Defoe was a productive and adaptable essayist, delivering more than five hundred books, handouts, and diaries on different subjects, including legislative issues, wrongdoing, religion, marriage, brain research, and the extraordinary. We set out on the fifth of February from Ireland and had a reasonable hurricane of wind for some days. As I recollect, it may be about the twentieth of February at night late, when they mate, having the watch, came into the round-house and revealed to us he saw a blaze of shoot, and heard a weapon shot; and keeping in mind that he was letting us know of it, a kid came in and disclosed to us the boatswain heard another. This made all of us run out upon the quarterdeck, where for some time we didn't hear anything; yet in no time flat we saw an extremely incredible light, and found that there was some entirely awful flame at a separation; promptly we had plan of action to our retributions, in which we as a whole concurred that there could be no land that manner by which the flame showed itself, actually no, not for five hundred groups, for it showed up at WNW. Upon this, we finished up it must be some ship ablaze adrift; and as, by our hearing the clamor of weapons just previously, we presumed that it couldn't be distant, we stood legitimately towards it, and were by and by fulfilled we ought to find it, because the further we cruised, the more noteworthy the light showed up; however, the climate is foggy, we couldn't see anything other than the light for some time. In about 30 minutes cruising, the breeze being reasonable for us, however very little of it, and the climate clearing up a bit, we could recognize that it was an incredible ship ablaze amidst the ocean. . . .