THE PROCEEDINGS AT THE Sessions of the Peace, and Oyer and Terminer, FOR THE City of LONDON, AND County of MIDDLESEX, ON
Thursday the 30th, Friday the 31st of May, and Saturday the 1st of June, in the Seventh Year of His MAJESTY's Reign.
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The PROCEEDINGS, &c.
BEFORE the Right Honourable Sir WILLIAM BILLERS , Knt. Lord Mayor of the City of London; Mr. Justice Probyn ; Mr. Baron Comyns ; Mr. Serjeant Urlin , Deputy-Recorder of the City of London; and others His Majesty's Justices of Oyer and Terminer for the City of London, and Justices of Goal-Delivery of Newgate, holden for the said City and County of Middlesex.
1, 2. John Jones , a Boy , and Elizabeth Jones , his Mother , were indicted for privately stealing a Wig, value 42 s. and a Wig-box, val. 1 d. the Goods of Edward Bright , in the Shop of William Dun , May 7 .
Thomas Seymour . About 12 on Saturday Night, having just let a Customer out, I was going to sweep the Shop, and my Back being turn'd, I thought I heard some Body behind me, upon which I look'd, but seeing no Body in the Shop, I ran to the Door, and took the Prisoner, with the Wig-box in his Hand, but the Wig was taken out. I know the Wig was in it a few Minutes before, for I put it in myself, and set it on the Shelf; and I knew the Box, because I myself had writ Mr. Bright's Name on it. The Prisoner said, he found the Box at the Door.
Richard Casely , alias Cock-my-Chin. The Prisoners and I, had been a stealing Oil that Night, at the Old-Swan. We got two Kettles full, and sold it to John Gill , a Hempdresser, in Bridewell-Alley, and then going over London-Bridge, we saw Mr. Dun's Shop open. Stay, says Jack Jones , I'll go and get something. So we staid at the Door, and he went in, and brought out a Wig in a Box; I took the Wig, and put it into my Bosom, and the Man came out, and seiz'd Jack. His Mother seeing this, bid me follow her to Plumb-pudding-Square on London-Bridge. So she ran away, and I ran after her to Plumb-pudding-Square, and gave her the Wig. She ask'd me to go home with her, but I refus'd, and went and took up my Lodging on the Pipes, that belong to the Water-house at the Bridge. The Watch found me there, and carry'd me to the Constable, he threaten'd to send me to Bridewell for a Black-guard; but I promis'd never to lie there any more, and so he let me go. On Sunday Morning I heard, that Jack was in the Poultry-Compter, I borrow'd 6 d. of the Hempman, and went to Jack, and gave him, 2 d. - On Tuesday I went to Lingard's Gin-shop in the Mint, where the Wig was pawn'd for 17 s. I ask'd for some Money, but Mrs. Lingard kick'd me out of Doors. Then I met Jack Baldwin , and another Black-Shoe-Boy, eating a Marrow-bone, I ask'd them to give me a bit, for I was very hungry; but they said, there was 2 Guineas bid for taking me up, and so they got a Constable and took me.
Elizabeth Jones . I was not with them that Saturday Night, for having been hard at Work all Day, I went home to Bed. And next Morning, as I was cleaning Shoes, I saw the Evidence, and ask'd him where my Son was? He damn'd me for a Bitch, and said, my Son had stole his Blacking-pot - A Porter afterwards told me, my Son was in the Compter.
John Jones . I own I was with the Evidence at the Old-Swan, but left him there, and went with the Kettle of Stuff to the Hempman's, and when I came back, I found the Wig-box at the Barber's Door - Yesterday a Woman brought me 2 d. for some Victuals, and said, she saw the Evidence, and that he had told her, he swore against my Mother only because she abus'd him on Sunday -
Cock-my-Chin. It was you that draw'd me away when I liv'd at Mrs. Bradley's, in Pudding-Lane, where I had a Shilling a Week for cleaning Shoes - I know all the Butchers in East-cheap, and they can give me a Character.
4. Joseph Greenfield , was indicted for the Murder of John Jones , by beating and kicking him on the Breast, Stomach, and privy Members, and thereby giving him, on the 22d of May , several mortal Bruises, of which he languish'd 'till the 25th of the same Month, and then dyed .
He was a second Time indicted, on the Coroner's Inquisition, for Manslaughter.
