American Sanctuary Mutiny, Martyrdom, And National Identity In The Age of Revolution

A. Roger Ekirch, 1950-

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"The book is a triptych, beginning with the mutiny on the Hermione and the ensuing manhunt for members of her crew. The second section recounts the arrival of a handful of mutineers in the United States, including Jonathan Robbins, before examining in depth the political crisis that engulfed John Adams and the Federalist Party. The final three chapters focus on the election of 1800 and the protracted consequences of Robbins's martyrdom during the years of Republican ascendancy. As late as 1812, Adams bitterly complained that 'Robbins' was a scandal that ought to have been killed before it died of old age,' 'a more infernal, wicked, malicious, unprincipled, deliberate, and cruel scandal never stalked this earth....' 'Indeed,' he rued, 'I know not whether it be dead yet"--Preface.

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New York : Pantheon Books [2017]
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English
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A. Roger Ekirch, 1950- (author)
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First Edition
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xix, 293 pages : illustrations, maps (some color) ; 25 cm
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Includes bibliographical references (pages 241-280) and index.
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9780307379900
  • Preface
  • Prologue
  • Part 1. Mutiny
  • 1. Men-of-War
  • 2. Hand 'Em Up
  • 3. Dragnet
  • Part 2. Martyrdom
  • 4. Receive the Fugitive
  • 5. United States v. Nathan Robbins
  • 6. Martyr to Liberty
  • Part 3. National Identity
  • 7. Seignor Galatini and His Gang
  • 8. Revolution of 1800
  • 9. Jonathan's Ghost
  • Epilogue
  • Coda
  • Acknowledgments
  • Abbreviations Used in Notes
  • Notes
  • Index
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Ekirch (history, VA Tech) analyzes American identity in the Federalist Era through a relatively obscure event: the 1797 mutiny on the HMS Hermione. The extradition of Jonathan Robbins, one of the mutineers, by the US government to the British Royal Navy seemed straightforward enough in terms of international law, but the tense politics of the 1790s made the Robbins case an incendiary political issue between the Federalist Adams administration and the Republican opposition, which recast Robbins as a Connecticut native impressed into service by the British. The Federalists, fresh off the defense of the controversial Jay's Treaty of 1795, which accomplished little toward asserting American sovereignty over British maritime supremacy, claimed Robbins was an Irishman who had committed horrific crimes that demanded justice. In the politically charged atmosphere of the late 1790s, the Robbins case further divided partisans on both sides. Written in sparkling style with an eye to modern-day political connections and replete with impressive research on both the mutiny and the fractured politics of the US in the 1790s, American Sanctuary tells several stories well. Summing Up: Recommended. All public and academic libraries. --Christopher Childers, Pittsburg State University

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Review by New York Times Review

TWO VERY GOOD and very different new books reflect the extraordinary range of military history being written these days. In the unusual THE ALLURE OF BATTLE: A History of How Wars Have Been Won and Lost (Oxford University, $34.95), Cathal J. Nolan seeks to demolish how historians view war - and succeeds surprisingly well. The traditional Western view of conflict is that the way to win a war is to seek battle and prevail. This is the approach embodied by Napoleon, made doctrine by Clausewitz and captured on film in "Patton." And it is entirely wrong, Nolan, a history professor at Boston University, says, as he conducts the literary equivalent of scorched earth warfare. Nolan's primary argument is that focusing military history on battles is the wrong way to understand wars because what wins conflicts is almost always attrition, not battle. Generally, one side, usually the one with a smaller economy and population, becomes exhausted, and gives up. Talk about élan and audacity all you like, he counsels, but what wins wars is demography and economic strength. In fact, he says, the ideal of a "decisive battle" waged by great leaders should be seen as a pernicious myth that takes weaker, fascistic powers into wars against nations they know they cannot defeat in the long run. Two leading examples of this "short war" delusion are, of course, Nazi Germany and Imperial Japan. Hence Germany's blitzkrieg campaigns early in World War II and Japan's