The 21st _ditto_ we saw two Sail, and that they gave chace to us, they being to the Leeward of us about Three Leagues. It being then the Master's Watch on the Deck, he called the Mate, and told him, _That he saw Two Privateers_. As soon as the Mate came on the Deck, he desired the Master to run in Shore to the Windward of the Island of _Arran_, we then being about Two Leagues to the Windward of it. But the said Master would have gone in to Leeward, which we could not have done without speaking with the aforesaid Ships; and he proposed it several times; but the Mate nor none of the Ship's Company would consent to it, but told him, _That if he did, we could not possibly escape the Enemy_. _Charles Whitworth_ then said in the hearing of the Boatswain and some others of the Ship's Company, _That he had rather be taken than not, for he had Two Hundred Pounds Insured_; he having an Eighth Part of the Ship, as he said. The Master the next Day would have gone ashore and left the Ship, and put a Chest and several other things in the Boat. The Mate told him, _That he would not consent to any such Thing, for he then saw no Danger of being Taken_, and told the said Master, _That it was early in the Morning, and but Seven Leagues from our Port, and a fair Wind to run along the Shore_. The said Master was then heard to say by the Boatswain and several of the Ship's Company, _That if he thought the Insurance would be paid, he would immediately run her ashore_. So that we all plainly saw that he was willing to lose the said Ship. The Mate told him, _That if he would, by God's Assistance he might fetch his Port before Night, if he would make Sail; but he had a Design to give the Ship away, he might_. The said Master found the Mate was not willing to what he proposed, and that he could not obtain his Desire, he made Sail, and about Six or Seven in the Evening we arrived at our desired Port _Killybags_, where we took in 30 Tons of Butter and 300 and odd Cheeses. _September 25, 1710._ we sail'd from this Port, bound for _Boston_ in _New England_. _December 11, 1710._ we being then on the Coast of _New England_, and close on Board of _Cape Porpus_, the Mate told him, _That he did not know any business we had so nigh the Shore, and that it was his better way to hawl further to the Southward_. The said Master would not take his Advice if the Ship went to the Bottom. At or about Eight this Morning the said Master came to the Mate and knock'd him down with a Block, such as Barbers make Wigs on. We all thought that he had kill'd him, for he lay dead some time, and lost a great deal of Blood.