From the Secret Diaries of Samuel Pepys:

"The Night He Came Home-Halloween, 1667..."

"Bad days, Captain Hill, bad days...But we shall endure."

"I hope so Mr. Pepys. Well..." the sturdy Hill nods, with eloquent pause...

"Anything else, Captain?"

"Sir...Is your girl out? The one with the brother sent off to sea?"
anxious expression...

"Jane, why yes. Out with Mrs. Pepys. Oh...Did you have news of young
Wayneman at Barbadoes?"

"I...I'm afraid so, sir."

Hmmn...Sam nods. "A pity, a sad pity. But, there was little could be
done for the poor boy...Headstrong and headed in a bad way, you know."

"Yes sir...But...Mr. Pepys..."

"Captain?"

"While I was in Barbadoes, after the Coventry was lost...I heard
stories, sir."

"I should hope so...Anything interesting, Hill?" Sam leans back in
chair.

"About young Birch, sir... Sir, the boy they say died a most horrible
death in the fields."

"Tragic...And?..."

"Well, sir. There was talk that he had consorted with some of the
locals."

"About what I'd've expected of the boy." frown.

"Some of the locals who dealt with the Arts, sir."

"Arts, Captain?"

"Sam'l?" Bess from outside the study. "We're back. Are you playing
music? It's bothering the girls."

Music?...Sam stares...

Come to think of it...I do hear...

"Not us. We're busy, Bess...Give us a moment."

"That's the music..." Hill blinks... "All the way back from Barbadoes, we
heard that music in the air."

Hmmn...Must be from Penn's. Just like him to try and top my musicians.
But he'll never manage it with that repetitive tune drumming over and
over...

Though it does get a bit on the nerves...

"You were saying, Captain...I must be off soon, a riverboat staying for
me."

"The Black Arts, Mr. Pepys. And they said he was consulting them about
means...Of taking vengeance. On those who sent him to that Hell on
Earth."

"I should be surprised he'd blame others for his lack of character.
Though it's nice to hear he displayed some modicum of initative...
Anyway, since you say the lad is deceased, I shall choose to overlook
it. We'll say nothing to dear Jane."

"Sir...The stories say...He knew he would die and planned to come back...And
take vengeance."

Note for Hewer...Do not plan on offering Captain Hill new employment at
sea.

"My men swore they saw a strange figure lurking in parts of the ship
we took back to England. That he was responsible for killing six of my
men with his bare hands."

"Shocking...Obviously stowaways, probably fleeing slaves...And escaping                                   Barbadoes?...Not really  surprising Captain. I will bring it up at the next                                                     Board meeting.  Security should be tightened at the ports."

"Sir...This figure wasn't human.  They shot at him...Nothing.  The murdered
men were strong men and stabbed and slashed at him...Nothing..."