Two Men quarrel'd about a Bett of 2 d. laid in a Nine-pin-Ground, in Hampstead . The Deceas'd took the part of him who lost the Bett, a fourth Man began to quarrel with the Deceas'd, but was call'd away. Then the Deceas'd said, he'd fight any Man for a Crown. The Prisoner, who was a Stranger to him, began to strip; but said he had not a Crown to venture, and so the Deceas'd and he agreed to fight for Love, as they call'd it. They boxt fairly; the Deceas'd had the better, and the Prisoner said he would fight no more, in the Nine-pin-Ground among Black-guards; but would fight it out in a Room. The Deceas'd was for having it out in the Ground. Then the Prisoner clapp'd him on the Back, and call'd him a good Lad. They shook Hand three times very lovingly, and went to boxing again. The Prisoner struck the Deceas'd upon the Temples, which made him stagger, and as he was falling the Prisoner kick'd him on the Breast and the Groin, and he fell down, and lay for dead; but he was brought a little to himself in about half an Hour. This was on a Wednesday, and he dyed on the Saturday following.
Prisoner. I never saw the Deceas'd before that time, and I had no quarrel with him then, but he challeng'd me, and we fought for Love. I gave him a knock on the Head which made him reel, and then I went to kick up his Heels, but with no Design to kick him on the Breast or the Groin.
The Prisoner had the Character of a quiet peaceable Man, whether drunk or sober. The Jury found him guilty of Manslaughter .
Mrs. Russel. About 4 in the Afternoon, going from Islington , to Newington , Green, my Chariot was stopt near the Turnpike, by two Men on Horseback, One of them came up, on a whitish Horse but very dirty, to the Chariot Door, with a Pistol, and said, Damn you, deliver! - be quick - Your Purse, your Money, your Rings! I was much surpriz'd, and said, Don't frighten me, and I'll give you all. I gave him my Purse, he pull'd off my Glove, and took 2 Rings, one, which was a Mourning-ring, he pull'd off, and I think, I gave him the other. I desir'd him to return me a Key, that was in the Purse, but he damn'd me, and rode off. My Coachman drove to the Turnpike, and then desir'd me to let him take one of the Horses, and pursue the Highwayman. I
Prisoner. What's become of the other Person who was taken?
Mrs. Russel. I hear that he is gone to Sea.
Prisoner. How could he be discharged, when he confest the Fact, and I was taken at Bristol?
Mrs. Russel. The Man the Prisoner speaks of, was Robert Morpeth who was taken for this Robbery, and made an Evidence*. The Prisoner being taken at Bristol I went to Morpeth's Father, and asked him where his Son was, for I wanted him to be an Evidence? He said his Son was discharged and gone to Sea.
Prisoner. That was because his Father was rich, for he convicted Nobody.
Mr. Justice Booth. The Prisoner being taken at Holloway, some of his Friends let him slip away. Next Morning I went with Joseph Collins to Morpeth, in New-Prison, to enquire for a Family-Ring, which was taken from Mrs. Russel, and Morpeth deliver'd it to Collin's (who had been Servant to Mr. Russel) and confest that he and the Prisoner -
Court. His Confession is no Evidence against the Prisoner - How came Morpeth to be discharged?
Mr. Booth. After he had been an Evidence he was referr'd to me and Justice Harvey to be discharged, if there was no farther Prosecution. We waited till the next Sessions and a Month after, and no Prosecution then appearing he was according discharged.
William Ward (the Prosecutor's Coachman.) A little on this side the Turnpike that goes to Newington-Green, I saw the Prisoner and another coming through the Turnpike, they past the Chariot and turn'd short and said, Damn you stop! But not stoping immediately, the Prisoner cry'd, Damn your Body and Soul, stop or I'll shoot you this Minute He had a Pistol in his Hand. I stop'd, and he went to the Chariot-door to my Mistress, and another Lady who was with her, and Damn'd their Bloods for a Couple of Bitches, bid them deliver their Watches. They said they had none. Then he demanded their Money and Rings, and I saw him take a Ring off my Mistresses's Finger. The other Rogue was then on the Off-side of the Chariot. They rid away together towards Islington, and I drove to the Turnpike, took one of the Horses, and rais'd an Hue and Cry, and pursued them to Holloway, where they parted. One of them went towards Highgate, and was follow'd by some of the Company. The Prisoner quitted his Horse, ran down a Lane, and got into a Field. I dismounted too, and pursued him - One of the Company leap'd the Hedge with his Horse, and rode up to the Prisoner who offer'd a a Pistol at him, but another came behind the Prisoner, and pull'd him backwards. My Horse being left in the Lane with another Horse, they fell a Kicking one another; and the Prisoner being seiz'd, I went to take care of my Horse, and in the mean time those who had got the Prisoner let him slip away, for it seems they were acquainted with him - I am positive that he is the Man, and I pick'd him out among several in Newgate - He had brown Clothes, and his Horse was a White Grey, but very dirty.
