Sapper

Edward Dodd

Edward Dodd, according to the 1st hand accounts of him, is the sort of soldier that no NCO wants anything to do with.  Every unit has a man like Edward Dodd and the Columbia Detachment was no different.

Edward Dodd joined the Corps of Royal Sappers and Miners and eventually found himself in the Search for Franklin in the Arctic, under the command of Dr. Rae.

"One evening a fat young fellow named Dodd, whilst toasting himself over a good fire, express[ed] to a companion, with much feeling ,the fear he entertained...of catching rheumatism from having got his feet or rather the soles of his moccasins slightly wet whist standing on the ice.  To one who had been wet for days together without intermission, the croaking of the young man was irresistibly ludicrous."

--From the journal of Dr. Rae,
during the Arctic expedition
in search of the Franklin Expedition, 1853.

Dodd volunteers for service in British Columbia with the Columbia Detachment, traveling with the main body of troops on the Thames City.
As a Sapper Dodd's Regimental Pay per Diem would have been 1s. 2 1/2d. plus Working Pay per Diem of 1s. to 4s.

One of the Naval customs is the "Crossing the Line" ceremony.  During this activity, one of the Men, dressed as Neptune, "shaves" the men who have not crossed the Equator before - Dodd was one of those men.

"To the sufferers and lookers-on, a description of the scenes that ensued would be superfluous, but to those who may have been prevented from seeing them, we may as well say that the "doctoring", the "shaving" and the "ducking" were all conducted in a most correct and scientific manner, and if they would like to form an idea of the extraordinary grimaces of the victims they had better come up tomorrow morning and see little Dodd in his shower bath.  All who have witnessed the latter operation must have noticed that this little gentleman is, to begin with, in a horrible funk the whole time, that he would give the world to open his mouth and have a good bellow, but that, not approving of the taste of salt water, he is obliged to keep his mouth shut and content himself with making horrible faces, wriggling and writhing until he looks as if he were all legs and arms.  Such were the faces of Neptune's victims who had similar objections to the taste of tar and grease, or even a nice little pill about the size of a pickled onion, the one great difference between them and little Dodd being that the younger gentleman always looks clean and nice after his ducking, while those who emerged from Neptune's bath looked equally dirty and disagreeable, especially about the chin.

--27th November, 1858
from The Emigrant Soldier's Gazette and Cape Horn Chronicle

The Thames City arrives on the 12th April, 1859 and 3 days later a number of Men get drunk in Victoria - Dodd was one of them.

April 15th 1859 - Getting out cargo and placing it on deck for the Steamer to take in.  Gossett was on board for some time.  In the Afternoon I, Luard and Seddall went on shore for a stroll.  The Country was beautiful.  We had a good view of Mount baker which is 16,000 Feet High.  We had 6 or 7 of our Men prisoners, several of them for being drunk

April 17th 1859 - The Detachment went on board the steamer "Eliza Anderson" at 3 AM and got under weigh about 4:30 AM.  I had some trouble with Sapper Dodd who was still a prisoner and so had him sent off in irons.

April 19th 1859 - The Steamer "Eliza Anderson" came alongside about 2PM.  We immediately set to work getting the cargo shifted into her.  Dodd tumbled down the Hatchery.  I took a boat manned with our own Men and went off at once to the "Pylades" and brought off the Surgeon.  He (Dodd) was cut about the head a good deal, but not seriously hurt.

--From the Journal of Lt. Lempriere, RE

The Columbia Detachment began the process of building a Camp at Queenborough as soon as they arrived. As it WAS a military camp, sentry posts were set up on the perimeter and manned by the Sappers - Dodd was one of them.

October 25th 1859 - Found Sapper Dodd asleep on his post when Sentry on the Main Road.  I made him a prisoner of.

--from the Journal of Lt. Lempriere, RE