The Buccaneer Chief: A Romance of the Spanish MainAimard, Gustave
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The Buccaneer Chief: A Romance of the Spanish Main
Aimard, Gustave
Buccaneers -- Fiction
The Spanish island lay before them with its large mounds, tall cliffs,
and its mountains, whose peaks seemed hidden in the clouds, while on
the starboard, Tortuga, with its dense, verdant forests, seemed a
basket of flowers rising from the bottom of the sea.
They had scarce landed ere a canoe, manned by four men, hailed the
lugger. These four men were Lepoletais, whom we have already caught a
glimpse of; one of his apprentices, L'Olonnais, and Omopoua, the Carib
chief.
The Indian had nearly got rid of the European dress, and resumed that
of his nation.
Montbarts went to meet his visitors, saluted them, and led them down to
the cabin.
"You are welcome," he said to them. "In a few minutes the other
leaders of the expedition will be here, and then we will talk. In the
meanwhile, take some refreshment."
And he gave an engagé orders to bring in spirits.
Lepoletais and Omopoua sat down without pressing, but L'Olonnais
remained modestly standing. In his quality of apprentice he dared not
place himself on a footing of equality with the adventurers. At this
moment Michael the Basque entered the cabin.
"Messmate," he said to Montbarts, "Captain Drake and David have just
come aboard. They are waiting on deck."
"Tell them to come below. I want to talk with them.".
Michael went out. A few minutes after, he returned, accompanied by the
two captains.
After the first compliments, the two officers drank a bumper, then
took their seats, and awaited the communication which their chief was
evidently about to make to them.
Montbarts knew the value of time, hence he did not put their patience
to a long trial.
"Brothers," he said, "I present to you Lepoletais, whom you doubtless
know already by reputation."
The adventurers bowed smilingly, and spontaneously offered their hand
to the buccaneer.
The latter cordially returned the pressure, delighted in his heart at
so frank a reception.
"Lepoletais," Montbarts continued, "is sent to me as a delegate by our
brethren, the buccaneers of Port Margot and Port de Paix; I prefer to
let him himself explain what he expects from us--in this manner we
shall more easily arrive at an understanding. Speak, then, I pray,
brother, we are listening."
Lepoletais first poured out a glass of rum, which he swallowed at a
draught, no doubt for the purpose of clearing his ideas; then, after
two or three sonorous "hums!" he resolved to speak.
"Brethren," he said, "whatever be the name given us--filibusters,
buccaneers, or habitants--our origin is the same, is it not? And we are
all adventurers. Hence, we are bound to assist and protect one another,
like the free companions we are; but, in order that this protection may
be efficient--that nothing may weaken in the future the alliance we
contract today--we must, like yourselves, find some real profit in the
alliance. Is not this the case?"
"Certainly," Michael said, to encourage him.
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