and we had only two round shot, a few chain-bolts,
the clapper of the Speedwell’s bell, and some
bags of stones. We came up with her in four hours;
but I now saw that she had guns and pattereroes, with
a considerable number of men, whose arms glittered
in the sun. The enemy defied us to board them,
and at the same time gave us a volley of great and
small shot, which killed our gunner, and almost brought
our foremast by the board. This unexpected reception
staggered many of my people, who before seemed most
forward, so that they lay on their oars for some time,
though I urged them to keep their way. Recovering
again, we rowed quite up to them, and continued to
engage till all our small shot was expended, which
obliged us to fall astern to make some slugs, and
in this manner we made three attacks without success.
All night we were busied in making slugs, and provided
a large quantity before morning, when we came to the
determined resolution either to carry her by boarding,
or to submit to her. At day-break, I accordingly
ordered twenty men in our yawl to lay her athwart
hawse, while I proposed to board her from the bark;
but, just as we were on the point of making the attempt,
a gale sprung up, and she went away from us.
We learnt afterwards that she was the
Margaretta,
having formerly been a privateer from St Malo, mounting
forty guns. In the several skirmishes, we had
none killed, except Gilbert Henderson our gunner.
Three were wounded, Mr Brooks being shot through the
thigh, Mr Coldsea in the groin, and one of the crew
in the small of the back. Mr Coldsea lingered
in a miserable condition for nine or ten months, but
at length recovered.
We were now in a worse condition than ever, and the
sea being too rough for our uncomfortable vessel,
I proposed to stand to the north to get into fairer
weather, but to take Coquimbo in our way, to try what
might be done there. This was agreed to; but
the very morning in which we expected to have got
into Coquimbo, a hard gale of wind sprung up, which
lasted four days, during which we every hour expected
to founder, being obliged to scud under bare poles,
with our yawl in tow, and having only a very short
rope for her. This storm so frightened many of
our people, that they resolved to go ashore at the
first place they could find. At length, calling
to mind the account given by Frezier of the island
of Iquique, I mentioned the surprisal of that
place, being but a small lieutenancy, where we might
probably get some wholesome provisions, and a better
vessel. This was approved, and the sun again shining,
so that we lay dry, we acquired fresh vigour, and
directed our course for that island. Next evening
we saw the island, which seemed merely a high white
rock, at the foot of the high land of Carapucho.
Our boat set off for the island about sun-set, and
had like to have been lost among the breakers.
At length they heard the barking of dogs, and saw the
light of some candles; but, aware of the danger of