Rebekah, I soon learned was John’s wife having arrived from England less than  two months ago, they had been married almost immediately by Rev. Hibbs, the also newly arrived Church of England parson.  I learned too that both Sam and Tom were expecting brides from England, maybe on The Irish Princess expected in about ten days. I felt badly for having scared my daughter-in-law on our first meeting but since I appeared to have no control over who saw me or when, there was nothing I could do about it. Rebekah refused to return to the big house alone and elected to stay and wash the fish leaving Tom free to salt the catch. I listened proudly as John consoled his wife telling her of the fine gentleman his father was and that she had nothing to be fearful about. “Probably, just wanted to see the good looking woman I married” he smiled.  Rebekah was unimpressed, “fine gentleman or not” she stated, “if I can’t see him in person, I don’t want to see his ghost, especially when I’m alone, and if he insists on staying I’ll expect you to take him out in the boat with you, maybe he can help get you home through that pea soup fog we get around here”.  A fisher ghost, I though, now that might be interesting!