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"Every individual has a place to fill in the world, and is important, in some respects, whether he chooses to be so or not."

~ Nath'l Hawthorne, Oct. 25, 1835, American Note Books


He Got Away With It...

1853. Liverpool, England

An interesting entry in the journal of Nathaniel Hawthorne, American Consul to England, in his first year in this situation.

Times were hard, and especially a life on the sea was very hard, indeed. Imagine, if you will, being one of the seamen who find themselves marooned on a ship, crossing the Atlantic Ocean, under a captain who is a less-than-wholesome individual. In the words of Nataniel Hawthorne....



"September 22d.- . . . Some days ago an English captain came to the office, and said he had shot one of his men, shortly after sailing from New Orleans, and while the ship was still in the river. As he described the event, he was in peril of his life from this man, who was an Irishman; and he fired his pistol only when the man was coming upon him, with a knife in one hand, and some other weapon of offence in the other, while he himself was struggling with one or two more of the crew. He was weak at the time, having just recovered from the yellow fever. The shots struck the man in the pit of the stomach, and he lived only about a quarter of an hour.

"No magistrate in England has a right to arrest or examine the captain, unless by a warrant from the Secretary of State, on the charge of murder. After his statement to me, the mother of the slain man went to the police officer, and accused him of killing her son.

"Two or three days since, moreover, two of the sailors came before me, and gave their account of the matter; and it looked very differently from that of the captain. According to them, the man had no idea of attacking the captain, and was so drunk that he could not keep himself upright without assistance. One of these two men was actually holding him up when the captain fired two barrels of his pistol, one immediately after the other, and lodged two balls in the pit of his stomach. The man sank down at once, saying, "Jack, I am killed," - and died very shortly. Meanwhile the captain drove this man away, under threats of shooting him likewise. Both the seamen described the captain's conduct, both then and during the whole voyage, as outrageous, and I do not much doubt that it was so. They gave their evidence like men who wished to tell the truth, and were moved by no more than a natural indignation at the captain's wrong.

"I did not much like the captain from the first, - a hard, rough man, with little education, and nothing of the gentleman about him, a red face and a loud voice. He seemed a good deal excited, and talked fast and much about the event, but yet not as if it had sunk deeply into him. He observed that he "would not have had it happen for a thousand dollars," that being the amount of detriment which he conceives himself to suffer by the ineffaceable blood-stain on his hand.

"In my opinion it is little short of murder if at all; but what would be murder on shore is almost a natural occurrence when done in such a hell on earth as one of these ships, in the first hours of the voyage. The men are then all drunk,- some of them often in delirium tremens; and the captain feels no safety for his life except in making himself as terrible as a fiend. It is the universal testimony that there is a worse set of sailors in these short voyages between Liverpool and America than in any other trade whatever.

"There is no probability that the captain will ever be called to account for this deed. He gave, at the time, his own version of the affair in his log-book; and this was signed by the entire crew, with the exception of one man, who had hidden himself in the hold in terror of the captain. His mates will sustain his side of the question; and none of the sailors would be within reach of the English courts, even should they be sought for.




So, it appears, if you believe in the instincts of Mr. Hawthorne, that this captain has gotten away with murder. Pure and simple. At sea. Still, the remaining seamen probably had to spend a little time ashore and then board the next ship heading out to some remote foreign port, never really knowing if they might be the next victim of a man such as this captain who, most probably, got away with it.

And so it goes,

Bex, from the Hawthorne Tree


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