While we lay hulling up and down, our hopes at so low an ebb, we

discovered a tortoise, not far from us, asleep in the sea. Had the great

Drake discovered the Spanish plate fleet, he could not have been more

rejoiced. Once again we bethought ourselves of our oars, and silently

rowing to our prey, took it into the boat in great triumph. Having cut

off its head, and let it bleed in a vessel, we drank the blood, ate the

liver, and sucked the flesh. Our strength and spirits were wonderfully

refreshed, and our work was vigorously renewed. Leaving our fears behind

us, we began to gather hope, and, about noon, discovered, or thought

that we discovered, land. It is impossible to describe our joy and

triumph on this occasion. It was new life to us; it brought fresh blood

into our veins, and fresh vigor into our pale cheeks: we looked like

persons raised from the dead. After further exertion, becoming more

confident, we were at last fully satisfied that it was land. Now, like

distracted persons, we all leapt into the sea, and, being good swimmers,

cooled our parched bodies, never considering that we might become a

ready prey to the sharks. But we presently returned to our boat, and

from being wearied with the exertion, and somewhat cooled by the sea,

lay down to sleep with as much security as if it had been in our beds.

It was fortunately of such short duration that the leaking of the boat

occasioned no danger.

Refreshed by sleep, we found new strength for our work, and tugged hard

at the oar, in hopes of reaching a more stable element before night. But

our progress was very slow. Towards evening an island was discovered,

which was Fromentere, having already seen Majorca; at least, some of our

company, who had navigated these seas, declared that it was so. We

debated long to which of the two our course should be directed; and,

because the last discovered was much infested with venomous serpents, we

all resolved to make for Majorca. The whole of that night we rowed very

hard, and also the next, being the sixth from our putting to sea. The

island was in sight all day, and about ten at night we came under the

land, but it consisted of rocks so steep and craggy that we could not

climb up.

Whilst under these rocks a vessel approached very near. Let the reader

conceive our apprehensions, after all our toil and labor, of being

seized by some Turkish privateer, such as are never off the seas. Thus

we were obliged to lie close; and, when the vessel had passed, we crept

gently along the coast, as near as we durst to the shore, until finding

a suitable place to receive our weather-beaten boat.

We were not insensible of our deliverance on reaching land; though, like

men just awakened from a dream, we could not duly appreciate the

greatness of it. Having had no food since we got the tortoise, John

Anthony and myself set out in search of fresh water, and three remained

with the boat. Before proceeding far, we found ourselves in a wood,

which created great embarrassment. My comrade wished to go one way, and

I wished to go another. How frail and impotent a being is man! That we,

whom common dangers by sea had united, should now fall out about our own

inclinations at land. Yet so we did. He gave me reproachful words; and

it is well that we did not come to blows, but I went my way, and he,

seeing me resolute, followed. The path led to one of those watchtowers

which the Spaniards keep on the coast to give timely notice of the

approach of privateers. Afraid of being fired on, we called to the

sentinel, informing him who we were, and earnestly requesting him to

direct us to fresh water, and to give us some bread. He very kindly

threw down an old mouldy cake, and directed us to a well close at hand.

We drank a little water, and ate a bit of the cake, which we had

difficulty in swallowing, and then hastened to return to our companions

in the boat, to acquaint them with our success.

Though now necessary to leave the boat, we did not do it without regret;

but this was lulled by the importunate cravings of hunger and thirst;

therefore, making her fast ashore, we departed. Advancing, or rather

crawling towards the well, another quarrel rose amongst us, the

remembrance of which is so ungrateful that I shall bury it in silence,

the best tomb for controversies. One of our company, William Adams, in

attempting to drink, was unable to swallow the water, and sunk to the

ground, faintly exclaiming, "I am a dead man!" After much straining and

forcing, he, at length, got a little over; and when we were all

refreshed with the cake and water, we lay down by the side of the well

to wait for morning.

