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<h2>CHAPTER 13.</h2>
<blockquote><b>A Mutiny in the Ship.</b></blockquote>
<p>1789. April. Monday 27.</p>
<p>We kept near the island Kotoo all the afternoon in hopes that
some canoes would come off to the ship; but in this I was
disappointed. The wind being northerly in the evening we steered
to the westward to pass to the south of Tofoa. I gave directions
for this course to be continued during the night. The master had
the first watch, the gunner the middle watch, and Mr. Christian
the morning watch. This was the turn of duty for the night.</p>
<p>Tuesday 28.</p>
<p>Just before sun-rising, while I was yet asleep, Mr. Christian,
with the master at arms, gunner's mate, and Thomas Burkitt,
seaman, came into my cabin, and seizing me tied my hands with a
cord behind my back, threatening me with instant death if I spoke
or made the least noise: I however called as loud as I could in
hopes of assistance; but they had already secured the officers
who were not of their party by placing sentinels at their doors.
There were three men at my cabin door besides the four within;
Christian had only a cutlass in his hand, the others had muskets
and bayonets. I was hauled out of bed and forced on deck in my
shirt, suffering great pain from the tightness which with they
had tied my hands. I demanded the reason of such violence but
received no other answer than abuse for not holding my tongue.
The master, the gunner, the surgeon, Mr. Elphinstone, master's
mate, and Nelson, were kept confined below; and the fore hatchway
was guarded by sentinels. The boatswain and carpenter, and also
the clerk, Mr. Samuel, were allowed to come upon deck, where they
saw me standing abaft the mizenmast with my hands tied behind my
back under a guard with Christian at their head. The boatswain
was ordered to hoist the launch out with a threat if he did not
do it instantly TO TAKE CARE OF HIMSELF.</p>
<p>When the boat was out Mr. Hayward and Mr. Hallet, two of the
midshipmen, and Mr. Samuel, were ordered into it. I demanded what
their intention was in giving this order and endeavoured to
persuade the people near me not to persist in such acts of
violence; but it was to no effect: "Hold your tongue, Sir, or you
are dead this instant," was constantly repeated to me.</p>
<p>The master by this time had sent to request that he might come
on deck, which was permitted but he was soon ordered back again
to his cabin.</p>
<p>I continued my endeavours to turn the tide of affairs, when
Christian changed the cutlass which he had in his hand for a
bayonet that was brought to him and, holding me with a strong
grip by the cord that tied my hands, he with many oaths
threatened to kill me immediately if I would not be quiet: the
villains round me had their pieces cocked and bayonets fixed.
Particular people were called on to go into the boat and were
hurried over the side; whence I concluded that with these people
I was to be set adrift: I therefore made another effort to bring
about a change but with no other effect than to be threatened
with having my brains blown out.</p>
<p>The boatswain and seamen who were to go in the boat were
allowed to collect twine, canvas, lines, sails, cordage, an eight
and twenty-gallon cask of water, and Mr. Samuel got 150 pounds of
bread, with a small quantity of rum and wine, also a quadrant and
compass; but he was forbidden on pain of death to touch either
map, ephemeris, book of astronomical observations, sextant,
timekeeper, or any of my surveys or drawings.</p>
<p>The mutineers having forced those of the seamen whom they
meant to get rid of into the boat, Christian directed a dram to
be served to each of his own crew. I then unhappily saw that
nothing could be done to effect the recovery of the ship: there
was no one to assist me, and every endeavour on my part was
answered with threats of death.</p>
<p>The officers were next called upon deck and forced over the
side into the boat, while I was kept apart from everyone, abaft
the mizenmast; Christian, armed with a buoyant, holding me by the
bandage that secured my hands. The guard round me had their
pieces cocked, but on my daring the ungrateful wretches to fire
they uncocked them.</p>
<p>Isaac Martin, one of the guard over me, I saw had an
inclination to assist me, and as he fed me with shaddock (my lips
being quite parched) we explained our wishes to each other by our
looks; but this being observed Martin was removed from me. He
then attempted to leave the ship, for which purpose he got into
the boat; but with many threats they obliged him to return.</p>
<p>The armourer, Joseph Coleman, and two of the carpenters,
McIntosh and Norman, were also kept contrary to their
inclination; and they begged of me, after I was astern in the
boat, to remember that they declared they had no hand in the
transaction. Michael Byrne, I am told, likewise wanted to leave
the ship.</p>
<p>It is of no moment for me to recount my endeavours to bring
back the offenders to a sense of their duty: all I could do was
by speaking to them in general; but it was to no purpose, for I
was kept securely bound and no one except the guard suffered to
