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Under a Renegade Flag (Part 10 Final Part)

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                                    Under a Renegade Flag (Part 10)

 

                        Our run in to Port-de-Paix took four and a quarter
                        hours! I raised a signal to the truck as soon as the
                        mainland hove into view...a signal asking for two pilot
                        gigs to help us berth, and for medical staff to be on
                        hand when we tied up! The last 10 miles I was able to
                        raise the glass and watch as the sun began setting over
                        the wooded slopes of the land! Half an hour later, and I
                        espied two boats coming away from the quayside and
                        heading in our direction!"Stand by aloft! Take in sail!
                        Reduce sail to lower main and mizzen! Prepare to hook up
                        to the boats! get two 6" manilas out through the
                        fairleads Mr Lester!"
                        "Aye Aye Sir!...Look lively lads! You heard the Cap'n!!"

                        Captain? Captain! I still couldn't get used to the idea!
                        I supposed I would have too! We would need a major refit
                        before Squalus was ready for sea again! Then there was
                        the problem of Baptiste! He would want reparation for
                        the loss of the Zee Schwalbe! We did have Lasalle's
                        plundered monies to capitalise upon! However, I wanted
                        the crew to share in the proceeeds of that windfall! I
                        wanted everyman to be able to leave the ship if he
                        wanted to, a free man with money in his pocket! I knew
                        then, that those that remained, will have stayed because
                        they wanted to, and not because they felt pressured, or
                        from loyalty to Van Eike!
                        As we lost way, and the boats neared, I raised the
                        glass...and..gave the order to "come about" and ready
                        Squalus for the pick-up! Lifting my eyes to the
                        masthead, I saw the flag signal raised, then dropped
                        suddenly to the flag deck! I picked up the telescope and
                        raised it to my eye! The first boat was now about a mile
                        away!....And there.... in the stern sheets....
                        sat.....ANNA!!!! My stomach did a back flip!! At last I
                        would have her in my arms again! And.....whether the
                        crew liked it or not!! She would be in my arms!!! That
                        was a certainty!!!!

                    
                                     

