Captain Edward Scott and Janet Taylor
Husband Captain Edward Scott
Born: 13 Jun 1816 Christened: Died: 17 Mar 1889 - Clyde Ho. Greenock Buried:
Father: James Scott (1774- ) Mother: Mary McKinlay (1782- )
Marriage: 10 Jan 1842 - Manfield, Lowgovrock Rd. Greenock
Events in his life were:
• Occupation, Shipmaster
Wife Janet Taylor
AKA: Jannet Born: 1814 Christened: Died: 13 May 1888 Buried:
Father: Captain Alexander Taylor (1773-1835) Mother: Janet Fraser (1794-1872)
Other Spouse: Capt. John McDonald ( - )
1 F Jessie Fraser Scott
Born: 10 Oct 1842 - Greenock, Renfrew Christened: Died: 8 Apr 1906 - Glasgow Buried:Spouse: Thomas Steele (1838-1890) Marr: 4 Sep 1866 - Greenock, Renfrew
2 M Edward Scott
Born: Est 1844 Christened: Died: 8 Feb 1847 Buried:
3 F Mary Scott
Born: 23 Jun 1846 Christened: Died: Buried:
4 M James Edward Scott
Born: 6 Jul 1848 Christened: Died: 10 Jul 1915 - London Buried:Spouse: Janet Robertson Findlay (1856-1937) Marr: 11 Apr 1877 - Greenock, Renfrew
5 F Mary Jane Scott
Born: 12 Dec 1850 Christened: Died: 24 Apr 1921 - Skelmorlie Buried:Spouse: Dr. William Wylie Of Largs ( - ) Marr: 1870
6 F Elizabeth Fletcher Scott
Born: 3 Jul 1853 - Greenock, Renfrew Christened: Died: 22 Nov 1894 - Glasgow Buried:Spouse: John Broadfoot ( - )
7 M Archibald Edward Scott
Born: 25 Feb 1855 - 43 Eldon St. Greenock, Scotland Christened: Died: Buried:Spouse: Elizabeth Adam ( - )
8 M Robert Fraser Scott
Born: 9 Aug 1856 - Greenock, Renfrew Christened: Died: Buried:Spouse: Rose ( - )
General Notes (Husband)
Inscription on the barrel of a telescope in the possession of Donald Scott of Dumbarton
'Presented by her Majesty's Government
Captain Edward Scott Master of the
Steamer "John Bell" of Glasgow in
Acknowledgement of his humanity and kindness
to the survivors of the crew of the
"John Silver" of Halifax whom he rescued from
their shipwrecked vessel on 27th of October 1861'
NOTES OF EVENTS
in the life of
CAPTAIN EDWARD SCOTT
EXPERIENCES WITH GARIBALDI
Printed at the Advertiser Office,
HONOURS TO A TOWNSMAN
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(From Greenock Advertiser, Tuesday, Jan.18, 1876.)
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Our townsman, Captain Edward Scott, has received the decoration of the Order of the Crown of Italy from the Government of that country, in recognition of his services to the cause of Italian independence. Captain Scott had many hair-breadth escapes during his services with Garibaldi, having on several occasions been under heavy fire while transporting 9000 troops during the Italian campaign. The following is a copy of the patent which accompanies the decoration:-
H.M. Victor Emmmanuel I, by the Grace of God. and the will of the nation King of Italy, has signed the following decree:-
On the motion of our Minister the Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs, we have appointed and do appoint Edward Scott a Knight of the Order of the Crown of Italy, with the privilege of wearing the decorations proper to such knightly rank.
The Chancellor of the Order is charged with the execution of the present decree which will likewise be recorded in the Registry of the Order.
Given at the Royal Castle of St. Anne, on the 29th day of August, 1875.
Signed VICTORIA EMANUELE
Countersigned VICOUNT VENOSTA
The Chancellor of the Order of the Crown of Italy declares that, in pursuance of the above august royal intentions, the aforesaid Mr. Edward Scott has been entered on the Roll of Knights (foreign), and that he therefore forwards the present document to the recipient of the dignity.
For the Chancellor of the Order,
The Master of the Household St. Arghinenti.
Turin, the 19th September, 1875.