Thomas Ogle . As I and 3 or 4 more were binding Hay at Holloway, we heard the Hue and Cry, and saw the Prisoner ride down the Lane between Mother Red-Cap's and the Castle, and Ward follow'd him. The Prisoner quitted his Horse, ran through a great Slough, and got over the Hedge into the Field. We ran to assist, and the Gentleman being unwilling to ride through the Slough, put me upon his Horse and I leap'd the Hedge and came up with the Prisoner. He drew a Pistol and offer'd to fire at me, but another Gentleman came behind him and pull'd him backwards, and the Pistol fell out of his Hand. Then I laid hold of his Pistol, and Ward was
Court. And why did not you pursue him again?
Ogle. I was then a Field off, and when I found the Pistol loaded, I was frighted, considering how I had hazarded my Life.
Court. But the Danger was over when you had got the Pistol?
Ogle. But they did not care to follow him, for some of them knew him?
Court. Did you know him.
Ogle. I had seen him often.
Prisoner. What Clothes had I.
Prisoner. By what Particular do ye know me to be the Person?
Ogle. As he lay on his Back, I saw some Scars in his Throat.
Court. See if you can find such Marks now.
Ogle. (Going to the Prisoner.) Yes - Here is the same.
Thomas Hodgkin . On the 11 of February, I met the Prisoner, and 5 others in Bristol; and as I knew him, and had seen an Advertisement that he was concern'd in the Robbery by Newington, I got assistance, and dogg'd them to a Place call'd the Castle, where we took the Prisoner, and carried him before the Mayor, who sent him to Newgate.
Prisoner. I was sick a Bed when the Robbery was committed.
Frances Lee . The Prisoner kept an Alehouse in Swan-Alley, but failing there, he came to lodge at my House in Pear-Tree-street, in Brick-lane, and kept up close, for Fear of being arrested. He came a Month before the Robbery, and staid with me 5 Months; and then he went to Bristol in order to go to Dublin.
Court. But did he never go out?
Lee. Yes, now and then, privately - And he was a Week at Mrs. Pinnock's, at Islington, but I went to him every Day with Victuals.
The Jury found him Guilty . Death .
6. Joseph Hart , was indicted for stealing a Canvas-bag, a Table-cloth, 8 Moidores, a half Moidore, 7 Guineas, and 8 l. 18 s. in Silver, the Goods and Money of Elizabeth Fleet , Widow . 4 Moidores, 3 other Portugal Pieces of Gold, value 10 l. 16 s. 6 Guineas, and 10 s. the Money of John Bateman , and a pair of silver Buckles, value 10 s. the Goods of Charles Thornbury Esq ; in the House of Elizabeth Fleet , March 19 .
Mrs. Fleet. The Prisoner was my Servant . He had lived with me 2 Months. On Tuesday Morning, the 19th of March, my Bureau (which stands in Mr. Thornbury's Dressing-room, on the first Floor) was broke, the Back-doors of my House left open, and the Prisoner was not to be found.
Court. What did you lose Madam?
Mrs. Fleet. A Table-cloth out of the Kitchen, but I know not what Money was taken out of my Bureau. For Mr. Thornbury who is my Relation, receives my Rents for me, and he had put some of my Money there, and I had not settled with him since he receiv'd it.
