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Such and similar dreams returned with the greater frequency when, in

the November of that year, the coast between Hartlepool and

Monkshaven was overshadowed by the presence of guard-ships, driven

south from their station at North Shields by the resolution which

the sailors of that port had entered into to resist the press-gang,

and the energy with which they had begun to carry out their

determination. For on a certain Tuesday evening yet remembered by

old inhabitants of North Shields, the sailors in the merchant

service met together and overpowered the press-gang, dismissing them

from the town with the highest contempt, and with their jackets

reversed. A numerous mob went with them to Chirton Bar; gave them

three cheers at parting, but vowed to tear them limb from limb

should they seek to re-enter North Shields. But a few days

afterwards some fresh cause of irritation arose, and five hundred

sailors, armed with such swords and pistols as they could collect,

paraded through the town in the most riotous manner, and at last

attempted to seize the tender Eleanor, on some pretext of the

ill-treatment of the impressed men aboard. This endeavour failed,

however, owing to the energetic conduct of the officers in command.

Next day this body of sailors set off for Newcastle; but learning,

before they reached the town, that there was a strong military and

civil force prepared to receive them there, they dispersed for the

time; but not before the good citizens had received a great fright,

the drums of the North Yorkshire militia beating to arms, and the

terrified people rushing out into the streets to learn the reason of

the alarm, and some of them seeing the militia, under the command of

the Earl of Fauconberg, marching from the guard-house adjoining New

Gate to the house of rendezvous for impressed seamen in the Broad

Chase.

But a few weeks after, the impressment service took their revenge

for the insults they had been subjected to in North Shields. In the

dead of night a cordon was formed round that town by a regiment

stationed at Tynemouth barracks; the press-gangs belonging to armed

vessels lying off Shields harbour were let loose; no one within the

circle could escape, and upwards of two hundred and fifty men,

sailors, mechanics, labourers of every description, were forced on

board the armed ships. With that prize they set sail, and wisely

left the place, where deep passionate vengeance was sworn against

them. Not all the dread of an invasion by the French could reconcile

the people of these coasts to the necessity of impressment. Fear and

confusion prevailed after this to within many miles of the

sea-shore. A Yorkshire gentleman of rank said that his labourers

dispersed like a covey of birds, because a press-gang was reported

to have established itself so far inland as Tadcaster; and they only

returned to work on the assurance from the steward of his master's

protection, but even then begged leave to sleep on straw in the

stables or outhouses belonging to their landlord, not daring to

sleep at their own homes. No fish was caught, for the fishermen

dared not venture out to sea; the markets were deserted, as the

press-gangs might come down on any gathering of men; prices were

raised, and many were impoverished; many others ruined. For in the

great struggle in which England was then involved, the navy was

esteemed her safeguard; and men must be had at any price of money,

or suffering, or of injustice. Landsmen were kidnapped and taken to

London; there, in too many instances, to be discharged without

redress and penniless, because they were discovered to be useless

for the purpose for which they had been taken.