A new account of Guinea, and the slave-tradeSnelgrave, William
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A new account of Guinea, and the slave-trade
Snelgrave, William
Guinea -- Description and travel -- Early works to 1800; Slave trade -- Africa, West -- Early works to 1800
When they first began to fire, I called aloud to the first Mate, to
fire at the Boat out of the Steerage Port-holes; which not being
done, and the people I had ordered upon Deck with small Arms not
appearing, I was extremely surprized; and the more, when an Officer
came and told me, “The People would not take Arms.” I went thereupon
down into the Steerage, where I saw a great many of them looking at
one another. Little thinking that my first Mate had prevented them
from taking Arms, I asked them with some Roughness, “Why they had not
obeyed my Orders?” Calling upon some brisk Fellows by name, that had
gone a former Voyage with me, to defend the Ship; saying, “It would
be the greatest Reproach in the World to us all, if we should be
taken by a Boat.” Some of them replied, “They would have taken Arms,
but the Chest they were kept in could not be found.” The reason of
which will be related hereafter.
By this time the Boat was along the Ship’s Side, and there being no
body to oppose them, the Pirates immediately boarded us; and coming
on the Quarter-deck, fired their Pieces several times down into the
Steerage, and shot a Sailor in the Reins, of which Wound he died
afterwards. They likewise threw several Granado-shells, which burst
amongst us, so that ’tis a great wonder several of us were not killed
by them, or by their Shot.
At last some of our People bethought themselves to call out for
_Quarter_; which the Pirates granting, the _Quarter-master_ came down
into the Steerage, enquiring, “Where the Captain was?” I told him,
“I had been so till now.” Upon that he asked me, “How I durst order
my People to fire at their Boat out of the Steerage? saying, that
they had heard me repeat it several times.” I answered, “I thought
it my Duty to defend the Ship, if my People would have fought.” Upon
that he presented a Pistol to my Breast, which I had but just time
to parry before it went off; so that the Bullet past between my Side
and Arm. The Rogue finding he had not shot me, he turned the But-end
of the Pistol, and gave me such a Blow on the Head as stunned me;
so that I fell upon my Knees; but immediately recovering my self, I
forthwith jumped out of the Steerage upon the Quarter-deck, where the
Pirate Boatswain was.
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