An enthusiastic history of rampant Cantonese piracy in the 1930s, this first-hand account follows globetrotting journalist Aleko E. Lilius as he sets out to infiltrate mysterious pirate gangs. Describing every detail of the reporter’s life as he eats, sleeps, and sails with murderous gangs, this recollection chronicles the rapport between Lilius and South China’s notorious pirate queen, Lai Choi San. Including the harrowing misdeeds witnessed on Lilius’s journey, this record is a sensational, adventurous tale.
An enthusiastic history of rampant Cantonese piracy in the 1930s, this first-hand account follows globetrotting journalist Aleko E. Lilius as he sets out to infiltrate mysterious pirate gangs. Describing every detail of the reporter’s life as he eats, sleeps, and sails with murderous gangs, this recollection chronicles the rapport between Lilius and South China’s notorious pirate queen, Lai Choi San. Including the harrowing misdeeds witnessed on Lilius’s journey, this record is a sensational, adventurous tale.
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An enthusiastic history of rampant Cantonese piracy in the 1930s, this first-hand account follows globetrotting journalist Aleko E. Lilius as he sets out to infiltrate mysterious pirate gangs. Describing every detail of the reporter’s life as he eats, sleeps, and sails with murderous gangs, this recollection chronicles the rapport between Lilius and South China’s notorious pirate queen, Lai Choi San. Including the harrowing misdeeds witnessed on Lilius’s journey, this record is a sensational, adventurous tale.
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| ISBN-13: | 9789888107612 |
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| Publisher: | Earnshaw Books |
| Publication date: | 08/01/2010 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| Pages: | 256 |
| File size: | 6 MB |
About the Author
Aleko E. Lilius was a Russian journalist, a writer, and an adventurer. He is the author of Turbulent Tangiers. Paul French is a Shanghai-based editor, writer, and analyst. He is the author of Carl Crow: A Tough Old China Hand, North Korea: The Paranoid Peninsula, and Through the Looking Glass and the coauthor of Fat China and Oil and Water.
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I Sailed with Chinese Pirates
By Aleko E. Lilius
Earnshaw Books
Copyright © 2009 Earnshaw BooksAll rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-988-8107-61-2
CHAPTER 1
PART ONE
The Hong-Kong Governor-General's secretary, Captain Whyte, had a very frank opinion about journalists, especially journalists interested in the pirates of Bias Bay.
Bias Bay is located only sixty-five miles east of Hong-Kong, and it is inhabited by the most infamous gang of high-sea pirates that infest the South China coast. Why they have been permitted to pursue their "trade" unmolested during modern times is a matter not to be discussed at this point.
I had been assigned by a group of American and European periodicals to gather all possible information regarding these pirates and their activities. The Colonial Secretary very kindly opened his files for my inspection, and after several days of painstaking scrutiny of documents, telegrams, police reports and photographs I emerged from this stack of official blood-and-fire stories with a conviction that the bandits of Bias Bay certainly must know their job. On the other hand, I had got the impression that the pirates of Bias Bay were only tools of somebody higher up-somebody in Canton, Amoy, Swatow, or perhaps even in Hong-Kong.
The pirates undertake their "jobs" after weeks of preparation. During this time they travel back and forth as passengers aboard the steamers which they have selected for robbing. Finally, after supplies of arms and ammunition have been smuggled on board, and the ship is well out at sea, at a given signal from the leader they attack the crew. One group storms the bridge, another attacks the engine-room, and a third keeps the passengers at bay. The piracy invariably occurs near Bias Bay, where the ship is brought and the cargo unloaded into waiting sampans and junks. The rich passengers, both white and Chinese, are taken ashore to be held for ransom.
During the last ten years an average of three ships a year bearing British or foreign flags have been pirated by this gang. How many Chinese ships and junks they have attacked is not known.
For almost one hundred years all the ships pirated on their way to or from Hong-Kong had invariably been brought to Bias Bay, stripped of everything valuable, and afterwards released. Until lately the ships' officers seldom put up an effective resistance, and for a number of years the sea-rovers did not consider the piracy business very risky. On the contrary, it was a comparatively safe and a very remunerative undertaking.
