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<h2>THE WEST INDIA PIRATES</h2>
<i>
Containing Accounts of their Atrocities, Manners of Living,
&c., with proceedings of the Squadron under Commodore Porter in
those seas, the victory and death of Lieutenant Allen, the
interesting Narrative of Captain Lincoln, &c.
</i>
<p>Those innumerable groups of islands, keys and sandbanks, known
as the West-Indies, are peculiarly adapted from their locality and
formation, to be a favorite resort for pirates; many of them are
composed of coral rocks, on which a few cocoa trees raise their
lofty heads; where there is sufficient earth for vegetation between
the interstices of the rocks, stunted brushwood grows. But a chief
peculiarity of some of the islands, and which renders them suitable
to those who frequent them as pirates, are the numerous caves with
which the rocks are perforated; some of them are above high-water
mark, but the majority with the sea water flowing in and out of
them, in some cases merely rushing in at high-water filling deep
pools, which are detached from each other when the tide recedes, in
others with a sufficient depth of water to allow a large boat to
float in. It is hardly necessary to observe how convenient the
higher and dry caves are as receptacles for articles which are
intended to be concealed, until an opportunity occurs to dispose of
them. The Bahamas, themselves are a singular group of isles, reefs
and quays; consisting of several hundred in number, and were the
chief resort of pirates in old times, but now they are all rooted
from them; they are low and not elevated, and are more than 600
miles in extent, cut up into numerous intricate passages and
channels, full of sunken rocks and coral reefs. They afforded a
sure retreat to desperadoes. Other islands are full of mountain
fastnesses, where all pursuit can be eluded. Many of the low shores
are skirted, and the islands covered by the mangrove, a singular
tree, shooting fresh roots as it grows, which, when the tree is at
its full age, may be found six or eight feet from the ground, to
which the shoots gradually tend in regular succession; the leaf is
very thick and stiff and about eight inches long and nine wide, the
interval between the roots offer secure hiding places for those who
are suddenly pursued. Another circumstance assists the pirate when
pursued.--As the islands belong to several different nations, when
pursued from one island he can pass to that under the jurisdiction
of another power. And as permission must be got by those in pursuit
of him, from the authorities of the island to land and take him, he
thus gains time to secrete himself. A tropical climate is suited to
a roving life, and liquor as well as dissolute women being in great
abundance, to gratify him during his hours of relaxation, makes
this a congenial region for the lawless.</p>
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<h4><i>A Piratical Vessel destroying a Merchant Ship.</i></h4>
The crews of pirate vessels in these seas are chiefly composed of
Spaniards, Portuguese, French, Mulattoes, Negroes, and a few
natives of other countries. The island of Cuba is the great nest of
pirates at the present day, and at the Havana, piracy is as much
tolerated as any other profession. As the piracies committed in
these seas, during a single year, have amounted to more than fifty,
we shall give only a few accounts of the most interesting.
<p>In November 1821, the brig Cobbessecontee, Captain Jackson,
sailed from Havana, on the morning of the 8th for Boston, and on
the evening of the same day, about four miles from the Moro, was
brought to by a piratical sloop containing about 30 men. A boat
from her, with 10 men, came alongside, and soon after they got on
board commenced plundering. They took nearly all the clothing from
the captain and mate--all the cooking utensils and spare
rigging--unrove part of the running rigging--cut the small
cable--broke the compasses--cut the mast's coats to pieces--took
from the captain his watch and four boxes cigars--and from the
cargo three bales cochineal and six boxes cigars. They beat the
mate unmercifully, and hung him up by the neck under the maintop.
They also beat the captain severely--broke a large broad sword
across his back, and ran a long knife through his thigh, so that he
almost bled to death. Captain Jackson saw the sloop at Regla the
day before.</p>
<p>Captain Jackson informs us, and we have also been informed by
other persons from the Havana, that this system of piracy is openly
countenanced by some of the inhabitants of that place--who say that
it is a retaliation on the Americans for interfering against the
Slave Trade.</p>
<p>About this time the ship Liverpool Packet, Ricker, of
Portsmouth, N.H., was boarded off Cape St. Antonio, Cuba, by two
piratical schooners; two barges containing thirty or forty men,
robbed the vessel of every thing movable, even of her <i>flags</i>,
rigging, and a boat which happened to be afloat, having a boy in
it, which belonged to the ship. They held a consultation whether
they should murder the crew, as they had done before, or not--in
the mean time taking the ship into anchoring ground. On bringing
her to anchor, the crew saw a brig close alongside, burnt to the
water's edge, and three dead bodies floating near her. The pirates
said they had burnt the brig the day before, and <i>
murdered all
the crew!