Having been urged. by a number of my friends - who know that I have served with that great and good man General Garibaldi: the mention of whose name alone stirs up in the bosom all that is chivalrous and noble in our natures - to give them a few more stirring events of my life, I do so with considerable reluctance.
When a mere boy, I had always a very strong desire for a life of adventure, and my first adventures were with the sea and ships; and before I ever went to sea, through my venturous spirit, I was nearly drowned at three different periods, but nothing on earth, it would appear, could daunt me or prevent my going to sea. My dear, kind father tried all he could to prevent my going, but at last I sailed off for Jamaica, in one of the best ships belonging to the Clyde.
Nothing of any note occurred during my apprenticeship until I was appointed chief officer in the company, and during the time I was in that capacity, under God, I was the means of saving three souls from being lost, one in mid ocean and the other two in Jamaica; one I brought up from the bottom of a river. On my first voyage as master, my ship was nearly waterlogged, the crew knocked off duty, and would do nothing unless I would bear up for a port, which I would not consent to; but after being below for many days, and, seeing my determination, they at last gave way, and we arrived safely at our destination. When at sea, on another voyage, a boat was lowered into the water, full of men, and when she was a little way off one of the oars went through the bottom, when she filled. I ordered a rope to be thrown; when we got her alongside I dared any of them, at their peril, to leave the boat until they had hooked on the tackles, and had that order not been carried out many would have lost their lives. A few years afterwards I got command of a steamer, and traded to the Mediterranean, where I saw and learned enough to rouse the feelings of any man who had a spark of humanity lodging in his breast, when he saw how the poor Italians were trodden upon by those high in authority at that period; but where are they now who dared to prevent the Word of the living and true God to enter their land? Many copies of His Blessed word have we been obliged to smuggle in to their poor, benighted country. Can we wonder at the brave, the noble, and the generous Garibaldi, yearning and bleeding, at his heart's deep core, for the time when God would lead him on to the battles of freedom, truth and righteousness, and hoist his standard for all to rally around him and aid him in his glorious work? I saw his banner waving in the breeze, and my heart leaped for joy, and I hastened to his side with 1500 brave and gallant men resolved to die by their leader's side rather than return to slavery. A few years before I joined the General, I was engaged to go in search of the abandoned ship Arthur, which was abandoned at sea. I succeeded in finding her, and towed her into Port Glasgow - a feat never accomplished before or since.
Two years after my services with the General, I had the misfortune of losing my propeller, rudder, and after sternpost, when, near the Banks of Newfoundland in December. The next day one of the company's steamers came up, when I sent my passengers on board, but, to my surprise, my crew demanded to be sent likewise; they refused to obey my orders, stating that the ship would never reach home, but I dared a man to put his foot over the side, for I had resolved never to abandon the ship, but, with God's help, to take her safe home. Whilst the other steamer was by us they would do nothing, but when I ran up my signals for the steamer to abandon me, which the Captain soon did, the men afterwards went to work, and, with God's help, we safely arrived at Queenstown.
On several voyages afterwards, I have been the means, under God, of rescuing four ships' crews - three in the Gulf of St. Lawrence and one off the Irish coast - and I have also supplied several ships at sea with provisions; and I have now in my possession many valuable testimonials presented to me by Her Majesty's Government for saving my fellow creatures from a watery grave, but a thousand testimonials shall never send to my heart the joy that I felt when I saw these poor fellows safe on board my ship. Many have been my hairbreadth escapes, as will be seen when I state that, after rescuing one crew and. coming alongside of our own ship, the boat was smashed and every one thrown into the water, but, with God's help, all was saved. At another period, when bound for Portland, the ship was making so much water that the pumps choked in the stockhole, and the fires getting extinguished, firemen and. engineers were deserting their post, when I dared them to do so at their peril, and by firmness and perseverance we got the pumps cleared, and, with God's help, the ship and crew were saved.
I have also saved different persons on the Clyde from drowning. I served in the Anchor Line for a number of years, and latterly I have commanded one of the Allan Line steamers for many years.
A GREENOCK CAPTAIN'S EXPERIENCES WITH GARIBALDI
(From the Greenock Advertiser 25th August, 1860.)
