The Press-Gang Afloat and AshoreHutchinson, J. R. (John Robert)
History
The Press-Gang Afloat and Ashore
Hutchinson, J. R. (John Robert)
Great Britain -- History, Naval; Impressment
The role of Richard Yea and Nay was, however, the favourite one with
urban authorities. Towns at first not "inclinable to allow a pressing,"
afterwards relented and took the gang to their bosom, or entertained it
gladly for a time, only to cast it out with contumely. A lieutenant who
was sent to Newcastle to press in 1702 found "no manner of encouragement
there"; yet seventy-five years later the Tyneside city, thanks to the
loyal co-operation of a long succession of mayors, and of such men as
George Stephenson, sometime Deputy-Master of the Trinity House, had
become one of the riskiest in the kingdom for the seafaring man who
was a stranger within her gates. [Footnote: _Admiralty Records_ 1.
1498--Capt. Bover, 11 Aug. 1778.]
The attitude of Poole differed in some respects from that of other
towns. Her mayors and magistrates, while they did not actually oppose
the pressing of seamen within the borough, would neither back the
warrants nor lend the gangs their countenance. The reason advanced for
this disloyal attitude was of the absurdest nature. Poole held that
in order to press twenty men you were not at liberty to kill the
twenty-first. That, in fact, was what had happened on board the _Maria_
brig as she came into port there, deeply laden with fish from the Banks,
and the corporation very foolishly never forgot the trivial incident.
It did not, of course, follow that the Poole sailor enjoyed freedom from
the press. Far from it. What he did enjoy was a reputation that, if not
all his own, was yet sufficiently so to be shared by few. Bred in
that roughest of all schools, the Newfoundland cod fishery, he was an
exceptionally tough nut to crack.
"If Poole were a fish pool
And the men of Poole fish,
There'd be a pool for the devil
And fish for his dish,"
was how the old jibe ran, and in this estimate of the Poole man's
character the gangs fully concurred. They knew him well and liked him
little, so when bent on pressing him they adopted no squeamish measures,
but very wisely "trusted to the strength of their right arms for it."
Some of their attempts to take him make strange reading.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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