When it was broad day, we once more applied to the sentinel, to point

out the way to the nearest house or town, which he did, directing us to

a house about two miles distant; but our feet were so raw and blistered

by the sun that it was long before we could get this short journey over;

and then, the owners of the house, concluding from our garb that we came

with a pilfering design, presented a fowling-piece, charging us to

stand. The first of our number, who could speak the language of the

country, mildly endeavored to undeceive him, saying, we were a company

of poor creatures, whom the wonderful providence of God had rescued from

the slavery of Algiers, and hoped that he would show mercy to our

afflictions. The honest farmer, moved with our relation, sent out

bread, water and olives. After refreshing ourselves with these, we lay

down and rested three or four hours in the field; and, having given him

thanks for his charity, prepared to crawl away. Pleased with our

gratitude, he called us into his house, and gave us good warm bean

pottage, which to me seemed the best food I had ever ate. Again taking

leave, we advanced towards Majorca, which was about ten miles distant.

Next morning we arrived in the suburbs, where the singularity of our

attire, being barefoot and bare legged, and having nothing on except

loose shirts, drawn over our coats, attracted a crowd of enquirers. We

gave a circumstantial account of our deliverance; and, as they were

willing to contribute to our relief, they supplied us with food, wine,

strong waters, and whatever else might renovate our exhausted spirits.

They said, however, that we must remain in the suburbs until the viceroy

had notice of our arrival. We were called before him, and when he had

heard the account of our escape and dangers, he ordered us to be

maintained at his expense until we should obtain a passage to our own

country; and, in the meantime, the people collected money to buy clothes

and shoes.

From Majorca they proceeded to Cadiz, and from thence to England, which

they reached in safety.

Several expeditions at different periods were fitted out by different

European nations to chastise the pirates. The Emperor, Charles V., in

the plenitude of his power, sailed with a formidable armament in the

year 1541, and affected a landing. Without doubt he would have taken the

city, if a terrible storm had not risen, which destroyed a great part of

his fleet and obliged him to re-embark with his shattered forces in the

greatest precipitation. The exultation of the Algerines was unbounded;

they now looked on themselves as the special favorites of heaven; the

most powerful army which had ever attempted their subjection had

returned with the loss of one third their number, and a great part of

its ships and transports. Prisoners had been taken in such abundance,

that to show their worthlessness, they were publicly sold in the

market-place at Algiers, at an onion a head.

For nearly a century after this, little occurs of note in Algerine

history except a constant system of piracy. In 1655 the British Admiral

Blake gave them a drubbing.

The French were the next to attack these common enemies of Europe.

Admiral Duguesne commanded the expedition, and after bombarding the

place a short time, the Dey himself soon began to be terrified at the

destruction these new engines of naval war made, when an unfavorable

wind arising, compelled the fleet to make all sail for Toulon.

Relieved from the terror of immediate destruction, the Algerines

returned to their old ways, making descents on the coast of Provence,

where they committed the most dreadful ravages, killing, burning and

destroying all that came in their way. The Dey also recovered, not only

his courage, but his humor; for learning what a large sum the late

expedition against his city had cost, he sent to say, "that if Louis

would give him half the money, he would undertake to burn the whole city

to please him." The French accordingly sent a new expedition under the

same officers the next year. Duguesne again sailed, and in front of the

city was joined by the Marquis D'Affranville, at the head of five other

stout ships. A council of war was held and an immediate attack resolved

upon, in consequence of which, the vessels having taken up their

stations, a hundred bombs were thrown into the town during that day, and

as many more on the following night, when the town was observed to be on

fire in several places; the Dey's palace, and other public buildings

were in ruins; some of the batteries were dismounted, and several

vessels sunk in the fort. This speedy destruction soon determined the

Dey and Janissaries to sue for peace; and a message to this effect was

sent to Duguesne, who consented to cease firing, but refused to

negociate regarding terms, until all the captives taken fighting under

the French flag were given up as a preliminary step. This was agreed to,

and one hundred and forty-two prisoners immediately sent off. In the

mean time the soldiery becoming furious, assassinated the Dey and

elected a new one, who ordered the flag to be hoisted on the city walls.