attack on Pearl Harbor in 1941. Inside this very good fat book is an excellent thin book trying to get out. That's more a criticism of the Oxford University Press than of the author, because what this book needed was an editor with a strong hand. At 670 pages, it is just too damn long. It contains sections that wax encyclopedic without any evident connection to the book's core themes. For example, we are subjected to seemingly everything Nolan knows about the Crimean War, like the fact that the efforts of Florence Nightingale, the pioneer of modern nursing, were at first rebuffed by some British officers. We get a deep dive into the Franco-Prussian War, but oddly almost nothing on the American Civil War that preceded it. Asia goes unmentioned before the 20th century. The chapter titles are opaque, more like symbolic poetry than guideposts for the book. On the other hand, a book has to be really thoughtprovoking to have so many problems and still be so fascinating. I cannot remember reading anything in the last few years that has made me reconsider so many basic questions - What wins wars? What is the most illuminating way to relate military history? Most important, is our own military too focused on battles and insufficiently attentive to what is required to win wars? In other words, are our generals flailing because they try to substitute battlefield skill for strategic understanding? (I think they are.) Ultimately, Nolan is persuasive that too much attention has been paid to battles. Even for that great genius of warfare, Napoleon, he argues - credibly - that the slow bleed of guerrilla war in Spain did much more than any battle to bring about his defeat. By the time of Waterloo, he insists, France was a spent force. And if Napoleon hadn't been finished off there, he would have been at his next battle, or the one after that. So much for perhaps the most famously decisive battle in history. THUNDER IN THE MOUNTAINS: Chief Joseph, Oliver Otis Howard, and the Nez Perce War (Norton, $29.95) is almost the opposite kind of history book. In this far more traditional work, Daniel J. Sharfstein, a Vanderbilt University law and history professor, offers a brisk narrative of one of the last major collisions between Native Americans and white America. His two main characters are complex and compelling - Chief Joseph, a thoughtful, powerful speaker who spent years trying to find a way for his people to live alongside American settlers, and General O. O. Howard, a moralistic liberal Army general whose fate it was to crush Joseph's small Nez Percé tribe. In the summer of 1877 it became clear that Joseph's peaceable dream of coexistence was not possible. Deciding they would have no more to do with the whites, the Nez Percé set off on a trek from their homeland, which lay in the area where Oregon, Idaho and Washington meet. They eventually turned north, crossing at one point through the Yellowstone National Park, which had been established five years earlier. Howard's soldiers, pursuing the tribe, enjoyed that park, Sharfstein notes, catching trout in the mountain rivers and poaching them in its geysers. The tribe's thousand-mile retreat ended not far from the Canadian border, where it was finally surrounded by Army forces. Joseph famously stated there, "From where the sun now stands I will fight no more." Less well known is the speech he gave in Washington, D.C., a few years later: "If the white man wants to live in peace with the Indian, he can live in peace. There need be no trouble. Treat all men alike. Give them all the same law. Give them all an even chance to live and grow.... Let me be a free man... and I will obey every law, or submit to the penalty." Despite its stuffy academic title, AMERICAN SANCTUARY: Mutiny, Martyrdom, and National Identity in the Age of Revolution (Pantheon, $30) tells a similarly dramatic tale - in this case, a good, readable story in the mode of Nathaniel Philbrick's nautical histories. It has to do with a 1797 mutiny aboard the British warship Hermione that was far more violent than the better known one that occurred on the Bounty eight years earlier. And because some of the mutineers were Americans who had been impressed into British service, and some were turned over to the British Navy by American authorities, it became the Benghazi incident of its time. Federalists tended to see the mutineers as bloodstained murderers, while Jeffersonian Republicans viewed them as men held involuntarily who had a right to seek their liberty. The debate had a significant effect on the election of 1800, turning the vote away from John Adams and toward Thomas Jefferson, the ultimate victor. The book occasionally falters. The author, A. Roger Ekirch, a historian at Virginia Tech, seems to have a better feel for American political history than for command at