                          
                        We lowered the Jacob's ladder over the side, and the
                        boat containing Anna, brushed against the barnacled,
                        copper sheathing. I looked down into the boat, Anna
                        raised her eyes to mine and a small smile of relief
                        passed over her face! I smiled back...I also noticed her
                        eyes were puffy from crying! My stomach did another
                        back-flip, what had she been crying for I wondered?? The
                        other boat was now hitched on, and the boats crew were
                        pulling for the quayside. Anna gathered her skirts
                        around her, and procededed to climb, one handed, up the
                        swaying ladder. I climbed over the gunwhale, and dropped
                        to the rungs of the ladder, reached down and held her
                        hand, hoisting her up, and inboard. I looked into her
                        eyes, they were red from crying, they were bloodshot!
                        Worry lines etched her face! She stepped into my
                        arms...I heard sounds of surprise from some of the crew,
                        but most stood in respectful silence as we embraced!
                        There was a single whistle, turning, I smiled at the
                        whistler, who reddened, then...the whole crew burst into
                        smiles and applause!!! I took her in my arms, and kissed
                        her deeply, and passionately!!!... There were more
                        noises of encouragement from the decks...I took her
                        hand, started walking aft, to what remained of the
                        Captain's cabin!
                        "You have the ship Mr Jordan! Bring us alongside if you
                        please! I shall be in my cabin!"
                        "Aye Aye sir!" Jordan's smile reflected the attitude of
                        the whole crew! They were pleased to see that I had an
                        interest! Envious perhaps, but pleased!
                        "Oh Crees! I have so much to tell you! I 'ave been so
                        worry for you! What 'appen?"
                        "Wait until we get to the cabin and I'll explain Anna!
                        It's lovely to see you! To hold you!!"
                        "But the Capitaine cabin Crees! What 'appen to monsieur
                        Van Eike? 'E is not 'ere?"
                        "No Anna! Unfortunately, we suffered casualties...and
                        Captain Van Eike was killed in the action!
                        We arrived at the wreckage of the Captain's
                        quarters...at last we were alone. Anna melted into my
                        arms, I held her so tightly, her head against my
                        shoulder...then suddenly she started to sob! She cried
                        from a depth that I found very distressing!
                        "Anna what's wrong?"
                        "Oh Crees! I can waiting! You tell me of the battle
                        first! "Le Cochon"? Did you find 'im?"
                        "Aye Anna! We found him!! And his ship is destroyed!! He
                        will trouble us no more! In fact, I'm sure he's dining
                        with Davy Jones as we speak!"
                        "'oo is this Davy Jones Crees? Is he a friend? How will
                        'e not bother us more?"
                        I laughed. "Davy Jones is an unfortunate sailor, who
                        drowned, and now lives at the bottom of the ocean!
                        Sailor's stories say that sometimes he comes to the
                        surface, and takes unwary sailors to a watery grave! He
                        dwells on the ocean floor beside his sea-chest!"
                        "'E is Morte Chris?...'E is ...'ow you say? ...Died?"
                        "I think so Anna! I could not murder him in cold
                        blood...so I turned him loose...he would have a 40 mile
                        swim...but, I think he will have been a good meal for a
                        shark!!"
                        "Tell me Anna? Why are you crying? What has happened?
                        Are you ok? Have you remained safe?" My heart thudded in
                        my chest as I awaited the answer!
                        "Crees! It is my papa! 'E is died! When you tell me to
                        make sure 'e 'as not able to follow you, I go to ze
                        'ouse, I cannot find papa! I look...'ow you say?....all
                        over! I cannot find 'im! Then, in le petite maison (she
                        blushed) where we 'ave L'amour, I find a letter....is in
                        Anglaise! I bring it for you!"
                        This was indeed sad news for Anna!
                        " I try to read, but cannot really un'erstan' all Crees!
                        I find papa in the...ow' you say?..the under-floor
                        room?"
                        "The basement!" I replied.
                        "Oui!! Le basement! He was 'anged 'imself Crees! It is
                        so sad!"
                        She burst into uncontrollable sobs! I drew her into my
                        arms, and held her against me.
                        "When was this Anna?"
                        "Is the same day as you sail away Crees! We 'ave bury
                        'im in the Jardin du Maison....er....the house grass
                        piece? Oui! The grass piece!"
                        I smiled at her pidgin English....but I wondered how I
                        could console her?
                        "Anna....wait! I will read the letter!"
                        I read the piece of parchment that had been wax-sealed!
                        Baptiste knew of our foray against Lasalle!!! He had
                        learned of the destruction of the other two ships of the
                        pirate fleet! He understood we had left, and rightly
                        guessed we were about to engage Lasalle and his one
                        remaining ship! The letter went on to admit his
                        complicity in the slaving trade, his trading white women
                        to the Arabs, his merchanting of pirated wares! Finally,
                        he added that, as of the moment we sailed to engage the
                        pirate vessel, he knew that his enterprise had come to
                        an abrupt end! He was ruined! His involvement in the
                        heinous trading would be common knowledge amongst his
                        peers and among the Islands! He went on to reveal even
                        more shocking details...of child slavery!! Children as
                        young as five years of age were committed into slavery
                        with the Arabs....those under five were slaughtered!"
                        I shook with rage as I read the damning letter! What did
                        I tell Anna?
                        I continued reading!....The letter contained his wishes
                        for his final resting place after his death...a request
                        for forgiveness, and, a statement of attorney giving all
                        his worldly goods to his surviving daughter Anna
                        Baptiste! This included the family house, some
                        properties on other islands, a large plantation on
                        Garouba...and finally...and most repugnant....the
                        ownership of some seventy slaves working that
                        plantation!
                        I folded the letter, and stood in muted anger!
                        "Anna! Your father did not wish to live on! Knowing his
                        business interests were being destroyed by our ridding
                        the seas of Lasalle! He was involved in some very shady
                        and repugnant deals! However, he wanted you to know that
                        he loved you, and, has left provision for you in this
                        letter! He asks for your forgiveness....but felt he
                        couldn't go on! But, he wanted you to know how much he
                        loved you...and....he knew you loved him!"
                        "Oh Crees...I love 'im too! Muchly!....I love you too
                        Crees! Mon Cherie! J'adore!"
                        She raised her eyes to mine...her lips quickly
                        followed...we held the kiss for what seemed an eternity!

