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LETTER V.

London, Sept. 30, 1791.

My dear Friend,

I HAVE many apologies to make for not giving you earlier intelligence of our arrival; but my excuses

are good ones, and no doubt will convince you my silence cannot be attributed to the slightest shadow

of negligence or forgetfulness.

We arrived at Penzance, in Cornwall, the 2d instant, when (not being able to walk), I was carried in an

arm chair by two men, to the house of Mrs. Dennis who friendly invited us to shelter under her

hospitable roof, while we remained there.

The hurry and fatigue of moving, with the restraint one customarily feels, more or less of, upon going

to a strange house, prevented me writing you the first day; but the day subsequent I wrote as follows:

My dearest Madam,

I AM returned to this blessed land; join with me in fervent prayer and thanksgiving to the Author of all

good works, for his miraculous protection and goodness during a circuitous passage of nigh three

months, replete with hardships unprecedented, I believe in any voyages heretofore related, the

particulars of which I must take some other opportunity to furnish you with."

Here I made a full pause; and, after thinking and re-thinking for near half an hour, whether I should

subscribe my name and send it to the post, a thought struck me,—"Why! I shall be in London in eight

or ten days, when it will be in my power to send a narration of what has happened since I last wrote

Mrs.——; and if I write now, I shall only excite curiosity, and keep her in unpleasant suspense for

some time; so it is best to postpone writing till I can do it fully."

Now, in place of eight or ten days, it was almost three weeks before we reached this metropolis; and

since I arrived, my time has been wholly occupied in receiving inquisitive visitors, and answering a

few pertinent, and a number of ridiculous questions.

I could make many other reasonable pleas, in behalf of my silence, but trust what is already said will be

amply satisfactory; shall therefore forbear making any further apologies, and proceed with an account

of myself since I last wrote to you.

The 16th of June we went to Robana to take leave of the Royal Family, and to receive the young Prince

John Frederic on board; all this we accomplished, and sailed the same day.

Naimbana seemed unconcerned at parting with his son, but the old Queen cried, and appeared much

affected.

The Prince was decorated in an old blue cloak, bound with broad gold lace: which, with a black velvet

coat, pair of white satin breeches, a couple of shirts, and two or three pair of trowsers, from a compleat

inventory of his stock of cloaths, when he left Africa.

The old man gave John all the cash he had, amounting to the enormous sum of eight Spanish dollars

(about thirty-five shillings); and just when we were getting under way, saluted us with twelve guns,

from some rusty pieces of cannon, laying on the beach without carriages.

The Lapwing was badly equip'd for sea; the crew and passengers amounted to nine: four of the former

were confined with fevers, consequently there were only four, (and but one a sailor) to do the ship's

duty.

Mr. Rennieu gave me a goat and half a dozen of fowls: King Naimbana put a couple of goats, and a

dozen of fowls on board for his son.

Besides these, I purchased some poultry, and when we sailed, considered ourselves possessed of a

pretty good stock, consisting of three goats, four dozen of fowls, a barrel of flour, half a barrel of pork,

and a barrel of beef.

We had not been at lea a week, when all our live stock were washed or blown overboard, by repeated

and impetuous tornadoes—so that we had not a thing left but the flower and salt provisions; however,

we were in hopes of getting in a few days to Saint Jago, one of the Cape De Verd Islands, where the

loss of our stock might be replaced.

In this we were disappointed, for instead of a few days, a continued interruption of calms and

boisterous weather, made it six weeks before we reached that Island; during the whole of which time I

was confined to my cabin, and mostly to my bed, for it rained incessantly.

After being about three weeks at sea, our sick got clear of their fevers, but were so emaciated as to be

unfit for any duty, except eating, and though there was no food fit for convalescent persons on board.,

yet the coarse victuals we had stood no chance with them, and made it necessary to put all hands to an

allowance.

Upon enquiring into the state of our provisions, we found they had been lavishly dealt with; there was

not more than one week's full allowance of meat, and scarcely four days of flour remaining.

These were alarming circumstances, for we had two thirds further to go, than we had then come,

toward Saint Jago.

I did not selfishly care for the want of beef or pork, as I had not tasted either since we sailed from

Sierra Leone; but I lamented it for others.

All hands were restricted to a quarter of a pound of beef or pork, and a small tea-cup full (rather better

than a gill) of flour per day.

