the pilot-boat Jane, took charge, and brought the schooner up to the battery in New York Harbor.'

On July 9th, the Jefferson Davis captured the ship Mary Goodell, Capt. McGilvery, from New York for Buenos Ayres. As she drew eighteen feet of water, and was useless to the privateer, she was allowed to go, five of her crew joining the Davis. All the prisoners captured by the privateer were put aboard of the Mary Goodell, and she sailed for Portland, Me. On the same day, the brig Mary E. Thompson, of Scarsport, bound to Montevideo, loaded with lumber, was made a prize of. After venturing to within 100 miles 100 miles southeast of Nantucket shoals, and reaping a rich harvest, the Jefferson Davis steered her course for the South American coast, where she captured several valuable cargoes. The havoc made by the Jefferson Davis among the merchant ships of the enemy, within sight of the Atlantic shores, created the greatest excitement in all the Northern ports. Immediately upon the receipt of the news of her seizures, the government at Washington ordered a fleet of revenue-cutters and gunboats to be dispatched in quest of the daring privateer. The command of the fleet from New York was confided to Capt. Howard, and the cutters Jackson, Crawford and Varina went promptly to sea in tow of the steamer Mercury. The Henrietta and the gunboat Iroquois started in pursuit on the 13th of July. From Boston the revenue-cutters Morris and Caleb Cushing sailed on the same mission on the 12th, and the frigate Vincennes sailed on the following day with orders to cruise off Nantucket for a week in search of the Jefferson Davis.

The privateer arrived at St. John's, P. R., on July 26th. Before entering the port, a boat and ten men were sent in for provisions, but not being allowed to land, the brig was allowed to go in. The captain-general informed the commander of the

1 Shortly before the hour of midnight on the 16th of July, Capt. Montague Amiel was asleep in his cabin, together with Stevens, the mate, in the berth next to him. The second mate, Malcolm Siding, was also asleep on the poop deck, and the other two seamen composing the privateer prize crew were lounging leisurely at the forehead part of the ship.

Tillman stole up from between decks, with hatchet in hand, and first went down into the captain's cabin, who was sound asleep in bed. He then raised his axe and gave him a vigorous blow on his skull, from which he seemed to be launched into eternity, for he moved not an inch. The negro next proceeded to deal with the mate, who was also reclining near his captain fast asleep, and dealt with him in the same summary and terrible manner. After leaving both these dead men below, Tillman came on the poop deck and struck the second mate a fearful blow over the temple. The unfortunate man was just rising from his reclining position with little expectation that he was about being launched into eternity. He then went below once more, took hold of the captain's body and flung him overboard, doing the same with that of the mate and second mate. The coast being now clear, he

called out to the two remaining of the crew aft telling them that they must obey him as captain of the vessel, or he would throw them overboard also. The men yielded up without a murmur, when he had them at once ironed, but subsequently released them on their consenting to assist in bringing the vessel to a Northern port. Tillman afterwards related that the time consumed in killing the men and throwing them overboard and getting the vessel under his command only consumed seven and a half minutes Mr. Mackinnon, the passenger on board of the Waring, afterwards gave the following account of the steward's bloody work:

"I was awakened from a light sleep by a peculiar sound in the captain's room, which I knew instinctively could only have been produced by an axe cleaving Amiel's skull. No sooner did the thush' strike upon my ear than I leaped out of bed, and leaning against the door-casing in the partition, saw the steward dart through the twilight-for he had extinguished the lightnoiselessly as a rat, across the cabin towards the second mate's room. I also saw, at the same glance, Capt. Amiel rise from his berth and attempt to follow him, but the blood blinded him, and he fell to the floor, with a horrid gurgling

Jefferson Davis that he must leave within twenty-four hours, and immediately dispatched the steam - corvette Herman Cortez, mounting six guns, outside the harbor to watch her movements. After procuring a supply of water and provisions, the privateer sailed on the 29th.

