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"If men were angels, no government would be necessary. If angels were to govern men… [no] controls on government would be necessary." — James Madison
Trying to Defeat the British with a Turtle
David Bushnell was a quiet, introspective man. Born on August 30, 1740, Bushnell—a resident of
Westbrook, Connecticut, and a 1775 graduate of Yale
College—possessed a scientific mind, studying medicine,
advanced mathematics, and physical science. He was also an
inventor with a particular interest in the effects of gunpowder
explosions. Eager to use his knowledge to break the British chokehold
on the Thirteen Colonies, Bushnell (along with his younger
brother, Ezra) worked on and perfected his design for the first military
submarine, the Turtle.
There are no surviving drawings made by Bushnell of the craft;
only his written description remains. This leaves its actual construction
open to interpretation. Bushnell himself wrote that the vessel "bore some
resemblance to two upper tortoise shells of equal size, joined together."
Bushnell also notes that the vessel was first "projected" in the year 1771
but not completed until 1775 (while he was still attending Yale). The replica
of the Turtle at the Connecticut River Museum in Essex interprets
Bushnell's final version of the craft as having tarred-oak planks banded
with iron, forming an elliptical shape.
All interpreters agree that the Turtle was powered by human effort: a
pilot would use a treadle-operated mechanism to activate the screw propellers
and pumps. Attached on the outside of the Turtle's hull was a cask
containing gunpowder. Ideally, this cask would be screwed to an enemy
ship. The crude bomb would then be set off by a time fuse after the
Turtle, completely submerged and hidden, was a safe distance away.
Inside the submarine was a compass fixed with glowing "fox fire,"
or rotting phosphorescent wood. This natural illumination allowed
the pilot to see inside the craft's dark interior. There would be
enough air inside the Turtle for about 30 minutes. The operator
could raise the submarine by releasing water ballast and return
to the surface at any time to replenish the air supply.
Bushnell obtained financing for the submarine
from Connecticut Governor Jonathan Trumbull's
Council of Safety. It was Trumbull who, along with
General Israel Putnam, convinced General George
Washington to allow Bushnell to bring his invention
to New York and assist the Patriots there.
Ezra Bushnell became ill and was unable to pilot his brother's
Turtle after training for nearly
a year. The submarine's navigation
was then turned over to
Ezra Lee, a sergeant in the 10th
Connecticut Regiment, who volunteered
to pilot the Turtle and
attack the British on the night of
September 6, 1776. The HMS
Eagle, a sixty-four gun ship, was
anchored just below Bedloe's
Island (now Liberty Island) in
New York Harbor.
The following is an account
from 1820 of Ezra Lee's attempt
to use the submarine:
At 11 o'clock a party
embarked in two or three whale
boats, with Bushnell's machine
in tow. They rowed down as
near the fleet as they dared,
when Sergeant Lee entered the
machine, was cast off, and the
boats returned.
Lee now found the ebb
tide rather too strong and,
before he was aware, had
drifted him down past
the men of war. He however
immediately got the
machine about, and by
hard labour at the crank
for the space of five glasses
by the ship's bells, or two
and a half hours, he arrived
under the stern of one of the
ships at about slack water.
Day had now dawned, and
by the light of the moon he could
see the people on board, and heard their conversation. This was the
moment for diving: he accordingly
closed up overhead, let in
water, and descended under the
ship's bottom.
He now applied the screw,
and did all in his power to make
it enter, but owing probably in
part to the ship's copper, and the
want of an adequate pressure,
to enable the screw to get a hold
upon the bottom, his attempts all
failed; at each essay the machine
rebounded from the ship's bottom,
not having sufficient power
to resist the impulse thus given
to it.
He next paddled along to a
different part of her bottom, but in
this manoeuvre he made a deviation,
and instantly arose to the
water's surface on the east side of
the ship, exposed to the increasing
light of the morning, and
in imminent hazard of being
discovered. He immediately
made another descent, with
a view of making one more
trial, but the fast approach
of day, which would expose
him to the enemy's boats and
render his escape difficult, if
not impossible, deterred him;
and he concluded that the best
generalship would be to commence
an immediate retreat.
He now had before him
a distance of more than four
miles to traverse, but the tide was
favourable. At Governor's-Island
great danger awaited him, for hiscompass having got out
of order, he was under
the necessity of looking
out from the top of
the machine very frequently
to ascertain
his course, and at best
made a very irregular
zigzag track.
The soldiers at
Governor's-Island
espied the machine, and
curiosity drew several
hundreds upon the parapet
to watch its motions.