To gain the control of a ship and her officers the pirates follow a method which can hardly be improved upon. The bandits, from ten to sixty in number, board the ships as passengers, some as third class and some, the leaders and a few trusted men-going as first class passengers. This arrangement gives them access to all parts of the ship, with the exception of the bridge, which is usually protected by grilles and a heavy iron net reaching all the way around the ship's superstructure. The entrances through these grilles are guarded by Indian sentries who stand behind steel-armoured plates. These guards are armed with guns and pistols.
The arms of the pirates are, almost without exception, smuggled on board by someone exempt from the minute inspection to which the police subject all other Chinese travellers.
In the case of the piracy of the S.S. Sunning, on 15th November, 1926, the excerpts from the official report show clearly the method: —
There seems to be no doubt that the pirates all boarded the vessel at Amoy, and that their weapons were taken aboard for them by some of the stevedores, who, though not on the ship's articles, are invariably allowed to travel on these ships, and have permission to sell goods, i.e. fruit, cigarettes, cakes, tea, and act as hawkers to the passengers. These men have every opportunity for smuggling.
With the ship under way, the arms distributed, the leaders stationed at strategic points all over the ship, the pirates await the opening of one of the doors in the grilles or the change of the guards; then there is a shrill whistle, or a shot, or perhaps a hellish beating of the gongs. It is the signal for the attack.
During their years of more or less undisturbed buccaneering the pirates have developed an intelligence service which supplies them with correct information regarding ships' locations and their cargoes — whether they are carrying gold, silver specie, bar silver, or other valuable cargo, such as opium or silk. Whenever there has been a piracy, and the loot has amounted to, say, $60,000 to $100,000, the individual pirates who have been caught have not possessed much loot beyond a few articles taken from the passengers, and in rare cases a few hundred dollars in money. Invariably the stolen property is delivered to the leaders, who see that it promptly disappears inland, where it can never be accounted for; the ships are then permitted to return to Hong-Kong, or to continue on their voyages.
Many facts seem to bear out the existence of an intrenched central organization. It appears, however, that on one occasion the pirates of Bias Bay decided to do business on their own account, and a very curious thing happened. Had it not been for the fact that one man was murdered and another wounded, the affair would have been an appropriate comic opera subject.
On 3rd October, 1924, the steamer Ning Shin was pirated, and, as usual, brought to Bias Bay, where the cargo, consisting of thirty cases of silver bars, value 97,000 taels (the par value of a tael is about 34 cents U.S. currency [1930]), was brought ashore and divided among the pirates. Very much to the Hong-Kong authorities' surprise, the Canton officials immediately responded to the usual request from Hong-Kong to round up the bandits. They dispatched troops to the Bias Bay area. The commander of this expedition against the village of Nim Shan, the home village of pirates, was a certain Yung Fai Ting. The raid resulted in the rounding up of all the pirates and the recovery of most of the silver, but the pirates were released on payment of a large sum, and all the silver was appropriated by Yung Fai Ting, who apparently acted on orders from the central body. One of the pirates was ultimately caught by the British police, and he admitted that their leader had been a certain Lam Tsoi Sau. He said the pirates had gone to Hong-Kong, where they had stayed on the Hung Ong boarding-house before leaving for Shanghai, where they purchased the arms used in the raid. He further testified that he had received forty pieces (bars) of silver, forty dollars in one-dollar coins, and some serge. The number of pirates had been eighteen; they had come from different villages near Bias Bay. He deeply lamented the interference of the "greedy" Chinese commander.
Hong-Kong was, as a matter of fact, a sea-rovers' nest before the advent of the British, and so was Macao. And both cities have had large numbers of pirates among the Chinese population ever since. There is probably no official record for the whole of the last fifty years of how many and what ships have been pirated and brought to Bias Bay, but there is a list of piracies during the last, say, twenty or thirty years. It is by no means complete, as it has been well-nigh impossible to ascertain the number of Chinese ships that have been attacked and looted, but the record of the British and other foreign ships is fairly complete. This list makes rather interesting reading, and proves that the piracy question cannot be a matter of slight concern.
