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<h2 class="chapter"><SPAN name="Chapter_XIV" id="Chapter_XIV"></SPAN>Chapter XIV</h2>
<h2>Villany on a Grand Scale</h2>
<p>When L'Olonnois landed on the disreputable
shores of Tortuga, he was received
by all circles of the vicious society of the
island with loud acclamation. He had not only
taken a fine Spanish ship, he had not only bearded
the Governor of Havana in his fortified den, but
he had struck off ninety heads with his own hand.
Even people who did not care for him before reverenced
him now. In all the annals of piracy no
hero had ever done such a deed as this, and the
best records of human butchering had been broken.</p>
<p>Now grand and ambitious ideas began to swell
the head of this champion slaughterer, and he conceived
the plan of getting up a grand expedition to
go forth and capture the important town of Maracaibo,
in New Venezuela. This was an enterprise
far above the ordinary aims of a buccaneer, and it
would require more than ordinary force to accomplish
it. He therefore set himself to work to enlist
a large number of men and to equip a fleet of
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vessels, of which he was to be chief commander or
admiral. There were a great many unemployed
pirates in Tortuga at that time, and many a brawny
rascal volunteered to sail under the flag of the daring
butcher of the seas.</p>
<p>But in order to equip a fleet, money was necessary
as well as men, and therefore L'Olonnois
thought himself very lucky when he succeeded in
interesting the principal piratical capitalist of Tortuga
in his undertaking. This was an old and
seasoned buccaneer by the name of Michael de
Basco, who had made money enough by his piratical
exploits to retire from business and live on his
income. He held the position of Mayor of the
island and was an important man among his fellow-miscreants.
When de Basco heard of the great
expedition which L'Olonnois was about to undertake,
his whole soul was fired and he could not rest
tamely in his comfortable quarters when such great
things were to be done, and he offered to assist
L'Olonnois with funds and join in the expedition if
he were made commander of the land forces. This
offer was accepted gladly, for de Basco had a great
reputation as a fighter in Europe as well as in
America.</p>
<p>When everything had been made ready, L'Olonnois
set sail for Maracaibo with a fleet of eight
ships. On the way they captured two Spanish vessels,
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both of which were rich prizes, and at last they
arrived before the town which they intended to
capture.</p>
<p>Maracaibo was a prosperous place of three or four
thousand inhabitants; they were rich people living in
fine houses, and many of them had plantations which
extended out into the country. In every way the
town possessed great attractions to piratical marauders,
but there were difficulties in the way; being
such an important place, of course it had important
defences. On an island in the harbor there was a
strong fort, or castle, and on another island a little
further from the town there was a tall tower, on the
top of which a sentinel was posted night and day to
give notice of any approaching enemy. Between
these two islands was the only channel by which the
town could be approached from the sea. But in
preparing these defences the authorities had thought
only of defending themselves against ordinary naval
forces and had not anticipated the extraordinary
naval methods of the buccaneers who used to be
merely sea-robbers, who fell upon ships after they
had left their ports, but who now set out to capture
not only ships at sea but towns on land.</p>
<p>L'Olonnois had too much sense to run his ships
close under the guns of the fortress, against which
he could expect to do nothing, for the buccaneers
relied but little upon their cannon, and so they paid
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no more attention to the ordinary harbor than if it
had not been there, but sailed into a fresh-water lake
at some distance from the town, and out of sight of
the tower. There L'Olonnois landed his men, and,
advancing upon the fort from the rear, easily crossed
over to the little island and marched upon the fort.
It was very early in the morning. The garrison
was utterly amazed by this attack from land, and
although they fought bravely for three hours, they
were obliged to give up the defence of the walls,
and as many of them as could do so got out of
the fort and escaped to the mainland and the
town.</p>
<p>L'Olonnois now took possession of the fort, and
then, with the greater part of his men, he returned
to his ships, brought them around to the entrance
of the bay, and then boldly sailed with his whole
fleet under the very noses of the cannon and anchored
in the harbor in front of the town.</p>
<p>When the citizens of Maracaibo heard from the
escaping garrison that the fort had been taken, they
were filled with horror and dismay, for they had no
further means of defence. They knew that the
pirates had come there for no other object than to
rob, pillage, and cruelly treat them, and consequently
as many as possible hurried away into the
woods and the surrounding country with as many
of their valuables as they could carry. They resembled
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the citizens of a town attacked by the
cholera or the plague, and in fact, they would have
preferred a most terrible pestilence to this terrible
scourge of piracy from which they were about to
suffer.</p>
<p>As soon as L'Olonnois and his wild pirates had
landed in the city they devoted themselves entirely to
eating and drinking and making themselves merry.