At last a party came down to the
beach, shoved off a barge, and rowed
towards it. At that moment, Sergeant Lee
thought he saw his certain destruction, and as
a last act of defence [sic], let go the magazine,
expecting that they would seize that likewise,
and thus all would be blown to atoms together.
Providence however otherwise directed it:
the enemy, after approaching within fifty or
sixty yards of the machine, and seeing the magazine
detached, began to suspect a yankee trick,
took alarm and returned to the island.
Approaching the city, he soon made a signal,
the boats came to him and brought him safe
and sound to the shore. The magazine in the
mean time had drifted past Governor's-Island
into the East River, where it exploded with
tremendous violence, throwing large columns
of water and pieces of wood that composed it
high into the air. Gen. [Israel] Putnam, with
many officers, stood on the shore spectators of
this explosion.
In a few days the American army evacuated
New-York, and the machine was taken up
the North River. Another attempt was afterwards
made by Lee upon a frigate that lay opposite Bloomingdale. His
object now was to fasten
the magazine to the stern
of the ship, close at the
water's edge. But while
attempting this, the
watch discovered him,
raised an alarm and
compelled him to abandon
his enterprise. He
then endeavoured to get
under the frigate's bottom,
but in this he failed, having
descended too deep. This terminated
his experiments.
During the week after the explosion,
a soldier patrolling the East River beaches
found the "watchwork timer" still attached to a shard of
wood. This artifact is now at the Connecticut Historical
Society in Hartford.
After Washington retreated, three English frigates
sailed to where the American ships lay at Yonkers, New
York. According to a report, these ships sank the sloop
with the Turtle aboard. Bushnell, however, claims that
he recovered the Turtle to further improve its design.
No independent testimony exists that Bushnell did
indeed salvage the craft. Its fate remains unknown.
Bushnell tried once more to cripple English ships
when, in 1777, he designed free-floating, or towed,
mines. His plan was to float the explosives toward
a British man-of-war, the HMS Cerberus, docked
east of Saybrook, Connecticut. The British had captured
an American schooner docking it behind
the Cerberus. Unfortunately, the American sailors
attached the floating mine to the American schooner
instead of the man-of-war. When the British sailors
found the unidentifiable object and tried to examine
it, they succeeded in setting off the bomb, destroying
the schooner and killing all but one who was thrown
overboard by the force of the explosion.
Another Bushnell invention, the keg mine, was
a variation of the floating mine idea. This time,
Bushnell's plan was to float the mines downstream
at Bordentown, New Jersey, to rest among the
British war vessels and merchant ships anchored off
Philadelphia in the Delaware River. This plan met
with no success as ice or "frost" in the river prevented
the kegs from reaching the ships.
Bushnell had used all available money building
the submarine and mines for the American cause.
Following the "Battle of the Kegs," Bushnell was
appointed by an appreciative General Washington to
a captaincy in the new Corps of Sappers and Miners
(today's Army Corps of Engineers).
In 1787, Bushnell moved to Warrenton, Georgia,
where he became "Dr. Bush." Although dying a
wealthy man—he taught school, practiced medicine
thanks to his Yale training, and he bought and sold
land—he became reclusive, suffering illnesses and
depression. He died, unmarried, in 1824. His true
identity as David Bushnell, inventor of the Turtle,
was only discovered at the reading of his will.
The fate of the original Turtle may be unknown,
but its legacy continues. Bushnell's Turtle was the
first submersible to use water as ballast, a screw propeller, and a snorkel. Bushnell also proved that
one could detonate gunpowder bombs underwater.
Today's submarines owe their existence to the experiments
and dreams of this Yankee Patriot.
Janice Pruchnicki is the author of Divine Soldier:
A Biography of Samuel Wheelock Fiske/From
Pastor to Civil War Soldier. The research for her
recently completed biography of Cornelius Scranton
Bushnell (instrumental in the building of the ironclad
USS Monitor) led her to discover Bushnell's ancestor
and inspiration: David Bushnell. Ms. Pruchnicki lives
in Madison, Connecticut, not far from where David
Bushnell built the Turtle.
Editor's Note: the Connecticut River Museum is
the center of Turtle research, and proudly displays the
original 1977 operational replica, a new and fully
interactive Turtle, and an interactive kiosk which
allows visitors to explore everything known about the
Turtle. You can learn more about the submarine and
the Connecticut River Museum at http://www.ctrivermuseum.org. Also, be on the lookout for a new book
by Roy Manstan, which promises to be the definitive
book on the Turtle.