Following is the list, since 1921, of the ships and the dates when pirated, also the losses in money, jewellery, property of the ship or the passengers. The reader's attention is drawn to the losses in lives and wounded:
[TABLE OMITTED]
The piracies on the West River and along the coast above Bias Bay all the way up to Shanghai are not accounted for in the above list, although most of them could undoubtedly be traced as instigated by the same common source.
Of all the piracies that of the S.S. Sunning was probably the most spectacular and interesting, because the officers not only fought against overwhelming odds but actually recaptured the ship, although with heavy losses in dead and wounded.
Let us take a look at the files of the confidential reports on this case lodged in the Colonial Secretary's office: —
Piracy of S. S. Sunning, 15th November, 1926. Butterfield and Swire, Agents.
Left Shanghai with one hundred Chinese and two European passengers and general cargo on Friday, 12th November, for Hong-Kong via Coast Ports. Six European officers and a native crew. Her first port was Amoy. Left Amoy Monday, 15th November, at 9.30 a.m., and when near Chilang Point (south of Amoy) at about 4 p.m. a sudden attack was made by approximately twenty-five pirates, who had embarked as passengers. They overpowered the guard at the grille — giving access to the upper deck, the bridge and the engine-room — just as the guard were changing duty, and rushed the bridge, taking all officers unawares. The two guards not on duty were imprisoned in their cabins.
Having gained possession of the ship and relieved every one of their weapons, the pirates ordered the captain to steer to Chilang Point and proceeded to loot the ship.
The pirates expected to find ten cases of specie, worth about $500,000, but these had not been shipped. The "Number One Pirate" told the captain that it had cost them $3,000 to get aboard the ship. They now started to loot the compradore's safe and the belongings of the passengers.
The officers on the bridge as well as the engine-room staff were covered by the pirates' guns. Mr. Lapsley (later killed), of the Eastern Extension Telegraph Co., acted as an interpreter. The only woman passenger was a Russian lady.
The pirates remained in control of the ship until 1 a.m., when two of the ship's officers, the second engineer, William Orr, and the third engineer, Andrew Duncan, who had secretly collected a few weapons which had been overlooked in their cabins by the pirates while searching them, felled two of their guards on the bridge and recaptured it, shooting at a third pirate, who came up to the rescue of his comrades and who thereupon hastily retreated. The officers now took possession of the arms of the felled pirates, and with these weapons covered the approaches to the bridge. They also got up the European passengers from below through a hatch skylight in the deck.
The pirates now advanced from the stern of the ship in two parties, using the chief engineer, George Cormack, whom they had brought up from below as a shield by pushing him ahead of them on one side and members of the crew, chiefly cabin boys, for the same purpose on the other side.
The Chief Engineer and the cabin boys were wounded in the arms, thigh and chest by bullets from the bridge.
The scheme failed and the pirates retreated.
The pirates now decided to set fire to the ship amidships, so as to smoke out the people on the bridge. The fire was started under the bridge at 3 a.m.
The officers now managed to turn the ship, placing it broadside to the wind, thus diverting the flames and smoke from the bridge and actually smoking out the pirates, who had entrenched themselves in the poop.
Then the pirates had to abandon the ship. They went in two boats, possibly taking Mr. Lapsley with them, as he has not been seen or heard from since the officers regained the control of the bridge.
One hour later, when the fire had assumed very much larger dimensions, the rest of the armed pirates, ten altogether, left in a second dinghy.
The ship's officers were now able to turn their attention to checking the fire. They also succeeded in lowering one of the ship's remaining lifeboats, which was actually burning at the time. While being manned it drifted off from the ship, owing to the ropes of the lowering tackle burning away, and after a hazardous journey of nine hours was picked up at sea by a Norwegian steamer. This boat had been manned by the second officer, third engineer, the wireless operator, a quartermaster and the Russian lady passenger.
