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1593
Which proceeded with much intensity.
The Venetian surrenders.
The ship plundered and set free again.
But grappling him again, the Venetian set fire to our ship, which, however, was finally extinguished with great danger to both of us. This increased the fury of our men rather than diminishing our courage, for after we had recovered ourselves, we struck him so many times between wind and water that he was on the verge of sinking, upon which they surrendered. We had lost fifteen men and the Venetian twenty, besides several who were wounded. The rest were occupied simultaneously, some in plugging the leaks, others in guarding the prisoners, whom we hoped to keep well, and another group in plundering the ship. Silks, velvets, cloths of gold and silver, piastres an Italian coin worth one crown, sultanins Turkish gold pieces worth five guilders, and other gold and silver pieces, marvelous to behold, we unloaded all in the span of twenty-four hours. Being tired from the labor, we let them go with all their people, and that with so many various wares that one could have easily freighted another brigantine of two hundred tons with them, as it was a ship of four or five hundred tons.
Continue their course.
Arrive at the roadstead of Antibes.
Where Smith leaves the ship.
To recover, we crossed over to the coast of Calabria, but hearing that there were six or seven galleys from Messina, we departed from there and turned toward Malta. However, the wind becoming favorable, we held our course along the coast of the Kingdom of Sicily toward Sardinia and Corsica, until we arrived at the roadstead of Antibes in Piedmont original: "Peamon", where they set me on land with five hundred sultanins for my share and a small box of goods, which was worth more than it appeared. Here I left that noble Breton and went...