Wlliam Gilmore Simms
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Novel (Romance) | Redfield | 1854
Transcription THE PIRATE HOARD. 45 9 v.
" SUCH was the true history of the captured Frenchman, whom
our pirate-chief persuaded the court of admiralty to adjudge to
him as a vessel picked up at sea, abandoned by its proper own-
ers. Blackbeard was soon at sea again. He was even more
successful in the results of his next cruise ; gathering Spanish
gold, ingots, and jewels of great value, the treasures equally of
east and west. But he carried in no more vessels for the juris-
diction of the courts. He employed the shorter processes of
firing and scuttling. He seldom found any prisoners. He kept
none. The sea locked up his secrets�for a time at least ; and
his cruise was a long one in proportion to its successes.
" But news reached him of a suspicious character. He heard
rumors of ships-of-war preparing to search for pirates. He was
advised from North Carolina, that his own virtues were not be-
yond suspicion, and that, somehow, certain rumors had reached
Virginia affecting his securities. It became necessary to hide
away the treasures already procured, before again venturing
within the waters of Cape Fear and Ocracocke. He must
cleanse the aspect of his craft, so that she should be able to en-
dure examination as a fair trader, and secure the bloody spoils
of previous ventures, beyond the grasp of law and civilization.
We all know how common was the practice among the pirates
of establishing hoards in unfrequented places. All these islets,
according to tradition, from the capes of Virginia to that of Flor-
ida conceals some buried treasure. On this occasion our pirates
put into Bull's bay, the avenues to which they well knew. In
this region, they selected a spot, either on Bull's island, or Long,
or some one of the islands immediately contiguous all of which
were then uninhabited�in which to hide their treasures. Here,
at midnight, they assembled. T* bole was dug in the earth.
The pirates all gathered around it. They bore the glittering
piles� in kegs, boxes, sacks, jars. They saw them all deposited.
Then they clasped hands, and each swore, severally repeating
the horrid oath which Blackbeard dictated.
There was a pause. The rites were yet unfinished. The
hole remained opened. Something was yet to be done, accord-