Our townsman, Captain Edward Scott, who commanded the steamer City of Aberdeen, lately purchased by Garibaldi, has just returned to town, and has kindly favoured us with an account of the doings of that vessel while acting as a chartered transport in the service of the liberator of Italy.
The City of Aberdeen sailed from Liverpool in June 1860 for Genoa, where she was at once engaged by Garibaldi's committee for the transport of troops from that port to Palermo. As the open embarkation of soldiers for Garibaldi was not countenanced by the Sardinian Government, they had to be taken on board at night, and after dusk of the day on which the vessel was chartered Captain Scott began to embark a large band of volunteers. They came on board in boats in the best spirits, shouting “Vive Garibaldi”, and singing national and warlike songs, while from the vast crowd congregated on the shore pealed a loud farewell. The embarkation was completed safely before morning, although during a heavy gale gale of wind; and when all assembled on deck it was found that the volunteers numbered about 1400. They were a motley group, clad in all varieties of the costume of Northern Italy, and comprising every class of society, from the noble to the peasant. Along with them were embarked the wife and family of Orsini, one of Garibaldi's ministers, and his brother, whose pale features and. attenuated frame spoke in language stronger than words of the ten years imprisonment in a Neapolitan dungeon, from which he had recently been liberated.
The City of Aberdeen sailed next morning for Palermo, but Captain Scott had hardly got to sea when he found that he had a most refractory set to deal with. The volunteers took possession of the vessel, so that the seamen were unable to work her, and Captain Scott, finding that the officers had no authority or control whatever, threatened to return to Genoa if order was not restored. This having no effect, the helm was starboarded, and the steamer turned towards her port of departure. The result was magical. The idea of being unable to join Garibaldi had such an effect upon the volunteers, that they implored Captain Scott to continue his voyage to Palermo, promising implicit obedience to his orders. The captain consented, and. up to their arrival at Sicily the promise was not broken by a volunteer on board., One evening during the run, a steamer, supposed to be a Neapolitan cruiser, hove in sight, and steered in the City of Aberdeen's track. Her lights were seen during the night, but at last they disappeared, and at morning she was invisible.
After two days' sailing the steamer arrived at Palermo, where the troops were safely disembarked at midnight. Next morning Captain Scott dined at the Palace with Garibaldi, who gave him a hearty welcome, saying that he commanded the first English vessel which had entered his service, and that he was happy at last at receiving assistance from England. Two days afterwards Captain Scott received an intimation that Garibaldi intended to visit his vessel next morning at five o'clock. The hands were turned up at four a.m., and preparations made for the reception of the General, who at the appointed hour appeared upon the Mole with a brilliant staff, and put off to the ship, where he was greeted with three hearty cheers, courteously acknowledged. He was accompanied by an American officer, who acted as interpreter, as Garibaldi speaks English indifferently. The General, after welcoming Captain Scott to Sicily, and walking the deck for some time, sent the officer to Captain Scott to ask when he would. be ready for sea? “In two hours” was the reply. On this being communicated to Garibaldi he went into the cabin and wrote several despatches which were sent on shore, and in an hour and a half his troops were descried marching down the mole, with bands playing, and in readiness to embark. Shortly afterwards a steamer with volunteers entered the port, and her cargo was also transferred to the deck of the City of Aberdeen, which got under way immediately. The excitement of the vast crowd collected to witness the departure of the expedition was indescribable.
The destination of the steamer was unknown to her commander, but shortly after leaving he was sent for by Garibaldi, who pointed out on the chart the port of Patti, 15 miles from Melazzo (the object of the expedition), and stated that he wished Captain Scott to land them about 10 pm, so that the steamer might be able to return to Palermo for more troops during the night, and. thus avoid the Neapolitan cruisers. They- arrived at Patti about the time indicated, and disembarked. Garibaldi expressed his great satisfaction with the rapidity with which Captain Scott had. got ready for sea on such short notice, and presented him with one of the red shirts which have become matter of history as forming the feature of the Garibaldian uniform.
