Category: Historical Novels

The last buccaneer

I seen a man I much admired Ranging the seas of all the world, Intent to take what he required, Where’er the Bloody Flag’s unfurled. He’s laid East Indiamen aboard And King’s ships too, and--what seems odd-- From pillaging a fairy hoard He turned to fill his hold with cod.

Chapters

1. Part 1

I seen a man I much admired Ranging the seas of all the world, Intent to take what he required, Where’er the Bloody Flag’s unfurled. He’s laid East Indiamen aboard And King’s sh...

2. Part 2

“Now,” said Mr Dawkins, standing upright. “Pay attention! Come! You done a gross dereliction of duty, but perhaps you don’t know that you done it. I’ll give you a chance. What’s...

3. Part 3

“Ah, but it’s me that has to sail the ship,” returned Dawkins. “I’m sailing-master. I been shipmates with a clergyman before, and never again, says I to myself. Cross-currents,...

4. Part 4

“Take me, massa, take me,” shouted a huge buck negro, forcing his way through the crowd. “Me white man; don’t hab dese dirty black men, massa. Dirty black men, git ’way wid yer!”

5. Part 5

“There’s money to be had, perhaps,” said Murch. “I’ll be plain with you. I’ve a notion to end my days in England--I want to see Mistress Morgan settled there before I die. But E...

6. Part 6

Now, from Barbadoes to Catoche Bay, in Yucatan, is fifteen days’ sailing with a fair wind, and I had anticipated, as, no doubt, had Master Pomfrett, fifteen days’ pleasant wooin...

7. Part 7

We had neither food nor drink with us; and if we were hungry, what was the supercargo? Morgan explained the posture of affairs, but I doubt if Pomfrett understood what she said....

8. Part 8

I thanked him. But--the rules of morality having been stretched all ready for action--the question still remained, what to do next? We sat and contemplated the problem, while th...

9. Part 9

If we were but cruising for pleasure, now, with hearts at ease, what a good hour would this be: the day’s work done, the aromatic breath of the woods blown off-shore by the cool...

10. Part 10

The crag stood forth black upon the dim glow of the sky, and the sparkling heave of the empty sea. There might be a whole fleet behind the rock, for all we knew. This second mys...

11. Part 11

Still the owners’ agent sat silent, frowning at the floor. He was inly writhing on the horns of a most savage dilemma. All he valued in life drew him to close with Murch. On the...

12. Part 12

As for Dawkins, he lay on deck beneath an awning; ready to give sailing orders to the boatswain, did that officer require direction; sleeping, smoking, drinking as much as he co...

13. Part 13

The first thing to be done was to get a lodging for the lady at some place where I was myself unknown, so I steered her towards the best inn of the city. As we went Mistress Mor...

14. Part 14

He held out his hand, and what could I do but take it? He ordered supper for me, and mulled wine, and what could I do but accept his hospitality? I have often asked myself these...

15. Part 15

“I never knowed,” says Dawkins, “that religion were that easy. Why, a child could learn it! You ain’t got to do nothing, on’y avoid several things what a man of my age and exper...