LET us go back in our minds to the Navy of eighty-three years ago, and try to use our imaginations clearly and accurately so as to feel that we are in the naval atmosphere of the time. To picture the little United States brig Somers plowing the moonlit sea of the mid-Atlantic on the night of November 25, 1842, with a northeast trade behind her, in latitude north 13° and longitude west 41°, requires little mental effort, but to comprehend the character and temperament of the officers and men on board of her, to judge their actions with understanding and, if necessary, with leniency, is a very difficult task to us of this day, who have grown so different from our forefathers. The naval officer of that time was in all respects a worthy type, but we of today call the type limited and crude. We think him brave, but ignorant. Certainly he was a less complicated and cultivated official than his successor of today, but he could not help this as he was the product of his times. In the year 1842, when the Somers was on her trip from Cape Palmas in Liberia to St.
The Attempted Mutiny on the U. S. Brig "Somers"
By Rear Admiral Livingston Hunt, (SC), U.S.N., Ret.