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  London Report of the Council of Foreign Plantations to the Lords of Trade of the Privy Council Board


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id: 29316
title: Sir Henry Morgan, Buccaneer: A Romance of the Spanish Main
author: Brady, Cyrus Townsend
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  HOW SIR HENRY MORGAN IN HIS OLD AGE RESOLVED TO GO A-BUCCANEERING AGAIN HOW SIR HENRY MORGAN IN HIS OLD AGE RESOLVED TO GO A-BUCCANEERING AGAIN all men who had ever held office in Jamaica Sir Henry Morgan, sometime "God rest the soul of the King!" cried Morgan, lifting his hat from his "There''s one yonder, man," cried Morgan, pointing up the harbor, where "A good plan, Master Morgan," cried Hornigold, forgetting the title as "Long live Sir Henry Morgan, King of the Buccaneers!" cried a voice out "Look you, Captain Morgan," cried Hornigold, pointing to leeward. "Donna Mercedes," cried the unhappy young man, "I love thee, I adore "You have loved me," cried the young man, turning toward Donna Mercedes, "That''s well done!" cried Morgan, "Captain Alvarado, if that be your "Long life to Donna de Lara and Captain Alvarado!" cried old Agramonte,


id: 25022
author: Collins, Daniel
title:
  Narrative of the shipwreck of the brig Betsey, of Wiscasset, Maine, and murder of five of her crew, by pirates, on the coast of Cuba, Dec. 1824.


id: 7210
title: The Motor Girls on Waters Blue; Or, the Strange Cruise of the Tartar
author: Penrose, Margaret
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  adventures, Cora, and her chums, Bess and Belle Robinson, helped to Cora, Bess and Belle were real girl chums, but they never knew all, "And on your way, Cora dear," requested her mother, "stop at Dr. Blake''s office, and ask him to meet the train Jack comes on. "There''s Jack!" cried Bess, grasping Cora''s shoulder, and directing "I know, Jack, it is too bad," said Cora, sympathetically. "We couldn''t leave Jack!" said Cora, softly. Thus Belle, Bess and Cora questioned Jack''s chum, who stood in the "Oh, Jack, do you think we can do it?" asked Cora. "Oh, Inez!" cried Cora, and in such a voice that Jack, who was just "Do you think we''ll find any news at St. Croix?" asked Cora, of Jack, "Will you come to our motor boat?" asked Jack of the sailor, who said "It was Cora and Jack who had the idea," said Bess, when quiet had


id: 37116
title: History of the Buccaneers of America
author: Burney, James
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  Basque, both Buccaneer commanders, at the head of 650 men, took the towns [Sidenote: Account of the Mosquito Indians.] In this party of Buccaneers [Sidenote: At Quibo.] About the 21st, the ships anchored near the _Island [Sidenote: One of them killed by the Buccaneers.] The ship''s boat rowed in the English Buccaneers were seeking plunder in the _South Sea_, the French Spaniards knew of his being on the Island, and Spanish ships had stopped [Sidenote: Duke of Norfolk''s Island.] The two ships anchored near the ship given to the French Buccaneers, offered to Davis and Swan new Buccaneers were last at the Island, the Spaniards had put dogs on shore, [Sidenote: Swan and Townley.] The South Sea adventures of the buccaneer [Sidenote: Retreat of the Buccaneers over land to the West Indian Sea.] [Sidenote: Le Sage.] At the time that the English and French Buccaneers


id: 34317
title: Caribbee
author: Hoover, Thomas
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  "I made one mistake, helping this island." Winston glanced at the ship Winston felt Briggs seize his arm and heard a hoarse whisper. "Now sir, every man''s got a right to his own mind on a thing, I always "I still think it''d be better to settle this honorably." Winston looked Winston stood in the silence for a moment, then turned to Katherine. "God damn you, Winston." Briggs full-cocked his musket with an ominous Good God, Winston thought, Barbados'' famous Assembly has been reduced of the men forward, to help set the guns, then turned back to Canninge. the island''s militia lies in wait for us--God knows how many thousandmen used to this miserable heat and likely plump as partridges." Atiba watched him disappear into the dark, then turned back to Winston. Winston turned without a word and led the way as the group of blackhatted men moved out into the evening air.


