<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_XX">CHAPTER XX<br/> <span class="smaller">PIRATES OF THE PERSIAN GULF</span></h2></div>
<p>We have seen throughout this volume that there have
always been certain geographical areas which have
been favoured by pirates as their suitable sphere
for roving. Madagascar, Malabar, the north coast of
Africa, the West Indies—these and others have been the
scene, not of one piratical incident, but of scores.</p>
<p>The Persian Gulf is to this day not quite the peaceful
corner of the globe that undoubtedly some day it will
become. It is still patrolled by the Royal Navy for various
reasons, including the prevention of gun-running. Just how
long the Persian Gulf has been navigated it would be
impossible to say: but there is every reason to suppose that
if the first kind of boat which ever floated was seen on the
Tigris or Euphrates, the first sea-going craft was observed
in the Persian Gulf. At any rate it is certain that the
Arabians who occupy that peninsula which separates the
Red Sea from the Persian Gulf were in the early stages
of history the greatest navigators and seamen anywhere.
Even right down to the Middle Ages, for scientific navigation,
with the aid of those nautical instruments which were
the forerunners of our modern sextant, there were no
mariners who could find their way across the trackless seas
so skilfully as these inhabitants of Arabia.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_225"></SPAN>[225]</span></p>
<p>From time immemorial there have dwelt on the west
side of the Persian Gulf an Arabian tribe named the
Joassamees, engaged in maritime pursuits either in trading,
or pearl-fishing, or as pilots to strange ships entering the
Gulf, or else acting as pirates. For it was obvious to them
that this last mentioned occupation held out much that was
tempting. So the Joassamees began in a small way,
pillaging the coasting vessels of the Gulf, and as they found
their efforts in this respect were so successful they aspired
to bigger things. We are speaking now of that fascinating
period of the sailing ship which belongs to the end of the
eighteenth and the beginning of the nineteenth centuries.</p>
<p>The reader will instantly call to mind those fine ships
of the East India Company, so smart and similar to the
ships of the Royal Navy in appearance, and so similar in
discipline and actual build. Shortly before the close of the
eighteenth century the <i>Viper</i>, a 10-gun East Indiaman, was
lying at anchor in the Bushire Roads. (Bushire is a port
on the east or Persian side of the Gulf.) In the same
harbour there were at anchor also a few dhows. Up till
now these pirates had never molested an English ship:
they had confined their attentions to native craft, so no
efforts had been made to deal with them.</p>
<p>Now the skippers of these dhows had applied to the
Persian agent of the East India Company for a supply of
gunpowder and cannon shot to last them out their cruise,
and, as the agent had no suspicions whatever, he gave them
an order to the commanding officer on board for the desired
quantity. It happened that the <i>Viper’s</i> captain was ashore,
so the order was produced to the officer in charge, the
quantity mentioned was handed over, and the dhows began
to make sail. The <i>Viper’s</i> crew were breakfasting on deck,
and the officers below, when, without any warning, a couple<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_226"></SPAN>[226]</span>
of these dhows began to cannonade the <i>Viper</i>, and the crews
attempted to come aboard. No time was lost on the
Indiaman, however, for the officers rushed up on deck,
called the crew to quarters, cut the hempen cable, got
sail on her so as to be ready for manœuvring, and a regular
engagement began between the <i>Viper</i> and the four dhows
which had plenty of men and big guns. It was a determined
onslaught, and Lieutenant Carruthers, the commanding
officer, was wounded in the lower part of the body,
but bravely kept on, until he was killed by a ball in the
forehead.</p>
<p>The command now fell on Mr. Salter, midshipman, who
continued the fight not less courageously, and, after a keen
encounter, drove the pirates off and chased them out to sea.
This gave them a severe lesson, so that years passed by
before another similar attempt was made on the British flag.
But in the year 1804 there was a renewed attempt, and the
following story, though a little involved, is of real interest.
