...n a steamer without guns, I resolved to go up to Fredericksburg, and immediately ran out into the Chesapeake bay. I saw a fine brig; ran alongside of her; she proved to be the brig Monticello, from Rio , loaded with coffee, and bound for Baltimore. I merely captured her, taking the crew on board the Saint Nicholas, and leaving the captain and his wife on board, as I did not wish to terrify the lad...