The instructions of the General to Captain Scott were to return to Palermo and embark 1500 additional troops, to bring them close to Melazzo, but to keep clear of the guns of the castle. On arriving close to Melazzo Captain Scott saw Garibaldi's flag floating on the fort, but suspecting that all was not right he kept out of range and landed the troops about three miles from Garibaldi's camp. He then found that in hoisting Garibaldi's flag the Neapolitans had tried a ruse to draw him within shot of the fort.
At this time the Garibaldian steamer 'Veloce' (now Turkeri) had become disabled through an accident to her machinery, and was lying in Melazzo harbour, and the City of Aberdeen was ordered round to take her out and tow her to Palermo for repair. When close to the fort it opened fire upon the steamer, which, being unarmed, was accordingly obliged to desist from the attempt. One shot almost took off my cap. Shortly afterwards a boat was seen to leave the shore, and, on coming alongside, Garibaldi ran up the steamer's ladder, and said in his broken English, “Ah, Captain Scott, they were not firing at your vessel, but at your shirt,” alluding to his present which Captain Scott was wearing, and which caused the Neapolitans to suppose that it was Garibaldi who was on board. He then ordered the steamer to return to Palermo for more men.
On her arrival all the English crew left, and Captain Scott was obliged to ship Sicilians, with whom he left for the Faro, towing a transport loaded with soldiers, horses, and ammunition. When reconnoitering the Point of Faro for a place to land, two Neapolitan war steamers hove in sight. Here was a dilemma! The City of Aberdeen had not a single gun, and before the muskets of the troops on board could take effect she might be blown out of the water. A desperate expedient, and one only justifiable in the circumstances, was adopted. She steamed at full speed. towards the nearest cruiser intending to board her, when, to the astonishment of all on board, both Neapolitans turned tail in the direction of Messina, and the City of Aberdeen ran close to the land and began to disembark her living cargo. While she was doing this a large Neapolitan frigate steamed. up the strait and lay to within range of the steamer, but never opened fire, and when the disembarkation was completed the City of Aberdeen, in getting under way, was drifted by the tide towards the Neapolitan. The latter beat to quarters, and Captain Scott thought she was about to open fire, but instead of sending the old City to the bottom, as she could easily have done, she steamed towards Messina. Captain Scott followed until the frigate was close upon that port when he suddenly altered his course for Palermo, where he arrived without mishap.
When ashore at Faro he found Garibaldi seated under the bow of a fishing boat to ward off the heat, and had an interview which resulted in the purchase of the steamer, and the termination of his service under the gallant General, who, during the term of the charter, repeatedly and warmly expressed his thorough satisfaction with the manner in which Captain Scott had performed the dangerous and highly responsible duties with which he was entrusted. After leaving the steamer I returned home, in the hopes of getting another steamer to return to Garibaldi, but did not succeed in finding a suitable one until the war was about ended, to my deep regret.
By God's wonderful care over me, I am still in the land of the living, and to Him alone I ascribe all the praise and all the glory.
In 1875 he was created Knight of the order of the Crown of Italy for assisting Garibaldi.
A letter of thanks from Florence Nightingale to him for rescuing nurses in the Gulf of St. Lawrence was burned in the Stocken's fire in Devizes ca 1955
At dusk on the 8th of August the first expedition commanded by the brave Misori was due to depart from Faro and set out to land on the coast of Calibria. From there it was to head for the heights of Aspromonte in that country’s interior where partisan locals were standing by to join the liberating force.
The crossing was, however, highly dangerous. Whilst the Royal family dearly hoped that the Franco-Piedmontese forces would be able to prevent Garibaldi crossing over to the mainland, they had nonetheless taken extensive precautions to strengthen Calabria’s defence. 12.000 men, deployed along the coast between Reggio and Palmi, formed a cordon against the sea to the west; another 12,000 men under General Vial stood by in the vicinity of Monteleone, and further to the north the 5,000 men of the Caldarelli brigade were deployed around Cosenza. A further 15,000 were deployed on the eastern coast and 50,000 more throughout the province of Napoli. Finally, a number of warships patrolled the sea between Sicily and the mainland.
