HMS WAR DRUM made her way down the English Channel. In his cabin the Honourable Lord Thomas Sterley of Oakland studied the chart before him.
For a moment the flash of
lightening illuminated the cabin in that instant dear reader you would have noticed that although his hair which was grey here and there a strand of dark auburn still made it’s appearance. Now in his later years having recently made peace with the Regent Lord Thomas had taken up his command as am admiral of His majesties navy.
The royal prerogative had summoned him
to take command of His WAR DRUM a ship of war of 74 guns and 180 crew his orders were to proceed to the Cape of Good Hope in the company of the frigate Storm of 24 guns and 98 crew under the command of captain Joseph French with the express purpose of escorting a number of fat belly transport vessels carrying a human cargo of emigrant English families to the Cape to settle in a region between the colony and the native tribe’s.
Lady Ann in hearing of this scheme had been confounded by the madness of the plan having heard of the experiences of a their son Tom who was an administrator under Lord Charles Somerset. NOW as the fleet weathered it’s way down the English channel on a stormy first night of the voyage lots Thomas wondered for the hundredth time what the end result would be of the foreign office meddling would prove as the world was changing and the French and American revolutions had shown that men and women cut from humble cloth would no longer stand ideally by as great men broke them again, and again on the wheel of humiliation. Neither would the common English underdog stand for watching their children and grand children starve.
Those who had made great fortunes during the long war with France had caused the current shortages and high prices. Surely Ben Bathurst could have come up with a more worth plan