sea. For example, a deep sea generally is an advantage for a ship, not a hazard. Similarly, marine officers were more likely to be resented aboard a ship than others, because the marines were effectively naval police, enforcing shipboard discipline. And the second half of the book occasionally bogs down in multiple quotations from newspapers of the time. Still, the level of detail, including verbatim testimony from subsequent courts-martial, is impressive. Amore puzzling work is LINCOLN'S LIEUTENANTS: The High Command of the Army of the Potomac (Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, $38), by the Civil War stalwart Stephen Sears. It is a fine book, enjoyable to read. All the greatest hits are here - the spectacular feuds between Union generals, the preening of Gen. George McClellan, the pervasive tendency to underestimate President Lincoln's strategic insight and the tragedy of the battle in the Petersburg Crater. Yet all this has been well told before. The mystery is why it has to be told once more, especially in a volume of almost 900 pages. This is not an argument that historians should stop writing about the Civil War. But when they do, they should offer new information or a fresh perspective. I found neither here. it is disquieting to turn from these books about the early United States to one about our own century's war in Afghanistan only to find some of the same flaws from the past, like the attempt to impose capitalist liberal democracy on people long accustomed to very different ways. Aaron B. O'Connell, the editor of our latest longest war: Losing Hearts and Minds in Afghanistan (University of Chicago, $30), calls that country "the worst possible testing ground for a Western democratic experiment conducted at the point of a gun." The other contributors to the volume - almost all military veterans of the Afghan war - generally agree that the American people are culturally unable to win wars like this one. "Prudence was blinded by unexamined political and cultural assumptions, and the result was a massive and avoidable waste of time, lives and resources," Aaron MacLean concludes; he led a Marine infantry platoon there and also holds a master's degree from Oxford in medieval Arabic studies. MacLean tellingly observes that the Americans were not trying to bring governance to a place that had none, but rather were trying to replace an existing unwritten constitution they didn't understand and indeed barely perceived. "It consisted of traditional ethnic, tribal, state and religious patterns, all of which had been partially transformed by modernization and traumatically stressed by decades of war and the rise of Islamic radicalism," he writes. Surprisingly, no good overview of our Afghan war has been published yet. Until that happens, this enlightening volume is probably the best introduction to what went wrong there, and why. THERE IS A common thread to almost all wars: They begin with hubris, stumble on miscalculation and end in sorrow. So it was, emphatically, with the Athenian empire's invasion of distant Sicily in 415 B.C., during the Peloponnesian War. As a result of that poorly considered action, Athens eventually suffered political upheaval. "War abroad had given rise to civil discord at home," Jennifer T. Roberts writes in THE PLAGUE OF WAR: Athens, Sparta, and the Struggle for Ancient Greece (Oxford University, $34.95). Reading that, I began to wonder if there was a parallel to the unnecessary American invasion of distant Iraq in 2003, and the election of Donald Trump to the presidency some 13 years later. Roberts, a classicist at the City University of New York, notes that as a result of its political turmoil, Athens found its democracy temporarily overthrown by an oligarchical "motley crew with differing goals." Do we really need another history of the Peloponnesian War? That was the question in my mind when I opened this book. When I finished it, I thought, yes, we seem to. Military historians often neglect developments in the arts, for instance, but Roberts weaves in Greek culture, showing how works by dramatists and philosophers reflected events in the war. Aristophanes' "Lysistrata," about women going on a sex strike to bring peace, was produced in 411 B.C., in the wake of the Athenian disaster in Sicily. She portrays the death of Socrates 12 years later as one more evil consequence of the war, with the great philosopher scapegoated "for the ills of a city that had suffered war, economic collapse, demographic devastation and civil strife." A less examined aspect of ancient history is the Praetorian Guard of the Roman emperors. Guy de la Bédoyère, a prolific British historian, tackles the subject in praetorian: The Rise and Fall of Rome's Imperial Bodyguard (Yale University, $35). This is not an enjoyable book to read, but it is an