FICTION $16.95 US | $21.95 CAN JAMES L. NELSON Based on the true story of two women fated to become pirates and the man who accepted them as equals. Praise for James L. Nelson FED UP WITH AN OUTLAW EXISTENCE, Calico Jack Rackam swears off the pirate “Nelson’s portrayal of the pirate life,but he hasn’t reckoned with Anne Bonny, menace and its unique seagoing a woman who would as soon stab a man as give society is thorough, accurate, colorful, and utterly convincing, him a good tumble—that is, unless he’s a providing a full broadside of pirate. Soon Jack finds himself out on the reading entertainment.” high seas again,with Anne by his side and his —Publishers Weekly men spoiling for action.And when they cap- C M L T ““JAHtuhan eemdm uepaenrisrsdsatt eeatLrenrs. d tmsNaitnnioengdrld ssyt oo atpe nnhilrd liak—se th nrewe.Bo ” osaw brorrskrciy .ni—”p egCitsrSyl ia fatafhtoienlairndstdg., tufihTsuwoengr hgalejiteutk hetasehr tlt Deyahhr nur,acodptrJcu eaphtwgcoe hknpmm, smt aeAhtrtaoeencs htnWb aaesesnee, asatwat m swneIhandlolin d,pm Mi,aweatnsnahh, r oesenyy tx hae pcpmaauelisicre tnakt d g a ss uM enwpbcaaor ovraerlaytnddl:. alico Jack Rackam ary Read, and ives of Anne Bonny, he Short and Merry Leader of the pirate ship Whydah sloops, plundering rich merchant ships, and discovery and excavation choosing to live a life offreedom—the only life “[Nelson’s] descriptions have the that mattered. ring of truth and are conveyed with a sharpness and clarity that even James L. Nelson is a former professional the landbound can appreciate.” square-rig sailor who has served as a seaman, —Chicago Tribune rigger, boatswain, and officer on various sailing ships.He is the author ofthe five-book M B P C OOKS RESS Revolution at Sea Saga, The Brethren of the www.mcbooks.com Coast Trilogy,and the Confederate Navy novel Glory in the Name,winner ofthe William Boyd Award for Excellence in Military Fiction. He ISBN:978-1-59013-060-5 51695 lives in Harpswell,Maine. MCBOOKS 9 781590 130605 PRESS the only life that mattered (cid:2) Selected Historical Fiction Published by McBooks Press BYALEXANDERKENT BYDEWEYLAMBDIN BYJULIANSTOCKWIN The Complete The French Admiral Mutiny Midshipman Bolitho The Gun Ketch Quarterdeck Stand Into Danger Jester’s Fortune Tenacious In Gallant Company What Lies Buried Command Sloop of War To Glory We Steer BYBROOSCAMPBELL BYJOHNBIGGINS Command a King’s Ship No Quarter A Sailor of Austria Passage to Mutiny The War of Knives The Emperor’s Coloured Coat With All Despatch BYDUDLEYPOPE The Two-Headed Eagle Form Line of Battle! Ramage Tomorrow the World Enemy in Sight! Ramage & The Drumbeat The Flag Captain Ramage & The Freebooters BYALEXANDERFULLERTON Signal–Close Action! Governor Ramage R.N. Storm Force to Narvik The Inshore Squadron Ramage’s Prize Last Lift from Crete A Tradition of Victory Ramage & The Guillotine All the Drowning Seas Success to the Brave Ramage’s Diamond A Share of Honour Colours Aloft! Ramage’s Mutiny The Torch Bearers Honour This Day Ramage & The Rebels The Gatecrashers The Only Victor The Ramage Touch BYC.N. PARKINSON Beyond the Reef Ramage’s Signal The Guernseyman The Darkening Sea Ramage & The Renegades Devil to Pay For My Country’s Freedom Ramage’s Devil The Fireship Cross of St George Ramage’s Trial Touch and Go Sword of Honour Ramage’s Challenge So Near So Far Second to None Ramage at Trafalgar Dead Reckoning Relentless Pursuit Ramage & The Saracens The Life and Times of Man of War Ramage & The Dido Horatio Hornblower Heart of Oak BYFREDERICKMARRYAT BYDOUGLASREEMAN BYPHILIPMCCUTCHAN Frank Mildmay or Badge of Glory Halfhyde at the Bight The Naval Officer First to Land of Benin Mr Midshipman Easy The Horizon Halfhyde’s Island Newton Forster or Dust on the Sea Halfhyde and the The Merchant Service Knife Edge Guns of Arrest Snarleyyow or Halfhyde to the Narrows The Dog Fiend Twelve Seconds to Live Halfhyde for the Queen Battlecruiser Halfhyde Ordered South BYV.A. STUART The White Guns Halfhyde on Zanatu Victors and Lords A Prayer for the Ship The Sepoy Mutiny For Valour BYJANNEEDLE Massacre at Cawnpore A Fine Boy for Killing The Cannons of Lucknow BYDAVIDDONACHIE The Wicked Trade The Heroic Garrison The Devil’s Own Luck The Spithead Nymph The Dying Trade The Valiant Sailors A Hanging Matter BYJAMESL. NELSON The Brave Captains An Element of Chance The Only Life That Mattered Hazard’s Command The Scent of Betrayal Hazard of Huntress BYJAMESDUFFY A Game of Bones Hazard in Circassia Sand of the Arena Victory at Sebastopol On a Making Tide The Fight for Rome Guns to the Far East Tested by Fate Escape from Hell Breaking the Line THE ONLY LIFE THAT MATTERED The Short and Merry Lives of Anne Bonny, Mary Read, and