Thursday, August 30

Acasta takes the Betsy - 200th

We received news this afternoon of the capture of the Betsy, an American schooner of 127 tons on her way in to Boston. And the best news of all was that she was captured by our own Acasta

According to the stories we heard in town, Betsy was loaded with barrels of Brandy from Naples. I have never seen sailors or officers so excited about a captured cargo in my life! Every man in our shore party think themselves accursed that they were not there in person to take part in the action (and, I suspect, to sample the kegs of brandy aboard her). 

Our party continues inland on our way to our mission in the area of the Fair held at New Boston.
Account of the capture of the Betsy taken from:
"AMERICAN VESSELS CAPTURED BY THE BRITISH DURING THE Revolution and War of 1812 The Records of the Vice-Admiralty Court at Halifax, Nova Scotia."

Monday, August 27

A Report from the Field

A party of Acastas, whose names will be kept from my log entries until after the mission is concluded, was rowed ashore this morning in the early hours in an attempt to avoid detection by the local populous. As we grew closer to the coast in our long boat we suspect that a small boat of local fishermen may have seen us as we slipped through the water in the fore-dawn darkness, but it is difficult to be certain, and my vision in that dim light is not what I would like it to be. 

We have been given another mission to retrieve stolen documents from the hands of an American Spy known to be in the vicinity of New Boston. It is believed that the spy is in the area where the annual fair takes place. 

Once we arrive in the area, our task will be to set up camp and conduct an investigation to discover the identity of the American Spy and recover the stolen documents. 

Lt Ramsey and I after the capture of the courier
at Mississinewa.
We are currently making our way inland toward New Boston as quickly as we can. We are a larger party than on previous operations of this sort, as the area of New Boston currently houses large encampments of American Militiamen and Army troops. 

There are several immediate disadvantages that spring to mind in this current mission as opposed to a similar mission undertaken at Mississinewa last year. 

Firstly, there is a distinct lack of locally camped English forces at New Boston to aid in our efforts. At Mississinewa, there was a great encampment of British soldiers, a force at least equal in size to the Americans there. At New Boston there is the American Militia encamped on the north end of the fairgrounds and the American Army encamped at the south. This coupled by the patrols of the local Constable(s), means that the Acastas will be hopelessly outnumbered by enemy forces. 

The American Militia at New Boston
New Boston is not completely without allies, there is a fairly sized Indian encampment that may be sympathetic to our cause. 

Another disadvantage that comes to mind is the size of the fairgrounds themselves. The Fair at New Boston is much smaller in scale than Mississinewa and will offer fewer places to seek refuge from enemy forces in the event our operation is discovered. 

A third disadvantage in my own mind is the uneasiness I feel at undertaking such a mission with men I have previously not been in the field with. Operations at sea are one thing, but it is many a sailor that does not function half as well on land.

We are scheduled to arrive in the area of New Boston on or about 1st Sept.
If you will be in the vicinity of New Boston this coming weekend, you are invited to join us!

Saturday, August 25

You are cordially invited...

The Fair at New Boston is an official HMS Acasta event this year in honor of the War of 1812. Reenactors and public alike will have a grand time of the Fair!

The crew of the Acasta is planning on playing the SPY GAME again at New Boston, and it promises to be great fun. We'll keep our readers updated on the happenings.

Thursday, August 23

From the Surgeon's Perosnal Log 19

The analysis of my recent trouble continues. 

Thus far I have observed that I was rude to the sailors who lined up the main mast for sick call this morning, I was short with Vasserman when he was late with my breakfast, I was sullen whilst instructing my assistants in the airing out of the lower decks. I sulked while observing the drying of the ballast, I huffed and puffed profusely as I made my daily log entries and I was utterly distracted while I paid my scheduled visits to the sick men in their hammocks. I took no joy in the sighting of a distant ship that was thought to be a great potential prize, yet felt the sting of disappointment when we lost sight of her later. 

What is worse, I believe my troubles have garnered the notice of Captain Freymann and the officers, I am certain I caught them discussing it this morning on the quarterdeck. They seemed embroiled in a great conversation, then as I approached, they all seemed to stop speaking simultaneously in the most awkward fashion. 

To be sure, they have all been uncommon kind in their attempts to draw me out from my worries. I have declined multiple invitations to dinner and supper in the great cabin with Captain Freymann, instead preferring to dine alone. I have barely played cards with the gentlemen in the wardroom, and when I have, it has only served to annoy me. The companionship of my fellows aboard ship, which I normally find quite enjoyable, has simply not done to suit me of late. 

Monday, August 20

Old Ironsides

The USS Constitution is escorted by a tugboat in Boston Harbor in Boston,
Sunday, Aug. 19, 2012.
The USS Constitution, the U.S. Navy's oldest commissioned war ship, sailed under her own power during the event Sunday for the first time since 1997. The sail was held to commemorate the 200th anniversary of the ship's victory over HMS Guerriere in the War of 1812. (AP Photo/Steven Senne) 

For the full article, be sure to have a look over HERE .

The Constitution is a 44 gun frigate making her roughly the same size as our beloved Acasta.

Friday, August 17

New Boston's coming!


You are cordially invited to join the crew of the Acasta on a temporary bit of duty ashore whilst we hunt for the enemies of the Crown. Please be sure to study the broadside below:
And you can let Capt. Freymann know that you will be throwing in with the crew by visiting the proper page in the Book of Faces (below) and 'signing on' as it were. Please bear in remembrance that all Royal Navy men must be attired properly in order to serve:

Click here to RSVP!
For all the rules of the SPY GAME be sure to visit the page dedicated to that purpose HERE.

Monday, August 13

From the Surgeon's Personal Log 18

The Wardroom is still alive with excited conversation concerning our capture yesterday of the American privateer 'Polly', taken with the aid of HMS Colibrie. The action was swift and achieved with a minimum of injuries to the Acasta crew, such that my services were scarcely required. 

After a careful inspection of the Polly above and below decks, Capt Freymann assembled a prize crew from the Acasta to take her back to Halifax. The prize crew was rounded out by several of the Colibrie's lot. It is my understanding that the Polly was filled to the brim with guns, ammunition and provisions out of Marblehead. 

Whilst taking my supper with the Lieutenants, they had already begun to calculate the relative worth of the schooner and her cargo. Lt Hamilton seems fairly certain that he knows exactly how the prize money will be split up, and Lt Ramsey has already started planning how he intends to spend his portion, which involves tales of a bolt of fabric that he saw at a particular shop while last ashore. Fine linen with which to make a new pair of trousers or to use as the lining for a new coat or some such foolishness as this. 

Please do not think me morose if I do not plot how to squander the prize before it is in my hands, but this evening my mind is elsewhere. I am distracted at cards with my friends, I cannot focus to read more than a few words together in any book that I pick up. 

As a Physician, I have attempted to trace and diagnose the cause of my ailment in the same way I might root out any other disease, but thus far to no avail. Lt Hamilton claimed after several very poor tricks at Whist, that I have not been as good a card-partner since my return from the action aboard the Playfair. Upon further examination, I think he may be correct.

Account of the capture of the Polly taken from:
The Records of the Vice-Admiralty Court at Halifax, Nova Scotia."