interesting one, as the author pulls together the scraps and threads of information about the Guard. The problem is that so little is known about it that the story never really comes alive. The Harvard historian David Armitage offers another unsettling echo from ancient history when he notes that the Latin phrase variously translated as "public enemy" or "enemy of the people" - the second used by President Trump to describe the American news media - was first devised by Romans in the context of their civil wars, as a way to justify violence against fellow citizens. But overall, his short CIVIL WARS: A History in Ideas (Knopf, $27.95) offers more dry analysis than juicy insights or rich narrative. Storytelling and details are not lacking in at the edge of THE WORLD: The Heroic Century of the French Foreign Legion (Bloomsbury, $30). One of its themes is how routine suicide was in the Legion. Out of 845 Legionnaires sent on an expedition to Madagascar, 11 were officially declared to have taken their own lives. The author, Jean-Vincent Blanchard of Swarthmore College, says that number is almost certainly an undercount, with other self-killings recorded as deaths by disease. Among its interesting details: Near a major Legionnaire base in Morocco, there was a huge government-run prostitution complex, protected by a police checkpoint and populated by 600 to 900 women. Members of the Legion were not allowed to venture more than seven kilometers from their headquarters in Algeria, or to buy drink stronger than wine. The rightist, monarchist, religiously conservative strain in French thought represented by the Legion continues today, of course. Marine Le Pen, the far-right French politician who was recently defeated for the presidency, is the daughter of Jean-Marie Le Pen, who served in the Legion in Vietnam and Algeria in the 1950s. AMERICANS ALSO TEND to forget what we as a people once knew. One of the oddities of World War I was that for most of its duration, from August 1914 until April 1917, American reporters were from a neutral country, and so able to cover the fighting from both sides. At the outset, Chris Dubbs reports in American journalists in the great war: Rewriting the Rules of Reporting (University of Nebraska, $34.95), the most welcoming country, surprisingly, was Germany, which wanted to present its side of the story to the American public. Britain was less open to having its operations covered, and the French were the strictest censors of all. The Allies arrested reporters while the Germans offered them tours of the front. Among the consequences, Dubbs, himself a journalist turned military historian, notes, was that when the British public finally learned about the horrible nature of trench warfare, it was all the more shocked. If Dubbs's book is about how journalists covered World War I, Ray Moseley's reporting war: how Foreign Correspondents Risked Capture, Torture and Death to Cover World War II (Yale University, $32.50) is about how the second global war affected the reporters who covered it. Today, too many people have come to think of World War II as the "good war." One of Moseley's themes is that there is no such thing. A veteran foreign correspondent, he quotes a British journalist after a German victory in the Sahara: "I found myself hating the desert with a neurotic, tormenting hatred. I was obsessed with the waste of tears and blood and sweat that... I found I could no longer even write about it." "Reporting War" makes for melancholy reading. Among the most famous of American war correspondents was Ernie Pyle. Another journalist covering the fighting, The New Yorker's A. J. Liebling, astutely observed that part of Pyle's success came from his treating the war not as an adventure or crusade but rather as "an unalleviated misfortune." After the liberation of Paris, Pyle himself wrote, "For me war has become a flat, black depression without highlights, a revulsion of the mind and an exhaustion of the spirit." Pyle died during the landings on Okinawa in April 1945. Such ends were not unusual; Moseley cites one estimate that correspondents suffered a higher casualty rate during the war than combat troops did. After the war, some of those who survived went on to fame, like Walter Cronkite and Eric Sevareid. But many others expired prematurely of alcoholism, depression, midlife heart attacks and car accidents. One of the lessons of all these books is that wars always look worse closer up. Indeed, one of the tests of the veracity of a history of a conflict is whether it is depressing. If it is not, something may be wrong. The ideal of a decisive battle waged by great leaders may in fact be nothing more them a pernicious myth. THOMAS E. RICKS is the author, most recently, of "Churchill and Orwell: The Fight for Freedom." His column appears twice a year.

