Roger the Bold: A Tale of the Conquest of MexicoBrereton, F. S. (Frederick Sadleir)
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Roger the Bold: A Tale of the Conquest of Mexico
Brereton, F. S. (Frederick Sadleir)
Mexico -- History -- Conquest, 1519-1540 -- Juvenile fiction
"'Tis short, and soon told, your lordship. I have but just returned upon
a galleon plying between this port and that of the northern isles. We
went by the west coast route, and made our ports in the north without
adventure. But on the return, when entering the channel, we fell in with
a Frenchman--a galleon which sought to capture us. We endeavoured to
sail away, for when you are ready to fight, it is sometimes well to
pretend that you desire to escape. So we crowded canvas upon our yards,
while the master so manoeuvred our craft that we made but little way.
Meanwhile we made ready for the encounter. Soon the Frenchman bore down
upon us, and sought to take us by the board. But we had the wind, and
luffing as she came, we raked her decks with shot from our small cannon.
Then we closed with her, and lashed our rails to hers."
"A fine manoeuvre. Now, with what result?"
"They thought to take us easily, your lordship. But we were upon their
decks and had cut them down while they were still amazed at the turn of
affairs. Then we set to work to search her cargo, finding a few fine
vessels of gold and some feathered clothing which I have never seen
before. It was in the form of cloaks, and all were stitched with pearls
and glittering stones. In all there was no great amount, so that when
divided there was left this plaque alone to my share."
"But how, then, do you argue that it is from the Indies?" demanded the
earl. "I grant that it would appear to have come from some such foreign
part. But you took it from a Frenchman--a legitimate act, seeing that
the king's Majesty is now at war with France, and that this French ship
was the aggressor."
"The tale was told us by one of the prisoners," answered Peter,
recovering his jovial spirits, now that he learned that there was no
trouble to be feared.
"And he said? Come, hurry, my good fellow; I am in haste to be gone."
"That he, with a comrade, had fallen in with a Spanish ship and had
sacked her. She contained little compared with others of which the tales
have reached us; but what there was was destined for the King of Spain.
He said that it was a token sent by some of the king's lieutenants, to
show their Royal master what riches there were in the new countries to
which their good fortune had taken them."
"And a right wealthy country it must be where maps are drawn upon gold
plaques of such a thickness. What do you value the relic at, my good
fellow? If not at too vast a sum I will buy it of you."
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