</i>--and intended doing the same with them. They said
"look at the turtles (meaning the dead bodies) you will soon be the
same." They said the vessel was a Baltimore brig, which they had
robbed and burnt, and murdered the crew as before stated, of which
they had little doubt. Captain Ricker was most shockingly bruised
by them. The mate was hung till he was supposed to be dead, but
came to, and is now alive. They told the captain that they belonged
in Regla, and should kill them all to prevent discovery.</p>
<p>In 1822, the United States had several cruisers among the
West-India islands, to keep the pirates in check. Much good was
done but still many vessels were robbed and destroyed, together
with their crews. This year the brave Lieutenant Allen fell by the
hand of pirates; he was in the United States schooner Alligator,
and receiving intelligence at Matanzas, that several vessels which
had sailed from that port, had been taken by the pirates, and were
then in the bay of Lejuapo. He hastened to their assistance. He
arrived just in time to save five sail of vessels which he found in
possession of a gang of pirates, 300 strong, established in the bay
of Lejuapo, about 15 leagues east of this. He fell, pierced by two
musket balls, in the van of a division of boats, attacking their
principal vessel, a fine schooner of about eighty tons, with a long
eighteen pounder on a pivot, and four smaller guns, <i>
with the
bloody flag nailed to the mast
</i>. Himself, Captain Freeman of
Marines, and twelve men, were in the boat, much in advance of his
other boats, and even took possession of the schooner, after a
desperate resistance, which nothing but a bravery almost too daring
could have overcome. The pirates, all but one, escaped by taking to
their boats and jumping overboard, before the Alligator's boat
reached them. Two other schooners escaped by the use of their oars,
the wind being light.</p>
<p>Captain Allen survived about four hours, during which his
conversation evinced a composure and firmness of mind, and
correctness of feeling, as honorable to his character, and more
consoling to his friends, than even the dauntless bravery he before
exhibited.</p>
<p>The surgeon of the Alligator in a letter to a friend, says, "He
continued giving orders and conversing with Mr. Dale and the rest
of us, until a few minutes before his death, with a degree of
cheerfulness that was little to be expected from a man in his
condition. He said he wished his relatives and his country to know
that he had fought well, and added that he died in peace and good
will towards all the world, and hoped for his reward in the
next."</p>
<p>Lieutenant Allen had but few equals in the service. He was
ardently devoted to the interest of his country, was brave,
intelligent, and accomplished in his profession. He displayed,
living and dying, a magnanimity that sheds lustre on his relatives,
his friends, and his country.</p>
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<h4><i>Horrid Piracy and Murder by a Mexican "privateer."</i></h4>
About this time Captain Lincoln fell into the hands of the pirates,
and as his treatment shows the peculiar habits and practices of
these wretches, we insert the very interesting narrative of the
captain.
<p>The schooner Exertion, Captain Lincoln, sailed from Boston,
bound for Trinidad de Cuba, Nov. 13th, 1821, with the following
crew; Joshua Bracket, mate; David Warren, cook; and Thomas Young,
Francis De Suze, and George Reed, seamen.</p>
<p>The cargo consisted of flour, beef, pork, lard, butter, fish,
beans, onions, potatoes, apples, hams, furniture, sugar box shooks,
&c., invoiced at about eight thousand dollars. Nothing
remarkable occurred during the passage, except much bad weather,
until my capture, which was as follows:--</p>
<p>Monday, December 17th, 1821, commenced with fine breezes from
the eastward. At daybreak saw some of the islands northward of Cape
Cruz, called Keys--stood along northwest; every thing now seemed
favorable for a happy termination of our voyage. At 3 o'clock,
P.M., saw a sail coming round one of the Keys, into a channel
called Boca de Cavolone by the chart, nearly in latitude 20°
55' north, longitude 79° 55' west, she made directly for us
with all sails set, sweeps on both sides (the wind being light) and
was soon near enough for us to discover about forty men on her
deck, armed with muskets, blunderbusses, cutlasses, long knives,
dirks, &c., two carronades, one a twelve, the other a six
pounder; she was a schooner, wearing the Patriot flag (blue, white
and blue) of the Republic of Mexico. I thought it not prudent to
resist them, should they be pirates, with a crew of seven men, and
only five muskets; accordingly ordered the arms and ammunition to
be immediately stowed away in as secret a place as possible, and
suffer her to speak us, hoping and believing that a republican flag
indicated both honor and friendship from those who wore it, and
which we might expect even from Spaniards. But how great was my
astonishment, when the schooner having approached very near us,
hailed in English, and ordered me to heave my boat out immediately
and come on board of her with my papers.--Accordingly my boat was
hove out, but filled before I could get into her.--I was then
ordered to tack ship and lay by for the pirates' boat to board me;
which was done by Bolidar, their first lieutenant, with six or
eight Spaniards armed with as many of the before mentioned weapons
as they could well sling about their bodies. They drove me into the
boat, and two of them rowed me to their privateer (as they called
their vessel), where I shook hands with their commander, Captain
Jonnia, a Spaniard, who before looking at my papers, ordered
Bolidar, his lieutenant, to follow the Mexican in, back of the Key
they had left, which was done. At 6 o'clock, P.M., the Exertion was
anchored in eleven feet water, near this vessel, and an island,
which they called Twelve League Key (called by the chart Key
Largo), about thirty or thirty-five leagues from Trinidad. After
this strange conduct they began examining my papers by a Scotchman
who went by the name of Nickola, their sailing master.--He spoke
good English, had a countenance rather pleasing, although his beard
and mustachios had a frightful appearance--his face, apparently
full of anxiety, indicated something in my favor; he gave me my
papers, saying "take good care of them, for I am afraid you have
fallen into bad hands." The pirates' boat was then sent to the
Exertion with more men and arms; a part of them left on board her;
the rest returning with three of my crew to their vessel; viz.,
Thomas Young, Thomas Goodall, and George Reed--they treated them
with something to drink, and offered them equal shares with
themselves, and some money, if they would enlist, but they could
not prevail on them. I then requested permission to go on board my
vessel which was granted, and further requested Nickola should go
with me, but was refused by the captain, who vociferated in a harsh
manner, "No, No, No." accompanied with a heavy stamp upon the deck.
