Battle of Jasper Roads: Part 2

Acknowledgement:

Welcome to the 80th follower of theis blog, Mike Gindling.  My thanks, and welcome aboard!

Also to recent commentators.  You have been most generous in your remarks and observations.  To Gowan, thanks for pointing out a chronological glitch - an anachronism, in fact.

This is a picture of Admiral Gantheaume
Who once led a diplomatic mission to Rome.
The purpose of the visit was a mystery to some
who wondered why on earth he had come;
But there was no mystery at all to many,
knowing that of purpose the trip had not any;
And the enigma had already been solved to most,
who suspected that the mission had no purpose to boast.
Having paid his respects to the Bishop of Rome,
Admiral Gantheaume led his mission back home.

Despite some very helpful suggestions of several commentators - all good ideas - I shall acknowledge the error.  Wireless was not invented in 1877, though wire-tapping definitely had been.  I'll attribute the confusion to the rather beguiling but bewildered historiographer, J. Eccleston ffforbes-Mugglesworthy, whose rattling fast-paced yarns are besprinkled - seasoned withal - with inaccuracy and error.  Not to mention downright lies.  That's my story, anyhow.

Azurian ships Ixolite and Xaviera bombarding Highestoft.
Shore guns' response hits Ixolite before being silenced.

The Narrative Resumes:

Suffice it to say, that long before the present outbreak of hostilities, the Ruberian Admiralty had set up a special Office - the Telecommunications Intelligence Gathering, Evaluation and Response Service (TIGERS) - with listening posts scattered  not only within Azuria, but throughout the whole of Europeia at large.  That the Azurian Troisieme Bureau (among others) might have achieved a similar establishment within their own telephone and telegraph networks seemed not to have occurred to Loncester bureaucrats.

Ruberian shore battery falls silent...

Now, it was the usual practice of the diligent Admiral Gantheaume to notify by telephone or telegraph, not only his ship captains, but also the Ministry of Marine where he would be found during the following night, whether aboard ship, or ashore.  Not wishing to draw attention to his  assumption of personal command of the raid he had reluctantly undertaken, he omitted this usual practice.  But his omission also to send any substitute message was not lost upon the listening TIGERS.  At once the Lords of the admiralty in Loncester were notified, the alerts sent to Rosyth and Scarper Flora, and the fleet put upon instant readiness.

Rear-Admiral Doughty's flagship, HMS Indefatigable leading
his squadron into action

Something was afoot, that much was certain.  Nothing, of course was heard from the Azurian Admiral for several hours, until the early hours of Wednesday morning the Admiralty telegraph receivers began a frantic chattering.  Highestoft was under fire from the sea.  An Azurian naval force, for sure.  The shore battery had responded vigorously but was soon silenced.  My Lords of the Admiralty could only wait, and hope that Doughty would arrive betimes at the scene.

Meanwhile, before its last gun was knocked out, the shore battery had put at least one effective shot aboard the Azurian squadron.  Gantheaume's temporary flagship, Ixolite had received a hit amidships that had started a fire.  The Admiral was inclined to think that if nothing worse happened, this raid might be termed a success.  It was a hope not to be realised.

The moment steam had been raised, Rear-Admiral Sir Desmond Doughty, in Indefatigable, put to sea in the early afternoon of 13 March 1877, together with Inflexible and Implacable, and set a course to the south east. The weather was, as usual at that time of the year squally with intermittent heavy rain and winds from the north east. As evening drew in, however, the breeze dropped as it veered right round to the south west, the sun burst through spectacularly on the western horizon, the skies cleared, and a moon well past its first quarter lit up the sea. Tarborough was passed without incident, as was Great Barmouth, here Doughty altered his course to the south. 

Still no sight nor sound of the enemy.  Were the TIGER boffins mistaken?

Shortly after 0400 hours, the lookouts reported flashes to the south by west. Highestoft! Of course! 

First salvos catch the Azurians by surprise.  Ixolite takes
further damage from HMS Implacable, her rear turret knocked out.