Mr. Thornbury. About 12 at Night, the Prisoner as usual undrest me in my Dressing-room where the Bureau stood, and he put my silver Buckles in his Pocket to clean them next Morning as I thought, but about 7 in the Morning I heard he was gone. As I did not think he had taken any thing with him but his Livery and my Buckles, I only said Let him go - he's a sorry Fellow. But going into my Dressing room, I found the Bureau was broke open and mist 27 l. 14 s. 6 d. of Mrs. Fleet's Money, and 23 l. the Money of John Bateman the Coachman , who had desir'd me to lay it up for him. I was afraid some Bank-Notes were gone too. But opening a Book I had put them in, I found them all safe. We went to the Cheshire-Cheese in Arundel-street where the Prisoner had lodg'd; we heard he had hired a Horse of Mr. Child behind St-Clement's-Church, and had changed his Livery. I got a 1000 Advertisements printed, describ'd the Prisoner and his Horse, and put them in the Post-Office to be sent all over England. On Friday the Horse was return'd
John Child . I had been out of Town, and when I return'd, my Partner told me, he had let a Horse to the Prisoner. In the Evening Madam Fleet's Servant came to enquire if the Prisoner had hired a Horse. I said Yes. They told me he had committed a Robbery. 3 Days after this the York Coachman brought back my Horse. I told him what had happen'd, and he said he had left the Prisoner at Stevenage; and if I took Post I might get to Huntington before the Coach went out. I accordingly took Post Horses at Mid night, and came to Huntington by 7 in the Morning; but the York Coach was gone. I and the Landlord follow, and at the End of 6 Miles overtook it, and seiz'd the Prisoner. I ask'd him how he came to rob his Mistress. He said he had done it, and could not help it. I found 2 Guineas, half a Moidore, and some Silver, in his Pocket, and he said it was his Mistresses's Money and that the rest was in his Cloak-bag. I search'd the Cloak-bag, and found 7 pair of Stockings, some Linnen, a pair of silver Buckles, 12 Moidores, 11 Guineas, and 3 Portugal Pieces of 3 l. 12 s. each. I carried him before Justice Forkington, at Huntington, where he made a Confession, and afterwards he wrote this Letter, (I saw him write part of it) to his Mistress, and I carried it to her, at her House in Great-James-street in Bedford-Row.
Then the Letter was read. He therein says, he has confest all before the Justice, and begs Pardon of his Mistress, acknowledges that he had receiv'd her Pardon once before; but his fellow Servants twitting him with it; that put him upon Robbing her and running away.
His Confession being prov'd, was likewise read in Court. In this, he owns, that about 6 in the Morning he broke open the Escritore in Mrs. Fleet's House, and took away 12 Moidores, 3 Portugal 2 l. 12 s. Pieces, 3 Guineas, a half Moidore, and about 8 l. in Silver, and a pair of silver Buckles.
Prisoner. When Mr. Child took me, he said if I'd own the Fact, my Mrs. would take me into her Service again, and I being in Confusion and Light-headed, by means of a late Feaver, I did not know what I said or sign'd, but I remember that Mr. Child Pick'd my Pocket.
The Jury found him Guilty . Death .
8, 9, 10. Samuel Cooper , William Bellers , and Thomas Smallwood , 3 Boys , were indicted for stealing a Coat, Waistcoat and Breeches, 2 Shirts, 2 Shoes, 2 Buckles, a Hat, a Hankerchief, 5 silver Buttons, a silver Head of a Cane, a Handle of a Knife, 2 Guineas, and 9 s. the Goods and Money of John Williams , in the House of Lawrence Neal , May 21 .
David Jenkins . a Boy (who lodged in the House where the Prisoner liv'd) depos'd, that himself and the 3 Prisoners, forc'd the Lock of the Prosecutor's Door, broke open his Box, and took the Goods and Money, and that he was stopt in offering the silver Buttons to Sale. But there being no other Evidence against the Prisoners, and several appearing to their Characters, the Jury Acquitted them.
The Prisoner was an Errand-boy to the Prosecutor. The Spoons being mist he was examin'd, and confest he had taken them, and pawn'd them, one for a Shilling, and the other for 8 s. at Wybourn's, the 5 Roses on Saffron-hill. And the Court order'd William Kay (the Pawnbroker's Man) who receive the Spoons of the Boy, to be taken into Custody.
Edw Sawtill , in his House , May 24 .
Joseph Rogers . As I was changing a Guinea, for a Customer, the Prisoner came in, and desir'd me to change her Guinea too, for she said, she wanted Sugar and Plumbs I saw she had Silver and Halfpence in one Hand, and told her, she had more Silver than would pay for what she wanted; but she said, she had occasion for more Silver. I had some Silver and Gold in a Paper. I told her I had never a half Guinea, and with that, she thrust her Hand among the Money, and said, Here's a half Guinea; and here's another. I ask'd her, What she meant by that? And catching hold of her Hand, I took two Guineas out of it, and then bid her go about her Business, for I would change no Money for her. Well, says she, give me my Guinea again. I told her, I had no Guinea of hers. Yes, says she, but you have, for one of these you took out of my Hand was mine. I told her, I knew what was in the Paper, for it was set down, and if I found a Guinea too much, she should have it. I cast up the Money, and miss'd some, but being a little in a Fluster, I could not exactly tell how much. It's hard, says she, that I should lose my Guinea, and so she went away very quietly. A Friend of mine, who was in the Shop, said he believ'd she had got something, or she would not have gone away so easy, and so he went and brought her back. I was now a little more cool, and cast up the Money more carefully, and found I wanted 20 s. or a Guinea, tho' I reckon'd the two Guineas I had taken out of her Hand, and so I call'd a Constable.