Hostilities were now renewed with greater fury than before, and the

French admiral threw such volleys of bombs into the city, that in less

than three days the greatest part of it was reduced to ashes; and the

fire burnt with such vehemence that the bay was illuminated to the

distance of two or three leagues. Rendered desperate by the carnage

around him, the new Dey ordered all the French captives who had been

collected into the city to be cruelly murdered, and binding Father

Vacher, the French Resident, hand and foot, had him tied to a mortar and

fired off like a bomb against the French fleet. This wanton piece of

atrocity so exasperated Duguesne, that, laying his fleet as near land as

possible, he continued his cannonade until he had destroyed all their

shipping, fortifications, buildings; in short, almost the whole of the

lower town, and about two-thirds of the upper; when finding nothing else

which a naval force could do, and being unprovided for a land

expedition, he stood out leisurely to sea, leaving the Algerines to

reflect over the sad consequences of their obstinacy. For several years

after this they kept in the old piratical track; and upon the British

consuls making a complaint to the Dey, on occasion of one of his

corsairs having captured a vessel, he openly replied, "It is all very

true, but what would you have? the Algerines are a company of rogues,

and I am their captain."

To such people force was the argument; and in 1700 Capt. Beach, falling

in with seven of their frigates, attacked them, drove them on shore, and

burnt them. Expeditions at various times were sent against them, but

without effecting much; and most of the maritime nations paid them

tribute. But a new power was destined to spring up, from which these

pirates were to receive their first check; that power was the United

States of America.

In 1792 his corsairs, in a single cruise, swept off ten American

vessels, and sent their crews to the Bagnio, so that there were one

hundred and fifteen in slavery.

Negociations were at once set on foot; the Dey's demands had of course

risen in proportion to the number of his prisoners, and the Americans

had not only to pay ransom at a high rate, with presents, marine stores,

and yearly tribute, but to build and present to the Dey, as a

propitiatory offering, a thirty-six gun frigate; so that the whole

expenses fell little short of a million of dollars, in return for which

they obtained liberty for their captives, protection for their merchant

vessels, and the right of free trade with Algiers. The treaty was signed

September 5th, 1795; and from that time, up to 1812, the Dey continued

on tolerable good terms with Congress; indeed, so highly was he pleased

with them, in 1800, that he signified to the consul his intention of

sending an ambassador to the Porte, with the customary presents, in the

Washington, a small American frigate, at that time lying in the harbor

of Algiers. In vain the consul and captain remonstrated, and represented

that they had no authority to send the vessel on such a mission; they

were silenced by the assurance that it was a particular honor conferred

on them, which the Dey had declined offering to any of the English

vessels then in harbor, as he was rather angry with that nation. The

Washington was obliged to be prepared for the service; the corsair flag,

bearing the turbaned head of Ali, was run up to her main top, under a

salute of seven guns; and in this respectable plight she sailed up the

Mediterranean, dropped anchor before the seven towers, where, having

landed her cargo, she was permitted to resume her own colors, and was

thus the first vessel to hoist the American Union in the Thracian

Bosphorus.

[Illustration: _Algerines in the act of firing off the French consul from

a mortar at the French fleet._]

In 1812, however, the Dey, finding his funds at a low ebb, and receiving

from all quarters reports that a wealthy American commerce was afloat,

determined on trying them with a new war. He was peculiarly unfortunate

in the time chosen, as the States, having about a month previously

declared war with Great Britain, had, in fact, withdrawn most of the

merchant ships from the sea, so that the only prize which fell into the

hands of the Dey's cruizers was a small brig, with a crew of eleven

persons. The time at length came for putting an end to these lawless

depredations, and peace having been concluded with England, President

Madison, in 1815, despatched an American squadron, under commodores

Bainbridge and Decatur, with Mr. Shaler, as envoy, on board, to demand

full satisfaction for all injuries done to American subjects, the

immediate release of such as were captives, the restitution of their

property, with an assurance that no future violence should be offered,

and also to negociate the preliminaries of a treaty on terms of perfect

equality, no proposal of tribute being at all admissible. The squadron

reached its destination early in June, and, having captured an Algerine

frigate and brig-of-war, suddenly appeared before Algiers, at a moment

when all the cruizers were at sea, and delivered, for the consideration

of the Divan, the terms on which they were commissioned to make peace,

together with a letter from the President to the Dey. Confounded by the

sudden and entirely unexpected appearance of this force, the Algerines

agreed, on the 30th of June, to the proposals of a treaty, almost

without discussion.