What would have been more dreadful we should have wanted water, was it not for the rains; the worms

having imperceptibly penetrated our water casks, all the water leaked out, except a small cask, which

would not allow us more than a pint each, for three weeks.

My tea-cup of flour, mixed with a little rain water and salt, boiled to a kind of pap, when the weather

would admit a fire, otherwise raw, was, believe me, all my nourishment for ten days, except once or

twice, when some cruel unconscionable wretch robbed me of the homely morsel, I was forced to taste

the beef.

The week before we arrived at St. Jago, our Carpenter, who had been ill, and was on the recovery,

relapsed, and died in twenty-four hours; which circumstance terrified me exceedingly, least our

afflictions were to be increased with some pestilential disease; however, no similar misfortunes

attended us afterwards.

We arrived at Porta Praya in St Jago, I think, the 25th of July, when Falconbridge immediately went on

shore to obtain sufferance to remain there a few days, while he re-victualled and watered.

An officer met him as he landed, and conducted him to the chief magistrate of the Port, who lives in a

Fort on top of a hill which commands the harbour.

Falconbridge was well received, his request granted, and he and myself were invited to dine at the Fort

next day— but he was informed, provisions were not to be had for any price—a sleet of European

ships had just sailed from thence, and drained the country of almost every kind of eatable.

After being six weeks confined in the narrow bounds of the Lapwing's cabin, and most of the time in

bed, fed us I was upon scanty wretched food, notwithstanding the benignity of heaven had preserved

me from disease of any kind, you will not question my energy of mind and body being considerably

enervated; indeed, so enfeebled did I feel myself, that it was with much difficulty I accompanied

Falconbridge to dinner at the Consul's, for so the Chief Officer of Porto Praya is termed; but the

distance I had to walk was short, and with the help of a Portuguese officer on one side, and my husband

on the other, I accomplished it tolerable well.

The company consisted of the Portuguese and French Consuls, five Portuguese and two French

gentlemen, two Portuguese ladies, Falconbridge, and myself.

None of the foreigners spoke English, so you will readily guess we but poorly amused or entertained

each other; through the medium of a linguist who attended, any compliments, questions or answers,

&c. &c. were conveyed to and fro.

Our dinner was very good, and I had prudence enough to be temperate, having often heard of fatal

consequences from indulgences in similar cases.

During dinner we had excellent claret and madeira, but no wine was drank after; directly as the cloth

was removed, tea was introduced in the most uncommon way I ever saw or heard of before; it was

brought in china mugs, containing three pints each, and every person was presented with one of those

huge goblets.

I had not tasted tea for several weeks, nevertheless, one third of this quantity was more than I chose to

swallow—but with astonishment I beheld others make a rapid finish of their allowance.

Having thus inundated their stomachs, every one arose, and our host desired the linguist to acquaint me

they were going to repose themselves for a while, and if I was inclined to follow their example, a sofa,

or bed was at my service; being bed sickened, I declined the offer, and chose, in preference, to stretch

my feeble limbs with gentle walking in a pleasant portico, fronting the sea; for I had gathered strength

enough in the few hours I was on shore, to walk alone.

The company having indulged about an hour in their habitual slothfulness, re-assembled; we were

invited to take a bed on shore, but Falconbridge learnt, the generality of people were thievishly

disposed, and for that reason did not chuse to sleep from the cutter; and you know it would have been

very uncomfortable for me to remain without him, among a parcel of strangers, when we could not

understand what one or other said; besides, I had other prudential objections for not remaining without

Falconbridge, which the horror of our loathsome bark could not conquer. . .. :..

After this, we remained four days in Porto Praya Road, during which, I went on shore frequently.

The town is situated on the same height with the fort.

They have a Romish chapel, (for the inhabitants are all Roman Catholics) market place and jail, built of

stone, and covered with slate in the European way—the other buildings are mostly of wood and thatch,

after the African manner.

The French Consul has his house within the fort, which is a decent good looking building, as is the

Portuguese Consul's; but this is of stone, and that of wood.

The people of most countries have their peculiar modes of habiting themselves, but surely the custom

of Porto Praya is more odious than any other;—in meeting a hundred men, two are not to be seen

dressed alike—perhaps one will have a coat thrown over his shoulders without occupying the sleeves;

another a woman's petticoat drawn round his neck, with his arms through the pocket holes, and so on,

except the higher ranks.