When I got on board, I was invited below by Bolidar, where I found
they had emptied the case of liquors, and broken a cheese to pieces
and crumbled it on the table and cabin floor; the pirates, elated
with their prize (as they called it), had drank so much as to make
them desperately abusive. I was permitted to lie down in my berth;
but, reader, if you have ever been awakened by a gang of armed,
desperadoes, who have taken possession of your habitation in the
midnight hour, you can imagine my feelings.--Sleep was a stranger
to me, and anxiety was my guest. Bolidar, however, pretended
friendship, and flattered me with the prospect of being soon set at
liberty. But I found him, as I suspected, a consummate hypocrite;
indeed, his very looks indicated it. He was a stout and well built
man, of a dark, swarthy complexion, with keen, ferocious eyes, huge
whiskers, and beard under his chin and on his lips, four or five
inches long; he was a Portuguese by birth, but had become a
naturalized Frenchman--had a wife, if not children (as I was told)
in France, and was well known there as commander of a first rate
privateer. His appearance was truly terrific; he could talk some
English, and had a most lion-like voice.</p>
<p>Tuesday, 18th.--Early this morning the captain of the pirates
came on board the Exertion; took a look at the cabin stores, and
cargo in the state rooms, and then ordered me back with him to his
vessel, where he, with his crew, held a consultation for some time
respecting the cargo. After which, the interpreter, Nickola, told
me that "the captain had, or pretended to have, a commission under
General Traspelascus, commander-in-chief of the republic of Mexico,
authorizing him to take all cargoes whatever of provisions, bound
to any royalist Spanish port--that my cargo being bound to an
enemy's port, must be condemned; but that the vessel should be
given up and be put into a fair channel for Trinidad, where I was
bound." I requested him to examine the papers thoroughly, and
perhaps he would be convinced to the contrary, and told him my
cargo was all American property taken in at Boston, and consigned
to an American gentleman, agent at Trinidad. But the captain would
not take the trouble, but ordered both vessels under way
immediately, and commenced beating up amongst the Keys through most
of the day, the wind being very light. They now sent their boats on
board the Exertion for stores, and commenced plundering her of
bread, butter, lard, onions, potatoes, fish, beans, &c., took
up some sugar box shocks that were on deck, and found the barrels
of apples; selected the best of them and threw the rest overboard.
They inquired for spirits, wine, cider, &c. and were told "they
had already taken all that was on board." But not satisfied they
proceeded to search the state rooms and forcastle, ripped up the
floor of the later and found some boxes of bottled cider, which
they carried to their vessel, gave three cheers, in an exulting
manner to me, and then began drinking it with such freedom, that a
violent quarrel arose between officers and men, which came very
near ending in bloodshed. I was accused of falsehood, for saying
they had got all the liquors that were on board, and I thought they
had; the truth was, I never had any bill of lading of the cider,
and consequently had no recollection of its being on board; yet it
served them as an excuse for being insolent. In the evening peace
was restored and they sung songs. I was suffered to go below for
the night, and they placed a guard over me, stationed at the
companion way.</p>
<p>Wednesday, 19th, commenced with moderate easterly winds, beating
towards the northeast, the pirate's boats frequently going on board
the Exertion for potatoes, fish, beans, butter, &c. which were
used with great waste and extravagance. They gave me food and
drink, but of bad quality, more particularly the victuals, which
was wretchedly cooked. The place assigned me to eat was covered
with dirt and vermin. It appeared that their great object was to
hurt my feelings with threats and observations, and to make my
situation as unpleasant as circumstances would admit. We came to
anchor near a Key, called by them Brigantine, where myself and mate
were permitted to go on shore, but were guarded by several armed
pirates. I soon returned to the Mexican and my mate to the
Exertion, with George Reed, one of my crew; the other two being
kept on board the Mexican. In the course of this day I had
considerable conversation with Nickola, who appeared well disposed
towards me. He lamented most deeply his own situation, for he was
one of those men, whose early good impressions were not entirely
effaced, although confederated with guilt. He told me "those who
had taken me were no better than pirates, and their end would be
the halter; but," he added, with peculiar emotion, "I will never be
hung as a pirate," showing me a bottle of laudanum which he had
found in my medicine chest, saying, "If we are taken, that shall
cheat the hangman, before we are condemned." I endeavored to get it
from him, but did not succeed. I then asked him how he came to be
in such company, as he appeared to be dissatisfied. He stated, that
he was at New Orleans last summer, out of employment, and became
acquainted with one Captain August Orgamar, a Frenchman, who had
bought a small schooner of about fifteen tons, and was going down
to the bay of Mexico to get a commission under General
Traspelascus, in order to go a privateering under the patriot flag.
