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a Ship from your Port with One Hundred & Eighteen Pipes of Wine is wreck[e]d to the Eastward,³ the Wine & Crew saved, she was bound into Boston. The Captain & Crew are prisoners, & will be here in a Day or Two, when they arrive, you shall know who were the Shippers of This Cargo. a Vessel bound from Boston to Nova Scotia with Dry Goods, is taken by Fisherman from Beverley & Carried in there. The letters found on board and brought hither are full of Commissions for Fresh Meat, Forage, & Fire wood to be sent at any price to Boston, a Sloop from the West Indies is taken by One of our Cruizers, she was bound to Boston, has Rum, Sugar, & Fruit on board, so Wine, & Punch will not be wanting to the Sons of Liberty. let the Sons of Slavery get them how they can; One of Our Armd Vessels brought in on Fryday [November 3], a la[rge] Sloop, & a Schooner, bound from Nova Scotia to Bo[ston] full Freighted with Cattle, Sheep, Hoggs Poultry Po[tatoes] Fire Wood;⁴ our Squadron are now at Sea, & I [hope to] have more news to send of their Success next P[ost]  recommend the Fitting of Armd Vessells to every [Province]  how does the pulse of the Polliticians beat, since the [bur]ning of Falmouth, & Lord Dunmores intrenching himself at Gosport[?]  I shall never be able to write'you a Line without half a dozen interruptions, an Ambassador from the Committee of safety at Marblehead will not allow me one moments peace but must this Instant have an Order for two Barrells of Powder for the defence of that Port. Capt Macphersons horse is at the door & hes impatient to be gone. Adieu [&c.]