The women dress rather more uniformly; they wear very short petticoats, and tight jackets, of a coarse

linen, like Osnaburg, but no shifts; I mean the lower class, or natives, who are mostly black, or of

mixed complexions; for the few European ladies there, are genteely habited with fine India muslins,

and their hair neatly plaited, and put up in silk nets.

A narrow, handsome kind of cotton cloth is manufactured at St. Jago; I went to one of the

manufactories, and purchased several pieces; they are in great estimation, and sell for a high price—I

paid five and six dollars a piece, (about two yards and a half; for those I bought.—The loom they are

wove in resembles our garter loom.

I understood the inhabitants raise their own cotton, and have several small sugar works, which makes a

sufficiency of sugar for the consumption of those islands, but no quantity fox exportation.

The Governor resides at a town named St. Jago, a considerable distance from Porto Praya, and on the

opposite side of the island, which put it out of our power to visit it.

The Consul at Porto Praya is his Vicegerent, but has his authority from Portugal; there appeared to me a

great want of government among the people, notwithstanding a strong military force is kept there.

We got a superabundance of fine fish while we remained at St. Jago, which was a fortunate

circumstance—for our intelligence respecting the scarcity of provisions was perfectly true.

With our utmost endeavours we could not procure but two goats and two dozen of fowls to take with us

to sea; and those I was obliged to purchase with some of my wearing apparel, which was preferred to

money; or, I should say, they were not to be had for money.

Bread and salt provisions were not to be had in the smallest quantity, for any price; however, we

purchased a number of cocoa nuts, which they have in plenty, as a substitute for bread.

With these trifling and ordinary sea-stores we departed from Porto Praya, the 30th of July, trusting by

oeconomical management, to make them serve till we reached some other port.

I recovered my strength and spirits considerably during the short time we were at that place, as did all

our sick; indeed it was necessary and lucky, for it enabled us to contend against misfortune, and

conquer the hardships, and inconveniencies, which afterwards attended us.

We had fine moderate weather the first twenty-four hours, and got the length of St. Vincent, one of the

same islands, where, falling calm, we came to anchor.

Some of the people went on shore, thinking to kill a few birds; and supposing the island uninhabited, it

being a small barren place, without a tree or shrub of any sort, a kind of fern excepted, so that no

houses could be there, and escape our notice.

The boat's crew had scarcely landed, when we were greatly astonished and alarmed to behold from the

cutter (for we lay no distance off the shore) five naked human beings, who had just started up from

behind a hilloc, running towards them—however, our fears were quickly abated, by seeing the boat

returning.

The master was one that went on shore, and he understood a little Portuguese, in which language these

victims to barbarity addressed, and told him, they had, several months past, been banished from an

adjacent island, called Mayo, and landed where they then were in the deplorable condition he beheld

them.

The Lapwing was the first vessel that had anchored there since their exilement, and they begged and

prayed we would take them off—they did not care where!

This we could not do with any kind of discreetness, from the danger of starving them and ourselves.

They consisted of three men and two women, and we mustered two petticoats and three pair of

trowsers for them.

I was curious to know something more of the poor wretches, and went with Falconbridge and the

Master on shore.

Before we landed, they had retired behind the hilloc, and we sent forward their cloathing, that they

might be dressed by the time we came up.

We found them in the act of broiling fish over a fire made of dry fern, which was the only fuel they

could possibly have.

Our Skipper asked, if they had any houses? but was answered in the negative; and pointing to the

heaven and the earth, signifying this was their bed, and that their covering; he then enquired, how they

subsisted? and for what they were banished?

To the first they replied,—When put on the Island, fishing lines, hooks, and implements for striking

fire, were given them, through which means they supported themselves; there was plenty of fish, and a

good spring of water; but said they, "we have not tasted bread since we left Mayo.”

To the second, no further answer could be obtained, than their having offended the Governor of Mayo,

who was a Black man.

They were miserably emaciated, and a hapless melancholy overhang'd their countenances.—When we

first came up, joyful smiles beamed through the cloud, which soon darkened when they learnt there

was no prospect of being relieved.

They followed us to the boat, and I really believe, if they had been armed, would have taken her from

us: as it was, our men were obliged to use violence, and turn them out, for all hands had jumped in, and

attempted to get off.

We offered to take any one of them, but not one would consent to separate or share any good fortune

the whole could not partake of.

When we got clear from the shore, they pursued us up to their necks in water, crying and howling so

hideously, that I would have given the world! (were it at my disposal) if it was either in our power to

bring them away, or that I had not seen them.