It had long been a reproach to Great Britain, the mistress of the sea,

that she had tamely suffered a barbarian power to commit such atrocious

ravages on the fleets and shores of the minor states along the

Mediterranean. At length a good cause was made for chastising them.

At Bona, a few miles to the east of Algiers, was an establishment for

carrying on a coral fishery, under the protection of the British flag,

which, at the season, was frequented by a great number of boats from the

Corsican, Neapolitan, and other Italian ports. On the 23d of May, the

feast of Ascension, as the crews of all the boats were preparing to hear

mass, a gun was fired from the castle, and at the same time appeared

about two thousand, other accounts say four thousand, infantry and

cavalry, consisting of Turks, Levanters, and Moors. A part of these

troops proceeded towards the country, whilst another band advanced

towards the river, where the fishing boats were lying at different

distances from the sea; and opening a fire upon the unfortunate

fishermen, who were partly on board and partly on land, massacred almost

the whole of them. They then seized the English flags, tore them in

pieces, and trampling them under foot, dragged them along the ground in

triumph. The men who happened to be in the country saved themselves by

flight, and declared that they saw the soldiers pillage the house of the

British vice-consul, the magazines containing the provisions, and the

coral that had been fished up. A few boats escaped, and brought the news

to Genoa, whence it was transmitted by the agent of Lloyd's in a

despatch, dated June 6th.

No sooner had the account of this atrocious slaughter reached England,

than all ranks seemed inflamed with a desire that a great and signal

punishment should be taken on this barbarian prince, who was neither

restrained by the feelings of humanity nor bound by treaties. An

expedition, therefore, was fitted out with all speed at Portsmouth, and

the command intrusted to Lord Exmouth, who, after some delays from

contrary winds, finally sailed, July 28th, with a fleet complete in all

points, consisting of his own ship, the Queen Charlotte, one hundred

and twenty guns; the Impregnable, rear admiral, Sir David Milne; ninety

guns; Minden, Superb, Albion, each seventy-four guns; the Leander fifty

guns, with four more frigates and brigs, bombs, fire-ships, and several

smaller vessels, well supplied, in addition to the ordinary means of

warfare, with Congreve rockets, and Shrapnell shells, the destructive

powers of which have lately been abundantly proved on the continent.

August 9, the fleet anchored at Gibraltar, and was there joined by the

Dutch admiral, Van Cappillen, commanding five frigates and a corvette,

who had been already at Algiers, endeavoring to deliver slaves: but

being refused, and finding his force insufficient, had determined on

joining himself with the English squadron, which it was understood was

under weigh. Meanwhile, the Prometheus, Captain Dashwood, had been sent

forward to Algiers to bring off the British consul and family; but could

only succeed in getting his wife and daughter, who were obliged to make

their escape, disguised in midshipmen's uniform; for the Dey, having

heard through some French papers of the British expedition, had seized

the consul, Mr. Macdonnell, and put him in chains; and, hearing of the

escape of his wife, immediately ordered the detention of two boats of

the Prometheus, which happened to be on shore, and made slaves of the

crews, amounting to eighteen men. This new outrage was reported to Lord

Exmouth soon after leaving Gibraltar, and of course added not a little

to his eagerness to reach Algiers. He arrived off Algiers on the morning

of the 27th of August, and sent in his interpreter, Mr. Salame, with

Lieutenant Burgess, under a flag of truce, bearing a letter for the Dey,

demanding reparation.

Meantime, a light breeze sprung up, and the fleet advanced into the bay,

and lay to, at about a mile off Algiers "It was now," says Mr. Salame,

in his entertaining narrative, "half-past two, and no answer coming out,

notwithstanding we had staid half an hour longer than our instructions,

and the fleet being almost opposite the town, with a fine breeze, we

thought proper, after having done our duty, to lose no more time, but to

go on board, and inform his lordship of what had happened.

