When the crew of the ship, Commerce, left America, the War of 1812 had just ended. The captain of the ship, James Riley, decided to lead the ship in order to recoup some of the fortune he lost during the war. It surprised me that a ship headed to Africa would only have a crew of eleven. Captain Riley was only thirty-seven years old. He was an accomplished sea captain. His crew had sailed together before, some were neighbors on land, and there was a close bond among them.
The ship crashed off the west coast of Africa. The crew survived the crash but faced the cruelest of challenges by surviving the perils of the West African Saharan Arab tribes and the largest desert in the world, The Sahara. The Sahrawi tribe captured and enslaved the crew. Members of the crew were sold for ostrich feathers or a torn blanket. The sailors turned slaves were starved, beaten, and worse, subjected to the beastly torments of the Sahara. Honestly, I do not know how they stayed alive. Captain Riley, for example, went from 240 pounds to 120 pounds. Another smaller man went down to 40 pounds. Forty pounds!!
Due to lack of food and water, they drank their own urine, the urine of the camels (the tribes did that as well), drank the blood of any animal that was killed, and the insides of whatever was part of the animal. Honestly, if the starvation, dehydration, filth, extreme heat didn’t kill them, I don’t know why the brackish water (when they found it) or the raw filthy meat didn’t kill them (when they had it). You have to read the conditions in which they somehow lived. Plus they were beaten and treated like sub humans. It’s why when Captain Riley was saved and returned to the states, he was an abolitionist.
Pg 94: They had been stranded on the western edge of the world’s largest desert, which takes up 1/3 of Africa and stretches “more than three thousand miles east to the Red Sea and twelve hundred miles from the . . . fringe of savanna in the south.”
Fascinating – also on 94 and 95: “The Sahara was not always like this. From 5500 to 2500BC, it was relatively fertile, wet and inviting. Up until Roman times, antelope, elephant, rhinoceroses, and giraffes roamed a savanna densely studded with acacia, while crocodiles and hippopotamuses wallowed in lush rivers. Ostriches, gazelles, and antelope still persisted in 1815, but by then the Saharan climate was arguably the most extreme on earth. Its temperature could sizzle at more than 120 degrees Fahrenheit in the shade, the ground temperature soaring 50 degrees higher in the sun; at night, the thermometer could plunge as much as 85 degrees.” There is also only 5 inches of rain per year.
Pgs 194/195: As cruel and as horrible as the tribes were to them, they did have moments of great sharing when there was nothing. They were given a type of gruel by a group of nomadic Arabs at a time they were near dead. And some of them realized, “The best meal of their journey was the gift of men they did not know and would never see again. Like so much on the Sahara [as in life], it opened their minds to the unexpected, and to small graces in the midst of adversity.”
How the tribes existed on the desert is fascinating. The weather is so dramatic and harsh that it’s an unimaginable life. They use all the byproducts of whatever they find. For most of this narrative there wasn’t food for the slaves to eat. The Arabs, when they came upon dates, for example, took the pits and crushed the oil from them so they could fortify there food with the oil. They then roasted the meat of the pits and then crushed them into balls that would later be used to fuel their fires. I bet the fire smelled good – certainly better than the burning camel dung.
The camel is essential to the Saharan tribal life. Not only can the camel exist and move through the most difficult of terrains, all of the camel’s byproducts are used – the camel’s milk is highly fortified and might be the only thing a person might have to drink or “eat” for the day.
Captain Riley was sold to two brothers, Sidi Hamet and his brother Seid. Sidi was a tough man but compassionate. His brother was a cruel man that Sidi had to work hard to keep under control. If it had been up to Seid, the men Riley was able to convince Sidi to buy, besides himself, would have been sold to this one and that one along the way. Due to Riley’s ability to persuade and to use his powers of observation he was able to save as many people as he did.
Pg 306: “Though Riley could never fully understand Hamet’s ways, the Arab had earned not only the captain’s respect but his admiration . . . he had saved the sailors from slavery; he was a humane and trustworthy man . . . a man who had seen past their differences and trusted him, in a place where trust among strangers was a rare thing.” So here is serendipity again. In the Sahara, a slave, Captain Riley, starved, dehydrated, miserable met an Arab trader and was able to identify an honorable man, an intelligent man. Life presented a possibility to be saved and Captain Riley identified that chance and did everything to capitalize on it. Serendipity.
Four of the crew plus Riley were saved. An Englishman paid their ransom and had help by an Arab “diplomat.” Officer Aaron Savage (20); Thomas Burns (41); James Clark (24); and Horace Savage (15) left Africa on January 4, 1816. Riley stayed behind to help with the possible release of others. It’s amazing Riley’s strength and commitment to his crew. After being saved, he “crossed Morocco by mule to meet James Simpson, the American consul-general in Tangier, to ensure that arrangements were made to rescue the remainder of his crew.”
Pg 308: I was crushed to read that Sidi Hamet was killed trying to rescue the rest of the crew. March 1817, Archibald Robbins was saved by the Englishman, Wilshire, who paid his ransom like he did for the first five. The crew members who were never found were James Barrett, George Williams, Dick Deslisle, John Hogan, and Antonio Michel. It was so sad to read that. I was truly taken by the bravery of the crew and I wanted them all to live.
Captain Riley wrote his memoir of the survival, which was published in 1817, and it became a best seller both in America and in England, as well as other countries. He became a famous nationally and internationally figure. Abraham Lincoln, Henry David Thoreau, and James Fenimore Cooper all read Riley’s book. Archibald Robbins (age 22 at the time of the sail) also wrote a book.
Pg 314: Captain Riley took his family to the northwest part of Ohio, along the river, and named the town after the Englishman who saved them, Wilshire.
This absolutely amazed me. Riley actually returned to Gibraltar and was reunited with Wilshire. March 1840, Riley died at sea, sailing from New York to St. Thomas.