Pirate Princes and Yankee Jacks Setting forth David Forsyth's Adventures in America's Battles on Sea and Desert with the Buccaneer Princes of Barbary, with an Account of a Search under the Sands of the Sahara Desert for the Treasure-filled Tomb of Ancient Kings

A fierce Arabian trader, who was forming a caravan to go into the Soudan, bid for me. Murad offered more. I was torn between my terror of being sold "up-country" and of being bo...

Attracted by the sound of a drum, beating rhythmically and unceasingly, we strolled after sunset to the entrance of an Arab tent. Old women, with straggling hair and wizened fac...

The owners of the _Hawk_ could not be found. The authorities decided that we had the right to offer her for sale and to divide the money among ourselves in proportions according...

"_An army, composed in part of Americans, but chiefly of the descendants of the ancient Grecians, Egyptians and Arabians; in other words, an army collected from the four quarter...

"But, my dear Doctor," said the swarthy Egyptian, bowing with upturned palms, "you surely do not mean to keep the location of this treasure tomb hidden forever from science. I k...

I was straining like a leashed hound to board a ship and fight for my brother's freedom, but no way was open to secure the release of the captives except by diplomacy. As a vent...

Hotter and hotter grew our campaign. Thicker and faster adventures came. I could not be in the center of all of them, but I had reason to be glad that I had been with Captain Ea...

"_And now to thee, O Captain,_ _Most earnestly I pray,_ _That they may never bury me_ _In church or cloister gray;_ _But on the windy sea-beach,_ _At the ending of the land,_ _A...

My captor, the Moorish officer, was a native of Ghadames, an interior city of Tripoli--a caravan center located on a camel route to the Soudan. I was regarded by him as the spoi...

Through all my adventures in the desert campaign, from the time when we first faced the hot, choking winds of the desert and covered our eyes to keep from being blinded by the s...

It grew warmer as we approached Gibraltar. Flying fish arose from the water and shot over the surface like silver arrows. Porpoises frolicked around us. Flocks of sea-gulls foll...

At Malta, whom should I bump into but commodore Barney! His business in France having been completed, he had taken the notion to see southern Europe before returning to the Unit...

There were British ships in port and the contacts of their crews with men from our ships was seldom friendly. The little affair of the Revolution had not yet been forgotten, and...

"_Now, my brave boys, comes the best of the fun._ _All hands to make sail, going large is the song._ _From under two reefs in our topsails we lie,_ _Like a cloud in the air, in...

"_'Twas on a Black Baller I first served my time_, Yo ho, blow the man down! _And on that Black Baller I wasted my prime_, Oh, give me some time to blow the man down!"

The rector had encouraged me to browse through his library. He said that ministers should be well-read men. It was no hardship for me--I was fond of books. One day, as I was rea...

When I felt the deck of the _George Washington_ beneath my feet, I felt a different thrill than that which had run through me when I stepped aboard _The Rose of Egypt_. I was a...

The fleet had not been idle while we fought our way across the desert. Letters awaited us at Bomba, brought us by one of the naval vessels. A long epistle, with a thrill in ever...

Hard luck, indeed! The frigate _Philadelphia_ stranded on a reef in the harbor of Tripoli, and Captain Bainbridge and his men were left captives in the hands of the Bashaw. Yet...

The Egyptian Murad had surprised the sailors of Baltimore by purchasing a schooner that had seen service as a privateer. He had changed its name from _Sally_ to _The Rose of Egy...