ROGER BODENHAM ad. 



1551. 



was perswaded to leave Malta, and to goe to Tripoly 

 in Barbary, which by the French he wan. In this time 

 there were in Candia certaine Turkes vessels called 

 Skyrasas, which had brought wheat thither to sell, and 

 were ready to depart for Turkie. And they departed 

 in the morning be times, carying newes that I would 

 not goe foorth : the same night I prepared beforehande 

 what I thought good, without making any man privie, 

 untill I sawe time. Then I had no small businesse to 

 cause my mariners to venture with the ship in such a 

 manifest danger. Neverthelesse I wan them to goe all 

 with me, except three which I set on land, and with all 

 diligence I was readie to set foorth about eight of the 

 clocke at night, being a faire moone shine night, & went 

 out. Then my 3 marriners made such requests unto the 

 rest of my men to come aborde, as I was constrained to 

 take them in. And so with good wind we put into the 

 Archipelago, & being among the Hands the winde scanted, 

 & I was forced to anker at an Hand called Micone, where ^-^^ 5^r^<f 

 I taried 10 or 12 daies, having a greeke Pilot to carrie ^^ ^^ ^^ 

 the ship to Chio. In this meane season, there came 

 many small botes with mysson sayles to goe for Chio, 

 with diverse goods to sell, & the Pilot requested me that 

 I would let them goe in my company, to which I yeelded. 

 After the sayde dayes expired, I wayed & set saile for 

 the Hand of Chio, with which place I fel in the after 

 noone, whereupon I cast to seaward againe to come with 

 the Hand in the morning betimes. The foresaid smal 

 vessels which came in my company, departed from me 

 to win the shore, to get in ye night, but upon a sudden 

 they espied 3 foystes of Turkes comming upon them 

 to spoyle them. My Pilot, having a sonne in one of 

 those small vessels, entreted me to cast about towards 

 them, which at his request I did, and being some thing 

 farre from them, I caused my Gunner to shoot a demy- 

 colvering at a foyst that was readie to enter one of the 

 botes. This was so happy a shott, that it made the 

 Turke to fall a sterne of the bote and to leave him, 



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Micone. 



