The two vessels lay a hundred feet apart, yawing back and forth in the wind, for an hour and twenty minutes, all the while keeping a steady fire upon each other. When the Milford’s foremost guns slackened fire, Tracy saw a glimmer of a chance. He tacked under Milford’s stern again and got clear of the smoke and fire that hung in a cloud over the water. As he ran clear Tracy saw that Yankee Hero’s rigging was cut to pieces: yards were flying without braces, sails tattered. Dead and wounded men lay on the deck: it looked as if half the crew were down.
Further Google-fu resulted in a more complete history of Abigail herself, born in 1751, married yet another sailor who drowned in Sandy Bay, no date, and she died while her fourth husband Oliver, mentioned earlier, was still alive in 1790.
We have to be careful about branding these gentlemen as revolutionary war heroes. Both ships, the Yankee Hero and the America were privateer ships which preyed on British merchant ships. They were, in the eyes of the British, for British intents and purposes, pirates. :)