<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_X">CHAPTER X<br/> <span class="smaller">THE GOOD SHIP <i>EXCHANGE</i> OF BRISTOL</span></h2></div>
<p>A satirical English gentleman who lived in the
reign of Charles <span class="allsmcap">II.</span> and described himself as formerly
“a servant in England’s Navie,” published a pamphlet
in 1648 in which he complained bitterly of the
inability of “the present Government,” even in spite of the
expense of vast quantities of money, “to clear England’s
seas of Ireland’s Pyrates.” The latter belonged at this time
especially to Waterford and Wexford. A large amount of
money, he bewailed, had been and was still being spent “to
reduce half a dozen inconsiderable Pyrates,” but yet the
“pyrates are not reduced, neither are the seas guarded.”
One of these “pyrates” had in February 1647 in one day
taken three small ships and one pinnace of a total value of
£9000. One of these ships, whilst defending herself, had
lost her master and one of her mates, as well as five mariners,
besides other members of her crew wounded. And this
author of <i>A Cordiall for the Calenture</i> asks if the present
Government, with such an expenditure, cannot reduce half
a dozen pirates, “how will England’s Commonwealth be
wasted if the French, the Danes, the Dutch, or all of them
shall infest England’s Seas.”</p>
<p>Well, we know now that in time England’s navy did
actually defeat each of these—the Dutch, French and<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_115"></SPAN>[115]</span>
Danes. And although the pirates were a real and lasting
trouble, both in the narrow seas and in the Mediterranean,
yet, as the reader has now seen, it was no easy matter to
crush them more than for a short period. In 1675 we find
Sir John Narborough with a squadron sent to chastise the
pirates of Tripoli which were interrupting our overseas
trade. At dead of night he arrived before Tripoli, manned
his ships’ boats and sent them into the port under his
lieutenant, Mr. Cloudesly Shovell, who in later times was to
achieve such naval fame. The latter in the present instance
seized the enemy’s guard-boat, and so was able to get right
in undiscovered. He then surprised four Tripolitan ships,
which were all that happened to be in port, and having
burnt these, he returned to Narborough’s squadron, having
successfully accomplished that which he was sent to perform
without the loss of a man.</p>
<p>France, too, at this time having risen to the status of a
great naval power, was performing her share in putting
down this perpetual nuisance. In 1681, as the Barbarian
corsairs had for some time interrupted the French trade
across the Mediterranean, Du Quesne was sent with a fleet
against them. He was able to destroy eight galleys in the
Port of Scio in the Archipelago, and threw in so many
bombs that at length he subjected the corsairs to terms.
Finally, in 1684, he had obtained from them all the French
captives and had caused the pirates to pay 500,000 crowns
for the prizes they had taken. And in 1682 Admiral
Herbert had again been sent out by England against the
Algerine pirates.</p>
<p>And now, before we leave this period, I want to put
before the reader the interesting story which centres round
the Bristol ship named the <i>Exchange</i>, which was so happily
rescued from the Algerine pirates.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_116"></SPAN>[116]</span></p>
<p>The story begins on the 1st of November 1621, when
two ships were sent on their voyage from Plymouth. The
larger of these was the <i>George Bonaventure</i>, about 70 tons
burthen. The smaller of the two was the <i>Nicholas</i>, of 40
tons burthen, and her skipper’s name was John Rawlins, of
whom we shall have much to say. These two vessels, after
being freighted by Plymouth merchants, proceeded down
Channel, past Ushant and, after a fair passage, found themselves
across the Bay, round the Spanish coast and off
Trafalgar by the 18th of November. But the next morning,
just as they were getting into the Straits of Gibraltar, the
watch descried five ships under sail coming towards them as
fast as they could.</p>
<p>In a moment the English ships rightly guessed these
were pirate craft, and immediately began to escape. But
in spite of all their efforts, the pirates came the more
quickly. There were five of them in all, and the first came
right to windward of the English craft, the second came
“up on our luff,” and presently the remainder also came
along. Their Admiral was one Callfater, whose ship was
described as “having upon her main topsail two topgallant
sails, one above another.” For of these five ships two were
prizes, one being a small London ship, and the other a
west-country ship which, homeward bound with a cargo of
figs and other goods, had had the misfortune to fall into the
hands of these rovers.</p>
<p>So the <i>George Bonaventure</i> was taken and the Turkish
Vice-Admiral, whose name was Villa Rise, now called upon
the <i>Nicholas</i> to strike sail also, and Rawlins, seeing it was
useless to do otherwise, obeyed. The same day, before
nightfall, the Turkish Admiral sent twelve of the <i>George
Bonaventure’s</i> crew ashore, together with some other Englishmen
