Chapter IX

A Pirate Author

In the days which we are considering there were all sorts of pirates,

some of whom gained much reputation in one way and some in another, but

there was one of them who had a disposition different from that of any

of his fellows. He was a regular pirate, but it is not likely that he

ever did much fighting, for, as he took great pride in the brave deeds

of the Brethren of the Coast, he would have been sure to tell us of his

own if he had ever performed any. He was a mild-mannered man, and,

although he was a pirate, he eventually laid aside the pistol, the

musket, and the cutlass, and took up the pen,--a very uncommon weapon

for a buccaneer.

This man was John Esquemeling, supposed by some to be a Dutchman, and by

others a native of France. He sailed to the West Indies in the year

1666, in the service of the French West India Company. He went out as a

peaceable merchant clerk, and had no more idea of becoming a pirate

than he had of going into literature, although he finally did both.

At that time the French West India Company had a colonial establishment

on the island of Tortuga, which was principally inhabited, as we have

seen before, by buccaneers in all their various grades and stages, from

beef-driers to pirates. The French authorities undertook to supply these

erratic people with the goods and provisions which they needed, and

built storehouses with everything necessary for carrying on the trade.

There were plenty of purchasers, for the buccaneers were willing to buy

everything which could be brought from Europe. They were fond of good

wine, good groceries, good firearms, and ammunition, fine cutlasses, and

very often good clothes, in which they could disport themselves when on

shore. But they had peculiar customs and manners, and although they were

willing to buy as much as the French traders had to sell, they could not

be prevailed upon to pay their bills. A pirate is not the sort of a man

who generally cares to pay his bills. When he gets goods in any way, he

wants them charged to him, and if that charge includes the features of

robbery and murder, he will probably make no objection. But as for

paying good money for what is received, that is quite another thing.

That this was the state of feeling on the island of Tortuga was

discovered before very long by the French mercantile agents, who then

applied to the mother country for assistance in collecting the debts due

them, and a body of men, who might be called collectors, or deputy

sheriffs, was sent out to the island; but although these officers were

armed with pistols and swords, as well as with authority, they could do

nothing with the buccaneers, and after a time the work of endeavoring to

collect debts from pirates was given up. And as there was no profit in

carrying on business in this way, the mercantile agency was also given

up, and its officers were ordered to sell out everything they had on

hand, and come home. There was, therefore, a sale, for which cash

payments were demanded, and there was a great bargain day on the island

of Tortuga. Everything was disposed of,--the stock of merchandise on

hand, the tables, the desks, the stationery, the bookkeepers, the

clerks, and the errand boys. The living items of the stock on hand were

considered to be property just as if they had been any kind of

merchandise, and were sold as slaves.

Now poor John Esquemeling found himself in a sad condition. He was

bought by one of the French officials who had been left on the island,

and he described his new master as a veritable fiend. He was worked

hard, half fed, treated cruelly in many ways, and to add to his misery,

his master tantalized him by offering to set him free upon the payment

of a sum of money equal to about three hundred dollars. He might as well

have been asked to pay three thousand or three million dollars, for he

had not a penny in the world.

At last he was so fortunate as to fall sick, and his master, as

avaricious as he was cruel, fearing that this creature he owned might

die, and thus be an entire loss to him, sold him to a surgeon, very much

as one would sell a sick horse to a veterinary surgeon, on the principle

that he might make something out of the animal by curing him.

His new master treated Esquemeling very well, and after he had taken

medicine and food enough to set him upon his legs, and had worked for

the surgeon about a year, that kind master offered him his liberty if he

would promise, as soon as he could earn the money, to pay him one

hundred dollars, which would be a profit to his owner, who had paid but

seventy dollars for him. This offer, of course, Esquemeling accepted

with delight, and having made the bargain, he stepped forth upon the

warm sands of the island of Tortuga a free and happy man. But he was as

poor as a church mouse. He had nothing in the world but the clothes on

his back, and he saw no way in which he could make money enough to keep

himself alive until he had paid for himself. He tried various ways of

support, but there was no opening for a young business man in that

section of the country, and at last he came to the conclusion that there

was only one way by which he could accomplish his object, and he

therefore determined to enter into "the wicked order of pirates or

robbers at sea."

It must have been a strange thing for a man accustomed to pens and ink,

to yard-sticks and scales, to feel obliged to enroll himself into a

company of bloody, big-bearded pirates, but a man must eat, and

buccaneering was the only profession open to our ex-clerk. For some

reason or other, certainly not on account of his bravery and daring,

Esquemeling was very well received by the pirates of Tortuga. Perhaps

they liked him because he was a mild-mannered man and so different from

themselves. Nobody was afraid of him, every one felt superior to him,

and we are all very apt to like people to whom we feel superior.

As for Esquemeling himself, he soon came to entertain the highest

opinion of his pirate companions. He looked upon the buccaneers who had

distinguished themselves as great heroes, and it must have been

extremely gratifying to those savage fellows to tell Esquemeling all the

wonderful things they had done. In the whole of the West Indies there

was no one who was in the habit of giving such intelligent attention to

the accounts of piratical depredations and savage sea-fights, as was

Esquemeling and if he had demanded a salary as a listener there is no

doubt that it would have been paid to him.

It was not long before his intense admiration of the buccaneers and

their performances began to produce in him the feeling that the history

of these great exploits should not be lost to the world, and so he set

about writing the lives and adventures of many of the buccaneers with

whom he became acquainted.

He remained with the pirates for several years, and during that time

worked very industriously getting material together for his history.

When he returned to his own country in 1672, having done as much

literary work as was possible among the uncivilized surroundings of

Tortuga, he there completed a book, which he called, "The Buccaneers of

America, or The True Account of the Most Remarkable Assaults Committed

of Late Years Upon the Coasts of the West Indies by the Buccaneers,

etc., by John Esquemeling, One of the Buccaneers, Who Was Present at

Those Tragedies."

From this title it is probable that our literary pirate accompanied his

comrades on their various voyages and assaults, in the capacity of

reporter, and although he states he was present at many of "those

tragedies," he makes no reference to any deeds of valor or cruelty

performed by himself, which shows him to have been a wonderfully

conscientious historian. There are persons, however, who doubt his

impartiality, because, as he liked the French, he always gave the

pirates of that nationality the credit for most of the bravery displayed

on their expeditions, and all of the magnanimity and courtesy, if there

happened to be any, while the surliness, brutality, and extraordinary

wickednesses were all ascribed to the English. But be this as it may,

Esquemeling's history was a great success. It was written in Dutch and

was afterwards translated into English, French, and Spanish. It

contained a great deal of information regarding buccaneering in general,

and most of the stories of pirates which we have already told, and many

of the surprising narrations which are to come, have been taken from the

book of this buccaneer historian.

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