![]() Four musketeers were escorting them, but they were keeping their distance, wary of becoming targets themselves. Sammy was being taken from the dungeons to the harbor, where a ship waited to transport him to Amsterdam. The bear and the sparrow, they'd been nicknamed before Sammy's fall. Although not a prisoner himself, he'd placed his large body between the crowd and his much smaller friend, offering them only a sliver of target to aim at. "It's me they want."Īrent was twice the height and half again the width of most men in Batavia, including Sammy. "Take shelter, for pity's sake," implored Sammy Pipps over the din, his manacles flashing in the sunlight as he staggered across the dusty ground. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Hundreds of them were being held back by the city watch, their spittle-flecked lips shouting insults, their eyes black with malice. Governor General Jan Haan, wife Sara Wessel, and daughter Lia JanĬreesjie Jens and sons Marcus and Osbert PieterĪrent Hayes howled in pain as a rock slammed into his massive back.Īnother whistled by his ear, a third striking his knee, causing him to stumble, bringing jeers from the pitiless mob, who were already searching the ground for more missiles to throw. MANIFEST OF NOTABLE PASSENGERS AND CREW SAILING ABOARD THE SAARDAM BOUND FOR AMSTERDAM, AS COMPILED BY CHAMBERLAIN CORNELIUS VOS ![]()
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