ABSTRACT
Treatment of the Agent, occasioned John Connyto come down with Posse and seize our Water casks ashore, carrying away ten or a dozen of our Men Prisoners to his Town. The Officer among them endeavouring to distinguish to John the Difference of a King's Ship from others, got his Head broke: John saying, by G-me King here, not only for his Water, but the Trouble has been given him in collecting it. Drink on, says he to the Sailors, and eat what his House affords; He knows your part is to follow Orders. The original Gods, obvious to the first and darker days of Reason, were in my opinion, Stocks and Stones, Serpents, Calves, Onions, Garlick. It is hard to persuade some of such universal Good, when they are evidently, they think, Sufferers in the failure of their Crops, Plagues, and Famine.