whom he had taken prisoners from another previous<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_117"></SPAN>[117]</span>
ship. The Admiral was doubtless nervous lest with so many
English seamen a mutiny might break out. So some were
set upon a strange land to fare as best they might. Villa
Rise, the Vice-Admiral, ordered Rawlins and five of his
company to go aboard Villa Rise’s ship, leaving three men
and a boy on the <i>Nicholas</i>. To the latter were sent thirteen
Turks and Moors—a right proportion to overmaster the
other four, in case mutiny should be meditated. The ships
then set a course for Algiers.</p>
<p>But the next night a heavy gale sprang up, so that they
lost sight of the <i>Nicholas</i>, and the pirates were afraid their
own ships would likewise perish. On the 22nd of November
Rawlins arrived at Algiers, but the <i>Nicholas</i> had not yet
come into port. In this piratical stronghold he found
numerous Englishmen now as slaves, and there were a
hundred “handsome English youths” who had been compelled
to turn Turks. For these inhuman Moslems, these
vipers of Africa, these monsters of the sea, having caught a
Christian in their net would next set about trying to make
him change his Christianity for Mohammedanism. If he
refused, he would be tortured without mercy, until some of
them, unable to endure these terrible sufferings any longer,
yielded and declared they would become Turks, being yet
Christians at heart. These poor, ill-treated English slaves,
though bowed down with their own troubles, welcomed this
latest batch and, says the contemporary narrator, “like
good Christians, they bade us ‘Be of good cheer! and
comfort ourselves in this! That God’s trials were gentle
purgations; and these crosses were but to cleanse the dross
from the gold, and bring us out of the fire again more clear
and lovely.’”</p>
<p>But if these Algerine pirates and taskmasters were
ordinarily cruel towards English seamen they were now the<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_118"></SPAN>[118]</span>
more embittered than ever, for they were still smarting
from the injury they had received in May of that year when
Sir Robert Mansell’s fleet had attempted to fire their ships
in the Mole. Tortures and all manner of cruelties were
dealt out to them by the infuriated Moslems, and there was
but little respect for the dignity of humanity. Some of
these men from the <i>George Bonaventure</i> and the <i>Nicholas</i>
were sold by auction to the highest bidder, and the bargainers
would assemble and look the sailormen over critically
as if they were at a horse fair, for the <i>Nicholas</i> had
arrived safely on the 26th of November. The Bashaw was
allowed to take one of these prisoners for himself, the rest
being sold. Rawlins was the last to be put up for sale, as
he had “a lame hand.” He was eventually bought by Villa
Rise for the sum which in the equivalent of English money
amounted to £7, 10s. The <i>Nicholas’</i> carpenter was also
bought at the same time.</p>
<p>These and other slaves were then sent into Villa Rise’s
ship to do the work of shipwrights and to start rigging her.
But some of these Algerines became exceedingly angry
when they found Rawlins, because of his “lame” hand,
could not do as much work as the other slaves. There
was a loud complaint, and they threatened to send him
up-country far into Africa, where “he should never see
Christendom again” and be banished for life. In the
meanwhile there lay at Algiers a ship called the <i>Exchange</i>
of Bristol, which had some time previously been seized by
the pirates. Here she “lay unrigged in the harbour, till,
at last, one John Goodale, an English Turk, with his
confederates (understanding she was a good sailer, and
might be made a proper man-of-war) bought her from the
Turks that took her” and got her ready for sea. Now
the overseer happened be an English renegado named<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_119"></SPAN>[119]</span>
Rammetham Rise, but his real name was Henry Chandler,
and it was through him that Goodale became master of
the <i>Nicholas</i>. They resolved that as there were so many
English prisoners they should have only English slaves for
their crew and only English and Dutch renegadoes as
their gunners, but for soldiers they took also Moslems on
board.</p>
<p>One of the saddest aspects of this Turkish piracy is the
not infrequent mention of men who either from fear or
from love of adventure had denied their religion and
nationality to become renegades. It is easy enough to
criticise those who were made so to act by compulsion and
heartrending tortures, such as placing a man flat on the
ground and then piling weights on to the top of his body
till life’s breath was almost crushed out of him: or thrashing
him without mercy till he would consent to become a
Moslem. The ideal man, of course, will in every instance
prefer martyrdom to saving his life by the sacrifice of
principles. But when the matter is pressed home to us as
individuals we may well begin to wonder whether we should
have played the man, as some of our ancestors did, or
whether we should, after much torturing, have succumbed
to the temptation of clinging to life at the critical moment.
