8 MARCH, 1729
8 MARCH, 1729
Dear Father,
Dear Father,
It is my hope that my escape has faded in the memory of the law over the past eight years. Your grandson has grown into a delightful boy with your sparkling grey eyes and bright wit.
It is my hope that my escape has faded in the memory of the law over the past eight years. Your grandson has grown into a delightful boy with your sparkling grey eyes and bright wit.I have married a man from New Orleans named Jacques Sauvage, and he has adopted your grandson so that he may grow up without the darkly notorious surname of Bonny or Rackham hanging over his head. Jacques is not without means and in fact is quite wealthy. I have arranged for official papers to be delivered to a parish in Virginia documenting my marriage to a Mr. Burleigh. I