It begins with the East India Company’s cruiser named
<i>Fly</i>, and the scene is still the Persian Gulf. At the time
we are speaking of this ship was off the island of Kenn
when she had the bad fortune to be attacked by a French
privateer. In order, however, to prevent the enemy
boarding her, she was purposely run on to a shoal, and the
Government dispatches which she was carrying, together
with some treasure, were thrown overboard in 2½ fathoms,
cross-bearings having first been taken so that perhaps these
might be recovered at some future date. The passengers
and crew were taken to Bushire and set at liberty.</p>
<p>They then purchased a dhow by subscription, fitted her
out and sailed down the Gulf bound for Bombay. On
their way they stopped near Kenn Island to recover the
dispatches and treasure. The former they managed to get<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_227"></SPAN>[227]</span>
up again, and as there was no time to waste they left the
treasure and were hurrying on to their goal. But when
they got to the south of the Gulf they had even worse
fortune, for they were attacked by a fleet of Joassamee
pirates and taken into the port of Ras-el-Khyma, which
was to these Arabian rovers what Algiers had been to the
corsairs of the Mediterranean. Here the English remained
in the hope of being ransomed, but no such opportunity
occurred. Months went by, and at last they determined to
do what they could. They informed the pirate-chief of
the treasure which lay sunk in the Gulf, and assured him
that having taken good cross-bearings of the spot by the
marks on shore the wealth could be recovered if some of
these Arabians, so accustomed to pearl-diving, would assist
them. The arrangement was that if the treasure was
recovered the English should regain their liberty.</p>
<p>So English and Arabian sailed to the spot, and anchored
where the cross-bearings indicated. The first divers who
went down were so successful that all the crew dived down
to the bottom of the fifteen feet in turns. And then came
the great chance of escape. While practically all these
men were below the water on the floor of the sea, it seemed
that the real opportunity was at hand after all those
months to get away. The picture is not without humour—the
prisoners above in the craft, while the captors are left
behind with no alternative but to swim ashore. But the
best laid schemes of mice and men often work out differently
from mere theory. The cable was cut, and either the
splash of the rope in the water, or some suspicious instinct
in these primitive people betrayed the plot, so the divers
rushed up again to the surface and prevented the consummation
of the prisoners’ desires.</p>
<p>But for all that, the pirates kept their word. The<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_228"></SPAN>[228]</span>
treasure had been recovered, so the prisoners were given
their liberty. The promise was kept <i>literally</i> and no more.
For being placed on the island of Kenn there was no means
of escaping from this limited freedom; and, further, there
was practically nothing to eat. The pirates came ashore
at the same time and put to death all the inhabitants, and
the Englishmen, thinking it might be their own turn next,
took to hiding in the rocks as best they might, going out
under cover of night to steal a goat or whatever food might
fall into their hands. But when at last the pirates had
completed their bloody work they departed, leaving the
Englishmen the sole inhabitants.</p>
<p>It was clear to the latter that if they wished to keep
alive, they too must quit the island; but what were they to
do for a boat? And here again we have one of those
instances which, in fiction, would be far-fetched. When
they were most in despair they had the good fortune to
find a wrecked boat on the beach which might be capable
of being repaired. Through the silent, deserted town the
mariners searched until they were able to bring down to
the beach an adequate supply of timber for patching up the
boat and for making also a raft. In a few days both of
these were ready, and the party in two sections began to
endeavour to cross to the Persian shore. But one of the
sections foundered and were never seen again, while
the other reached the mainland and then, following the
line of coast, obtaining food and water from the villages
through which they passed, they arrived at length after
terrible privations at Bushire, still having preserved their
Government dispatches. Thence they proceeded to Bombay,
but out of the whole company there were only two
that survived, though the bag of dispatches was brought
at last into safety.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_229"></SPAN>[229]</span></p>
<p>In the following year two English brigs were also
captured by these pirates, while the former were sailing
from Bombay to Bussorah, and the crew taken to an
Arabian port, whence they succeeded in escaping, though
the piracies now continued unabated. By the year 1808
these Joassamees were becoming exceedingly strong and
impudent. Their many successes had made them more
desperate than ever, and the time-honoured practice of
heaving the resisting captain overboard was, of course,
resorted to. One of the most daring attacks was that on
the <i>Sylph</i>, an East India Company’s cruiser of 60 tons,
mounting 8 guns. She was bound from Bombay to
Persia, and when she had arrived in the Gulf she was
attacked by a fleet of these Arab dhows. The commander
of the <i>Sylph</i> was a Lieutenant Graham. He, of course,
observed these craft approaching him, but he had been
previously warned by the Bombay Government not to fire
upon any of these dhows until he had first been fired at.</p>
<p>Under the circumstances one would have thought that
was a clear instance when orders might have been disobeyed:
for before he had even time to hoist his colours
to indicate his nationality, the dhows had thrown themselves
against the <i>Sylph</i>, poured in a shower of stones,
wounded many of the crew, and then leapt aboard and
captured the vessel before a single shot had been fired.