The news of the piracy reached Hong-Kong, and several warships were immediately dispatched to the scene of the outrage. H.M.S. Bluebell was the first to reach the spot. She sighted the boat with the fleeing pirates and picked them up. One man jumped overboard and was drowned. When the Bluebell closed on the boat arms were seen to be thrown overboard. The occupants were turned over to the police later.
At 5 a.m. the burning Sunning had been sighted by two merchantmen. The S.S. Ka Ying lowered a boat and made for the Sunning, who requested an armed party to be put on board, and later reported that they had thirteen suspects under arrest. Several pirates perished in the smoke and fire they had themselves originated.
It is only fair to state that the plucky officers and crew were later rewarded by the Hong-Kong Government with sums varying from £25 to £100 to each.
From the first the Bias Bay crowd has had, and continues to have, the laugh on law and order, whether represented by British or Chinese authorities. While this state of affairs exists there is no hope that these outrageous piracies will be discontinued.
* * *
Having discovered so much, my next step seemed to be to go to Bias Bay. Everybody, from the Consul-General to the room-boy in my hotel, told me that I was mad even to think of such a thing. It is simply not done.
Therefore, when I approached the good Captain Whyte, he plainly told me that I and all other journalists were nuisances, and I received the impression that it is not comme il faut to speak of pirates and piracies to any high official in Hong-Kong. I had hoped that the Captain would arrange for me to go with one of the customs or police boats that occasionally travel in those districts, but I was told that this would be out of the question.
But to Bias Bay I was determined to go.
I crossed over to Typhoon Bay in Kowloon, and went from junk to junk trying to persuade their captains to take me as a passenger to Bias Bay, but they all declined. Finally, one of them admitted that I had been expected, and that the harbour-master had forbidden the boat owners to have anything to do with me.
Still, there was one way out. My purse did not permit me to buy a junk or a motor-launch, but one could always go to Macao and there hire a junk to take one anywhere one wished to go.
So one morning I boarded the steamer Sui An, a much-pirated coast steamer, equipped with steel grilles, heavy armour-plate along the bulwarks, and iron nets enclosing the bridge. Clumsily the steamer turned in mid-stream, steamed out under the Gibraltar-like heights of the Peak, passed the sleepy sampans sailing with the tide down the straits between Kowloon and Victoria, and finally reached the open bay.
Not so many years ago the pirates launched an attack on the Sui An, killing and wounding a few of her officers and several of the crew, and robbing the passengers of their jewellery and money. As usual the pirates had disguised themselves as passengers. Today the Sui An is fully prepared to repulse any new attempts by the pirates to take possession of her. The third class passengers are kept below deck, behind heavy iron bars; and the bridge, the entrance to the engine-room, and the skylights amidships are protected with cage-like grilles. The ship also carries heavily armed Sikh guards, who are supposed to protect the passengers against the buccaneers.
On this morning a Portuguese and I were the only passengers on board. He was a sea captain, born and reared in Macao. Naturally, he knew all the ins and outs of the charming little Portuguese Colony. I ventured to ask him what he knew about pirates.
"Oh, plenty!"
"Now, what do you mean by plenty?" I urged him on.
"Oh, I know them all."
I had come 10,000 miles to obtain, or try to obtain, an idea of pirates and piracies, had gone through stacks of official documents, mingled with secretaries and their secretaries and their secretaries, spent weeks trying to discover clues, only to come across a shabby Portuguese who casually informed me that he knew all about pirates and piracies in these waters.
He did not look like a braggart, and he told me that as a child he had played with the children of pirates, and that the "trade" of buccaneering was quite a natural means of livelihood among a certain class of the seafaring gentry plying the waters between West River and Macao.
Buccaneering among these people is an inherited trade. The pirate chiefs of to-day have inherited their junks and property from their fathers and forefathers, and many of the pirates have built forts on the small islands in the West River Delta, and have organized veritable war-fleets for the purpose of levying taxes on the cargo junks passing their territories.
Did nobody disturb them? I asked. What about the authorities, both Portuguese and Chinese? What about the British?
He laughed.
"The Chinese are too busy with their own wars, and the Portuguese and the British have nothing to say on matters concerning territories outside their respective jurisdictions."
(Continues...)
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