The Prisoner said nothing in her Defence, but that her Husband was a Soldier at Ware, in Col. Paget's Regiment. The Jury acquitted her.
16. Samuel Waker , was indicted for stealing 50 Guineas, 4 Moidores, 4 other Portugal Pieces, val. 3 l. 12 s. each, the Money of Jo. Hague; a Wig, and two Shirts, the Goods of Samuel Touchet ; and a Hat, the Property of Holden Bouker , in the House of Joseph Hague , March 3 .
He was a second Time indicted for stealing several promissory Notes, one for 24 l. 12 s. one for 60 l. one for 10 l. one for 10 l. 10 s. one for 25 l. one for 24 l. 10 s. one for 30 l. one for 19 l. and one 9 l. 15 s. the Property of Joseph Hague , in his House , March 3.
Mr. Hague. The Prisoner was my Servant , in January and February last. I went into Lancashire, and as soon as I return'd, I heard he had robb'd me of a thousand Pounds in Cash and Notes,* and that the next Day one Cox, a Portugueze Priest, had brought back some Money and Notes, to the value of above 800 l. I got Advertisements printed, and sent them to the Post-Office - A Gentleman at Bath, wrote me word that he had accidentally met with the Prisoner there, and apprehended him, but advis'd me to send down some Body to swear to him, for he had made so many Friends, by his gay Appearance and extravagant Expences, that otherwise it would be difficult to hold him.
*Then the whole of the sum is not charged in the Indictment
Council. Were not all your Notes brought back?
Mr. Hague. I had them all again, except one for 60 l. which was an old and, and not much worth, but besides that, I am 67 l. 6 s. out of Pocket.
Council. Did you never apply to the Prisoner's Mother to make you Satisfaction?
Mr. Hague. She offer'd to make the Matter easy; but I told her, she had deceived the Gentleman who recommended her son to me, for he had robb'd his former Master, and had been 4 Years in Town, tho' he pretended he had been come but a few weeks from Portugal.
Samuel Touchet . On Sunday, March 3, I left the Prisoner a Bed, and went out. I return'd before Sermon time, designing to dress myself, and go to Church; but I missing two Shirts, and my Hat, and Wig, and looking about, I found two of the Cash-drawers under the Sink: Upon which I called the Maid, and then went and fetch'd home our Man, who unlock'd the Desk, and found that all the Drawers had been takenRichard Ford , who took the Prisoner at Bath, brought me my Wig, and one of my Shirts.
Holden Bouker . On Sunday Morning I went out to dine, but was called home by Sam Touchet , who said, that he had found two of the Cash-drawers under the Shew-board. The Desk is double and there are three Drawers on each side. I found the Flaps lock'd fast, but upon opening them, there was neither Bill nor Money. I ask'd the Maid where the Prisoner was. She said he went out about 9 a Clock in a hurry, and said, he must be at 9 a Clock Prayers, and would come home at half an Hour past 12. I thought to go and see for him, at the Portugueze Chappel, but considering it was almost his time to return, I waited 'till 1 a Clock, and hearing nothing of him then, I sent Touchet to enquire of the Gentleman who recommended the Prisoner, and went myself to the Water-side, where I heard that some such Person was gone off in the Gravesend-Boat. I immediately got a Post-horse, and arriv'd at Gravesend before the Boat; but when it came in, he was not among the Passengers. So I left a Description of him, and return'd, concluding he was still in Town. I desir'd one to lie at the Water-side, and I myself lay at the Post-house; but the Prisoner came to neither Place. Next Morning, being Monday, I went to all the Persons who were concern'd in the Notes, to let them know the Notes were stoln I return'd at Noon, and found our People at home look'd much pleasanter. They told me, the Portugueze Ambassador's Priest had brought cash and Notes, to the value of 854 l. 14 s. They said, they did not think it safe to stop him - He was one who had recommended the Prisoner. On Thursday, I heard that the Prisoner had been at Brentford, and hir'd a Horse for Windsor. I went to Brentford, and found the Man who left him the Horse; he was under no concern about losing his Horse, for he said, the Prisoner had left 7 l. for Security, and was gone to Windsor, to meet the Prince of Orange. I return'd home, and got 500 Advertisements printed, and left them at the Post-Office, to be spread in England and Ireland. Next Wednesday a Letter came from Mr. Ford, at Bath, advising, that on seeing the Advertisement he had stopt the Prisoner.
