“ But one of the boats in the fishing fleet never comes home, and from lonely huts on the coast reproachful eyes are cast upon the "Island of the Dead."On the long winter nights, when the "boys" gather about the fire in Old Steele's General Stores at Hall's Harbor, their hard gray life becomes bright for a spell. When a keg of hard cider is flowing freely the grim fishermen forget their taciturnity, the ice is melted from their speech, and the floodgates of their souls pour forth. But ever in the background of their talk, unforgotten, like a haunting shadow, is the "Island of the Dead." ”
Summary
"Great Pirate Stories," an anonymous collection of maritime tales, explores the turbulent world of 17th-century piracy through vivid accounts of seafaring conflicts, captivity, and the harsh realities of life aboard ships. Centered on figures like Captain Morgan and John Rawlins, the text weaves narratives of raids, escapes, and encounters with adversaries such as the Spaniards and Turks, often set against locales like Panama and the "Island of the Dead.
" Themes of violence, survival, and the clash between pirates and colonial powers permeate the stories, underscored by the foreword’s reflection on piracy as an enduring, if fading, aspect of maritime history. The work captures the era’s lawless spirit, blending historical accounts with dramatic portrayals of sea-born strife.
Quotes from Great Pirate Stories ()
“ We may easily imagine to ourselves the horror with which these miserable people must be seized, on being obliged to leave their homes, and everything dear to them. It was a most melancholy sight to see women in tears, clasping their infants in their arms, and imploring mercy for them from those brutal robbers! The old and the sick, who were unable to fly, or to make resistance, were either made prisoners or most inhumanly butchered! The boats continued passing and repassing from the junks to the shore, in quick succession, laden with booty, and the men besmeared with blood! ”
“ The sea-breeze freshened and brought up a schooner-rigged boat very fast. We had been at work twenty-four hours and were heartily tired; our slaves could work no longer, so we prepared for the Hollanders; they were afraid to close upon us and commenced firing at a distance. This was just what we wanted; we had guns as well as they, and by keeping up the fight until dark, we felt sure of escape. The Dutchmen, however, knew this too, and kept closing gradually upon us; and when they saw our prahus bailing out water and blood, they knew we were suffering and cheered like devils. ”
