From what I heard I was not surprised to find that there were large
numbers of these revolted negroes, under the name of Maroons, living
among the mountain-fastnesses in the interior of the island, where they
could not be reached; that their numbers were continually augmented by
runaway slaves; and that they declined to submit to the clemency of the
whites. It was quite dark before we reached the house of the planter,
where the captain proposed to spend a few days. It stood on the side of
a hill covered with trees, and had a considerable slope below it. It
was a rough wooden edifice, of one storey, though of considerable size,
and had a veranda running round it. Besides the owner, there were the
overseer, and two or three white assistants; and an attorney, a
gentleman who manages the law business of an estate; and two English
friends. Altogether, there was a large party in the house. During
dinner the company began to talk about pirates, and I saw the captain's
colour change. The attorney said that several piracies had been
committed lately in the very neighbourhood of Jamaica; and that unarmed
vessels, in different parts of the West Indies, were constantly attacked
and plundered. They remarked that it was difficult to find out these
piratical craft. Sometimes the pirates appeared in one guise and
sometimes in another; at one time in a schooner, at others in a felucca,
or in a brig; and often even in open boats. "Yes," observed the
attorney, "they seem to have excellent information of all that goes on
in Kingston. I suspect that they have confederates on shore, who tell
them all they want to know." I thought the captain would have fallen
off his chair, but he quickly recovered himself, and no one appeared to
have remarked his agitation. They did carry on, to be sure! What
quantities of wine and rum-punch they drank! How their heads could
stand it I don't know. Two or three of them did roll under the table,
when their black slaves came and dragged them off to bed; which must
have raised them in the negroes' opinion. Even the captain, who was
generally a very sober man, got up and sang songs and made speeches for
half an hour when no one was listening. At last the slaves cleared the
dining-room, and beds were made up there for several of the party. I
was afraid that the captain might begin to talk again in his sleep of
his early days, and accuse himself of being a pirate; and I was anxious
to warn him, lest anyone might be listening; but then, I thought to
myself, they are all so drunk no one will understand him, and he won't
like to be reminded by me of such things as that.
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