But what diplomacy! And what intelligence! Holding the fabric of British neutrality together virtually with their bare hands, tough, resourceful, and utterly inexhaustible as they were different form each other. They arrived separately in Great Britain in 1861, each appointed by Abraham Lincoln.” (5) [Prince Albert and the Confederacy] [CSS Nashville] “Thus CSS Shenandoah, even as she basked triumphantly in the cheering hospitality of Australia, a respected emissary of a noble land, was now unknowlingly and forever cut off from her home. / Not that many illusions remained. “This all looks like no end to the war,” Whittle wrote. “God alone can tell when or how it will end.” (158) “…as they headed toward the Fiji Islands, ship and crew were now almost exactly on the other side of the globe from Greenwich, England – longitudinal zero.” (188) “I must say that we are almost out of the world.” (188) “I am decided that in such a case, I will cover myself all over with coal tar, turn my hair and I might pass as an inedible Negro. With this dark bright idea, I will say bon soir and bad luck to the Yanks.” (191) [William Cowper – poet] “They were the most miserable looking set. They were perfectly naked and head bare. They had straight black coarse hair, were of copper color and looked very like the American Indian except that in the face they had few signs of intelligence. They had in their boat nothing but a few fish, some of which we bought giving them tobacco.” (195) [Hood’s defeat of Nashville] “On April 9, the day that the Cause died on the other side of the world: A day of rest. Let the port watch go on liberty in the forenoon & the starboard watch in the afternoon, each carried two plugs of tobaccos. Pleasant.” (205) “The occasion was the ship’s crossing of the imaginary line on the globe that had provoked head-scratching cogitation among sailors, philosophers, scientists, Magellan’s navigator, Edgar Allan Poe, and countless others and since its “discovery” in the fourteenth century: the International Date Line.” (236) “Covington, the latest ship taken by the raider, would bring the estimated aggregate value of these prizes to $1,399,080 – or $16,500,000 in modern dollars. Many more months of lonely patrolling lay ahead for the black rider, but Covington, burned on June 28, was to be Shenandoah’s final prize.” (255) “Whittle’s charge of “hypocrisy” had merit: the Union’s same Negro regiments that proved their bravery time and again on the battlefield (a third of them lost their lives) faced daily disdain, exclusion, even outright animosity from their white comrades in arms.” (265) “What is to keep them from starving I cannot imagine. And my poor dear father, what will be his fate? I dread to dwell upon it but I am prepared to hear the worst. I fear that they will deal but harshly.” (285) “The last entry remaining in Conway Whittle’s logbook sums up both his sense of desolation and his unquenchable determination to somehow surmount it. / “Where there is a will there is a way,” and this shall be my motto. I am sure not to starve on it.” (313) “A silence after the final name had been called. Whittle , who had wept at the lowering of the Confederate flag, must have shed some tears in the darkness for the gallantry of these men. All eyes were fixed on Captain Paynter, who was struggling to form a response to what he had just heard. / Something about these ragtag devils must have moved him, pierced through his martinet’s steeliness. Southerners, British…it no longer bloody mattered, did it? / Bugger all. He let every man-jack of them go free.” (327-28) “Whittle never reencountered Pattie. He never mentioned her in his subsequent writings, and he never spoke of her to any of his descendants. He provided no indication that she was ever found.” (329)