Capt. Orgamar made him liberal offers respecting shares, and
promised him a sailing master's berth, which he accepted and
embarked on board the schooner, without sufficiently reflecting on
the danger of such an undertaking. Soon after she sailed from
Mexico, where they got a commission, and the vessel was called
Mexican. They made up a complement of twenty men, and after
rendering the General some little service, in transporting his
troops to a place called ---- proceeded on a cruise; took some
small prizes off Campeachy; afterwards came on the south coast of
Cuba, where they took other small prizes, and the one which we were
now on board of. By this time the crew were increased to about
forty, nearly one half Spaniards, the others Frenchmen and
Portuguese. Several of them had sailed out of ports in the United
States with American protections; but, I confidently believe, none
are natives, especially of the northern states. I was careful in
examining the men, being desirous of knowing if any of my
countrymen were among this wretched crew; but am satisfied there
were none, and my Scotch friend concurred in the opinion. And now,
with a new vessel, which was the prize of these plunderers, they
sailed up Manganeil bay; previously, however, they fell in with an
American schooner, from which they bought four barrels of beef, and
paid in tobacco. At the Bay was an English brig belonging to
Jamaica, owned by Mr. John Louden of that place. On board of this
vessel the Spanish part of the crew commenced their depredations as
pirates, although Captain Orgamar and Nickola protested against it,
and refused any participation; but they persisted, and like so many
ferocious blood-hounds, boarded the brig, plundered the cabin,
stores, furniture, captain's trunk, &c., took a hogshead of
rum, one twelve pound carronade, some rigging and sails. One of
them plundered the chest of a sailor, who made some resistance, so
that the Spaniard took his cutlass, and beat and wounded him
without mercy. Nickola asked him "why he did it?" the fellow
answered, "I will let you know," and took up the cook's axe and
gave him a cut on the head, which nearly deprived him of life. Then
they ordered Captain Orgamar to leave his vessel, allowing him his
trunk and turned him ashore, to seek for himself. Nickola begged
them to dismiss him with his captain, but no, no, was the answer;
for they had no complete navigator but him. After Captain Orgamar
was gone, they put in his stead the present brave (or as I should
call him cowardly) Captain Jonnia, who headed them in plundering
the before mentioned brig, and made Bolidar their first lieutenant,
and then proceeded down among those Keys or Islands, where I was
captured. This is the amount of what my friend Nickola told me of
their history.</p>
<p>Saturday, 22d.--Both vessels under way standing to the eastward,
they ran the Exertion aground on a bar, but after throwing
overboard most of her deck load of shooks, she floated off; a pilot
was sent to her, and she was run into a narrow creek between two
keys, where they moored her head and stern along side of the
mangrove trees, set down her yards and topmasts, and covered her
mast heads and shrouds with bushes to prevent her being seen by
vessels which might pass that way. I was then suffered to go on
board my own vessel, and found her in a very filthy condition;
sails torn, rigging cut to pieces, and every thing in the cabin in
waste and confusion. The swarms of moschetoes and sand-flies made
it impossible to get any sleep or rest. The pirate's large boat was
armed and manned under Bolidar, and sent off with letters to a
merchant (as they called him) by the name of Dominico, residing in
a town called Principe, on the main island of Cuba. I was told by
one of them, who could speak English, that Principe was a very
large and populous town, situated at the head of St. Maria, which
was about twenty miles northeast from where we lay, and the Keys
lying around us were called Cotton Keys.--The captain pressed into
his service Francis de Suze, one of my crew, saying that he was one
of his countrymen. Francis was very reluctant in going, and said to
me, with tears in his eyes, "I shall do nothing but what I am
obliged to do, and will not aid in the least to hurt you or the
vessel; I am very sorry to leave you." He was immediately put on
duty and Thomas Goodall sent back to the Exertion.</p>
<p>Sunday, 23d.--Early this morning a large number of the pirates
came on board of the Exertion, threw out the long boat, broke open
the hatches, and took out considerable of the cargo, in search of
rum, gin, &c., still telling me "I had some and they would find
it," uttering the most awful profaneness. In the afternoon their
boat returned with a perough, having on board the captain, his
first lieutenant and seven men of a patriot or piratical vessel
that was chased ashore at Cape Cruz by a Spanish armed brig. These
seven men made their escape in said boat, and after four days,
found our pirates and joined them; the remainder of the crew being
killed or taken prisoners.</p>
<p>Monday, 24th.--Their boat was manned and sent to the
before-mentioned town.--I was informed by a line from Nickola, that
the pirates had a man on board, a native of Principe, who, in the
garb of a sailor, was a partner with Dominico, but I could not get
sight of him. This lets us a little into the plans by which this
atrocious system of piracy has been carried on. Merchants having
partners on board of these pirates! thus pirates at sea and robbers
on land are associated to destroy the peaceful trader. The
willingness exhibited by the seven above-mentioned men, to join our
gang of pirates, seems to look like a general understanding among