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Review by Publisher's Weekly Review

Ekirch (Birthright), professor of history at Virginia Tech, delves into the far-reaching ramifications of a violent 18th-century mutiny on the HMS Hermione, a British frigate. He persuasively argues that the fallout of the mutiny-specifically the extradition of Jonathan Robbins (aka Thomas Nash), a key mutineer, from the fledgling U.S. to Great Britain and his subsequent hanging-was pivotal in the bitterly fought battle for the American presidency between incumbent John Adams and challenger Thomas Jefferson. Ekirch also builds a strong case that the politics informing the controversy were instrumental in the historical refusal of the U.S. to extradite aliens charged solely with political crimes. Ekirch, a meticulous historian who writes with flair, brings the political theatre of the 1800 election into full view. He explains in detail how Jefferson's Republican Party turned Robbins into a martyr and cause célèbre, which helped bring an end to the Adams administration. Modern readers will recognize several elements of the campaign to discredit Adams: a vitriolic press, high-profile Congressional hearings, and threats of censure. The story of how a mutiny on a British frigate became a major influence in U.S. politics and spawned bedrock U.S. policy is a complex and instructive tale. (Mar.) © Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.

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Review by Library Journal Review

In 1797, the British navy suffered the bloodiest mutiny in its history aboard the HMS Hermione. The ringleader, impressed seaman Jonathan Robbins, was relentlessly pursued and soon apprehended in Charleston, SC. Robbins's subsequent extradition and brutal execution sparked a fierce controversy in the young American republic over the rights of accused citizens and the limits of executive power over the judiciary, ultimately affecting the outcome of the election of 1800 and becoming a rallying cry for backers of the War of 1812. Historian Ekirch (At Day's Close) does an extraordinary job relating how, in an age of revolutionary foment, America became an asylum for political dissidents and the ways in which the concept of being an American came to be based as much on personal conviction as nativity. Narrator Tom Zingarelli's skillful use of geographic and class accents enlivens the many characters in this riveting story. Ekirch's extensive use of primary sources, particularly contemporary newspapers, brings immediacy to a little-known chapter of our history. -VERDICT Highly recommended for students of the history and political foundations of early America. ["Intended for both history enthusiasts as well as casual readers, this book will especially appeal to fans of post-Colonial U.S. history": LJ 11/15/16 review of the Pantheon hc.]-Forrest Link, Coll. of New Jersey Lib., Ewing © Copyright 2017. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

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CHAPTER 1 Men-of-War At high tide on a September morning in 1782, not quite a year since Britain's humiliating capitulation at the Battle of Yorktown, His Majesty's Ship Hermione , her coppered hull slathered with grease, slid stern-first down a wooden slipway into the swollen waters of the River Avon, fed by the swift currents of the Severn estuary. A launch was no easy feat, nor was it free of peril, but the port of Bristol, England's "metropolis of the west," had been building ships since the thirteenth century. Before a rapt crowd lining the stone quay--sailors, shipwrights, and merchant princes--heavy ropes, tethered fast to the bow, were cast off with ceremonial fanfare. Slowly the tide-borne frigate began to slip away from the dry dock of Sydenham Teast, directly across the Avon from the elegant townhouses of Queen Square. With a surplus of war­ships at royal wharves waiting to be built or repaired, private docks such as Teast's reaped the rewards of government contracts.   