Elizabeth I, Queen of England, 1533-1603 -- Fiction; Great Britain -- History -- Elizabeth, 1558-1603 -- Fiction
This gain came about through the exploits of her sea-captains. As has
been said before, it was regarded as an honorable occupation to get
some negroes on the African coast, carry them to the Spanish colonies
in America, and sell them for a goodly amount of Spanish gold. This was
precisely what Sir John Hawkins did, but when he had leisurely made his
way back to England, he found himself in trouble. Elizabeth sent for
him.
"They tell me you are no better than a pirate," she said, bluntly,
although her look was not so stern as Cecil would have wished.
"Your Majesty," replied Hawkins, "I am but a plain, simple sailor."
"And so my plain, simple sailors are bringing me into a war with King
Philip?" asked Elizabeth.
Hawkins was no more afraid of the queen of England than of the king of
Spain, and he told his own grievances as frankly as if she had been one
of his men.
"Your Majesty," said he, "I took the blacks from the savage countries
of Africa, and surely there was no harm in that. I carried them to
Saint Domingo, and I sold them to the planters. The governor of the
island was willing, and the planters were glad to get them. I paid the
harbor dues, and I left one hundred negroes with him to pay a larger
duty if the king asked more of an Englishman than he did of a Spaniard.
I bought hides with the money and sent them in a Spanish vessel to be
sold in Spain. The king seized them, and he won't pay me a penny for
them."
"Well, my plain, simple sailor," asked the queen, "is it your will that
I and my council should go to Spain and get your hides?"
"Your Majesty," he answered, "give me a good vessel under me and
plenty of sea-room, and I'll trouble no council to care for me and my
right." Elizabeth was in a rarely good-natured mood. She patted the
captain on his broad shoulder.
"I'd gladly know what the king of Spain would do with such a saucy
fellow as you," she said. "You'd better go home and think no more about
the New World. One side of the Atlantic is enough for a man." The
captain withdrew, but Elizabeth bade an attendant call him back.
"Let me understand when it is your will to go on another trip," she
said, "for no one could expect a pirate to obey his queen, and then,
too, I have a vessel that might be the better for a voyage or two, even
in the hands of a simple sailor like yourself."
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