them; and from there being merchants on shore so base as to
encourage the plunder and vend the goods, I am persuaded there has
been a systematic confederacy on the part of these unprincipled
desperadoes, under cover of the patriot flag; and those on land are
no better than those on the sea. If the governments to whom they
belong know of the atrocities committed (and I have but little
doubt they do) they deserve the execration of all mankind.</p>
<p>Thursday, 27th.--A gang of the pirates came and stripped our
masts of the green bushes, saying, "she appeared more like a sail
than trees"--took one barrel of bread and one of potatoes, using
about one of each every day. I understood they were waiting for
boats to take the cargo; for the principal merchant had gone to
Trinidad.</p>
<p>Sunday, 30th.--The beginning of trouble! This day, which
peculiarly reminds Christians of the high duties of compassion and
benevolence, was never observed by these pirates. This, of course,
we might expect, as they did not often know when the day came, and
if they knew it, it was spent in gambling. The old saying among
seamen, "no Sunday off soundings," was not thought of; and even
this poor plea was not theirs, for they were on soundings and often
at anchor.--Early this morning, the merchant, as they called him,
came with a large boat for the cargo. I was immediately ordered
into the boat with my crew, not allowed any breakfast, and carried
about three miles to a small island out of sight of the Exertion,
and left there by the side of a little pond of thick, muddy water,
which proved to be very brackish, with nothing to eat but a few
biscuits. One of the boat's men told us the merchant was afraid of
being recognized, and when he had gone the boat would return for
us; but we had great reason to apprehend they would deceive us, and
therefore passed the day in the utmost anxiety. At night, however,
the boats came and took us again on board the Exertion; when, to
our surprise and astonishment, we found they had broken open the
trunks and chests, and taken all our wearing apparel, not even
leaving a shirt or pair of pantaloons, nor sparing a small
miniature of my wife which was in my trunk. The little money I and
my mate had, with some belonging to the owners, my mate had
previously distributed about the cabin in three or four parcels,
while I was on board the pirate, for we dare not keep it about us;
one parcel in a butter pot they did not discover.--Amidst the hurry
with which I was obliged to go to the before-mentioned island, I
fortunately snatched by vessel's papers, and hid them in my bosom,
which the reader will find was a happy circumstance for me. My
writing desk, with papers, accounts, &c., all Mr. Lord's
letters (the gentlemen to whom my cargo was consigned) and several
others were taken and maliciously destroyed. My medicine chest,
which I so much wanted, was kept for their own use. What their
motive could be to take my papers I could not imagine, except they
had hopes of finding bills of lading for some Spaniards, to clear
them from piracy. Mr. Bracket had some notes and papers of
consequence to him, which shared the same fate. My quadrant,
charts, books and bedding were not yet taken, but I found it
impossible to hide them, and they were soon gone from my sight.</p>
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<i>
A Cave in the Caicos group of the West India
Islands.
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Tuesday, January 1st, 1822--A sad new-year's day to me. Before
breakfast orders came for me to cut down the Exertion's railing and
bulwarks on one side, for their vessel to heave out by, and clean
her bottom. On my hesitating a little they observed with anger,
"very well, captain, suppose you no do it quick, we do it for you."
Directly afterwards another boat full of armed men came along side;
they jumped on deck with swords drawn, and ordered all of us into
her immediately; I stepped below, in hopes of getting something
which would be of service to us; but the captain hallooed, "Go into
the boat directly or I will fire upon you." Thus compelled to obey,
we were carried, together with four Spanish prisoners, to a small,
low island or key of sand in the shape of a half moon, and partly
covered with mangrove trees; which was about one mile from and in
sight of my vessel. There they left nine of us, with a little
bread, flour, fish, lard, a little coffee and molasses; two or
three kegs of water, which was brackish; an old sail for a
covering, and a pot and some other articles no way fit to cook in.
Leaving us these, which were much less than they appear in the
enumeration, they pushed off, saying, "we will come to see you in a
day or two." Selecting the best place, we spread the old sail for
an awning; but no place was free from flies, moschetoes, snakes,
the venomous skinned scorpion, and the more venomous santipee.
Sometimes they were found crawling inside of our pantaloons, but
fortunately no injury was received. This afternoon the pirates hove
their vessel out by the Exertion and cleaned one side, using her
paints, oil, &c. for that purpose. To see my vessel in that
situation and to think of our prospects was a source of the deepest
distress. At night we retired to our tent; but having nothing but
the cold damp ground for a bed, and the heavy dew of night
penetrating the old canvass--the situation of the island being
fifty miles from the usual track of friendly vessels, and one
hundred and thirty-five from Trinidad--seeing my owner's property
so unjustly and wantonly destroyed--considering my condition, the
hands at whose mercy I was, and deprived of all hopes, rendered
sleep or rest a stranger to me.