It was a promising start. Fitted out in a naval yard, the Hermione was commissioned for duty the following spring--too late, owing to a halt in hostilities that February, to enter the American War of Independence. Two-decked, three-masted, and square-rigged in the fashion of frigates, she was the first in a new class designed by Sir Edward Hunt, bearing a rounder midsection, much like the profile of a tulip, to lend stability. The clean-lined hull ran 129 feet in length with a beam of nearly 36 feet. Of 714 tons burden, she was notably larger than the slavers that Teast's shipyard furnished for Bristol's lucrative African trade, designed instead for a naval company of 220 men. Costs of construction, fittings, sails, rigging, and armament exceeded £16,000. In addition to six carro­nades, devised with a large caliber for firing at close range, the Hermione received 32 cast-iron cannons, among them 26 twelve-pounders for the main deck. Unlike larger, more powerful men-of-war that boasted two or even three gun decks, with lower ports vulnerable to ocean swells, the main battery of the Hermione , lying well above the waterline, promised greater versatility in heavy weather.   In the annals of classical mythology, Homer tells of the "rose-lipped" Hermione, the only daughter of Menelaus, king of Sparta, and Helen, whose abduction ignited the Trojan War. For many Britons, however, the frigate's name conjured halcyon memories of wartime riches and national glory. Years back, in May 1762, toward the close of the Seven Years' War, two British warships cruising off the southern coast of Por­tugal captured a Spanish treasure galleon named the Hermione just a day's sail from the port of Cádiz, home to Spanish fleets for nearly two centuries. Striking her colors before firing a single shot, the enemy prize had been en route from Peru with a glittering cargo of gold dust, jewels, and silver estimated at £700,000 to £800,000, the "richest capture" in the history of the Royal Navy. Such was the outpouring of joy in Brit­ain that the name "Hermione" graced newborns and racehorses alike. In August, throngs gathered from Portsmouth to London, anxious to glimpse twenty heavily laden wagons transporting the treasure under military escort to Tower Hill. George III viewed from an upper cham­ber in St. James's Palace the convoy's arrival in the capital, which was followed by a marching band. "The air was rent with the shouts of the populace," described a newspaper. Less happily, major Spanish bank­ing houses from Barcelona to Málaga collapsed; chaos reigned among Andalusian merchants; and the Hermione 's captain, on returning home, forfeited his head.   ###   In the decade that followed the Treaty of Paris of 1783--years that saw a resurgence of transatlantic traffic; the Royal Navy's startling expansion to keep pace with rival fleets; and the spiraling descent of the French monarchy, corrupted by debt and decay, into revolution--an anxious peace descended on Europe like a bank of dark, low-hanging clouds lit by fitful flashes of sheet lightning. In the course of losing most of its American colonies, England had acquired a host of familiar enemies nursing grudges old and new. More than once, the country teetered on the brink of fresh hostilities, in 1787 with France over rival claimants in the Netherlands, and three years later with Spain in the Pacific Northwest.   As much as ever, the realm's safety depended upon naval superior­ity. During the Revolutionary War, control of the English Channel had been surrendered, sparking widespread fears of foreign invasion. Little wonder, with the looming prospect of peace, that the Admiralty, at the urging of England's fledgling prime minister, William Pitt the Younger, set about rebuilding the fleet with an aggressive program of extensive repairs and new construction. Already the country's largest industrial infrastructure, naval dockyards stretching from Deptford to Portsmouth resounded with newfound urgency. "The great naval preparations now making militate against every idea of peace," observed the Reading Mer­cury in January 1783.   All the while, British warships plied the North Atlantic. With the Channel fleet guarding the homeland, frigates, prized for their speed, firepower, and maneuverability, played a pivotal role in projecting Brit­ish power overseas--displaying the flag, keeping sea-lanes open, and escorting commercial convoys. First designed by the French in the late seventeenth century, frigates typically cruised the seas either alone, in pairs, or in small squadrons detached from battle fleets. Not uncommonly, they roamed out of signaling range from other vessels. Though smaller than line ships armed with "heavier metal," they were the most glamorous vessels in the Royal Navy, famed for their aura of adventure as well as for their autonomy and sailing prowess. "Star captains" was how an English poet described the small number of officers fortunate enough to receive a command.   