Of those renegades some were undoubtedly thorough-paced
rascals, who were no credit to any community, but mere
worthless men without a spark of honour. Such as these
would as soon become Moslems as Christians, provided it
suited their mode of life. But it was the knowledge of the
sufferings of the other English prisoners which, with the
loss of ships and merchandise, caused the Government
repeatedly to send out those punitive expeditions. One
would have thought that the only effective remedy would
have been to have left a permanent Mediterranean squadron<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_120"></SPAN>[120]</span>
to patrol the North African coast and to chase the corsairs
throughout at least the entire summer season. But there
were many reasons which prevented this. The ships could
not be spared; there were the long-drawn-out Anglo-Dutch
wars, and it was not English ships and seamen exclusively
that were the objects of these attacks. But, if by any
means some continuous arrangement between the Christian
powers had been possible whereby the North African coast
could have been systematically patrolled, there is little
doubt but that endless effort, time, money, lives, ships,
commerce and human suffering might have been saved.
To-day, for instance, if piracy along that shore were ever
to break out again in a serious manner with ships such
as might harass the great European liners trading to the
Mediterranean, the matter would speedily be settled, if not
by the British Mediterranean squadron, at least by some
international naval force, as the Boxer troubles in China
were dealt with.</p>
<p>Nine English slaves and one Frenchman worked away
refitting the <i>Exchange</i>, and in this they were assisted
by two of Rawlins’ own seamen, named respectively Roe
and Davies. The former hailed from Plymouth, the latter
from Foy (or, as we spell it nowadays, Fowey). Now both
Rammetham Rise (<i>alias</i> Chandler), the captain, and Goodale,
the master, were both west-country men, so they were
naturally somewhat favourably disposed to Roe and Davies,
and promised them “good usage” if they did their duty
efficiently. For these men were to go in the <i>Exchange</i> as
soon as she was ready for sea-roving. Let us remind the
reader that the position of the captain in those days was
not quite analogous to what we are accustomed to-day.
Rather he was the supreme authority aboard for keeping
discipline. He was a soldier rather than a sailor, and<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_121"></SPAN>[121]</span>
usually was ignorant of seamanship and navigation. He
told the master where he wished the ship to go, and the
latter saw that the sailors did their work in trimming
sheets, steering the ship and so on. But the navigator
was known as the pilot. So, too, the master gunner was
responsible for all the guns, shot, powder, matches and the
like.</p>
<p>Rammetham Rise (the captain) and Goodale (the
master), now busying themselves getting together a crew
for this square-rigged <i>Exchange</i>, had to find the right kind
of men to handle her. What they needed most was a good
pilot or navigator who was also an expert seaman, for
neither Rammetham Rise nor Goodale were fit to be
entrusted with such a task as soon as the ship should get
beyond the Straits of Gibraltar and out of sight of land.
They therefore asked Davies if he knew among these
hundreds of prisoners of any Englishman who could be
purchased to serve in the capacity of pilot. Davies
naturally thought of his former skipper, and after searching
for him some time found him, and informed his two new
taskmasters that he understood that Villa Rise would be
glad to sell Rawlins, “and for all he had a lame hand,”
continued Davies, “yet had he a sound heart and noble
courage for any attempt or adventure.” So at last Rawlins
was bought for the sum of £10, and he was sent to supervise
the fitting out of the <i>Exchange</i>, especially to look after
the sails.</p>
<p>By the 7th of January 1622, the <i>Exchange</i>, with her
twelve good cannon, her munitions and provisions, was ready
for sea, and the same day she was hauled out of the Mole.
In her went a full ship’s company, consisting of sixty-three
Turks and Moors as soldiers, nine English slaves, one
Frenchman, four Hollanders and two English soldiers as<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_122"></SPAN>[122]</span>
gunners, as well as one English and one Dutch renegado.
The good ship, with this miscellaneous crew, put to sea. It
was better than slaving away ashore, but it was galling to
John Rawlins, a fine specimen of an English sailor, to have
to serve under these dogs. Rawlins, you must understand,
was one of those hot-tempered, blunt and daring seamen
such as had made England what she was in the time of
Elizabeth. Forceful, direct, a man of simple piety, of great
national pride, he was also a sailor possessing considerable
powers of resource and organisation, as we shall presently
see.</p>
<p>The <i>Exchange</i> was as fine and handsome a ship as
England had built during the Elizabethan or early Stuart
period. As she began to curtsey to the swell of the
Mediterranean Sea, the slaves were at work looking after
the guns and so on. Rawlins, in his brusque, fierce manner
which is so typical of Drake and many another sailor of the
late sixteenth or early seventeenth century, was working
and raging at the same time. While he was busying himself
among his fellow-countrymen, pulling ropes and looking
after the cannon, he complained in no measured terms of
the indignity of having to work merely to keep these
Moslem brutes in a life of wickedness. He broke out into
a torrent of complaint, as the other slaves besought him to
be quiet “least they should all fare the worse for his distemperature.”