<p>Friday, 4th.--Commenced with light winds and hot sun, saw a boat
coming from the Exertion, apparently loaded; she passed between two
small Keys to northward, supposed to be bound for Cuba. At sunset a
boat came and inquired if we wanted anything, but instead of adding
to our provisions, took away our molasses, and pushed off. We found
one of the Exertion's water casks, and several pieces of plank,
which we carefully laid up, in hopes of getting enough to make a
raft.</p>
<p>Saturday, 5th.--Pirates again in sight, coming from the
eastward; they beat up along side their prize, and commenced
loading. In the afternoon Nickola came to us, bringing with him two
more prisoners, which they had taken in a small sail boat coming
from Trinidad to Manganeil, one a Frenchman, the other a Scotchman,
with two Spaniards, who remained on board the pirate, and who
afterwards joined them. The back of one of these poor fellows was
extremely sore, having just suffered a cruel beating from Bolidar,
with the broad side of a cutlass. It appeared, that when the
officer asked him "where their money was, and how much," he
answered, "he was not certain but believed they had only two ounces
of gold"--Bolidar furiously swore he said "ten," and not finding
any more, gave him the beating. Nickola now related to me a
singular fact; which was, that the Spanish part of the crew were
determined to shoot him; that they tied him to the mast, and a man
was appointed for the purpose; but Lion, a Frenchman, his
particular friend, stepped up and told them, if they shot him they
must shoot several more; some of the Spaniards sided with him, and
he was released. Nickola told me, the reason for such treatment
was, that he continually objected to their conduct towards me, and
their opinion if he should escape, they would be discovered, as he
declared he would take no prize money. While with us he gave me a
letter written in great haste, which contains some particulars
respecting the cargo;--as follows:--<br/>
</p>
<p><i>January 4th,</i> 1822.</p>
<p>Sir,--We arrived here this morning, and before we came to
anchor, had five canoes alongside ready to take your cargo, part of
which we had in; and as I heard you express a wish to know what
they took out of her, to this moment, you may depend upon this
account of Jamieson for quality and quantity; if I have the same
opportunity you will have an account of the whole. The villain who
bought your cargo is from the town of Principe, his name is
Dominico, as to that it is all that I can learn; they have taken
your charts aboard the schooner Mexican, and I suppose mean to keep
them, as the other captain has agreed to act the same infamous part
in the tragedy of his life. Your clothes are here on board, but do
not let me flatter you that you will get them back; it may be so,
and it may not. Perhaps in your old age, when you recline with ease
in a corner of your cottage, you will have the goodness to drop a
tear of pleasure to the memory of him, whose highest ambition
should have been to subscribe himself, though devoted to the
gallows, your friend,</p>
<p>Excuse haste. NICKOLA MONACRE.<br/>
</p>
<p>Sunday, 6th.--The pirates were under way at sunrise, with a full
load of the Exertion's cargo, going to Principe again to sell a
second freight, which was done readily for cash. I afterwards heard
that the flour only fetched five dollars per barrel, when it was
worth at Trinidad thirteen; so that the villain who bought my cargo
at Principe, made very large profits by it.</p>
<p>Tuesday, 8th.--Early this morning the pirates in sight again,
with fore top sail and top gallant sail set; beat up along side of
the Exertion and commenced loading; having, as I supposed, sold and
discharged her last freight among some of the inhabitants of Cuba.
They appeared to load in great haste; and the song, "O he oh,"
which echoed from one vessel to the other, was distinctly heard by
us. How wounding was this to me! How different was this sound from
what it would have been, had I been permitted to pass unmolested by
these lawless plunderers, and been favored with a safe arrival at
the port of my destination, where my cargo would have found an
excellent sale. Then would the "O he oh," on its discharging, have
been a delightful sound to me. In the afternoon she sailed with the
perough in tow, both with a full load, having chairs, which was
part of the cargo, slung at her quarters.</p>
<p>Monday, 14th.--They again hove in sight, and beat up as usual,
along-side their prize. While passing our solitary island, they
laughed at our misery, which was almost insupportable--looking upon
us as though we had committed some heinous crime, and they had not
sufficiently punished us; they hallooed to us, crying out "Captain,
Captain," accompanied with obscene motions and words, with which I
shall not blacken these pages--yet I heard no check upon such
conduct, nor could I expect it among such a gang, who have no idea
of subordination on board, except when in chase of vessels, and
even then but very little. My resentment was excited at such a
malicious outrage, and I felt a disposition to revenge myself,
should fortune ever favor me with an opportunity. It was beyond
human nature not to feel and express some indignation at such
treatment.--Soon after, Bolidar, with five men, well armed, came to
us; he having a blunderbuss, cutlass, a long knife and pair of
pistols--but for what purpose did he come? He took me by the hand,
saying, "Captain, me speak with you, walk this way." I obeyed, and
when at some distance from my fellow prisoners, (his men following)
he said, "the captain send me for your <i>wash</i>" I pretended not
to understand what he meant, and replied, "I have no clothes, nor
any soap to wash with--you have taken them all," for I had kept my
watch about me, hoping they would not discover it. He demanded it
again as before; and was answered, "I have nothing to wash;" this
raised his anger, and lifting his blunderbuss, he roared out, "what
the d--l you call him that make clock? give it me." I considered it
imprudent to contend any longer, and submitted to his unlawful
demand. As he was going off, he gave me a small bundle, in which
was a pair of linen drawers, sent to me by Nickola, and also the
Rev. Mr. Brooks' "Family Prayer Book." This gave me great
satisfaction. Soon after, he returned with his captain, who had one
arm slung up, yet with as many implements of war, as his diminutive
wicked self could conveniently carry; he told me (through an