"Mr. Burgess, the flag-lieutenant, having agreed with me, we hoisted the

signal, _that no answer had been given_, and began to row away towards

the Queen Charlotte. After I had given our report to the admiral, of our

meeting the captain of the port, and our waiting there, &c., I was quite

surprised to see how his lordship was altered from what I left him in

the morning; for I knew his manner was in general very mild, and now he

seemed to me _all-fightful,_ as a fierce lion, which had been chained in

its cage, and was set at liberty. With all that, his lordship's answer

to me was, '_Never mind, we shall see now_;' and at the same time he

turned towards the officers, saying, '_Be ready_,' whereupon I saw every

one with the match or the string of the lock in his hand, most anxiously

expecting the word '_Fire_'!

"No sooner had Salame returned, than his lordship made the signal to know

whether all the ships were ready, which being answered in the

affirmative, he directly turned the head of the Queen Charlotte towards

shore, and, to the utter amazement of the Algerines, ran across all the

batteries without firing or receiving a single shot, until he brought up

within eighty yards of the south end of the mole, where he lashed her to

the mainmast of an Algerine brig, which he had taken as his direction,

and had then the pleasure of seeing all the rest of the fleet, including

the Dutch frigates, taking up their assigned stations with the same

precision and regularity. The position in which the Queen Charlotte was

laid was so admirable that she was only exposed to the fire of three or

four flanking guns, while her broadside swept the whole batteries, and

completely commanded the mole and marine, every part of which could be

seen distinctly from her quarter-deck. Up to this moment not a shot had

been fired, and the batteries were all crowded with spectators, gazing

in astonishment at the quiet and regularity which prevailed through all

the British ships, and the dangerous vicinity in which they placed

themselves to such formidable means of defence. Lord Exmouth, therefore,

began to conceive hopes that his demands would still be granted; but the

delay, it appeared, was caused by the Algerines being completely

unprepared for so very sudden an approach, insomuch that their guns were

not shotted at the moment when the Queen Charlotte swept past them, and

they were distinctly seen loading them as the other ships were coming

into line. Anxious, if possible, to spare unnecessary effusion of blood,

his lordship, standing on the quarter-deck, repeatedly waved his hat as

a warning to the multitudes assembled on the mole to retire, but his

signal was unheeded, and at a quarter before three in the afternoon the

first gun was fired at the Queen Charlotte from the eastern battery, and

two more at the Albion and Superb, which were following. Then Lord

Exmouth, having seen only _the smoke of the gun,_ before the sound

reached him, said, with great alacrity, '_That will do; fire my fine

fellows!_' and I am sure that before his lordship had finished these

words, our broadside was given with great cheering, which was fired

three times within five or six minutes; and at the same time the other

ships did the same. This first fire was so terrible, that they say more

than five hundred persons were killed and wounded by it. And I believe

this, because there was a great crowd of people in every part, many of

whom, after the first discharge, I saw running away, under the walls,

like dogs, walking upon their feet and hands.

"After the attack took place on both sides in this horrible manner,

immediately the sky was darkened by the smoke, the sun completely

eclipsed, and the horizon became dreary. Being exhausted by the heat of

that powerful sun, to which I was exposed the whole day, and my ears

being deafened by the roar of the guns, and finding myself in the

dreadful danger of such a terrible engagement, in which I had never been

before, I was quite at a loss, and like an astonished or stupid man, and

did not know myself where I was. At last his lordship, having perceived

my situation, said, 'You have done your duty, now go below.' Upon which

I began to descend from the quarter-deck, quite confounded and

terrified, and not sure that I should reach the cock-pit alive; for it

was most tremendous to hear the crashing of the shot, to see the wounded

men brought from one part, and the killed from the other; and

especially, at such a time, to be found among the _English seamen_! and

to witness their manners, their activity, their courage, and their

cheerfulness during the battle!--it is really most overpowering and

beyond imagination."

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