Last Monday [October 2] arrived in Piscataqua River a ship from England, intended for Boston.1 It appears that the Day before her Arrival she was in Company with the Raven, Man of War, bound to the same Place, but parted with her in the Night. Meeting with a Fisherman, to the Eastward of Cape-Ann, the Crew requested some Directions what Course to steer for Boston; the honest Fisherman, pointing towards Piscataqua River, tells them, there is Boston. The Crew shape their Course accordingly, and soon very luckily found themselves, with their Ship and. Cargoe, under the Guns of a Battery lately built by the People of New Hampshire. The Commander of the Battery, with a Number of Men, very humanely goes on board to their Assistance, and offers to pilot the Ship up to Portsmouth. I can't go there ー says the Captain of the Ship ー I am bound to Boston. But you must, replies the other; And immediately ordered her to be got under Way, and soon carried her safe into a Wharf, where she was taken proper Care of by the People of Portsmouth. She had been out 11 Weeks from Bristol in England, and had on board 1800 Barrels and 400 Half Barrels of Flour, for the Use of the beseiged Army in Boston.