Calico Jack Rackam (cid:2) JAMES L. NELSON MCBOOKS PRESS, INC. ITHACA, NEW YORK Published by McBooks Press 2004 Copyright © 2004 by James L. Nelson This book was previously published in a significantly different form by Tor Books in 2001 as The Sweet Trade by Elizabeth Garrett. All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book or any portion thereof in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, without the written permission of the publisher. Requests for such permissions should be addressed to McBooks Press, Inc., ID Booth Building, 520 North Meadow St., Ithaca, NY 14850. Cover illustration by William M. Benson Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data Nelson, James L. The only life that mattered : the short and merry lives of Anne Bonny, Mary Read, and Calico Jack Rackham / by James L. Nelson. p. cm. ISBN 1-59013-060-X (trade pbk. : alk. paper) 1. Bonny, Anne, b. 1700—Fiction. 2. Read, Mary, d. 1720?—Fiction. 3. Rackham, John, d. 1720—Fiction. 4. Caribbean Area—Fiction. 5. Women pirates—Fiction. 6. Pirates—Fiction. I. Title. PS3564.E4646O55 2004 813’.54—dc22 2004004758 All McBooks Press publications can be ordered by calling toll-free 1-888-BOOKS11 (1-888-266-5711). Please call to request a free catalog. Visit the McBooks Press website at www.mcbooks.com Printed in the United States of America 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 To Lisa Marie Nelson The pirate who first told me about Anne and Mary And then plundered my heart author s note ’ (cid:2) I AM VERY MUCH INDEBTED to the people who helped with the writ- ing of this book. Thanks to Dirk Bes for the Dutch and Veronica Hanna for the Spanish. Any linguistic mistakes are entirely my own. Dolores Carbonneau gave invaluable assistance with birthing, both real and fictional. Thanks to Ken Kinkor, pirate scholar, for answering my ques- tions and to my early readers, Lola Furber, Melissa Sparks, and Elizabeth Page. Thanks to Stephanie Lane for believing in this book in the first instant. The story of Calico Jack, Anne, and Mary is an incredible one, and it holds a special place in my heart. The reality of pirate life was not romantic, and neither is the story of these three people. It is a gritty, often ugly story and a part of the real history of piracy in the Caribbean. The people at McBooks Press, with their history of producing some of the best maritime fiction currently being published, have under- stood better than any other publisher could where this book fits. I am very grateful to Alex Skutt, Jackie Swift, Judy Dietz, Chris Carey and all of the people at McBooks for giving this book life. And thanks as well for all they have done for me and for the advancement of mar- itime fiction in this country. My deepest appreciation goes out to Nat Sobel for his efforts on behalf of this book. A short life but a merry one! —J.L.N. prologue (cid:2) THE BELLS RANG out from the whitewashed towers of St Jago de la Vega on Jamaica’s north shore. Their deep bass tone filled the narrow cobbled streets, the cool stucco homes, glanced off the red-tiled roofs of the government buildings, so like those of Old Spain on which they were modeled. Pealing, pealing . . . Today the court sits in session. Today is a trial of pirates. Today will be tales of the sweet trade, of murders and crimes most notorious, villainy on the high seas. The ringing found its way into Mary Read’s cell, where she sat on the stone bench—an outcropping of the cell wall, really—and traced with her eyes the lines of dark mold that snaked along the mortared crevices between whitewashed bricks. A pretty sound,she thought. She had been hearing the bells for five minutes, but she was just now listening. Pretty, for a death knell. A shaft of morning light came in through the single window, divided into five equal parts by the iron bars. The light looked like a solid thing as it passed through the ubiquitous dust, as if Mary could reach out and break off a piece and hold it in her hands. At least it is warm, she thought, warm and dry. There were times enough in her life when she would have gladly traded freedom for a prison cell, if it meant being warm and dry. In fact, she mused, that was just what she had done, and she still reckoned she had ended up with the best of the bargain. She shifted uncomfortably, looked up at the arched ceiling. It was stone, whitewashed like the rest of the cell, like all the buildings of those Spanish colonial towns. Now that the British were the masters of Jamaica, it was a wonder to Mary that they did not paint everything brown, or some such dreary tone, as the British were wont to do.
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