In about twenty minutes, after the messenger had been stowed away, the cables coiled in the tiers, and the ropes flemished down on deck, the captain made his appearance, and directed the first lieutenant to send aft the newly-impressed men. In few words he pointed out to them the necessity of their servitude; and concluded by recommending them to enter his Majesty’s service, and receive the bounty to which they would become entitled; observing, that the men who did so would raise themselves in his good opinion, and as far as he had the power, would not be forgotten by him, provided that their general good conduct merited his favour. Some few accepted the terms, but the most of them positively refused. When Newton was addressed, he stated to the captain that he was master of a vessel, and exempted by law from the impress.
“It is easy to assert that,” observed the captain; “but where are your proofs? your youth almost denies what you affirm.”
“There are my papers, sir, my clearance from the Custom-house, and my bill of lading, which I had in my pocket, intending to sail a few minutes after the time that I was impressed.”
“I observe,” replied the captain, examining the papers, “they appear to be all correct. What is your name?”
“Newton Forster.”
“Then this is your signature?”
“It is, sir.”
“Mr Pittson, desire the clerk to bring up a pen and ink.”
The clerk made his appearance. “Now, sign your name.” Newton obeyed, and his signature was compared with that on the bill of lading, by the captain and first lieutenant.
“Why did you not mention this before?” continued the captain.
“I attempted several times, but was not permitted to speak.” Newton then stated how he had been treated when impressed, and afterwards by the officer commanding the cutter.
“You certainly were exempted from the impress, if what you state is true; and I believe it so to be,” replied the captain. “It is a hard case; but what can I do? Here we are at sea, and likely to remain on a cruise of several months. You cannot expect to eat the bread of idleness on board of a man-of-war. You will do your duty wherever you are stationed. There is no disgrace in serving his Majesty in any capacity. I tell you candidly, that although I would not have impressed you myself, I am very glad that I have you on board; I wish I had fifty more of the same sort, instead of the sweepings of the gaols, which I am obliged to mix up with prime seamen.”