At once the crews were ordered to battle stations, as Doughty continued on a course due south.  He planned to be seaward of the enemy with full broadsides available before he opened fire. Just as the last Azurian broadsides were being fired into the town, Azurian lookouts were startled by rippling flashes seen on the horizon just north of east.  That they hadn't seen any other sign of the Ruberians approaching on such a clear moonlit night, had to be due to the sea haze that is always a feature of the Northern Sea. 

Gantheaume's bold yet desperate response, turning towards his enemy

The Ruberians' first  salvo was particularly effective.  One shell from HMS Implacable slammed into Ixolite's rear turret and knocked it out.  Gantheaume at once ordered a 90 degree course change to starboard, followed quickly after by another, to bring his course parallel to the Ruberians.  In so doing he was taking a fearful risk, but he dared not try any other measure that would place the more powerful Ruberian squadron between himself and home.  His fears had been realised: this had been one raid too many.  

Now on parallel courses.  Ixolite is in a bad way, but Xaviera
strikes Indefatigable amidships.

As the range shortened Ixolite and Xaviera both took hits, and the former was now left with no guns in action.  As the Azurians turned onto its southern course, Xaviera at last landed a hit upon Indefatigable.   All the same, it would have been a poor lookout for Gantheaume and his ships but for the piece of good fortune that saved him.  

Sea fog approaching from the south.
Gantheaume's salvation?

A thick sea fog had been developing in the south and was rapidly approaching the embattled squadrons.  The final salvoes from both sides were ineffective, before they both disappeared into the murk.  There the action ended.  Doughty altered course a few points to starboard to try and edge down upon the enemy's last known course; but Gantheaume had within a minute or two of entering the fog ordered a 90 degree turn to port.  Undetected in the white-out conditions, the Azurians passed behind the Ruberian squadron, and by the time the fog had dispersed with the breaking dawn, they were well over the eastern horizon.  Not wholly satisfied, Rear-Admiral Sir Desmond Doughty turned for home.  

Final salvos do damage to neither side.
The action draws to an inconclusive close.

The reaction of public opinion in Ruberia and Azuria were a study in contrasts.  Admiral Gantheame arrived home to a hero's welcome (much to his surprise), having destroyed an enemy shore battery, taken on a much more powerful enemy squadron and brought home his ships intact.  That his flagship Ixolite had been in a near sinking condition when she entered the port at Ville-Eglise served merely to add to his glory.

Ruberian response to the action proved quite the reverse.  Rear-Admiral Doughty came in for much criticism, and only his immensely high standing in public esteem saved him from a court martial.  As it was, a public inquiry led to the fall of Sir Winston Kirkridge as First Lord of the admiralty and of Admiral of the Fleet Sir Jno. Angler as Naval Commander in Chief.  That role was to be taken by Sir Jno. Jellibene, newly promoted to Admiral of the Red Squadron.

When the test would come, the new C-in-C would find the weight of public expectation heavy upon his shoulders.

This brief encounter was of course a little play test of my new '4 hits to sink' amendment of my one brain cell rule set earlier published.  All naval actions have some kind of time limit, of course, and I have decided upon reaching the edge of the board as a rather arbitrary form of conclusion.  As this action was fought on an area less than 2' square it was never going to be a long drawn-out affair!  Even so, The Azurians were very lucky to get off with both vessels...

The Battle of Jasper Roads: Part 1.

Before beginning this narrative, permit me to acknowledge two new ... members? followers? ... of this blogspot: Chris Johnson and Foss1066.  Some time ago, Springinsfield and Williamthenotsoyounganymore (Dig the cartoons, man!) joined also.  I appreciate your attention and your company.

Prologue.
In the many and interminable wars between the rival states of Azuria and Ruberia, one or the other has had occasion to call upon allies to aid them in adversity.  The Azurophile Czar of the eastern Empire of Porphyria was generally ready to answer the call of the Republic; whilst the Azurophobic Kaiser of Grauheim was as apt to join forces with his cousin, the king of Ruberia.

Azurian North Sea Battle Fleet; Admiral Georges Gantheaume
commanding in Valiant.