                        "Crees! I 'ave somethin' else I 'ave to tell you!"
                        "Shhhh!" I cradled her...her silky hair cascading around
                        my arm, "Shhhh!"
                        "Crees! I love you so much!! I am afear what I 'ave to
                        say!"
                        "What is it Anna?" There was more? More bad news I could
                        do without!!!
                        "Crees!....We make l'amour oui?....and Crees...we make
                        l'enfant! 'Ow you say? We make le petite one!!"
                        "A baby Anna? You are going to have a baby?"
                        "Oui mon amour! I am going to 'ave a baby!!"
                        I was stunned! A baby!!! I was going to be a father!
                        A Baby?? Ababy?? A BABY!!!!
                        I was stunned and surprised all in one! I was also
                        ecstatically happy suddenly! I hugged her, kissing her
                        forehead!
                        "Anna! You have made me so happy! So proud! I want you
                        to be with me forever! I want us to be together!I want
                        to show our baby to the world!!!"
                        I looked into her eyes....I saw her answer plainly
                        written!
                        "Crees! I want us to be together alway too! We can watch
                        our baby grow together 'ere! We 'ave all we need! Say
                        you will be need me Crees!"
                        "I need you Anna! More than anything in this world! I
                        would be honoured if you would be my wife! Someday! Not
                        necessarily now! But, I want you for my wife!"
                        She flung herself into my arms, and we held each other
                        for what seemed an eternity!! What now? What about my
                        crew and Squalus? A BABY!!!!!

 


                   


            

                       

                 
                   

                          
                        Anna whispered in my ear, when we took time out for a
                        breath...
                        "Crees...I want stay with you tonight? I want to be 'ere
                        with you tonight!.... On ship!!"
                        I had decided to call the crew to muster on the upper
                        decks before sundown, and I felt I should ask them,
                        firstly, what their individual futures were, and
                        secondly, did they want us to now register as a
                        privateering vessel, and thirdly, did they have any
                        objection to Anna staying aboard tonight! Although this
                        was entirely up to me now, as Captain, I felt it was
                        only common decency to ask my crew. A sailor has many
                        superstitions, among them is the bad luck brought about
                        by having a woman aboard a ship!!
                        I took Anna's hand, and we went on deck!
                        "Mr Jordan! Clear the lower decks if you will! I wish to
                        speak to you all!"
                        "Aye Aye Sir!" came the reply, Jordan slipped away to do
                        my bidding. Ten minutes later, and the crew, well....
                        nearly all of them, were on deck to hear what I had to
                        say!
                        I cleared my throat nervously.
                        "Men! You have done a splendid job, ridding the seas of
                        the scourge of Lasalle and his scurvy band! These
                        islands will be a better place for their absence! I wish
                        to give you the latest news and ideas I have. Firstly,
                        Mr Lester and Mr Richardson, the supply officer, are, at
                        this moment, below decks counting the proceeds recovered
                        from Lasalle! As you will understand, there is
                        absolutely no chance that any of these monies can be
                        returned to their rightful owners, so I am arranging for
                        each man to have an equal share of these prizes! (There
                        was a burst of applause, which lasted for a full minute.
                        I had to raise my hand to silence it!) each man will
                        have the same amount, including me!!! Secondly, I wish
                        to know what you all want to do about the Squalus? I
                        have the inclination, to register her in Jamaica as a
                        privateer, for this I shall need a crew! I acknowledge
                        many of you will want take your prize money and leave
                        for pastures new! I hold you to no contract! You are
                        free men, free to do as you wish! However, I will need a
                        crew to fulfil my desire to sail this ship against the
                        common enemies. I remind you, there are riches to be
                        had! Thirdly...and perhaps, the most personal
                        news...Miss Baptiste and I have decided to marry, we are
                        going to be the proud parents of a child, conceived in
                        love! I would like to take some time, whilst Squalus is
                        being refitted, to make arrangements! If you should
                        decide that you wish to remain as crew...then I shall
                        ask every man who stays... for a contribution from his
                        prize money, to help refit her! Those that decide to
                        leave, will naturally, be exempt! Oh....and
                        lastly...Miss Baptiste will be staying aboard for a
                        couple of days, to recuperate from the loss of her
                        father M.Baptiste, to whom this ship used to belong!
                        This ship is ours now men! I leave the decision to you!"

