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KIDD THE PIRATE
 In old times, just after the territory of the New Netherlands had been wrested1 from the hands of their High Mightinesses, the Lords States General of Holland, by Charles the Second, and while it was as yet in an unquiet state, the province was a favorite resort of adventurers of all kinds, and particularly of buccaneers. These were piratical rovers of the deep, who made sad work in times of peace among the Spanish settlements and Spanish merchant ships. They took advantage of the easy access to the harbor of the Manhattoes, and of the laxity of its scarcely-organized government, to make it a kind of rendezvous2, where they might dispose of their ill-gotten spoils, and concert new depredations3. Crews of these desperadoes, the runagates of every country and clime, might be seen swaggering, in open day, about the streets of the little burgh; elbowing its quiet Mynheers; trafficking away their rich outlandish plunder4, at half price, to the wary5 merchant, and then squandering6 their gains in taverns7; drinking, gambling8, singing, swearing, shouting, and astounding9 the neighborhood with sudden brawl10 and ruffian revelry.  
At length the indignation of government was aroused, and it was determined11 to ferret out this vermin brood from, the colonies. Great consternation12 took place among the pirates on finding justice in pursuit of them, and their old haunts turned to places of peril13. They secreted14 their money and jewels in lonely out-of-the-way places; buried them about the wild shores of the rivers and sea-coast, and dispersed15 themselves over the face of the country.
 
Among the agents employed to hunt them by sea was the renowned16 Captain Kidd. He had long been a hardy17 adventurer, a kind of equivocal borderer, half trader, half smuggler18, with a tolerable dash of the pickaroon. He had traded for some time among the pirates, lurking19 about the seas in a little rakish, musquito-built vessel20, prying21 into all kinds of odd places, as busy as a Mother Carey’s chicken in a gale22 of wind.
 
This nondescript personage was pitched upon by government as the very man to command a vessel fitted out to cruise against the pirates, since he knew all their haunts and lurking-places: acting23 upon the shrewd old maxim24 of “setting a rogue25 to catch a rogue.” Kidd accordingly sailed from New York in the Adventure galley26, gallantly27 armed and duly commissioned, and steered28 his course to the Madeiras, to Bonavista, to Madagascar, and cruised at the entrance of the Red Sea. Instead, however, of making war upon the pirates, he turned pirate himself: captured friend or foe29; enriched himself with the spoils of a wealthy Indiaman, manned by Moors30, though commanded by an Englishman, and having disposed of his prize, had the hardihood to return to Boston, laden31 with wealth, with a crew of his comrades at his heels.
 
His fame had preceded him. The alarm was given of the reappearance of this cut-purse of the ocean. Measures were taken for his arrest; but he had time, it is said, to bury the greater part of his treasures. He even attempted to draw his sword and defend himself when arrested; but was secured and thrown into prison, with several of his followers32. They were carried to England in a frigate33, where they were tried, condemned34, and hanged at Execution Dock. Kidd died hard, for the rope with which he was first tied up broke with his weight, and he tumbled to the ground; he was tied up a second time, and effectually; from whence arose the story of his having been twice hanged.
 
Such is the main outline of Kidd’s history; but it has given birth to an innumerable progeny35 of traditions. The circumstance of his having buried great treasures of gold and jewels after returning from his cruising set the brains of all the good people along the coast in a ferment36. There were rumors37 on rumors of great sums found here and there; sometimes in one part of the country, sometimes in another; of trees and rocks bearing mysterious marks; doubtless indicating the spots where treasure lay hidden; of coins found with
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