Here we remained all night, and till three o’clock the day following, when a light savourable breeze

enabled us to sail; before our departure, we sent the convicts an iron pot, for cooking, and a few fishing

utensils, which was all we could possibly spare them.

To the northward of St. Vincent's, about eight or nine miles, is St. Anthony, another of the Cape de Verd

Islands, which we had to pass close by.

The wind was very weak, but every one imagined there was enough of it to take us clear off that Island

before morning; whether that was not the case, or whether things were badly managed, I shall not

decidedly say, though I have a decided opinion on the subject; for towards four o'clock in the morning,

being uncommonly restless, I thought, as the vessel appeared very quiet, and the moon shone

beautifully bright, I would get up and set upon deck for a while.

Perhaps merciful Providence directed this,—for the like I never did before or since; and had I not, in all

probability we must have been driven against the rude rocks of St. Anthony, and God only knows what

would have been the consequence, as I was the only person awake.

The first thing I saw, upon lifting my head out of the cabin, was those lofty perpendicular rocks

pending almost directly over us, and not a man upon deck but King Naimbana's son, and him fast

asleep.

"Good God!" cried I, " Falconbridge, we are on shore!"

He instantly sprung up, and called all hands, who got the boat out, and with the utmost exertion towed

us off a small distance.

When day light came on, our danger appeared more forcibly, for, notwithstanding the oars had been

diligently employed an hour and an half, we were not two hundred yards from the Island.

Some said it was a current; others, it was the land which influenced or attracted us: but what the real

reasons were I know not; this only I can tell you,—after trying every possible means to no purpose, till

four o'clock in the afternoon, when the men complaining their strength was exhausted, and they could

do no more, it was agreed to abandon the Lapwing, and look out for a place where we might land

before night, and thereby secure safety for our lives, if the vessel could not be preserved.

Accordingly every one was desired to get into the boat, but we found me was too small to carry us all

at once; and two of the sailors consented to stay till she could make a second trip.

Falconbridge and myself got in, taking with us a few shiftings of cloaths and our bedding; we then

rowed to the land, and after pulling to and fro for near two hours, could not discover a single spot

where there was a possibility of landing; during which time, we observed the Cutter drifting fast

toward the shore, and expected every moment to see her strike,

Despondency was visibly pictured in every face!— "What shall we do, or what is best to be done?”

was the universal cry.

Conscious of a woman's insignificance in such matters, I was silent till then; when finding a general

vacancy of opinion among the men, I ventured to say— "Let us return to the Lapwing, and put our trust

in him who is all sufficient, and whose dispensations are always unquestionably just."

To this forlorn proposition every one assented; but said it was only deferring the evil moment a few

hours, for we should certainly have to trust to our boat very shortly again, unless a breeze came off the

land.

After getting on board it was settled— one person should watch while the rest refreshed themselves

with sleep, that they might be somewhat able to encounter the looked-for fatigues of the night.

For my part, I did not in the least incline to sleep, but with watchful eyes and aching heart, awaited the

expected moment when eight of us were to commit ourselves, in a small open boat, to the mercy of the

ungovernable ocean.

Many reflections pressed upon me, but one more powerful than any—"that our dilemma was probably

a mark of divine vengeance, for not relieving the distressed people at St. Vincent's."

I often asked the watch, if we neared the rocks; sometimes he answered in the affirmative, and

sometimes doubtfully— but said we seemed to drift coast ways withall; and he believed there was a

strong current setting to the southward.

About twelve o'clock Falconbridge came on deck, when I mentioned this information to him: he then

took notice himself, and found it really so.

All hands were immediately turned out, and the boat again manned to tow our bark with the current, for

though it had not been observed, we were doubtless working against it all the preceding day.

This proved a propitious speculation; in about four hours we could see the south-west end of the Island,

and at the same time had got near a mile off the land.

What a change of countenance was now on board: I felt my bosom fill with gratitude at hearing the

glad tidings!

General tokens of joy and congratulations passed from one ship-mate to another; and when daylight

appeared, instead of gloom and sorrow, every cheek blush'd cheerfulness.

We then found ourselves clear of the Island, and having a fine moderate breeze, bid adieu to the

African coast; nevertheless our troubles did not end here.

After running to the Westward eight and forty hours, a tremendous storm came on, and continued to

increase in violence for five days.

