The Mysterious Voyage of Captain Kidd by A.B.C. Whipple, now back in print from Purple House Press, is a fascinating, well-written, and beautifully illustrated account of that legendary pirate, Captain Kidd. Naturally, every time I saw the cover of the book, I’d start hearing the song “Captain Kidd” in my head:
“My name is Captain Kidd
As I sailed, as I sailed
Oh my name is Captain Kidd
As I sailed…”
(Is it stuck in your head now, too? You’re welcome.)
But I quickly learned that the song (which contained the sum total of my knowledge of Captain Kidd before this book) does not agree with Whipple’s account at all.
“My name is Captain Kidd
And God’s laws I did forbid
And most wickedly I did
As I sailed…”
According to this book, William Kidd, a respectable sea merchant, was pressed into service by the governor of New York (still a British colony at the time) and required to put to sea on a pirate-hunting mission to clean up the Indian Ocean, which was infested by pirates. Kidd was also given a license to capture any French vessels he came across, since France and Britain were at war at the time. A group of politicians agreed to finance the mission, and they were to take a large percentage of any of the money/goods that Kidd managed to capture from either the pirates or the French. Thus, Captain Kidd was a pirate hunter and a privateer—which is sort of like being a pirate, only legal.
Unfortunately for Captain Kidd, the British Navy press gangs had been going around the colonies kidnapping merchant sailors and forcing them to join the navy, so he had a difficult time recruiting sailors for his expedition and ended up with a pretty seedy lot.
“I murdered William Moore
And I left him in his gore
Twenty leagues away from shore
As I sailed…”
After a long hard voyage with very little luck finding French or pirate vessels, Kidd’s men became disgruntled. William Moore, one of the crew, led mutinies against Kidd not once but twice, and on the second occasion Kidd killed him in self-defense. (With a wooden bucket. It’s my favorite illustration in the book.) Later, Kidd finally had some luck in the privateering part of his voyage, and captured two ships that were working for France.
“To the Execution Dock
Lay my head upon the block
The laws no more I’ll mock
As I sail…”
Unfortunately for Kidd, politics in London worked against him. The syndicate of politicians who had backed him (and were expecting to receive shares of whatever he took) were accused of corruption because they would be personally enriched by piracy. So, to distance themselves from the controversy, the syndicate declared that Captain Kidd had betrayed them and become a pirate. The captains of the vessels Kidd had captured also denounced him as a pirate, neglecting to mention that they had been working for France at the time. When Kidd returned to the colonies, he gave the documents from the French ships to the governor, expecting to be exonerated. Instead, he was arrested and sent to London for a rigged trial in which he was allowed no defense counsel, and the documents from the French ships were purposely hidden. He was found guilty and hanged, a political scapegoat.
It wasn’t until 1911, after over two centuries of firmly entrenched legends about the “pirate” Captain Kidd, that a historian at the British Archives discovered the documents from the French ships, hidden during his trial, that would have proved Kidd’s innocence.
And then there’s the mystery of where Captain Kidd hid the syndicate’s share of the treasure…