On the 5th of August, after chasing several vessels without success, the Davis captured the schooner Windward from Turk's Island, with a cargo of salt. On the following day the privateer made prize of the brig Santa Clara, of Eastport, loaded with sugar from Porto Rico, bound to New York. It had been the intention of Capt. Coxetter, of the Davis, to burn or sink the Windward, but, having so many prisoners, he put them on board that vessel and set them free. On July 21st the Davis had captured the bark Alvarado, bound from the Cape for Boston, with a valuable cargo of wool, hides, etc. She was sent into the Confederacy. The bark California was also captured by the Jefferson Davis, but not having sufficient men to put a prize crew on board was allowed to proceed.

Capt. Coxetter, finding that his provisions and water were short, and that his crew had been reduced to one-half of his original number, made sail for the Florida coast, intending to run into a Confederate harbor. When about 800 miles east of Cape Florida, says the Richmond Enquirer, she came in contact with the ship John Crawford, Capt. Edge, from Philadelphia, bound to Key West, with arms and coal for the U. S. forces. She was found to draw twenty-two feet of water, and could not possibly be brought in. The officers and crew, numbering in all twenty-two persons, were taken on board the privateer, the vessel fired, and holes bored in her sides and bottom. This was about four o'clock in the morning, and about good daylight the ship was wrapped in flames,

Bound in his throat. All this was but the work of
a second. The cleaving of the skull, like the flash
from a gun preceding the report, was followed by
a weak, faint cry, like that of a sick child, and
the gurgling in the throat. I knew then that
his wound was mortal. Stooping side-ways, the
steward entered the second mate's cabin, and
once more swung his axe, but not so effectively.
"The mate started up with a
-you;

don't strike me again,' and clutched at the
steward's breast, but eluding the wounded man,'
he ran on deck to where the man lay near the
wheel-house, and keeping his axe behind him,
demanded what all this noise was about? The
mate who had been aroused by the outcries of
the captain and mate, had raised himself up on
his elbow, and stared at the steward in a half-
stupid, half-fascinated way, not seeing the pistol
which Stedding, the man at the helm, had
pointed at him for use in case of necessity.
he turned his face toward the steward, the latter
drove his weapon home into the base of his
skull. Stedding and the steward then tumbled
him overboard. He rose on the wave, with a
hoarse cry, when about two lengths astern, the
water having raised him; but he must have
soon gone down to his long account.

As

"Then the steward came down to the cabin, where I still stood while Stedding stood, pistol in hand, to guard the deck. The captain cried faintly twice to me by name, Help me-help me,' but he was past help. Another swishing blow of the axe, and he did not repeat the cry. Then the steward returned to the second mate's cabin, where, seated on a pile of starch boxes, his legs drawn up, and his head between his knees, was the half-stupefied man. Again and again the axe fell, and again and again the cry, 'Don't do that,' fell on my ear, each time fainter than the last. Stedding now came down, and the steward and he took the corpse of the captain by the feet, and dragging it up the companion-way, tossed it overboard. Meantime I had got some irons out, hoping to intercede to save bloodshed. Stedding and the steward once more came down, and each taking the second mate by the shoulder led him out from the place where he had crouched on the starch boxes. He seemed to walk, with their assistance, as they went up the companionway, but his head lay a pulpy mass upon his shoulder, and a moment after a loud splash alongside told the fate of another of the privateers."

going down shortly afterwards. It was found impossible to secure any of the arms, as they were stowed under the coal.

On August 16th, the Jefferson Davis was off St. Augustine, Florida, but the wind blowing half a gale, she could not venture in. On the following day, while trying to cross the bar, the privateer stuck. A small boat was sent ashore with Dr. Babcock and Lieut. Baya, and the prisoners were landed. The officers and crew of the privateer then went ashore, and were greeted with the most enthusisastic demonstrations by the inhabitants. About half-past nine two lightboats went off to the brig along with Capt. Coxetter and other officers. The starboard guns were thrown overboard to lighten the vessel, in order to clear her decks of water and save as much as possible of the supplies on board the brig.

Every effort was made to save everything on board, but it was supposed that the guns thrown overboard stove her in and caused her to bilge. The lightboats, however, were filled with a large amount of provisions and baggage, and finally succeeded in saving all the small arms on board.

