Tales of an Old Sea Port: A General Sketch of the History of Bristol, Rhode Island, Including, Incidentally, an Account of the Voyages of the Norsemen, So Far as They May Have Been Connected with Narragansett Bay: and Personal Narratives of Some Notable Voyages Accomplished by Sailors from the Mount Hope Lands — John Shaqi
Tales of an Old Sea Port: A General Sketch of the History of Bristol, Rhode Island, Including, Incidentally, an Account of the Voyages of the Norsemen, So Far as They May Have Been Connected with Narragansett Bay: and Personal Narratives of Some Notable Voyages Accomplished by Sailors from the Mount Hope LandsMunro, Wilfred Harold
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Tales of an Old Sea Port: A General Sketch of the History of Bristol, Rhode Island, Including, Incidentally, an Account of the Voyages of the Norsemen, So Far as They May Have Been Connected with Narragansett Bay: and Personal Narratives of Some Notable Voyages Accomplished by Sailors from the Mount Hope Lands
Munro, Wilfred Harold
Alaska -- Description and travel; Bristol (R.I. : Town) -- History; Fort Oyapoc (Guyana); Northwest Coast of North America; Potter, Simeon, 1720-1806; Siberia (Russia) -- Description and travel; Yankee (Brig)
I had expected to find the ship where I left it; but it had already
stood off in such a way that we did not arrive there till the night
was far advanced; so that they did not discharge their booty until
the next day, the morning of the 19th of the month. During the whole
of this day they made no progress, although they used their oars,
as their sails were useless for want of wind. This delay disquieted
me very much, because I wished as soon as possible to know my fate.
“Would they leave me at Cayenne?” I said to myself. “Will they carry
me to Surinam? Will they take me to Barbadoes? or even as far as New
England?” And, as I was occupying myself with these inquiries, lying
in my berth, which I was not able to quit on account of my great
weakness and the seasickness, which afflicted me terribly, some one
came to tell me that they had sent on shore three of our soldiers,
with one old Indian, captured in the canoe of the Aroüas, of which
I have already spoken. I was a little surprised; and, on asking the
captain the reason, he told me that it made so many useless mouths
the less.
“And why,” said I, “do you not do the same towards all the other
prisoners?”
“It is,” said he, “because I am waiting for a good ransom for the
rest of you.”
He would have given a much truer excuse if he had said, that, wishing
to make a descent on Cayenne, he was afraid that some of his people
might be captured, in which case he wished to have some with whom to
make an exchange, which did in reality happen, as we shall see in the
end.
The wind having freshened a little in the evening, we continued our
voyage through the whole night, and before noon approached Cayenne,
off a high rock named Connestable, and which is five or six leagues
distant. They had already learned of the disaster which had befallen
Oyapoc,--perhaps by a note which a young Indian had written, or
perhaps through some inhabitants of Aproakac, who had come to take
refuge at Cayenne. But they were ignorant of all the circumstances;
and the public, as it commonly happens in such cases, set in
circulation many reports, each one more false than the last. Some
said that every person at Oyapoc had been massacred, and that I, in
particular, had suffered a thousand cruelties. Others published that
there were many ships there, and that Cayenne would be obliged to
submit to the same fate. What seemed to give a little sanction to the
last news was, that the ship which had captured us carried with it
three boats, which, with the long-boat, made five vessels. All having
sails and looming up, at a distance caused them to make a formidable
appearance to those who were on shore.
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