This had scarcely abated, when it was succeeded by another, nearly as bad— which however ran us as

far as Fayal, one of the Azores, or Western Islands, where we arrived the 18th of August.

I do not mean to take up your time with a description of those storms, or a detail of our sufferings,

since we left St. Anthony, till our arrival at Fayal, though I must not pass over them wholly unnoticed.

Every horror the most fertile ideas can picture a sea storm with, aggravated the former; and,

consequently augmenting the miseries of the latter, rendered them almost unbearable and past

representation.

God knows they would have been bad enough without; for the day we reached Fayal, about two pounds

of salt beef and half a dozen cocoa nuts, were all the provisions we had left.

We remained there a week, and were hospitably entertained by Mr. Graham, the English Consul, who

had the goodness to insist on our taking a bed at his house, directly as our arrival was announced to

him.

Being much bruised and indisposed by our boisterous rough passage, and eating food I had not been

accustomed to, prevented me from walking abroad for two or three days; while thus confined, I was

highly delighted and amused with admiring Mr. Graham's beautiful garden adjoining his house, where

are almost all the fruits of the torrid, frigid, and temperate zones, in the greatest perfection; peaches,

apples, pears, oranges, pine apples, limes, lemons, citron, grapes, &c. &c. the finest I ever, saw.

Mrs. Graham treated me with motherly kindness; by her attention, and the wholesomeness of the

climate, I gained so much fresh strength and spirits, that before I came away, I was able frequently to

walk about the town, and once took an excursion into the country,: with her and a party of her friends,

to the seat of a Mr. Perkins, art English gentleman.

We all rode on asses, for carriages (if they have any) could not pass the way we went.

I was pleased with the reception this gentleman gave us, as well as his polite and generous behaviour.

In our way thither we passed a number of vineyards; and, as fir as I could judge, the country seemed

fruitful.

Besides this excursion, Mr. and Mrs. Perkins persuaded me to take one with them, to the Island of Pico,

about eight miles from Fayal, where they have a valuable vineyard; and where they assured me, I

should .see the most wonderful natural curiosity, in the Azore Islands; viz. two springs of water within

eighteen feet of each other—one nearly as cold as ice, the other boiling with heat.

When we arrived there, several washerwomen were employed in their vocation; they told me the water

was soft, and well adapted for washing; that they made it of what temperature they pleased, by mixing,

a proportion of each, and declared they had frequently boiled fish in the hot well: I had a mind to try

the heat by putting my finger in, but found the steam powerful enough to convince me I should be

scalded.

There arc public Baths at those Wells, well attended by the inhabitants of Fayal and the adjacent

Islands; they lay somewhat t the. eastward, at the foot of the mountain, which gives its name to this.

Island.

This is the highest mountain I ever saw, very thickly wended towards its base, but picturesque, with

many gentlemens' seats, and on the whole vastly gratifying to the eye.

It produces a particular and favorite, kind of wood, called Teixa, or Teixo, which, from its valuable

qualities, no one is allowed to sell for private use, it being reserved by the Queen of Portugal, after the

custom of her predecessors, solely for the service of the Portuguese government.

I was but a few hours at Pico, and this, was all the information I collected.

There are two nunneries, and a magnificent Romish, church at Fayal, which I visited.

The former were crowded with nuns, and many of them beautiful women.

I saw two who spoke English, with whom I conversed for some time, and purchased several artificial

flowers, and a few sweatmeats from them.

One of them had all the traces of beauty yet unblemished, but to a certainty somewhat tinged by

ruinous time; for by her own account she must be far advanced in years.

Upon asking. her opinion of a monastic life, she said, “Madam, I have been within the walls of this

convent forty-three years, and had I to travel over my life anew, 1 would prefer the same path to all

others.”

But a charming buxom young girl thought otherwise.—She said, "Can you suppose an animated

creature, like me, full of youthful fire, was designed by nature to spend her days within these dismal

walls? No! nor can I figure to myself, that any one (in spite of what many may tell you,) can find

pleasure in burying herself alive, and thwarting the purposes of her creation, for such is certainly the

case with all nuns,” and continued she: "My parents placed me here at a time when I was not enable of

judging for myself; nor do I scruple to say that my ideas and fancies are fluttering among the

amusements and gaieties of the world, and had I my will, my person would be there also."