come near me.</p>
<p>To Mr. Samuel I am indebted for securing my journals and
commission with some material ship papers. Without these I had
nothing to certify what I had done, and my honour and character
might have been suspected without my possessing a proper document
to have defended them. All this he did with great resolution,
though guarded and strictly watched. He attempted to save the
timekeeper, and a box with my surveys, drawings, and remarks for
fifteen years past, which were numerous, when he was hurried
away, with "Damn your eyes you are well off to get what you
have."</p>
<p>It appeared to me that Christian was some time in doubt
whether he should keep the carpenter or his mates; at length he
determined on the latter and the carpenter was ordered into the
boat. He was permitted but not without some opposition to take
his tool chest.</p>
<p>Much altercation took place among the mutinous crew during the
whole business: some swore "I'll be damned if he does not find
his way home, if he gets anything with him," (meaning me) and,
when the carpenter's chest was carrying away, "Damn my eyes he
will have a vessel built in a month." While others laughed at the
helpless situation of the boat, being very deep and so little
room for those who were in her. As for Christian he seemed as if
meditating destruction on himself and everyone else.</p>
<p>I asked for arms but they laughed at me, and said I was well
acquainted with the people among whom I was going, and therefore
did not want them; four cutlasses however were thrown into the
boat after we were veered astern.</p>
<p>The officers and men being in the boat they only waited for
me, of which the master at arms informed Christian, who then
said: "Come, captain Bligh, your officers and men are now in the
boat and you must go with them; if you attempt to make the least
resistance you will instantly be put to death" and, without
further ceremony, with a tribe of armed ruffians about me, I was
forced over the side where they untied my hands. Being in the
boat we were veered astern by a rope. A few pieces of pork were
thrown to us, and some clothes, also the cutlasses I have already
mentioned; and it was then that the armourer and carpenters
called out to me to remember that they had no hand in the
transaction. After having undergone a great deal of ridicule and
been kept some time to make sport for these unfeeling wretches we
were at length cast adrift in the open ocean.</p>
<p>I had with me in the boat the following persons:</p>
<p><br/>
John Fryer: Master.<br/>
Thomas Ledward: Acting Surgeon.<br/>
David Nelson: Botanist.<br/>
William Peckover: Gunner.<br/>
William Cole: Boatswain.<br/>
William Purcell: Carpenter.<br/>
William Elphinston: Master's Mate.<br/>
Thomas Hayward, John Hallet: Midshipman.<br/>
John Norton, Peter Linkletter: Quarter Masters.<br/>
Lawrence Lebogue: Sailmaker.<br/>
John Smith, Thomas Hall: Cooks.<br/>
George Simpson: Quarter Master's Mate.<br/>
Robert Tinkler: A boy.<br/>
Robert Lamb: Butcher.<br/>
Mr. Samuel: Clerk.<br/>
<br/>
There remained on board the Bounty:<br/>
<br/>
Fletcher Christian: Master's Mate.<br/>
Peter Haywood, Edward Young, George Stewart: Midshipmen.<br/>
Charles Churchill: Master at Arms.<br/>
John Mills: Gunner's Mate.<br/>
James Morrison: Boatswain's Mate.<br/>
Thomas Burkitt, Matthew Quintal, John Sumner, John Millward, William McKoy,<br/>
Henry Hillbrant, Michael Byrne, William Musprat, Alexander Smith,<br/>
John Williams, Thomas Ellison, Isaac Martin, Richard Skinner,<br/>
Matthew Thompson: Able Seamen.<br/>
William Brown: Gardener.<br/>
Joseph Coleman: Armourer.<br/>
Charles Norman: Carpenter's Mate.<br/>
Thomas McIntosh: Carpenter's Crew.<br/>
<br/>
In all 25 hands, and the most able men of the ship's company.<br/>
<br/></p>
<p>Having little or no wind we rowed pretty fast towards Tofoa,
which bore north-east about 10 leagues from us. While the ship
was in sight she steered to the west-north-west, but I considered
this only as a feint; for when we were sent away "Huzza for
Otaheite" was frequently heard among the mutineers.</p>
<p>Christian the chief of the mutineers is of a respectable
family in the north of England. This was the third voyage he had
made with me and, as I found it necessary to keep my ship's
company at three watches, I had given him an order to take charge
of the third, his abilities being thoroughly equal to the task;
and by this means the master and gunner were not at watch and
watch.</p>
<p>Haywood is also of a respectable family in the north of
England and a young man of abilities as well as Christian. These
two had been objects of my particular regard and attention, and I
had taken great pains to instruct them, having entertained hopes
that as professional men they would have become a credit to their
country.</p>
<p>Young was well recommended and had the look of an able stout
seaman: he however fell short of what his appearance
promised.</p>
<p>Stewart was a young man of creditable parents in the Orkneys,
at which place on the return of the Resolution from the South
Seas in 1780 we received so many civilities that on that account
