on board his vessel, and hoisted the colours. The story told by the women was a device to distract the attention of his assailants. The lieutenant was furious, especially at seeing the colours flying, as a sign of triumph on the part of Rattenbury, who spread sail and scudded away to Alderney, took in a cargo of contraband spirits, and returned safely with it.
Occasionally, to give fresh zest to his lawless transactions, he did an honest day's work, as when he piloted safely into harbour a transport vessel that was in danger. We need not follow him through a succession of hair's-breadth escapes, of successes and losses, imprisonments and frauds. He carries on his story to 1836, when, so little had he profited by his free-trading expeditions, that he was fain to accept a pension from Lord Rolle of a shilling a week.
Note.—There is an article by Mr. Maxwell Adams on "Jack Rattenbury" in Snell's Memorials of Old Devonshire.
