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March 8, 2007

Jim: An Alternative

Captain Teft braced himself against the aft mast while his square-rigged brig, De Voorschoten, fought the wind. Another wave washed over the deck and quickly flowed out the scuppers.

Despite the storm, the British privateer continued to gain on Teft’s heavy Dutch East Indies vessel. Teft’s only hope for escape was to drop a cargo more precious than gold.

Or maybe just half…

Teft gave the command to dump 150 kegs of nutmeg and cinnamon. The Brits would be too busy chasing flotsam to continue the hunt.

The British stole some profits. But more importantly, Teft would keep his ship.

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