The ladies threw open their houses, and they were received with cheers upon cheers. Cheers were given for the Jefferson Davis, for the Southern Confederacy, and the utmost hilarity and rejoicing for the safe arrival of the privateersmen was manifested. While there they were sumptuously provided for, and furnished with every comfort that could possibly be devised.

During the voyage of the Jefferson Davis, a conspiracy existed among the prisoners and a portion of the crew to kill the captain and officers, and take the vessel into New York. After the return of the privateer to the Confederacy, the conspiracy was disclosed by one of the crew, and upon their arrival in Charleston the suspected ones were arrested, and tried before Judge Magrath on October 11th. Only one of the men proved to be guilty of the charge.

Wm. Smith, one of the crew of the Jefferson Davis, was convicted in the U. S. Circuit Court, at Philadelphia, on Oct. 25th, upon an indictment of piracy. Thos. Quigley, David Mullins, and Edward Rockford, of the crew of the same privateer, were also convicted in the same court, Oct. 29th, upon the same charge. When the U. S. government, after the trial of the Savannah privateersmen, decided to place the crews of the privateers upon the same footing with other prisoners taken from the Confederates, on Feb. 5th, 1862, the four men belonging to the Jeffer son Davis and the thirty-four of the Petrel, who were confined in the jail at Philadelphia, were sent to Fort Lafayette.'

1 The following were the names of the privateersmen: William Smith. Thomas Quigley, Daniel Mullins, Edward Rockford, Wm. Perry, Richard M. Harvey, Chas. Campbell, August Peyrupet, Robert Barrett, Henry Mills, Edward Flynn, Austin C. Williams, Henry Aulinaus, Daniel Courtney, John M. Morgan. George Hankins, Asa Delahey, John Cunningham,

Robert R. Jeffries, William H. Hurlehunt, Geo.
S. Harrison, John Mack, Hugh Managoort,
William Ryan, George Moaden, John Cronin,
Michael Delton, Henry A. Rumn, John Mullins,
C. H. Marriott, G. H. Roberts, T. A. Brook-
banks, Richard Lewis, Edward Murphy, John
H. Edwards, Thomas Wood, John G. S.
Luckett.

Capt. Coxetter, of the Jefferson Davis, after the wreck of his vessel, went into the blockade-running service, and commanded the steamers Autonica (Herald), and the Beauregard (Havelock). In his last trip in the Beauregard to Charleston, S. C., in 1863, he was fired at fifteen times by the Federal blockaders. He was very successsul in the service, but owing to bad health was compelled to retire.

The steamer Gordon was owned by the Florida Steamship Company, and, before the war, ran on the line between Charleston and Fernandina. She was about 500 tons burden, carried two guns, and was commanded by Capt. Lockwood. She succeeded in running the blockade at Charleston, and made several valuable prizes. Her name was changed to the Theodora, and she frequently ran the blockade.

About the middle of July, 1861, the privateer steamer Gordon, from Charleston, captured and carried into Hatteras Inlet the brig Wm. McGilvery, from Cardenas bound to Bangor, Me., with a cargo of molasses; also the schooner Protector, from Cuba to Philadelphia, with a cargo of fruit. The privateer steamer Mariner at the same time captured a schooner loaded with fruit. The schooner Frank Lucas, of Philadelphia, about May 1st, reported that off the eastern shore of Virginia she was chased by three sailing-vessels; and the Norfolk correspondent of the Richmond Examiner, on Aug. 1st, said: "Another privateer left our waters yesterday afternoon, the Smith, carrying two guns of heavy calibre." On the 15th of August, the schooner Priscilla, bound to Baltimore from Newbern, N. C., arrived at her destination, bringing the captains and crews of several vessels which were captured off Cape Hatteras and taken into the port of Newbern. The steamer Coffee, or Winslow, as she was afterwards called, was a small steamer and carried two guns. It is said that she was lost or abandoned in the neighborhood of Hatteras after making several captures. The schooner Priscilla, loaded with salt, was captured by the Confederate privateer steamer Winslow, Capt. Carsen. The Confederates took out the salt, and, because the schooner was owned in Baltimore, she was released, Baltimore vessels being exempted from capture. The Priscilla brought to Baltimore the captain and crew of the brig Itasco, of Warrenton, Me., loaded with sugar, captured off Hatteras, on August 4th, by the steamer Winslow; also Capt. Carlisle and the crew of the brig William McGilvery, of New York, and the crew of the steamer Sea Witch, of New York, captured by the steamer Gordon, and the officers and crew of the schooner Henry Nutt, of Philadelphia. The following captured vessels were at this time in the harbor of Newbern: schooner Transit, of New London, captured on the 23d of June; Wm. S. Robbins and J. W. Hewes. The gunboat Ninon chased the Winslow off Cape Hatteras, but could not overtake her. The Baltimore brig R. R. Kirkland was boarded to the southward of the