However, he had firmly resolved to effect
an escape from all this, and after mentioning the matter
cautiously to his fellow-slaves he found they were similarly
minded.</p>
<p>From now onwards there follows one of the best yarns
in the history of piracy, and the story is as true as it
is exciting. On the 15th of January the morning tide
had brought the <i>Exchange</i> near to Cape de Gatte, and<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_123"></SPAN>[123]</span>
they were joined by a small Moslem ship which had followed
them out of Algiers the day after. This craft now gave
information that she had sighted seven small vessels in the
distance, six of them being sattees. (A sattee was a very fast,
decked species of galley, with a long, sharp prow and two
or three masts, each setting a lateen sail.) The seventh
craft was a polacca, a three-masted type of Mediterranean
ship which usually carried square sails on her mainmast, but
lateen sails on her fore and mizzen, though some of these
vessels had square sails on all three masts.</p>
<p>Before long the <i>Exchange</i> also sighted these seven and
made towards them. But when she had separated the polacca
from the rest, this craft, rather than surrender to the
infidels, ran herself ashore and split herself on the rocks,
and her crew made their way inland. As near as she dare
go the <i>Exchange</i> followed in-shore and let go anchor when
in the shallows. Both she and the other Moslem ship sent
out boats with many musketeers and some English and
Dutch renegades who, rowing off to the stranded polacca,
boarded her without opposition. Seven guns were found
on board, but after these had been hurled into the sea the
polacca was so lightened that she was floated safely off.
She was found to have a good cargo of hides and logwood,
the latter to be used for dyeing purposes.</p>
<p>In the pillaging of this craft there arose a certain
amount of dissension among the pirates, and eventually it
was decided to send her and the Moslem ship which had
joined them back to Algiers. Nine Turks and one English
slave were accordingly taken out of the <i>Exchange</i> and six
out of the Moslem craft to man the polacca till she reached
Algiers. The <i>Exchange</i>, now alone, with a fair wind
proceeded through the Straits into the Atlantic, which
the Turks were wont to speak of as the “Marr Granada.”<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_124"></SPAN>[124]</span>
Notwithstanding anything which has been said in this book
so far, it must be borne in mind that the Turk was essentially
not a seaman: he had no bias that way. He was
certainly a most expert fighter, however. It was not till
the renegade English, Dutch and other sailors settled
among them—notably those Barbarossas and other Levantine
sailors—that the Moslems learnt how to use the sea.
Had it not been for these teachers they would have continued
like the Ottomans, strong as land-fighters but
disappointing afloat. These Algerine corsairs in the
<i>Exchange</i> had no sea-sense and they did not relish going
beyond the Gibraltar Straits. So long as they were within
sight of land and in their oared galleys they were—given
such able seamanlike leaders as the Barbarossas—able to
acquit themselves well in any fighting. But to embark in
an ocean-going, full-rigged ship, such as the <i>Exchange</i>, and
to voyage therein beyond their familiar landmarks was to
place them in a state of grave concern.</p>
<p>These Moslems never went to sea without their Hoshea
or wizard, and this person would, by his charlatanism,
persuade these incapable mariners what to do and how to
act. Every second or third night, after arriving at the
open sea, this wizard would go through various ceremonies,
consult his book of wizardry, and from this he would advise
the captain as to what sails ought to be taken in, or what
sail to be set. The whole idea was thoroughly ludicrous
to the rude, common-sense Devonshire seamen, who marvelled
that these infidels could be so foolish.</p>
<p>The <i>Exchange</i> was wallowing on her way when there
suddenly went up the cry, “A sail! A sail!” Presently,
however, it was found only to be another of these Moslem
corsairs making towards the <i>Exchange</i>. After speaking
each other the ships parted, the <i>Exchange</i> now going<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_125"></SPAN>[125]</span>
north, past Cape St. Vincent, on the look out for the well-laden
ships which passed between the English Channel and
the Straits of Gibraltar. All this time the English slaves
were being subjected to the usual insults and maltreatment.
The desire to capture the <i>Exchange</i> positively obsessed
John Rawlins, and his active brain was busy devising some
practical scheme. He resolved to provide ropes with
“broad specks of iron” so that he might be able to close up
the hatchways, gratings and cabins. Roughly his plan was
to shut up the captain and his colleagues and then, on
a signal being given, the Englishmen, being masters of
the “gunner-room” with the cannon and powder, would
blow up the ship or kill their taskmasters one by one if
they should open their cabins.</p>
<p>It was a daring plan and worthy of a man like Rawlins.
But in all attempts at mutiny it is one thing to conceive a
plan and it is another matter to know whom to entrust
with the secret. In this respect Rawlins was as cautious
as he was enterprising, and he felt his way so slowly and
carefully that nothing was done hastily or impetuously or
with excess of confidence.</p>
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