Robert Treat Paine Papers, Volume 3
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Monday 29th. Benja. Davis & others that were taken yesterday, landed at the Long Wharf from Marblehead & from thence conducted to the prison; they have a number of Women with ’em. The Cargo of the Ship consist of £1500 Sterling in Cash, a quantity of English Goods, 200 Tierces of Beef &c.
Tuesday, 30th. Nothing.
Wednesday, 31st. A Schooner was bro’t into this port to day, taken by two Whalemen; she is from Jamaica to Liverpool, Nova Scotia, laiden with Rum & Salt; she is said to be own’d by Derby of Salem & sail’d from thence above a year ago, when the Capt. had orders to make her Jamaica property; since which he has been Trading from Jamaica to Nova Scotia. Her Condemnation is uncertain. The Tory Ship came from Marblehead to this port to day.
Thursday, Augt. 1st. A General Fast. No perticular occurrance.
Fryday 2d. A Large Jamaica Ship is arriv’d at Townsend at the Eastward, sent in by one of our Privateers.
Saturday 3d. The Juliana a Jamaica prize Ship, was tri’d at Salem yesterday, when the Mate claim’d 1/8 of the Ship & some of her Cargo, as being Jamaica property; the evidence was so clear, that the Jury were oblig’d to acquit the part claim’d. It gives some uneasiness. But I am just inform’d that the Congress have allow’d the seizure of all West India property, except Bermudas & the Bahamas, which I rejoice at.
Sunday 4th. Capt. White of Darby’s Privateer has arriv’d at Casco Bay with two very large Jamaica Ships, having taken on this Cruize no less than 4 or 5 of sd. Ships. What grand fortunes will soon be amass’d.
The Troops that were to march from this State to Canada are cheifly gone, as well as those for New York, & the Militia are now marching down to take post on Dochester Heights. We have had & now got the finest Season that was ever known for Grain. There will be the largest crops of Corn that ever was since the Colony was settl’d. God be thank’d for it.
263The Selectmen of the Town were so kind as to appoint me last Saturday the Care of the Small pox Hospital on one of the Islands,1 which I hope soon to fill with patients. Dear Sir Adieu! and in all your secret interviews whether with yourself or the Deity, remember me as your Constant Friend,
Rainsford’s Island in Boston Harbor.