In reading about warfare in the Age of Fighting Sail one is
invariably impressed by the aggression and sheer bloody-minded will to win that
characterised the Royal Navy. These were the factors that regularly brought
victory even when the odds seemed stacked against British ships and the enemy,
usually French or Spanish, never seems to have had the same single-minded focus
on prevailing. Only in the War of 1812, when Britain again confronted the
United States, did the Royal Navy consistently encounter enemies with the same
ruthless commitment to victory.
HMS Pomone - a typical frigate of the time Color lithograph by T. G. Dutton after painting by G.F. St. John |
These thoughts came to me this week when leafing again
through the Victorian classic, “Deeds of Naval Daring” by Admiral Edward
Giffard (1812-1867), and came on an action I had not previously known of. This
was a duel between equally-matched British and French frigates, HMS Santa Margarita, an ex-Spanish prize, and
the French L’Amazone. As an aside I
might mention that Giffard gives the date as 29th July 1781, whereas
a note on the National Maritime Museum’s website clearly identifies it as occurring
exactly one year later, in 1782. It’s notable that Giffard also referred to the
“Santa Margaretta” rather than “Santa
Margarita”. The difference in naming is not significant but
that of the date is. Built for the Spanish navy in 1774, the Santa Margarita had been captured off
Lisbon in November 1779. Take into British service, she was refitted in 1780/81
and sent in June 1781, under the command of Captain Elliot Salter, to join a
squadron off the American coast
In September 1781, French success in the Battle of the
Virginia Capes was to be the deciding factor in ending the American War of Independence
as it cut odd supplies to British forces at Yorktown and necessitated their surrender.
The final peace-treaty would not be signed for another year and a half but the
war was effectively decided from that point. The outright British victory over a
French fleet at the Battle of the Saintes in April 1782 was a hollow one that had
no impact on the outcome.
Notwithstanding this, a French naval squadron was still
operating off the American coast in July 1782 under Admiral de Vaudreuil
(1724-1802), who had taken command of the remainder of the French fleet after the
Saintes battle. It was this force that Salter in the Santa Margarita, on detached service, was to run into off Cape
Henry, at the entrance to Chesapeake Bay, on 29th July. Salter had initially spotted a frigate only – apparently
a 36-gun unit like his own vessel – and gave chase. As Santa Margarita neared her quarry eight French ships-of-the-line
were seen bearing down on her. Salter turned to fly, caught as he was between the
French squadron and a lee shore, and the frigate he had initially chased now turned
and came on after him. With their superior speed both frigates outran the
heavier units but Santa Margarita
appears to have been the faster of the two. By mid-afternoon the French unit –
which proved to be L’ Amazone –
decided to give up the chase and return to the squadron. Given the very
powerful French force in the area Salter might have been well-advised to
continue on and to complete his escape. Instead he came about and followed L’Amazone. Once again Santa Margarita’s superior speed proved
its value and within two hours both ships were within gunshot.
The opening broadside came from L’Amazone – one suspects that in accordance with French practice it
may have been aimed at Santa Margarita’s
masts and rigging. Salter held his fire however and manoeuvred so as to rake
his opponent – a devastating action that sent fire down the enemy’s central
axis – and followed up by taking his ship “within pistol shot.” What is
shocking to the modern reader is that the close-range slugging match that
followed lasted an hour and a quarter.
One can only imagine the hell of noise and smoke, injury and death that
followed. Fighting a sailing warship demanded more than a single team, but rather
a team of teams, each one – especially the individual gun crews and the marines
in the tops – each fighting its own battle and yet still an integral part of the
larger team. Continuous exercising would have been one factor to guarantee this
level of efficiency in action but one suspects that morale was even more
important, and in this the British crews usually seem to have had the edge.
Badly shattered, with seventy killed, and slightly more
wounded from a crew of three hundred, with both main and mizzen masts toppled
overboard, with several guns dismounted and with four feet of water in the
hold, L’Amazone struck her colours. Santa Margarita took her prize in tow.
Salter’s crew worked through the night to repair L’Amazone’s damage sufficiently to sail her away. A start was made
on transferring her surviving crew to Santa
Margarita as prisoners – a process hindered by the boats of both ships
having been destroyed or damaged in the fighting. At dawn however the French squadron was seen
approaching. There was no option but to abandon L’Amazone. Salter’s preference would have been to burn her but,
with large numbers of French prisoners still on the crippled ship, common humanity
prevented it. By now faced with overwhelming force Santa Margarita once again made use of her speed and escaped. Her casualties
were five dead and seventeen wounded. As in so many of such actions one is stuck
by the disparity in casualties – perhaps because Santa Margarita managed to rake her opponent.
A pleasing aspect of the account given by Giffard is that it
includes extracts from Salter’s official report. He gave considerable credit to
the French captain, who was killed early in the action, and even more to the
second-in-command who took over, the Chevalier de Lepine. This gentleman “did everything that an experienced officer
could possibly do, and did not surrender until he himself and all his officers
but one, and about half the ship’s company were either killed or wounded.” After
listing L’Amazone’s damage Salter characterised
it as “a situation sufficiently bad to
justify to his king and country the necessity of surrender.” One suspects
that had the outcome been reversed, the French captain’s report would have been
equally generous of spirit.
I have been unable to find out any more about Elliot Salter,
other than that he died in 1790, how, or at what age or rank, I do not know. Would
any of this article’s readers be able to shed some light on the career of this intrepid
officer?
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