Georgian Naval Chaplains – and a rascally journalist
One seldom comes across any mention of chaplains in Nautical Fiction, despite the fact that by the Revolutionary and Napoleonic Wars period both all line-of-battle ships and frigates were allowed them. The decision to have such men – usually referred to as “parsons” – may well have rested with individual station commanders. Some admirals and captains were famed for their piety – most notably Admiral of the Fleet James Gambier, 1st Baron Gambier (1756 –1833) – but others were likely to be more casual in their observances in the manner of the 18th Century.
The cautious Gambier and the fire-eating Lord Cochrane during the Battle of Basque Roads in 1809
Gambier, backed by his chaplain, is shown reading the Bible and ignoring Cochrane’s request to pursue the French fleet
Patrick O’Brian’s “The Ionian Mission” does however feature what Jack Aubrey described as “a whole God damned – a whole blessed convocation of clergy”, six of whom he was to transport to the Mediterranean ”for Admiral Thornton likes to have chaplains aboard.” Such men were expected not only to conduct divine service on Sundays and funerals in the case of fatalities, and take their place in the cockpit during battle to assist the surgeon in matters likely to be temporal no less than spiritual, but also to act as schoolmasters for the midshipmen.
The future King William IV
under instruction as a midshipman
on HMS Prince George, 1779
It is likely that these clergymen varied enormously in motivation, attitude and piety. Some were almost certainly unlikely to have been able to obtain “Livings” ashore – which were often in the gift of wealthy landowners – and some might have had good reason to be absent from the country on the grounds of financial or moral embarrassment of one sort or another. Some would have been genuinely pious and for many with a scientific bent the opportunity for research in foreign parts would have been irresistible.
I came to thinking about such men when I stumbled upon a brief discussion of them in an 1894 book, “The British Fleet” by Commander N. Robinson. It suggests that when chaplains were first assigned, towards the end of the 17thCentury they were not always welcome on board, and for a surprising reason. Having time on their hands chaplains tended to write journals, but that the to prevent having any such “true relations of their voyages” – many “gentlemen-captains” preferred not to have them on board.
One chaplain who did however write was the Rev. Thomas Pocock, M.A., chaplain of HMS Orford, in 1698, the Ranelagh in 1704, and the Union in 1711. His journal principally relates to the operations of the Ranelagh off the Spanish coast, the capture of Gibraltar, and the battle of Malaga. Pocock summarised a typical Sunday’s duties as “I preached this morning on the quarter-deck, read prayers about 4. I catechized first the volunteers and then the officers’ boys, and I distributed about 100 books among the ship’s crew. I gave six young gentlemen 6d. a piece for learning the 6 first Psalms.” The mention of the 100 books is interesting in that it may hint at a higher standard of literacy on the lower deck than we perhaps think typical of the period.
The most entertaining assessment – satirical but probably with more than a grain of truth – appears in “The Wooden World Dissected “ (1706), written by Ned Ward (1667 – 1731), about whom we’ll say more further on. Ward had spent time at sea and he stated that “a sea-chaplain is one that in his junior days was brought up in fear of the Lord; but the University reasoned him out of it at last, and he has ofttimes thanked his good stars for it. . . . There’s as great a difference betwixt him and a reverend divine as betwixt a quack doctor and a learned physician ; and he will never show it more than when you offer to tell him so, for he’ll be readier to confute ye with his fists than any other proofs whatever. . . . He drinks and prays with much the like fervour, and to show his abundant humility he will sometimes drink flip with the midshipmen; and, to prevent the fall of a weak brother, he will oft be so charitable as to drink for him. He wears his prunella gown as chearily (sic) as he does his honesty ; there’s something in the wind to be sure when he puts on either. The captain, when he has got a super-ordinary dinner, sends for him to give the Benediction, but he gives no long-winded Grace, for he loves to keep his breath to cool his pottage. He’s the captain’s trusty camarade (sic)at a game or so, on a Sunday evening, but they play not so deep as they drink a hearty Bout prevents the spiritual food of the day from lying heavy on the stomach, there being no better digester of good doctrine than good liquor.”
Ward combined the occupations of journalist and tavern-keeper after travels to Jamaica and New England, in neither of which he made his fortune. His first success came with “The London Spy”, a satirical work published in 18 monthly installments which purported to be a “complete survey” of the London scene. He built on its success with over one hundred further satires in prose and verse which targeted just about every power and interest group of his time. He also got so heavily involved in politics and in 1706 he was twice arrested for “seditious libel” of the Whig government and condemned to stand in the pillory on both occasions. Like his contemporary journalist Daniel Defoe, he seems to have come uninjured through this ordeal.
Ned Ward (1667-1731)
Daniel Defoe (of Robinson Crusoe fame) in the pillory –
so popular that the crowd threw only flowers at him
Ward’s writings became popular even in the Americas, and it must be to his credit that he evoked the ire of the Puritan supporter of the Salem Witch Trials, Cotton Mather. This luminary warned in 1726 against pestilences “all those worse than Egyptian Toads (the Spawns of a Butler, and a Brown, and a Ward…)”. One suspects that Ward would have been rather proud of this!
Low life in Georgian London as William Hogarth depicted it
and as Ned Ward would have enjoyed it
A short list of the names of some of Ned Wards pamphlets, as listed below, is a delight in itself – the first on the list is especially intriguing – and I’ll be looking to learn more myself about this colourful character.
Female Policy Detected, or, The Arts of a Designing Woman Laid Open (1695)
Sot’s Paradise (1698)
The Weekly Comedy, as it is Dayly Acted at most Coffee-Houses in London (1699)
A Journey to Hell (1700–1705)
The Dissenting Hypocrite (1704)
Honesty in Distress but Relieved by No Party (1705)
Hubibras Redivivus (twelve monthly parts, 1705–1707) – the bitter attack on the Whig government that led to Ward being put in the pillory
The Wooden World Dissected (1706) – a controversial account of the Royal Navy ( see extract above)
Mars Stript of his Armour (1708)
The Secret History of Clubs (1709) – which contains one of the first descriptions of the gay scene in London.
A Vade Mecum for Malt-Worms (1715)
The Delights of the Bottle (1720)
A man who thought up titles like these must have been entertaining to know – though not if one was to become the target of his satire!
As to the literacy of the lower deck denizens for having accepted 100 books, perhaps they were kept to be bartered or sold, as paper was in short supply among many at that time. Or perhaps they were gladly accepted in order to eventually be rudely used as a precursor to the bog roll.
Good to hear from you James!
There seems to have been an increase in literacy – an interest in books, in the years of modernisation post-1880. Some very interesting insights are provided in “The Handy Man Ashore and Afloat”, a collection of reminiscences, rather than a formal memoir, by a naval chaplain, the Rev. G. Goodenough (Click on https://dawlishchronicles.com/2018/03/27/shore-leave-hms-trafalgar-1890s/). He mentions that books had become widely regraded once ship’s libraries were established and mentioned one seaman who had worked through all of Gibbon. Equally popular was “Ashore and Afloat”, the magazine published by the magnificent Miss Agnes Weston, who features as a minor character in some of the Dawlish Chronicles novels.
Bet Wishes: Antoine