22/12 Chesnot et Malbrunot

Arrrrrrgh! I've been hit by a bottle.

Some son of a sea-rat wanted an extra rhum shot for free and decided me head was da best place fer looking it.

Bastard. As my helper envelops my head, I mutter dammnations to whoever looks at me. I see a frenchman at the bar, who's singing Joyfully.

My Slave, a negro from Petit Goâve enquires him in my place

-"M'sieu, qu'es-ce qui se passe? pou'quoi vous êtes si content?" The man smiles with a stupid frechman's smile, for some reason.

-"J'ai eu des bonnes nouvelles!" He says while drinking rhum. -"Mes amis Chesnot et Malbrunot ont été liberés par les turcs".

-"Les tuqs?" My slave, asks. -"Oui, un peuple qui vit au delà de l'Europe, vers l'Est. Mes amis fesaient des affaires là-bàs, et furent capturés par des criminels, contre ranson".

The kidnapping of people is something the scruffy pirates of these latitudes have learned well from the sarracenes. It was once said that pirate Barbarrossa, a turkish dog of the past century, imported privateering from the Mediterranean to the Caribbean Sea. Me not knows.

I slowly get into my feet and approaches the frenchman. I won't fatigue to mutter french. -"Aye, Sailor. Ye look happy as a baby with a sweet"

-"Mais oui!" He says -"I just got news of the liberation of two friends from the Turks!" He says with the pitiful accent that characterizes frenchmen.

-"M'sieu. Voulez vou' quelque chose pou' boire?" -"Rhum", he replies.

I send him to get another bottle to the cave. -"Aye, tell me: who where those two chaps ye talk about?" -"Two dear friends of mine. They had business in Mesopotamy, but it is hard for times for us in the Turkish domains... they grow highly intolerant with the europeans. ", he mumbles, more than says...

-"Right. I won't ask what they were doing there...Nay." As I saw my slave coming back, me says

-"Here's your rhum". I spot Smitty, falling ill after his last bottle. As I kick him out of the Tavern, I dare looking back at the frenchman... flirting with the negro.

I spit on the floor, and get back behind my bar.

Good nite,

Bartender Miki