#luke clennell

[illustratus]

Baggage Wagons in a Thunderstorm by Luke Clennell

[clove-pinks]

A Sailor Smoking a Pipe, by Luke Clennell (1781-1840, Scottish).

[ltwilliammowett]

Launch of the HMS Nelson at Woolwich Dockyard, engraving by Luke Clennell (1814). Collection of the London Metropolitan Archives. von tormentor4555

[marryat92]

“Good heavens! Tom! are you back? then you must have deserted.”

“Very true,” replied Tom, sinking on a chair, “I swam on shore last night, and have made from Portsmouth to here since eight o' clock. I hardly need say that I am done up. Let me have something to drink, Jacob, pray.”

I went to the celleret and brought him some wine, of which he drank off a tumbler eagerly. During this, I was revolving in my mind the consequences which might arise from this hasty and imprudent step. “Tom,” said I, “do you know the consequences of desertion?”

“Yes,” replied he, gloomily, “but I could not help it; Mary told me, in her letter, that she would do all I wished, would accompany me abroad; she made all the amends she could, poor girl! and, by heavens, I could not leave her: and when I found myself fairly under weigh and there was no chance, I was almost mad; the wind baffled us at the Needles, and we anchored for the night; I slipped down the cable and swam on shore, and there's the whole story.”

— Frederick Marryat, Jacob Faithful

image: 'The Press-Gang', by artist Luke Clennell (1781-1840)