On the 2d of October, in lat. 41, long. 45, I was taken by an American ship of war, called the Cabott, a brig of 14 guns, commanded by Capt. Eleazer Hindman [Elisha Hinman], who had just before taken five large vessels. I was carried on board the privateer, where I applied to the Captain for leave to continue on board my own vessel, which he refused; however, after some conversation about privateering, he consulted his Officers, and then told me I might go on board. They took all my men, except the Captain, one boy, and a passenger, putting eight of their own men on board. We were to proceed for New London or Rhode Island. In about three weeks we got into soundings of Boston, but that night I had determined to retake her, having brought over to my party two of their people, by promising them 100 l. Accordingly, at eight o'clock, they sent me a pistol by the boy, on which I jumped on deck, clapped it to the prizemaster's breast, and demanded him to surrender the vessel, which he complied with; at the same time the Captain and boy secured the Lieutenant of Marines in the cabbin. We then secured the hatches till I got all the arms, which compleated the business. I bore away for Halifax, but the wind being fair, stood on for Ireland, where I struck soundings in 27 days. We ran in here in a hard gale of wind, where we lie in safety, having received no damage, except one boat washed overboard, with studding-sails and some spare ropes.