interpreter who was his prisoner.) "that on his cruize he had
fallen in with two Spanish privateers, and beat them off; but had
three of his men killed, and himself wounded in the arm"--Bolidar
turned to me and said, "it is a d--n lie"--which words proved to be
correct, for his arm was not wounded, and when I saw him again,
which was soon afterwards, he had forgotten to sling it up. He
further told me, "after tomorrow you shall go with your vessel, and
we will accompany you towards Trinidad." This gave me some new
hopes, and why I could not tell. They then left us without
rendering any assistance.--This night we got some rest.</p>
<p>Tuesday, 15th. The words "go after tomorrow," were used among
our Spanish fellow prisoners, as though that happy tomorrow would
never come--in what manner it came will soon be noticed.</p>
<p>Friday, 18th commenced with brighter prospects of liberty than
ever. The pirates were employed in setting up our devoted
schooner's shrouds, stays, &c. My condition now reminded me of
the hungry man, chained in one corner of a room, while at another
part was a table loaded with delicious food and fruits, the smell
and sight of which he was continually to experience, but alas! his
chains were never to be loosed that he might go and partake--at
almost the same moment they were thus employed, the axe was applied
with the greatest dexterity to both her masts and I saw them fall
over the side! Here fell my hopes--I looked at my condition, and
then thought of home.--Our Spanish fellow prisoners were so
disappointed and alarmed that they recommended hiding ourselves, if
possible, among the mangrove trees, believing, as they said, we
should now certainly be put to death; or, what was worse, compelled
to serve on board the Mexican as pirates. Little else it is true,
seemed left for us; however, we kept a bright look out for them
during the day, and at night "an anchor watch" as we called it,
determined if we discovered their boats coming towards us, to adopt
the plan of hiding, although starvation stared us in the face--yet
preferred that to instant death. This night was passed in
sufficient anxiety--I took the first watch.</p>
<p>Saturday, 19th.--The pirate's largest boat came for us--it being
day-light, and supposing they could see us, determined to stand our
ground and wait the result. They ordered us all into the boat, but
left every thing else; they rowed towards the Exertion--I noticed a
dejection of spirits in one of the pirates, and inquired of him
where they were going to carry us? He shook his head and replied,
"I do not know." I now had some hopes of visiting my vessel
again--but the pirates made sail, ran down, took us in tow and
stood out of the harbor. Bolidar afterwards took me, my mate and
two of my men on board and gave us some coffee. On examination I
found they had several additional light sails, made of the
Exertion's. Almost every man, a pair of canvas trousers; and my
colors cut up and made into belts to carry their money about them.
My jolly boat was on deck, and I was informed, all my rigging was
disposed of. Several of the pirates had on some of my clothes, and
the captain one of my best shirts, a cleaner one, than I had ever
seen him have on before.--He kept at a good distance from me, and
forbid my friend Nickola's speaking to me.--I saw from the
companion way in the captain's cabin my quadrant, spy glass and
other things which belonged to us, and observed by the compass,
that the course steered was about west by south,--distance nearly
twenty miles, which brought them up with a cluster of islands
called by some "Cayman Keys." Here they anchored and caught some
fish, (one of which was named <i>guard fish</i>) of which we had a
taste. I observed that my friend Mr. Bracket was somewhat dejected,
and asked him in a low voice, what his opinion was with respects to
our fate? He answered, "I cannot tell you, but it appears to me the
worst is to come." I told him that I hoped not, but thought they
would give us our small boat and liberate the prisoners. But mercy
even in this shape was not left-for us. Soon after, saw the captain
and officers whispering for some time in private conference. When
over, their boat was manned under the commond of Bolidar, and went
to one of those Islands or Keys before mentioned. On their return,
another conference took place--whether it was a jury upon our lives
we could not tell. I did not think conscience could be entirely
extinguished in the human breast, or that men could become fiends.
In the afternoon, while we knew not the doom which had been fixed
for us, the captain was engaged with several of his men in
gambling, in hopes to get back some of the five hundred dollars,
they said, he lost but a few nights before; which had made his
unusually fractious. A little before sunset he ordered all the
prisoners into the large boat, with a supply of provisions and
water, and to be put on shore. While we were getting into her, one
of my fellow prisoners, a Spaniard, attempted with tears in his
eyes to speak to the captain, but was refused with the answer.
"I'll have nothing to say to any prisoner, go into the boat." In
the mean time Nickola said to me, "My friend, I will give you your
book," (being Mr. Colman's Sermons,) "it is the only thing of yours
that is in my possession; I dare not attempt any thing more." But
the captain forbid his giving it to me, and I stepped into the
boat--at that moment Nickola said in a low voice, "never mind, I
may see you again before I die." The small boat was well armed and
manned, and both set off together for the island, where they had
agreed to leave us to perish! The scene to us was a funereal scene.
There were no arms in the prisoners boat, and, of course, all
attempts to relieve ourselves would have been throwing our lives
away, as Bolidar was near us, well armed. We were rowed about two
miles north-easterly from the pirates, to a small low island,
lonely and desolate. We arrived about sunset; and for the support
of us eleven prisoners, they only left a ten gallon keg of water,
and perhaps a few quarts, in another small vessel, which was very
poor; part of a barrel of flour, a small keg of lard, one ham and
some salt fish; a small kettle and an old broken pot; an old sail
for a covering, and a small mattress and blanket, which was thrown
out as the boats hastened away. One of the prisoners happened to
have a little coffee in his pocket, and these comprehended all our
means of sustaining life, and for what length of time we knew not.
