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.
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