Adding to their allure was the prospect of prize money. Upon the capture of an enemy warship, merchantman, or privateer, everyone from the admiral of the fleet to the cabin boy, according to rank, reaped a portion of the spoils, with captains due a quarter share. In 1790, when war with Spain appeared imminent, a young officer, on hearing rumors of his posting to a frigate, immediately wrote his sister. Acknowledging the larger sums paid to captains of line-of-battle ships, he assured her, "If I can get her into the W't Indies, I will make the Dons pay me the difference once or twice a month."   Besides periodic patrols of home waters and routine repairs in royal shipyards, the Hermione spent long spells cruising the Caribbean. When spring yielded to summer, it was not unusual to find her far­ther north--safe from hurricanes--policing British fishing banks off Newfoundland. Even then, uncertain trade winds, fickle currents, and mercurial weather could render familiar seas hazardous. During a harrowing trip from Halifax, Nova Scotia, to Ireland in 1789, fierce storms, exhausted provisions, and the deaths of ten seamen forced the Hermione 's crew to take refuge in the Spanish port of Corunna. Sixteen bedraggled survivors were left to die in a hospital as the stricken vessel beat on for Ireland.   Only after extensive repairs at a cost in excess of £20,000 did the Hermione return to the West Indies three years later in a squadron of seven warships, arriving barely a month after the revolutionary govern­ment in Paris declared war against Britain on February 1, 1793. Tensions had mounted after French troops invaded the Austrian Netherlands, followed in January by shocking reports of the execution of King Louis XVI at the age of thirty-eight. Insofar as prospects for peace had grown bleak, the only surprise was that France, not Britain, first loosed the dogs of war.   Although the greatest part of the bloodletting during the First French Revolutionary War (1792-1797) occurred in Europe, the Caribbean, for the Pitt government, became a critical theater of operations. For all the hurricanes and earthquakes, the stifling summers, the perils of disease to say nothing of the Lilliputian size of most islands--their planta­tion economies afforded European powers immense troves of wealth. For Britain, the loss of Barbados or, worse, the much larger island of Jamaica would have been devastating. If anything, France's colonies were dearer. Boasting eight thousand plantations, the French island of Saint Domingue (now Haiti) was the wealthiest colony in the Caribbean.   Equally important, with France deprived of naval bases, British sea power in the North Atlantic would again "rule the waves." And with French troops on the march in Europe and much of the navy sidelined, the islands were all the more vulnerable to coastal raids and amphibious assaults. Hence the departure of a mammoth flotilla, months in the planning, in November 1793 under the seasoned command of Vice Admiral Sir John Jervis. Fitted out in Portsmouth and Cork, the expedition to the Caribbean comprised nearly one hundred warships and transports ferrying eight thousand unblooded troops tasked with bring­ing the French empire to its knees.   Even before the fleet's arrival that January, life aboard the Hermione had quickened. Along with squadrons stationed from Newfoundland to East India, the Royal Navy maintained two bases in the West Indies: Port Royal, on the southeastern coast of Jamaica, once a pirate haven reviled as the most wicked town in the West, and Carlisle Bay, home to Bridgetown, the capital of Barbados, from which the Hermione under Captain John Hills routinely departed to escort merchant convoys to safer waters. Come fall, however, the Hermione had joined a squadron from Jamaica in landing troops in western Saint Domingue. Soon after­ward, a small inlet at Cape Saint Nicholas Mole, on the northwestern tip of the island where the sandy coastline gave way to mountains and lush forests, was seized from the French. On the same spot on December 6, 1492, Columbus had landed during his first expedition to the Americas. Although notorious for yellow fever, the sheltered bay gave the British a strategic anchorage in the Western Caribbean second only to Port Royal and Kingston.   