I attended the church at mass time; after service was ended, I observed several men bringing in a large

sail of a ship, which had a curious appearance to a stranger, as I was; but a gentleman present said,

"Those people have been in the same storm with yourselves, and they are giving that sail to the church

as a thanks offering for their deliverance;" he then shewed me part of the boat which Captain Inglefield

had been saved in, and which was kept here as a record of divine favour to that gentleman.

This circumstance refreshed my memory with the notorious sufferings and wonderful escape of

Captain Inglefield and his boat's crew; and after mentally weighing our misfortunes with his, I summ'd

them both up as follows..

“Captain Inglefield experienced all the miseries of hunger, fatigue, and oppression of spirits, which

sixteen days in an open boat, exposed to the furious untameable wind and sea, without provision, in

momentary expectation of being hurried to eternity, could inflict, besides the additional horrors

produced by ruminating on the hapless condition of such numbers of his sellow creatures, in the same

situation with himself."

“We have been fifty-eight days in a deck'd boat, not twice the size of Captain Inglefield's—continued

rains almost all the while—three weeks a quarter of a pound of beef, and about half the quantity of

flour our allowance—eighteen days more baffled by calms and contrary winds, or beat about by

merciless storms, fed upon mean disagreeable food, and scarcely enough of that to keep soul and body

together; and, what was worse than all, the apprehension of being left morseless of any kind of

nourishment; which certainly must have been the case, had we not arrived at Fayal when we did."

Having done this, I compared them with one-another—and though it is unfair to give my decision, we

being too often apt to magnify our own misfortunes, and always supposing them greater than those of

others; yet I shall hazard making you acquainted with the conclusion I drew, which, however, was very

laconic.

I said to myself, “Captain Inglesield's sufferings are matchless, and were it not for the duration, and

repetition of mine, they could have but little semblance to one-another."

The small pox was committing prodigious ravages among all ranks of people, when we left Fayal; and,

I suppose, continues still so to do.

A child of the French Consul's lay dangerously ill with that disease, and he requested Falconbridge

would visit it; he did so, and found the infant confined in a small close room, where every means were

taken to shut out the least breath of air.

Falconbridge directly recommended the child to be brought into a large open hall, which was done

against the absurd remonstrances of the Portuguese Physician, who pronounced immediate death to it;

however, before our departure we had the pleasure of seeing this innocent babe (who would in all

probability, have otherwise fallen a victim to those ridiculous notions of treating the small pox) quite

out of danger; and I trust the precedent will be generally attended to, and may prove equally

efficacious.

Many of our countrymen reside there, who are Roman Catholics, and married to Portuguese ladies,

with few exceptions.

I saw two or three English women— perhaps all on the island; they seem to have preserved their native

manners and customs in high perfection, which the Portuguese ladies emulously try to copy, more

especially in the article of dress, than any thing else; but in this they are much hinder'd by the jealousy

and narrow ideas of their husbands, who never suffer their wives to go abroad, or appear in company

with other men, whether single or married, without a deep black or white sattin veil that hides not only

the face but the body.

In a conversation with one of those ladies, she said to me "the women of your country must surely be

very happy: they have so much more liberty than we have, or I believe, than the women of any other

country, I wish I was an English woman!" I thanked her in behalf of my country women, for her good

opinion, but assured her they had their share of thorns and thistles, as well as those of other countries.

How deeply do I regret our short stay at Saint Jago and Fayal, disables me from giving you a more

historical and intelligent account of those islands; but I was long enough at each place to form this

summary opinion: The latter is, without exception the most desirable spot I ever saw; and the former,

as far opposite as it is possible for you to conceive.

Having repaired such damage as our vessel had received coming from St. Anthony, and supplied

ourselves with abundance of stores to bring us to this country, we set sail from Fayal the 25th of last

month, and arrived at the time and place before mentioned.

Our passage was short and unattended with such boisterous weather as we had experienced, yet it was

so stormy that I was obliged to keep my bed the whole time: which circumstance and a cold I caught,

threw me into an indisposition that I have not yet recovered from.

The day after landing at Penzance, Falconbridge wrote to Mr. Granville Sharp, and by return of Post

received his answer,, a copy of which 1 herewith inclose.

"Leadenhall-street, 7th Sept. 1791.

"Dear Sir,

"THE agreeable account of the safe arrival of the Lapwing at Penzance, which I received this morning,

gives me very particular satisfaction.

