4 October 2025

Weekend Wandering - 'the strange tale of the sailor 'Brown' by John F. Millar

Detail from 'The Death of Nelson',
painting by Samuel Drummond


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'BROWN' by John F. Millar

This is a brief account of a free Black sailor named Brown (a made-up name so he could not be traced), who was born in 1776, the year in which the United States declared independence from Great Britain. 

His childhood was mostly on the Caribbean Island of Grenada. When he finished school at age 10 or 11, he got a job in a shipyard, building inter-island schooners, but at age 14 he decided he wanted to learn to sail such vessels, so he joined the crew of a schooner. By age 18, he was promoted to commanding a schooner, and two years later he was even a part owner of one.

At 20 (1796), he left home in a hurry to avoid a family problem, and enlisted in the British Navy, where he was placed on the 74-gun battleship Orion. Normally, an enlisted man in those days was not allowed to talk to the captain, but Brown knew various important Caribbean facts of which British officers were clueless, so he talked to a junior officer, who passed the information to the captain.

The first such event was about ship construction. All European and North American naval ships were constructed of oak, which typically lasts only 15 years before rotting. The Spanish, however, built their ships out of long-lasting Cuban mahogany (now an extinct species). Cuban ships could be expected to last up to 120-150 years(!), but Brown knew that the down-side was that this wood was highly flammable. When Brown’s fleet was attacked on 14 February 1797 at the Battle of Cape St. Vincent off the coast of Spain by a Spanish fleet of twice the gun-power of the British fleet, Brown passed this information to Captain James Saumarez, who passed it along to Admiral Jervis. The admiral ordered his ships to fire extra wadding in their cannons at close range, with the result that almost half the Spanish ships left the battle heading for home at maximum speed, with smoke pouring out. The British won that battle, and the admiral became the Earl St.Vincent. Thank you, seaman Brown.

John Jervis
Earl St.Vincent

On 12 July 1801, Captain Saumarez himself had been promoted to admiral in charge of the tiny fleet of four or five British ships guarding Gibraltar. A much larger  joint French-Spanish fleet arrived with the intention of capturing Gibraltar, which had been British since 1704. Two of the Spanish ships were 112-gun giants that had been built in Havana, so Saumarez remembered Brown’s advice and ordered his ships to fire extra wadding into those two Spanish giants at close range. The two ships were soon blazing fiercely and suffered enormous explosions when the flames reached the magazines. Over 3000 Spaniards died. The joint fleet sailed away as fast as they could, and Gibraltar remained British at the Battle of Algeciras. Thank you, seaman Brown.

In 1800, Napoleon conquered Italy. Why did anyone care? Gunpowder in those days was one-third sulfur, and Italy contained the three volcanoes (Etna, Vesuvius, and Stromboli) that supplied all the sulfur used by all European countries and the United States for gunpowder. Napoleon confidently thought that the British would quickly ask for peace, because they could not fight without gunpowder, but Napoleon had reckoned without Brown. Brown told his captain that two British islands close to Grenada (St Vincent and St Lucia) contained stinky walk-in volcanoes with all the sulfur the British needed. Thank you, seaman Brown.

the Emperor Napoleon

In 1804, the British learned that the French intended to capture all the British islands in the Caribbean, using their naval base at Fort-de-France in Martinique. The British were at that moment powerless to stop the French. Brown spoke to his captain. He told him that 600-foot-tall Diamond Rock stands with almost vertical sides near the southwest corner of Martinique. Brown had climbed that rock while a teenager. He said it was possible to land sailors on the rock and have them haul up heavy cannons (18-pounder cannons each weighed 4700 lbs or 2140 kg). A sea-level cannon has a range of 3 miles, but a cannon at 600 feet high has a range of 10-12 miles. When those cannons were fired, they were able to prevent French warships from entering or leaving their base in Martinique. The Navy authorized the operation, and sent Brown seconded temporarily aboard the 74-gun Centaur to advise, and they even commissioned the rock as a ship in the British Navy! The capture of Diamond Rock: 7 January 1804. The French never made any headway in capturing British islands. Thank you, seaman Brown.