The war of 1877 was one such.  In the few relatively peaceful years preceding, all the navies had been building  up their naval resources and technologies, but were prudentially keen before spending too much of their nations' revenues, to test their 'hearts of iron' in battle.  Curiously enough, all four of the great powers had settled upon developments along the lines of the Monitor gunboats, but engineered to the scale of lines-of-battle ships rather than inshore vessels.  Their designs proved to be remarkably similar.  That one might have expected this did not stop agitators in certain quarters fling about accusations of espionage, treason and plot.

Ruberian Battle Fleet: Sir Jno. Jellibene,
Admiral of the White, commanding.

When the 1876 winter talks between the plenipotentiaries of Ruberia and Azuria inevitably broke down, both sides hastily sped up their naval programmes.  No one knew for sure the cause of the cessation of dialogue.  The Ambassador of Azuria was said to have tugged the beard of the Ruberian Envoy, whereat the latter had tweaked the ends of Ambassador's generous moustaches.  What led to that witty exchange no one was willing recall exactly.  For their part, neither Kaiser nor Czar were willing to try cases, but almost fell over themselves offering their respective navies in support of their preferred ally.

The Porphyrian Fleet.  Vice-Admiral S.S. Skratchyurich's flag
flies over the Tsarina Ekaterina.

It transpired, however, that neither's navy was in quite a fit state to enter hostilities, for all the usual reasons that attend an overhasty commitment to war.  So the Azurian fleet stood to at their anchorages, whilst the Ruberian waited at theirs.  Galled into action but the apparently interminable wait, the Azurian Government authorised Admiral Gantheaume to take a small squadron and bombard eastern Ruberian cities.  The hope was that such an affront would goad the Ruberian navy to respond, and thus bring on a general sea battle.

The Grauheim High Seas Fleet.  Vice-Admiral Jochen von der Lust
carries his flag in SMS Derffinger.

Quite why the good Admiral was chosen to lead this task was as much a mystery to him as it was to everyone else.  Of his great-grandfather, also an Admiral, some wag epitaphographer had penned this rhyme:
     'Here lies the body of Admiral Gantheaume
      Who sailed his fleet from Brest to Bartheaume;
      Then, aided by a wind from the west,
      Sailed his fleet from Bartheaume to Brest.'  (not original)
It seems the great-grandson bore the stamp of his forebear: an honest toiler, but no fire-eater.

Nevertheless, the bombardments of Great Barmouth
and Tarborough went ahead, silencing the shore batteries (a worthwhile military outcome), but raising a loud outcry from the cities' burghers.  To assuage the legitimate fears of eastern city and sea port dwellers, the Royal Navy detailed half its Northern Sea Fleet to Rosyth, much closer to the endangered cities than it usual anchorage at Scarper Flora.  Other than that, the only further precaution from the Navy was to increase the numbers and vigilance of its wireless intercept corps along the border with Azuria.

For a month, six weeks, eight, Admiral Gantheaume waited.  So did the Republican Government, but with much less patience.  Rounding upon the harried Admiral by telephone, the Minister of Marine, himself having just emerged from a lively interview with M. President, ordered him, on pain of instant dismissal and court martial, once more to undertake a 'special mission' to one of the Ruberian sea ports.

The Admiral chose Highestoft: the nearest target, whose small shore battery made the thing just barely worthwhile.  An objective further north he dared not risk; nearer his home ports there were none to be had.  Knowing the risk that would be run, he chose his Third Division vessels Ixolite and Xaviera for the task.  Shifting his flag to Ixolite, he would lead the expedition himself.   At about 1600 hrs, Tuesday 13 March 1877, the two Azurian warships quietly slipped out of the harbour of Ville-Eglise and turned north.  Little did they or their Admiral know that an overlooked, but apparently minor, detail  had alerted the Admiralty at Loncester that something was afoot.  Even before Gantheaume's little squadron had raised steam, Rear-Admiral of the Blue, Sir Desmond Doughty was at sea, with three battleships eager to try conclusions with the upstart Republican Navy...

Aside...
As you will have noticed in the pictures, I have placed all the vessels on stands made of a thin type of polystyrene (or similar) packing material.  Rather than sit them on top, I carved out depressions for the ships to 'sink' into, which gives the effect (I think) of floating.  The stands still look like stands, of course, that can't be helped.  Otherwise, I won't trouble to paint the ships, but may give them identifying markers, possibly flags for flag officers' vessels.