Those whom they had not killed were now slain with the
sword, and the enemy being in sole possession made sail
and took the ship along triumphantly, their dhows bearing
them company. But before long the Commodore of the
squadron hove in sight, cruising in the frigate <i>Nereid</i>.
Seeing the <i>Sylph</i> with so many dhows alongside, he
correctly surmised that the East Indiaman had fallen a
victim to the pirates. So giving chase to this assorted<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_230"></SPAN>[230]</span>
fleet he soon came up to the East Indiaman, and the Arabs
having leapt again into their dhows, the Commodore was
able to regain the <i>Sylph</i>, though he was unable to capture
either dhow or Arab.</p>
<p>And then the East India Government began to realise
that something ought to be done to end these repeated
attacks: so an expedition was sent from Bombay consisting
of a frigate and a 38-gun ship as well as eight East India
Company’s cruisers, four large transports and a bomb-ketch.
These at length arrived at Ras-el-Khyma, anchored
before the town and landed the troops. The Arabs
assembled in crowds to attack the invaders, but the trained
troops were too great a match for them. The regular
volleys and the charge at the point of the bayonet caused
very heavy losses to the enemy. The place was burnt
down, sixty of their dhows and boats as well as an English
ship which they had previously captured were also consumed
in flames, and the troops were allowed to plunder
all that they found. With very small loss to the invaders
the whole place had been wiped out, though it was thought
that the treasures had been taken inland by the pirates.</p>
<p>The expedition afterwards sailed to Linga, another of
these pirate ports, and burnt it to the ground. And after
an exciting encounter yet another port, named Luft, was
also overcome. It happened on this wise. Because the
channel was very difficult and narrow, the ships had to be
warped to their anchorages. The troops were then landed,
and it was hoped to have been able to blow up the gate of
the fortress with a howitzer specially brought for such a
purpose. The fortress’s walls were fourteen feet thick, so
it would have been a tough business to have razed them
to the ground. But the English were picked off by the
enemy so disastrously from the loopholes of the fortress<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_231"></SPAN>[231]</span>
that a general flight took place of our men, and the
howitzer was left behind. The troops lay hidden till darkness
came on, and were thus enabled to make for the beach,
where they embarked without further assault from the
enemy. But as the dawn came, judge of the surprise of
the invaders when they saw a man on the top of the fortress
walls waving the Union Jack! The whole squadron
marvelled and rubbed their eyes in amazement. Who was
it, and how had he remained there alive, and what were
the enemy doing? The answer was soon found. This
gallant gentleman was Lieutenant Hall who was in command
of the <i>Fury</i>, one of the ships nearest to the shore.
During the darkness he had put off from his ship, landed
alone with a Union Jack and advanced to the castle gate.
Here he found the fortress had been for the most part
abandoned, but there were a few of the enemy still remaining.
When they saw the British officer these presumed that
there were more of his followers coming on, so they fled
precipitately. All that the officer now had to do was to
take possession single-handed. It was a plucky, cool act,
and well worthy of remembrance.</p>
<p>The fleet got under way again, bombarded for several
days another pirate stronghold named Shenaz. A breach
was made in the castle walls, and even now a stubborn
resistance was made, the Arabs fighting finely till the last,
but the town was overcome and left a mere ruin. And
such was the effect of this protracted expedition, that for
some years following the pirates were compelled to reverence
the British flag whenever they were tempted to attack
our ships at sea. But as it was with Algiers, so with these
Arabian pirates. The respite did not continue long, and
by the year 1815 the Arabian dhows were infesting the
entrance of the Red Sea. Under their admiral, Ameer<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_232"></SPAN>[232]</span>
Ibrahim, a fleet of them, the following year, captured near
the Straits of Babelmandeb four British vessels richly laden
with cargo from Surat.</p>
<p>So again a British squadron had to be sent against
them. This consisted of H.M.S. <i>Challenger</i> and the East
India Company’s cruisers <i>Mercury</i>, <i>Ariel</i> and <i>Vestal</i>, which
were dispatched to the port of Ras-el-Khyma, where a
demand was presented for the return of the four Surat
ships or, if not forthcoming, then the payment of four lacks
of rupees, coupled with the handing over of Ameer Ibrahim.
