &
Yet Ensign Johnstone would not be put under arrest by Captain Turnbull
(tho’ properly applyed to) for shedding the blood of a gentleman more
usefull to the King’s service in garrison, more than both, which can be
proven to a Demonstration, time & place Convenient.
N. B.: July 2d. 1772. I have now [served] going on four years here, &
during that period of time have neither received wood, nor chairs,
table, tongs, Dogirons, pockers, &c. from the Barrack master nor any
lodgeing in the King’s Barracks or from the King, notwithstanding my
frequent applications, but was obliged to Lodge in old french Houses,
not habitable, at a Vast Expense out of my Pay, by Plastering, thatching
&c. to preserve myself from the Inclemency of the Winter Season, which
is generally very intense here, and which continues upon average about
the space of eight months.
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