The fifth of _June_ they left _Carolina_, and the next Day they spied a Sail, which prov'd the _John_ and _Betty_, commanded by Capt. _Gale_, bound from _Barbadoes_ to _Guiney_. _Fly_ gave Chase, but finding the Ship wronged him, he made a Signal of Distress, hoisting his Jack at the main Top-Mast Head; but this Decoy did not hinder the Ship making the best of her Way. _Fly_ continued the Chace all Night, and the Wind slackening, he came within Shot of the Ship, and fir'd several Guns at her under his black Ensign; the Ship being of no Force, and the Pyrates ready to board, the Captain struck; and _Fly_ manning his Long-Boat, which carried a Pateraro in the Bow, the Crew being well armed with Pistols and Cutlashes went on Board the Prize, and sent Capt. _Gale_, after having secured his Men, Prisoner on board the _Snow_. This Prize was of little Value to the Pyrates, who took nothing but some Sail-Cloaths and small Arms, and after two Days let her go, but took away six of his Men, setting on board Capt. _Fulker_ and a Passenger (Mr. _Atkinson_ was detained) and Capt. _Green_'s Surgeon; they kept this Gentleman, Mr. _Atkinson_, knowing he was a good Artist, and lately Master of the _Boneta_ Brigantine, as a Pilot for the Coast of _New England_, which they were satisfied he was well acquainted with. Upon Mr. _Atkinson_'s desiring to have his Liberty with the others, Captain _Fly_ made him the following Speech: Look ye, Captain _Atkinson_, it is not that we care a T--d for your Company, G--d d--n ye; G--d d--n my Soul, not a T--d by G--d, and that's fair; but G--d d--n ye, and G--d's B--d and W--ds, if you don't act like an honest Man G--d d--n ye, and offer to play us any Rogues Tricks by G--d, and G--d sink me, but I'll blow your Brains out; G--d d--n me, if I don't. Now, Capt. _Atkinson_, you may do as you please, you may be a Son of a Whore and pilot us wrong, which, G--d d--n ye, would be a rascally Trick by G--d, because you would betray Men who trust in you; but, by the eternal J--s, you shan't live to see us hang'd. I don't love many Words, G--d d--n ye, if you have a Mind to be well used you shall, G--d's B--d; but if you will be a Villain and betray your Trust, may G--d strike me dead, and may I drink a Bowl of Brimstone and Fire with the D--l, if I don't send you head-long to H--ll, G--d d--n me; and so there needs no more Arguments by G--d, for I've told you my Mind, and here's all the Ships Crew for Witnesses, that if I do blow your Brains out, you may blame no Body but your self, G--d d--n ye.