This town stands on a narrow tongue of sandy land, pointing
to the north-east, presenting its north-west edge to the
open sea and its south-east edge to a creek which ran up to
the south-west and affords a safe harbour for small craft.
Round towers and isolated walls were seen, but no continuous
wall. There were about 10,000 inhabitants in the town, and
the port boasted of 60 dhows manned by crews of from 80 to
300 men. In the present instance they were assisted by another
40 dhows from other ports. In short, the concentrated
force amounted to about 100 dhows and 8000 fighting men.</p>
<p>After some fruitless negotiations, the signal was made
to the British squadron to get up anchors and stand in
close to the shore. This was followed by another signal to
engage with the enemy, and the squadron bore down nearly
in line before the wind, under easy sail, till they got near
where four dhows were lying at anchor, the depth of the
water gradually shoaling till they found themselves in 2½
fathoms. At this sounding the squadron anchored with
springs on the cables, so that each vessel lay with her broadside
to the shore. Fire was now opened against these four
of the enemy’s craft, the latter seething with men, brandishing
their weapons in the air. At first some of our shells
reached the shore and buried themselves in the sand, others<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_233"></SPAN>[233]</span>
fell across the bows of the Arab craft. On all the forts
were seen the Arabs’ colours flying, and crowds of armed
men were visible on the beach. But, unhappily, the whole
of this bombardment availed nothing and a bloodless battle
was brought to an end.</p>
<div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/illus7.jpg" width-obs="460" height-obs="700" alt="" /> <p class="caption"><span class="smcap">Attacking a Pirate Stronghold</span></p>
<p class="caption-sub">A breach was made in the wall by the British, but a stubborn resistance was made, the
Arabs fighting finely till the last, but the town was overcome and left a mere ruin.</p>
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<p>In the year 1818, as these pirates had assumed such
strength and daring to the great menace of commercial
shipping, another fleet had to be sent against them. For
the Arab dhows had not merely plundered ships at sea but
ravaged the sea-coast towns on islands as well as mainland.
But the British ships now dispatched intercepted them and
drove them back into the Gulf. In one day as many as
seventeen dhows were being chased by one of ours, but the
wind just suited the Arabian craft so that they managed to
get away. And so we might continue. For years these
pirates caused grievous trouble, and for years they had to
be dealt with. Perhaps the time will come when the
Persian Gulf will be as safe for navigation as the English
Channel is to-day, with regard to the elimination of pirate
craft. Matters have, thanks to the patrolling by the Royal
Navy, improved considerably: but that there is still danger
is well-known, and it would be foolish to ignore it. For
we must remember that it is a hard task to exterminate
such an ancient profession as piracy, and especially when
the practice is carried on by such an historic race of seamen
as the Arabs. When any community has been accustomed
for centuries and centuries, either in the Persian Gulf or the
Red Sea or the Arabian Sea or the Indian Ocean, to gain
their living by sea robbery; when they have made such a
careful study of the local navigation and the habits of their
potential victims,—it is no easy matter for these men suddenly
to relinquish their previous habits and to give up their
hard-earned knowledge. It would be just as easy for a<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_234"></SPAN>[234]</span>
Brixham or Lowestoft fisherman to give up his vocation
and take to farming or manufacture, as it has been for the
Arab slaver and pirate to become a law-abiding seaman.
But as so many of the notorious piratical seas in the past
have been cleansed beyond all expectation, so, doubtless,
the time will come when the last sea-robber has disappeared
from both hemispheres and the pirate has become as extinct
as the dodo. But whether the story of the sea will thereby
be as interesting and exciting as in previous ages is quite
another matter.</p>
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