only I should gladly have taken him with me but, independent of
this recommendation, he was a seaman and had always borne a good
character.</p>
<p>Notwithstanding the roughness with which I was treated the
remembrance of past kindnesses produced some signs of remorse in
Christian. When they were forcing me out of the ship I asked him
if this treatment was a proper return for the many instances he
had received of my friendship? he appeared disturbed at my
question and answered with much emotion: "That, captain Bligh,
that is the thing; I am in hell, I am in hell."</p>
<p>As soon as I had time to reflect I felt an inward satisfaction
which prevented any depression of my spirits: conscious of my
integrity and anxious solicitude for the good of the service in
which I had been engaged I found my mind wonderfully supported,
and I began to conceive hopes, notwithstanding so heavy a
calamity, that I should one day be able to account to my King and
country for the misfortune. A few hours before my situation had
been peculiarly flattering. I had a ship in the most perfect
order and well stored with every necessary both for service and
health: by early attention to those particulars I had as much as
lay in my power, provided against any accident, in case I could
not get through Endeavour Straits, as well as against what might
befall me in them; add to this the plants had been successfully
preserved in the most flourishing state: so that upon the whole
the voyage was two-thirds completed, and the remaining part to
all appearance in a very promising way; every person on board
being in perfect health, to establish which was ever amongst the
principal objects of my attention.</p>
<p>It will very naturally be asked what could be the reason for
such a revolt? in answer to which I can only conjecture that the
mutineers had flattered themselves with the hopes of a more happy
life among the Otaheiteans than they could possibly enjoy in
England; and this, joined to some female connections, most
probably occasioned the whole transaction.</p>
<p>The women at Otaheite are handsome, mild and cheerful in their
manners and conversation, possessed of great sensibility, and
have sufficient delicacy to make them admired and beloved. The
chiefs were so much attached to our people that they rather
encouraged their stay among them than otherwise, and even made
them promises of large possessions. Under these and many other
attendant circumstances equally desirable it is now perhaps not
so much to be wondered at, though scarcely possible to have been
foreseen, that a set of sailors, most of them void of
connections, should be led away; especially when, in addition to
such powerful inducements, they imagined it in their power to fix
themselves in the midst of plenty on one of the finest islands in
the world, where they need not labour, and where the allurements
of dissipation are beyond anything that can be conceived. The
utmost however that any commander could have supposed to have
happened is that some of the people would have been tempted to
desert. But, if it should be asserted that a commander is to
guard against an act of mutiny and piracy in his own ship more
than by the common rules of service, it is as much as to say that
he must sleep locked up and when awake be girded with
pistols.</p>
<p>Desertions have happened more or less from most of the ships
that have been at the Society Islands; but it has always been in
the commanders power to make the chiefs return their people: the
knowledge therefore that it was unsafe to desert perhaps first
led mine to consider with what ease so small a ship might be
surprised, and that so favourable an opportunity would never
offer to them again.</p>
<p>The secrecy of this mutiny is beyond all conception. Thirteen
of the party who were with me had always lived forward among the
seamen; yet neither they nor the messmates of Christian, Stewart,
Haywood, and Young, had ever observed any circumstance that made
them in the least suspect what was going on. To such a
close-planned act of villainy, my mind being entirely free from
any suspicion, it is not wonderful that I fell a sacrifice.
Perhaps if there had been marines on board a sentinel at my
cabin-door might have prevented it; for I slept with the door
always open that the officer of the watch might have access to me
on all occasions, the possibility of such a conspiracy being ever
the farthest from my thoughts. Had their mutiny been occasioned
by any grievances, either real or imaginary, I must have
discovered symptoms of their discontent, which would have put me
on my guard: but the case was far otherwise. Christian in
particular I was on the most friendly terms with: that very day
he was engaged to have dined with me, and the preceding night he
excused himself from supping with me on pretence of being unwell;
for which I felt concerned, having no suspicions of his integrity
and honour.</p>
<p align="center"><SPAN name="bligh-05"></SPAN><ANTIMG alt="" src=
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<b>A copy of the Draught from which the Bounty's Launch was built.</b></p>
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