On the evening of the 8th August four steam-powered transport ships – the ‘City of Aberdeen’, the ‘Oregon’, the ‘Franklin’ and the ‘Washington’ – accompanied by some 300 small boats, lay ready to set sail in the harbour at Faro. Garibaldi had set up his HQ onboard the ‘City of Aberdeen’.
Major Ott, onboard the same ship, tells us: “It’s 8 o’clock, and the sun is already beginning to set – we are getting some rain too. Troops marching can be heard all along the coast. The sky is darkened by extensive cloud cover. The moment to move is soon. Various troop chiefs and naval officers arrive on board in hushed silence to receive orders from Garibaldi. Afterwards, they discreetly row their gondolas back to where they came from. The smaller vessels now begin to move; orders are communicated down through the ranks amongst much whispering and, at 9 o’clock, we see 34 boats – all packed full with men – silently glide past the ‘Aberdeen’.
All one can hear are the rhythmical strokes of the gondoliers and one of the English crew wishing ‘Good Luck’ in hushed tones, answered by a ‘Bonne Chance’ from the gondolas. The sea is relatively calm. This initial taskforce, at most some 530 men strong, head for the middle one of the three forts at Scylla, Torre Cavallo and Alta Fiumara along the Calabrian coast. Soon, we could make out nothing further of the boats in the darkness. After an hour and a half we could at last see a fast-burning light – almost like a shooting star – followed by a larger fire. ‘We have succeeded,’ noted Garibaldi calmly, ‘they’ve made it ashore without meeting any resistance.’ He lit up his cigar, went up alongside the sentry posted on the upper deck and scanned keenly out to sea. The taskforce had moved so quickly that no Neapolitan ship had managed to intercept them – out to sea, there was nothing but silence. At midnight, the fleet began to stir again, readying to launch the second wave with the main force. From the ‘Aberdeen’ wide rope-ladders, specially prepared for the occasion, are lowered to take onboard its 600 man, fully combat-ready complement. ‘Allegro, allegro, picciotti,’ the Sicilian officers harry their men; ‘piano, piano, ragazzi,’ the Piedmontese superiors whisper…”
During the following nights repeated attempts to complete the crossing were made. Only some 250 men were able to land successfully however – now 11 Neapolitan warships patrolled the coasts, letting their cannon off against Garibaldi’s boats the moment they showed up too close.
On a daily basis Calabrians – representing their villages and towns – showed up in Faro to lobby the dictator [Garibaldi?] to come over and liberate their land. But amongst these were also a number of spies, one of which was arrested as he was about to assassinate Garibaldi - the would-be assassin had been paid 1,000 piastras by the prince of Aquila to carry out the act.
During a period of a few days, Garibaldi disappeared without telling anyone where he had gone. On the 17th of August he reappeared onboard the ‘Washington’ heading up a fleet of 3 more steamers – the ‘Amazone’, the ‘Byzantia’ and the ‘Torino’ – and the frigate ‘Queen of England’, all filled with volunteers of the so-called Bertani expedition. Garibaldi had gone away in order to meet up with and then accompany them to Faro*.
<!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> In Palermo General Türr, now completely recovered from his illness, had reported for duty. After conferring with the ministers in the Palazzo Reale, Garibaldi had negotiated to have him lead the above mentioned convoy of ships to Faro aboard the ‘Amazone’.
[* footnote on P253/4/5 refers to an account in The Times of Garibaldi by an Englishman who had travelled with him on 17th August from Palermo to Messina – in glowing terms, there’s a lot of description of the great man, his appearance, his charisma, and general demeanour vis-à-vis his underlings. There’s also an account of how, during a conversation he had onboard with General Türr, his attention was interrupted by some song from the front of the ship – lamenting the lack of any truly national hymn for Italy (such as, in France, the Marseillaise or, in Britain, ‘GSTQ’…), he then proceeds to launch himself and a great deal of the rest of the ship’s company into various traditional and, presumably, nonetheless fairly patriotic, partisan songs…]
These preparatory moves in lieu of an invasion, in combination with the presence of the small number of troops already landed, had brought Faro to the attention of the Neapolitans.
Because of this unwelcome interest, Garibaldi decided to send his main invasion force somewhere completely different…
Research Notes (Husband)
See notes on Garibaldi on http://runeberg.org/garibald/