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Captain Jack Turner, Pirate
The Memoir of Captain Jack
Turner, Pirate
by Max M
It was a hard job
stealing molasses from the British
merchant ship. It was worth it because you can sell molasses for
lots of British pounds. I know a rum maker in North Carolina that
will buy molasses from us. He doesn't ask any questions; he just
pays for the molasses. My first mate and I will meet with him as
soon
as we dock...
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It was a hard job stealing molasses from the British merchant ship. It was worth it because you can sell molasses for lots of British pounds. I know a rum maker in North Carolina that will buy molasses from us. He doesn't ask any questions; he just pays for the molasses. My first mate and me will meet with him as soon as we dock.
June 13, 1769
As soon as we docked I had to meet the rum maker at a bar. I told the rum maker how much molasses we had and he promised to pay us for it after we doubled the amount of molasses we had. He paid us half up front and he’ll pay the other half when we come back with the other shipment. I know of a British warehouse that has nearly twice as much of molasses as we currently have.
“ Mates quiet down; I have someone willing to pay us to steal molasses from the British warehouse nearby. He told me that we would be paid in many British pounds.”
June 14, 1769
The crew and I stole the molasses. It was much more difficult than I expected. We had to muffle our oar locks so we could get past the British ships. As we were loading up our rowboats with the molasses barrels, we started to wonder whether or not we would get caught. If we were caught, the penalty for piracy is hanging. However, if we get to shore with the molasses the rum maker would pay us well.
As we started to row, we couldn't see ten feet in front of us because it was pitch black out. I asked one of my crewman, William Sparrow to dispose of the British men guarding the molasses. He grumbled, “The pay better be good.” I smiled and said “That’s why I am paying you.”
We were still trying to load up our row boats with the molasses when a British man that was guarding the wharf saw us, and hollered out, “You there, halt!”as he boarded a boat of his own and started chasing us in our rowboat. All of us in our boat was rowing as fast as we could to reach the ship when William got one of the molasses barrels and light it on fire using a match. He threw it at the boat that was chasing us witch stooped him chasing us. We boarded our ship and sailed off into the night.
June 15, 1769
I just woke up from a good nights rest as I noticed we had already docked. Turns out William, who had steered the ship through the night, had let me sleep in. I met with the rum maker and told him that the molasses was on the ship. He told me he would take care of it. He gave me the promised amount of pounds as he followed me to get the molasses off the ship. When he was gone I paid my men and I gave William an extra pound. I thought about how we would be set for years with the money we had earned as we sailed off to our next job.