Gulf Stream in July, by two privateer schooners, and thirty miles south of Hatteras by a privateer steamer, but was released because she belonged to and was bound for the neutral port of Baltimore. The privateers reported to Capt. Knight that they had captured a bark belonging to New Bedford, from Philadelphia, loaded with coal; also a schooner. On July 25th, the schooner John Elliott, from Boston for St. Domingo, reported that she had been chased by three privateers on three successive days. The British schooner Favorite, from Picton, on the 20th of July, when about sixty miles east of Halifax, was chased by a privateer schooner of about 100 tons.

The privateer schooner Dixie, of about 150 tons burden, after a very successful cruise, passed through the "efficient blockade," and with guns booming and colors flying, on August 27th, startled from their gravity the quiet people of the nest of rebellion" and anchored under the guns of Castle Pinckney. The Dixie was commanded by Thomas J. Moore, with Lieuts. George D. Walker, John W. Marshall, and L. D. Benton; Gunner, Charles Ware; Boatswain, George O. Gladden, and a crew of twenty-four men. Capt. Moore, upon his return to Charleston, gave the following interesting account of his cruise :

"The Dixie weighed anchor in Charleston harbor on July 19th. On the following day, aided by a stiff breeze, she succeeded in getting out safely to sea. The privateer pursued a southeasterly course without any incident of special moment until Tuesday, the 23d ult. At an early hour on that day Capt. Moore made a sail upon the lee-quarter, and tacking ship soon overhauled her. A gun fired across the bow of the stranger speedily brought her to. The captain was ordered to come on board the Dixie, and his papers showed his vessel to be the bark Glen, of Portland, Maine, bound to Fort Jefferson, Tortugas, with a cargo of coal. Without further ceremony, the Yankee skipper was informed of the business of his captors, and made prisoner. A prize crew was put aboard the Glen, who did not take her to Fort Jefferson, and the Dixie went on her way rejoieing. On Thursday, the 25th, the schooner Mary Alice, of New York, from the West Indies, with a cargo of sugar, bound for New York, hove in sight. A messenger from Long Tom explained the meaning of the Stars and Bars, and the Mary Alice was soon a prize. On the 27th, two sails were for a short time in sight, but a heavy squall came up, accompanied by a waterspout, which passed close ahead of the privateer; and, when this subsided, the vessels had disappeared. On Monday, the 29th, two sails were again descried, but the Dixie was unable to come up with them. On the 30th, the hermaphrodite brig Robert R. Kirkland, of Baltimore, loaded with salt, consigned to a firm in that city, was spoken. She was, of course, permitted to pass. The captain of the brig, however, was induced to take on board the cook of the Glen, the prisoners on board the Dixie having become more numerous than was desirable. On the evening of the 31st, no less than nine sail were visible. About sundown the Dixie gave chase to one of these vessels, which, from information obtained from one of the prisoners, was believed to be the bark Albertina, armed with two rifled-cannon. Two of the guns of the privateer were loaded with grape and canister, and when the stranger was sufficiently near, a shot was fired across her bow, which had the desired effect of bringing her to. She proved to be the bark Rowena, of Philadelphia, from Laguayra, with

1 This vessel was afterwards recaptured by the blockaders.