A cannon is hauled up to the summit of the rock suspended by a cable
lashed to the base of Centaur's mainmast.
(Wikipedia)

Taking of the Diamond Rock, Near Martinique,
2 June 1805
Auguste Étienne François Mayer, 1837

Brown was serving aboard Orion on 21 October 1805, and took part in the glorious Battle of Trafalgar, at which Admiral Horatio Lord Nelson was tragically killed by a sharpshooter’s bullet. The Royal Navy’s fleet badly defeated the combined fleets of the French and the Spanish off the coast of Spain, and thus persuaded the French to abandon any hope of defeating Britain at sea. The Royal Navy expected its crews to perform like a well-oiled machine, so there is no reason to single out Brown for anything he may have done in the battle. He had done his work over many years of seemingly tedious, endless drills that he had led from his position on the foretop. Orion then faced several years of patrolling the west coast of France close enough to persuade French ships not to set sail. After a while, the admiral authorized the crew of Orion to land French-speaking crewmembers on the French coast at night and sabotage shore installations.

Model of HMS Orion

After these important achievements, Brown was promoted to senior enlisted man in the entire Navy – not bad for a Black man from a remote island! When Orion had to be scrapped after several years of punching into the giant waves of the Bay of Biscay, where Orion’s job was to watch all the French ports to make sure that no French fleets sailed out from them, Brown and his entire crew were transferred to a new 104-gun ship, Queen Charlotte, the biggest ship in the Navy in 1813. When Brown had been in the Navy for nineteen years, the Napoleonic War came to an end in 1815. As the war ended, Brown was not keeping his guard up as well as usual. An officer came aft to talk to Captain Jackson: 

‘Sir, I have some very bad news to report about Brown. This enlisted man with such an exemplary record has now turned out (after 19 years of service) to be a woman in disguise!’ The captain thought about it for a moment, and then replied, ‘Brown is the finest Captain-of-the-Foretop with whom I have ever had the privilege of serving. As you were!’

Queen Charlotte - Detail of Robert Salmon's
The British Fleet Forming a Line off Algiers

Queen Charlotte had to be demobilized immediately (the Navy had no interest in continuing to pay up to 1000 sailors when there was no longer any war). The London newspapers grabbed the story that the top enlisted man in the whole Navy was not only Black but also a woman. A copy of the story got back to Grenada. The reason Brown had left Grenada in such a hurry was that his father had said, ‘I am sick and tired of you masquerading as a man. You are a woman, and today you are marrying this man who has just paid me for you.’ After one rocky night with this strange man, Brown saw that her “husband” had passed out from drinking too much rum, and that’s when he/she left Grenada. The “husband” knew that by law all a wife’s possessions belonged to her husband in those days, so he brought suit through his London lawyer for all Brown’s pay and prize money.

Brown asked his/her former captain, ‘Now, what do I do?’ 

Captain Jackson then asked, ‘Did you ever sign any paper to prove you were married?' When Brown said no, the captain volunteered to talk to the judge, and the judge gladly threw the case out of court.

While the various European navies were involved in beating each other up during the Napoleonic Wars, few people noticed that North African pirates from Algiers were busy gobbling up British, European, and American merchant ships that entered the Mediterranean. The thousands of officers and crews were sold all over North Africa as valuable Christian slaves (who could tell their Muslim masters that the tasty pig-meat they were eating was actually goat, and so the sin was on the Christian’s head). Admiral Lord Exmouth was ordered to take a task force to Algiers with Queen Charlotte as his flagship, and force the Arabs to return all the slaves on 27 August 1813. Obviously, a flagship of up to 1000 men ought to have experienced men who had worked together, so the former captain volunteered to get the old crew back. About 80% returned. The captain went to William Brown, and said, 'I have put you on the crew muster-list, but of course I couldn’t put down the London William Brown from Grenada, who is known to be a woman, so you are the Liverpool William Brown, from Jamaica, at your old rank, of course.' 

So, Brown got to serve an additional two years in the Royal Navy. After the Mediterranean operation was over, there is no information about where Brown was or what she/he did, except that we do know the year of her/his death in London, 1835. One of the coveted Blue Plaques has been placed on the wall of the Master-Shipwright’s House at the former Royal Navy shipyard at Deptford, (near Greenwich) where both Orion and Queen Charlotte had been built. We have no idea what Brown’s original name was.

One of the plaques at the base of Nelson's Column,Trafalgar Square, London,
clearly showing a black African on the left

Most people who know anything about the Napoleonic War are aware that Napoleon was eventually defeated by Admiral Horatio Lord Nelson and General Arthur the Duke of Wellington. It can be argued that those worthy gentlemen could never have accomplished what they did without William Brown smoothing the way first, even if Nelson and Wellington and Napoleon probably never heard of Brown. 

Oh, in case you were wondering, widely available herbs for women suppress or eliminate monthly periods.

© JOHN FITZHUGH MILLAR, material-culture historian

Newport House, 710 South Henry Street, Williamsburg, Virginia, 23185; newporthse@widomaker.com

see also Wikipedia

Thank you John - that was extremely interesting!

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