                        I turned, took Anna's arm, and proceeded aft to the
                        Captain's cabin!
                        I poured, with some reverence, two glasses of Van
                        Eikes's cherished Cherry Gin...I passed a glass to Anna.
                        "To us Anna! And to our baby!"
                        I clinked my glass aginst hers, and drank deeply...Anna
                        tried to sip hers, and immediately choked and
                        spluttered! I smiled...she blushed, and we tried again!
                        "Crees! I 'ave love you for long time! I can feel you
                        'ave love for me! Very deep love! I want for you, happy!
                        I want for you to be on ship you love too! We now 'ave,
                        ow you say?...mmm...Le maison grande?"
                        "Big house" I interjected.
                        "Oui! Beeg 'ouse! We 'ave the businesses interest in ze
                        islands! but...I want you to be 'appy! You are only
                        'appy when on the sea! I will wait 'ere for you
                        Crees...but I will be very lone? Is right....lone?"
                        "Lonely! Yes I know Anna! I will take time and we will
                        make plans! I may not have a crew yet!!"
                        I took her in my arms, she pressed herself against me, I
                        could feel the roundness of her lower belly pressing
                        urgently against me! Immediately my manhood became
                        aroused. As we kissed, her breath became short gasps, as
                        I raised my knee between her thighs....A sudden rap on
                        the door!! Bother and damnation!
                        It was Jordan!
                        "Excuse me sir, the crew have made me their spokesman!
                        They wish you to come on deck, where Moses will address
                        them, and he wishes to include you!"
                        "Very well Mr Jordan!" I looked nervously at Anna. She
                        smiled, I took her hand and led her on deck!
                        The crew were still assembled where I had left them,
                        below the mainmast!
                        Moses stood facing them on the steerage platform.
                        "Cap'n suh! Men! Yo hab gibben me da right to speak fo
                        yo all! I thank yo all for dat! Now...Cap'n Allen suh!
                        Dese men, dey wan' to sail dis ship agin! Dey wan' yo fo
                        de Cap'n...Dere be on'y two fella agin dat idea!
                        But...they 'ave bin 'suaded to join us!...Yessuh!! Cap'n
                        we wan' yo to take dis ship to sea 'gain as a
                        Private-man...we all ok to pay fo de refittin' an' we
                        unn'erstan' dat yo wan' some time wid de lady! I 'ave an
                        idea suh! My two womens fr'en ashore! I can 'range fo
                        dem to be 'elp fo Miss Baptiste suh! If'n she wan'
                        suh...dey will move in an' keep 'ouse fo yo both!" I
                        waited with bated breath...I looked at Anna...she was
                        smiling, and nodded in my direction.
                        "So yo see Capn! We not finish! Dis ship...she sail
                        agin!! An' she sail wid pride...she sail wid de same
                        crew...an' she sail wid de same Cap'n! An' suh?? Dese
                        men...dey wish you all to be 'appy suh....yo both
                        'appiness!"
                        I strode to the compass...I knew I was blushing, not an
                        action that befitted a ship's Captain, or a privateer
                        for that matter!!
                        "Men! I thank you for your decision! I have been, and
                        will continue to be, proud to be your Captain, proud to
                        have you as my crew! Mr Jordan! break out the Grog! A
                        good measure all round! I would like you all to raise
                        your glasses, when they have been filled, to "The
                        Future"!!!".... The raised hats, and the chorus of
                        cheers, announced the arrival of "The Privateer"!!!

 


                        THE END

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