162 fisherhien's memorial and record book. 



asked to see Mr. Gayden, who she said was at home. Then a little 

 daughter came, and finally his wife, who wished to know if she could 

 not attend to his demands. 



" No, marm," said the skipper, "I want to see Gayden himself." 



Finally he appeared, with a cocked pistol in his hand, trembling 

 lilce an aspen leaf. He was so much agitated that he could not have 

 held his hand steady enough to have hit the captain, even so close as 

 they stood together, if he had tried his best. 



" What do you want? " he sullenly muttered. 



*' I've come for my papers, sir," was the reply. 



" They have been sent to St. John, and I cannot give them to 

 you," was the next response. 



" Then give me something to show that 3'ou took them." But he 

 would not give him any writings to that effect. Quite a crowd had 

 now gathered, among them an old magistrate and a policeman. 

 The latter began to abuse the captain by insulting language, which 

 he bore as long as he could, and then gave him a broadside clip 

 under the ear, which landed him ten feet off, where he lay quiet, not 

 caring much about getting up. 



" If there are any more of ye who want anything of me come right 

 along," said Pattillo ; " I'm not to be abused by any man living." 



Nobody wanted anj'thing ; but the crowd cheered lustil}^, and he 

 received an invite to go to the Jersey House to supper, which he 

 promptly accepted, after which a vessel bound to Brunet, took their 

 boat in tow .and he rejoined his vessel. 



In the mean time Gayden had got a cutter under way, manned with 

 sixty-five men ; but they were not smart enough to catch Pattillo. 

 He was too wide-awake for them altogether, and he made a good run 

 for Cape Ann, arriving May 14th. He had been absent so long that 

 the vessel had been given up as lost, and when he went ashore they 

 thought it was his apparition. But no, it was solid flesli and blood ; 

 and for many a day he was kept busy relating his adventures. 



The herring met with a ready sale at $7.50 per barrel, and were 

 the first lot ever imported from Newfoundland into the United 

 States. 



On the 19th of February, 1841, Captain Pattillo sailed for 

 Georges in the good schooner Alexander. On the 26th anchored 

 at dark in thirty fathoms of water, twenty miles to the eastward 

 of North Shoals. At midnight broke adrift, with the wind blow- 

 ing a gale from the south-east. Got the anchor and set a 

 double-reefed foresail and balance-reefed mainsail, and let her jog, 



