I'm a good pirate, I swears! But even us good pirates need a bit o' fine rum now and again... To keep me rum safe, I has me map o' course. 'cept this time, I found me map in tatters. I tried to put it back 'agether, but a big chunk's plain gone. It's always that cursed bird making me life hard, I'm sure he's done this and's likely laffin' at me too!
I don't have time to be walkin' ashore anytime soon, especially on some batty bird chase, so if ye want to take a shot at it, have at 'er. I can still make out a coupl'a numbers scribbled on the back of these rags if it helps ye round out your dig: 19 and 34.
Be weary of the wild parsnip, it's always poppin' up 'round 'ere. A life at sea is safe for me! Also, there be a wooden wall near me rum that runs N-S and is higher on the W side. Be ye careful if you're adventurin' during that cursed snow drift season.