They had been on short commons during the latter
part of their voyage, and they had a royal time with
the abundance of food and wine which they found in
the houses of the town. The next day, however,
they set about attending to the business which had
brought them there, and parties of pirates were sent
out into the surrounding country to find the people
who had run away and to take from them the treasures
they had carried off. But although a great
many of the poor, miserable, unfortunate citizens
were captured and brought back to the town, there
was found upon them very little money, and but
few jewels or ornaments of value. And now L'Olonnois
began to prove how much worse his presence
was than any other misfortune which could have
happened to the town. He tortured the poor prisoners,
men, women, and children, to make them
tell where they had hidden their treasures, sometimes
hacking one of them with his sword, declaring
at the same time that if he did not tell where
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his money was hidden he would immediately set to
work to cut up his family and his friends.</p>
<p>The cruelties inflicted upon the inhabitants by
this vile and beastly pirate and his men were so
horrible that they could not be put into print.
Even John Esquemeling, who wrote the account
of it, had not the heart to tell everything that had
happened. But after two weeks of horror and torture,
the pirates were able to get but comparatively
little out of the town, and they therefore determined
to go somewhere else, where they might do better.</p>
<p>At the southern end of Lake Maracaibo, about
forty leagues from the town which the pirates had
just desolated and ruined, lay Gibraltar, a good-sized
and prosperous town, and for this place
L'Olonnois and his fleet now set sail; but they were
not able to approach unsuspected and unseen, for
news of their terrible doings had gone before them,
and their coming was expected. When they drew
near the town they saw the flag flying from the fort,
and they knew that every preparation had been
made for defence. To attack such a place as this
was a rash undertaking; the Spaniards had perhaps
a thousand soldiers, and the pirates numbered but
three hundred and eighty, but L'Olonnois did not
hesitate. As usual, he had no thought of bombardment,
or any ordinary method of naval warfare;
but at the first convenient spot he landed all his
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men, and having drawn them up in a body, he made
them an address. He made them understand
clearly the difficult piece of work which was before
them; but he assured them that pirates were so
much in the habit of conquering Spaniards that if
they would all promise to follow him and do their
best, he was certain he could take the town. He
assured them that it would be an ignoble thing
to give up such a grand enterprise as this simply
because they found the enemy strong and so well
prepared to meet them, and ended by stating that if
he saw a man flinch or hold back for a second, he
would pistol him with his own hand. Whereupon
the pirates all shook hands and promised they would
follow L'Olonnois wherever he might lead them.</p>
<p>This they truly did, and L'Olonnois, having a
very imperfect knowledge of the proper way to the
town, led them into a wild bog, where this precious
pack of rascals soon found themselves up to their
knees in mud and water, and in spite of all the
cursing and swearing which they did, they were not
able to press through the bog or get out of it.
In this plight they were discovered by a body of
horsemen from the town, who began firing upon
them. The Spaniards must now have thought that
their game was almost bagged and that all they had
to do was to stand on the edge of the bog and shoot
down the floundering fellows who could not get
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away from them. But these fellows were bloody
buccaneers, each one of them a great deal harder
to kill than a cat, and they did not propose to stay
in the bog to be shot down. With their cutlasses
they hewed off branches of trees and threw these
down in the bog, making a sort of rude roadway by
means of which they were able to get out on solid
ground. But here they found themselves confronted
by a large body of Spaniards, entrenched
behind earthworks. Cannon and musket were
opened upon the buccaneers, and the noise and
smoke were so terrible they could scarcely hear the
commands of their leaders.</p>
<p>Never before, perhaps, had pirates been engaged
in such a land battle as this. Very soon the Spaniards
charged from behind their earthworks, and
then L'Olonnois and his men were actually obliged
to fly back. If he could have found any way of
retreating to his ships, L'Olonnois would doubtless
have done so, in spite of his doughty words, when
he addressed his men, but this was now impossible,
for the Spaniards had felled trees and had made
a barricade between the pirates and their ships.
The buccaneers were now in a very tight place;
their enemy was behind defences and firing at them
steadily, without showing any intention of coming
out to give the pirates a chance for what they considered
a fair fight. Every now and then a buccaneer
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would fall, and L'Olonnois saw that as it
would be utterly useless to endeavor to charge the
barricade he must resort to some sort of trickery
or else give up the battle.</p>
<p>Suddenly he passed the word for every man to
turn his back and run away as fast as he could from
the earthworks. Away scampered the pirates, and
from the valiant Spaniards there came a shout of
victory. The soldiers could not be restrained from
following the fugitives and putting to death every
one of the cowardly rascals. Away went the buccaneers,
and after them, hot and furious, came the
soldiers. But as soon as the Spaniards were so far
away from their entrenchments that they could not
get back to them, the crafty L'Olonnois, who ran
with one eye turned behind him, called a halt, his
men turned, formed into battle array, and began an
onslaught upon their pursuing enemy, such as these
military persons had never dreamed of in their
wildest imagination. We are told that over two
hundred Spaniards perished in a very short time.
Before a furious pirate with a cutlass a soldier with
his musket seemed to have no chance at all, and
very soon the Spaniards who were left alive broke
and ran into the woods.</p>
<p>The buccaneers formed into a body and marched
toward the town, which surrendered without firing
a gun, and L'Olonnois and his men, who, but an hour
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before, had been in danger of being shot down by
their enemy as if they had been rabbits in a pen, now
marched boldly into the centre of the town, pulled
down the Spanish flag, and hoisted their own in its
place. They were the masters of Gibraltar. Never
had ambitious villany been more successful.</p>
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