We now felt the need of water, and our supply was comparatively
nothing. A man may live nearly twice as long without food, as
without water. Look at us now, my friends, left benighted on a
little spot of sand in the midst of the ocean, far from the usual
track of vessels, and every appearance of a violent thunder
tempest, and a boisterous night. Judge of my feelings, and the
circumstances which our band of sufferers now witnessed. Perhaps
you can and have pitied us. I assure you, we were very wretched;
and to paint the scene, is not within my power. When the boats were
moving from the shore, on recovering myself a little, I asked
Bolidar, "If he was going to leave us so?"--he answered, "no, only
two days--we go for water and wood, then come back, take you." I
requested him to give us bread and other stores, for they had
plenty in the boat, and at least one hundred barrels of flour in
the Mexican. "No, no, suppose to-morrow morning me come, me give
you bread," and hurried off to the vessel. This was the last time I
saw him. We then turned our attention upon finding a spot most
convenient for our comfort, and soon discovered a little roof
supported by stakes driven into the sand; it was thatched with
leaves of the cocoa-nut tree, considerable part of which was torn
or blown off. After spreading the old sail over this roof, we
placed our little stock of provisions under it. Soon after came on
a heavy shower of rain which penetrated the canvas, and made it
nearly as uncomfortable inside, as it would have been out. We were
not prepared to catch water, having nothing to put it in. Our next
object was to get fire, and after gathering some of the driest fuel
to be found, and having a small piece of cotton wick-yarn, with
flint and steel, we kindled a fire, which was never afterwards
suffered to be extinguished. The night was very dark, but we found
a piece of old rope, which when well lighted served for a candle.
On examining the ground under the roof, we found perhaps thousands
of creeping insects, scorpions, lizards, crickets, &c. After
scraping them out as well as we could, the most of us having
nothing but the damp earth for a bed, laid ourselves down in hopes
of some rest; but it being so wet, gave many of us severe colds,
and one of the Spaniards was quite sick for several days.</p>
<p>Sunday, 20th.--As soon as day-light came on, we proceeded to
take a view of our little island, and found it to measure only one
acre, of coarse, white sand; about two feet, and in some spots
perhaps three feet above the surface of the ocean. On the highest
part were growing some bushes and small mangroves, (the dry part of
which was our fuel) and the wild castor oil beans. We were greatly
disappointed in not finding the latter suitable food; likewise some
of the prickly pear bushes, which gave us only a few pears about
the size of our small button pear; the outside has thorns, which if
applied to the fingers or lips, will remain there, and cause a
severe smarting similar to the nettle; the inside a spungy
substance, full of juice and seeds, which are red and a little
tartish--had they been there in abundance, we should not have
suffered so much for water--but alas! even this substitute was not
for us. On the northerly side of the island was a hollow, where the
tide penetrated the sand, leaving stagnant water. We presumed, in
hurricanes the island was nearly overflowed. According to the best
calculations I could make, we were about thirty-five miles from any
part of Cuba, one hundred from Trinidad and forty from the usual
track of American vessels, or others which might pass that way. No
vessel of any considerable size, can safely pass among these Keys
(or "Queen's Gardens," as the Spaniards call them) being a large
number extending from Cape Cruz to Trinidad, one hundred and fifty
miles distance; and many more than the charts have laid down, most
of them very low and some covered at high water, which makes it
very dangerous for navigators without a skilful pilot. After taking
this view of our condition, which was very gloomy, we began to
suspect we were left on this desolate island by those merciless
plunderers to perish. Of this I am now fully convinced; still we
looked anxiously for the pirate's boat to come according to promise
with more water and provisions, but looked in vain. We saw them
soon after get under way with all sail set and run directly from us
until out of our sight, and <i>we never saw them again</i>! One may
partially imagine our feelings, but they cannot be put into words.
Before they were entirely out of sight of us, we raised the white
blanket upon a pole, waving it in the air, in hopes, that at two
miles distance they would see it and be moved to pity. But pity in
such monsters was not to be found. It was not their interest to
save us from the lingering death, which we now saw before us. We
tried to compose ourselves, trusting to God, who had witnessed our
sufferings, would yet make use of some one, as the instrument of
his mercy towards us. Our next care, now, was to try for water. We
dug several holes in the sand and found it, but quite too salt for
use. The tide penetrates probably through the island. We now came
on short allowances for water. Having no means of securing what we
had by lock and key, some one in the night would slyly drink, and
it was soon gone. The next was to bake some bread, which we did by
mixing flour with salt water and frying it in lard, allowing
ourselves eight quite small pancakes to begin with. The ham was
reserved for some more important occasion, and the salt fish was
lost for want of fresh water. The remainder of this day was passed
in the most serious conversation and reflection. At night, I read
prayers from the "Prayer Book," before mentioned, which I most
carefully concealed while last on board the pirates. This plan was
pursued morning and evening, during our stay there. Then retired
for rest and sleep, but realized little of either.</p>
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