"I have communicated your letter to Henry Thornton, Esq. Chairman of the Court of Directors of the

Sierra Leone Company (for under this title the late St. George's Bay Company is now established, by

an act of the last Session of Parliament) and to some of the Directors, and they desire you to come by

land as expeditiously as you can, bringing with you in a postchaise, Mrs. Falconbridge and the Black

Prince, and also any such specimens o£ the country as will not be liable to injury by land carriage.

I inclose (from the Directors) a note from Mr. Thornton's house, for thirty pounds, for which you may

easily procure cash for your journey, and is more should be wanting for use of the people of the

Lapwing, I have no doubt but Mrs. Dennis (to whose care I send this Letter) will have the goodness to

advance it, as she will be reimbursed by return of the Post, when I receive advice of your draft.

"The Lapwing may be left to the care of any proper person whom you may think capable of taking due

care of her, until the Directors give farther orders respecting her.

"I remain with great esteem,

"Dear Sir,

"Your affectionate Friend,

"And humble Servant,

"Granville Sharp."

Mr. Alexander Falconbridge.

In the interim Falconbridge went to Falmouth to procure money for our journey to London.

There he met the Rev. Thomas Clarkson, that unwearied stickler for human liberty, with whom, (or at

whose instimulation) the abolition of the Slave Trade originated, and at whose instance Falconbridge

quitted his comfortable situation at Ludway, to enlist in the present (though I fear chimerical) cause of

freedom and humanity.

Mr. Clarkson is also a Director of the Sierra Leone Company, under which title, you find by Mr.

Sharp's letter, the late St. George's Bay Company is now called.

He informed Falconbridge that his brother, Lieutenant Clarkson of the navy, was gone to Nova Scotia,

authorised by government to collect several hundred free Blacks and take them to Sierra Leone, where

they are (under the care and patronage of the Directors of our new Company) to form a Colony.

It was surely a premature, hair-brained, and ill digested scheme, to think of sending such a number of

people all at once, to a rude, barbarous and unhealthy country, before they were certain of possessing

an acre of land; and I very much fear will terminate in disappointment, if not disgrace to the authors;

though at the same time, I am persuaded the motives sprung from minds unsullied with evil meaning.

We set out from Penzance the 12th, taking with us the Black Prince, and the following day arrived at

Plymouth, where by appointment we met Mr. Clarkson; after staying there four days, we went on

towards London, stopped at Exeter three days, and arrived here on the 24th.

As soon as our arrival was known, Mr. Thornton (the Chairman), Mr. Sharp, and several others of the

Directors came to see us, and after many compliments expressive with condolence for our misfortunes,

and congratulations for our deliverance and safe arrival, a number of enquiries, &c. &c. Mr. Thornton

requested Falconbridge and the Prince would dine with him, at the same time gave the latter to

understand he was to consider his (Mr. Thornton's) house as his home.

I could not help secretly smiling to see the servile courtesy which those gentlemen paid this young

man, merely from his being the son of a nominal King.

It has slip'd my notice till now to describe him to you:—His person is rather below the ordinary,

inclining to grossness, his skin nearly jet black, eyes keenly intelligent, nose flat, teeth unconnected,

and filed sharp after the custom of his country, his legs a little bandied, and his deportment easy, manly,

and confident withal. In his disposition he is surly, but has cunning enough to smother it where he

thinks his interest is concerned; he is pettish and implacable, but I think grateful and attached to those

he considers his friends; nature has been bountiful in giving him sound intellects, very capable of

improvement, and he also possesses a great thirst for knowledge.

While with me, although it was seldom in my power, now and then I amused myself with teaching him

the alphabet, which he quickly learned, and before we parted, could read any common print

surprisingly well.

He is not wanting in discernment, and has already discovered the weak side of his patrons, which he

strives to turn to good account, and I dare say, by his natural subtilty, will in time advantage himself

considerably by it.7

The Directors seem much pleased with Falconbridge's exertions, have appointed him Commercial

Agent to the Company, and he is shortly to return to Sierra Leone. They are very pressing for me to

accompany him, but my late misfortunes are yet too fresh in remembrance to consent hastily. Indeed,

you may suppose, I cannot but painfully remember them while the bruises and chafes produced by the

voyage on different parts of my body, continue unsealed. However, it is probable, whether with or

against my will, I must tacitly assent to hazard a repetition of what I have already undergone.

When matters are wholly fixed you will hear from me, and perhaps I may shortly have the happiness of

assuring you in person how I am,

Your’s &c.

7 This young man returned to Sierra Leone in July 1798, and died the day after his arrival

 

 

 

 

 

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