In the months following Jervis's arrival in early 1794, Port-au-Prince, the capital of Saint Domingue, lying to the south, was taken after the fall of Martinique, Saint Lucia, and Guadeloupe, like so many dominoes, to British forces in the Eastern Caribbean. For several hours, the Hermione , lying directly opposite the capital, traded volleys of cannon fire with a French shore battery. Then one of the ship's main guns blew up, ignit­ing a second explosion on the larboard (port) side of the forecastle. "We suffer'd very severely," a young officer later wrote of the eleven casualties, including five seamen mortally wounded. Despite the British victory, the interior of Saint Domingue, in the early stages of a slave insurrection resulting in Haitian independence, remained an elusive prize. And by year's end, in an abrupt reversal, heavy French reinforcements poured into the Caribbean, causing the British offensive to sputter.   The military, hobbled by indecision, struggled to retain hard-won terrain. The bill was steep. As the fighting ground on, massive num­bers of troops and seamen perished, owing less to hostile fire than to the deadly triumvirate of yellow fever ("black vomit"), malaria ("ague"), and dysentery ("bloody flux"). "In the Hermione alone," a junior officer attested, "we lost in three or four months, nearly half our crew; many from apparent good health, dying in a few hours."   The Hermione persevered in the thick of the fighting, shelling and protecting ports from Saint Nicholas Mole to Cape Tiburon, at the southern tip of the island's western coast. She also tacked to and fro in search of merchantmen and other easy prey. Black with white molding, the frigate cut a forbidding figure. Not only were the commercial ships of belligerent nations subject to seizure but also neutral craft suspected of trading with the enemy, including the vessels of American merchants who enjoyed a lucrative commerce with the French islands. Profiting from the spoils, British commanders interpreted their instructions liber­ally. Frigates became notorious in the United States for their depreda­tions. To the deep chagrin of George Washington's administration in Philadelphia, by March 1, 1794, no fewer than 250 American vessels had been commandeered, with the lion's share ruled legitimate prizes by British Admiralty courts.   The Hermione garnered a princely portion of the plunder. By late 1793, she had already snagged four American ships laden with sugar, cof­fee, cotton, and provisions. More seizures followed, among them a Bos­ton schooner taken at anchor off Saint Nicholas Mole while its captain, on shore, scrambled to sell its cargo of lumber. More lucrative, poten­tially, was the capture of the Rising Sun , a twenty-gun U.S. merchant ship thought to contain "a great quantity of money" belonging to the French commissary on Saint Domingue. To little effect, an American in Kingston howled, "The property of real American citizens are waist­ing by endless vexations, and her most invaluable treasure, the lives of her virtuous citizens, are daily closed by illegal detentions. Nothing can equal the contempt and derision wherewith we are treated."   Worst was the impressment of American sailors on suspicion of being either deserters, British citizens, or both, an estimated ten thousand men during all of the French Wars (1793-1815). Desperate to man their warships, the British had grown exasperated by the loss of seamen to an expanding American merchant marine. In the mid-1790s, no vessel earned a blacker reputation in American eyes than the Hermione under Philip Wilkinson's command. On July 4, 1795, she left Port-au-Prince for the remote outpost of Jérémie, 120 miles to the west. There, at anchor, lay twenty American ships, which members of the frigate's crew methodically boarded. Before the day was out, they had laid hold of nearly seventy seamen, practically all claiming to be native-born Ameri­cans. Kept aboard the Hermione without food for the better part of two days, they refused to enlist in the Royal Navy. Although five sailors were returned for being "unfit to serve king or country," the angry protests of American captains, unable to crew their vessels, went unheard. "The next thing we shall hear of this frigate, Hermione , perhaps," warned a New Jersey newspaper, "[is that she is] on our coasts, annoying not only our allies, but plundering our own vessels." Excerpted from American Sanctuary: Mutiny, Martyrdom, and National Identity in the Age of Revolution by A. Roger Ekirch All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.