They lived in New York town proper, but I conceive that, like other young lovers, they made many a trip out into the country, and that it was their dream to live there one day when they should be rich.

Certain it is that as soon as our hero did get a little money at last he could hardly wait to buy the farm land far out of town on the river.

But that time was not yet.
Needless to say, Peter's married life, happy as it was, could not keep him long on shore.

We keep finding his name and the names of his ships in the delicious old newspapers of his day: Captain Warren has just arrived; Captain Warren's ship has "gone upon the careen" (i.e., is being repaired); Captain Warren is sailing next week, and so on, and so on.

The New York _Gazette_ for May 31, 1736, states that: "On Saturday last, Captain Warren in His Majesty's ship the Squirrel arrived here in eight weeks from England." One perceives that this was record time, and worth a journalistic paragraph! Troubles becoming more rife with Spain in 1739, Peter begged for active service and got it.