business there, he made some frivolous excuse, and they let him depart. My informant, one of the party, and this man lived near each other ; many of that class of people at that time kept pigs, and the neighbours of the man who had been found in the barn often wondered how it was that his pigs always looked better than theirs. Looking casually one day into the pig's trough, my informant saw a single pea : " Oh ! oh !" he said quietly to himself, " I see now what you wanted in the barn."
It happened that the same party had to meet again in the same barn shortly afterwards, and curious to relate, they found the same man there on the same errand, namely, " robbing his master." After a sound rating, they told him they would keep his secret, but as a punishment, they made him go with them and. assist them in getting away the goods which came ashore that same night. I believe the man was cured of pilfering " peas for his pigs ;" at all events I have never heard his honesty called in question. One remarkable place for smugglers' meetings was the Toot Rock in Pett Level.
On an occasion, the date of which I have been unable to ascertain, four or five smugglers were killed whilst swimming the Military Canal at Pett-Horse Race, having missed the spot where it was fordable. I have been informed that on this occasion the smugglers were attacked in rear and on both flanks, and -