Mr. Hague. The Prisoner likewise sent me a Letter from Bath, and another from Ilchester - I have them both here - This is that from Bath - I know it to be the Prisoner's Writing.
The Prisoner therein declares, that his Remorse pursues him so, that he cannot enjoy any part of Pleasure, he had promised himself - Confesses the Robbery - Begs Forgiveness, and says, that in great Confusion he left the Bills, and some Money, with Anthony Campion , desiring him to return them.
Mr. Hague. My People told me, that the Priest, who brought the Money and Notes, said, that he had them from Campion.
H. Boucker. On the Receit of these Letters, I went to Bath, where I found the Prisoner. He said, he had premeditated the Robbery for several Weeks; that he open'd the Desk, and took out the Notes, and about 80 l. in Cash, and then went to the Portugueze Chappel, where he met Campion, went with him into the Park, and told him what he had done; they walk'd thro' Kensington towards Chiswick. He gave Campion the Notes, and 25 l. in Cash, and Campion advis'd him to go to Brentford, and write to him by the Name of William Falkner ; then they parted. He went to Brentford, where he hir'd a Horse, and rode thro' Windsor to Reading, where he bought a Whip, silk Stockings, and a Lace for his Hat. Thence he went to Oxford, and so to Bath, where he was taken. Here is his Confession, before the Mayor and Justices at Bath.
[The Confession being prov'd was read in Court.]
He herein confesses, that he took the Money and Notes out of the Desk, that he gave the Notes, and 25 l. to Campion, desiring him to return them to Mr. Hague.
Boker. After this Confession, he was committed to Ilchester Goal.
Council. Do you know of no Reward, that your Master has receiv'd from the Prisoner's Mother, for making this Matter up?
Bouker. No; they offer'd me a Bond, but I would have nothing to do with it.
Council. Was Havers never employ'd by your Master?
Bouker. Not that I know of.
Mr. Ford. I found the Prisoner at a Coffee-house, in Bath, in Company with a Person. I got a Constable, and charged the Prisoner with the Fact. He at first deny'd it stiffly; but when I shew'd him the Advertisement, he said, sighing, It signifies nothing to equivocate; I am the Man.
Anthony Campion . On Sunday Morning, between 9 and 10, the Prisoner came to the Portugueze Chappel, and beckon'd me out. We went to Hyde-Park Corner, where he told me, he had robb'd his Master of Money and Notes, and bid me take the Notes, and scatter them at t'other End of the Town, and then he said, some Body that found 'em might be taken up, and so he should escape the better - We walked towards Chiswick, and then he gave me 25 l. and so we parted, and I deliver'd the Notes and Money, to Mr. Cox, to return to Mr. Hague.
Mrs. Barker, the Prisoner's Mother. Mr. Ross, who is Mr. Hague's Friend, came to me, and said, if I'd give 30 l. the Affair should be accommodated. My Husband went to give Security for the Money; but Mr. Hague told me, if I placed 20 l. in a Friend's Hands, something might be done - I lodg'd the Money in Mr. Havers's Hands, and afterwards put 5 l. more to it by Mr. Ross's Orders, and Mr. Hague told me he'd stand by what Mr. Ross did.
Mr. Hague. I never told her so.
Mrs. Barker. You did; and you said if I did not comply, you should have a Benefit Ticket.
Mr. Hague. I said no such thing.
Mrs. Barker. My Son is about 19 Years old. He told me that Campion was the first that drew him aside, for Campion kept a School, and having marry'd against his Friends Consent, he was in great Distress - Campion and Cox, the Priest, were examin'd before Justice Lambert, who committed Campion to the Gatehouse, for this very Fact, and Mr. Hague was present then; and bound over to prosecute him.
Mr. Hague. I know nothing of his Commitment.
Mrs. Barker. No? - Here's the Copy of his Commitment!
Mr. Hague. Then that must have been at his second Appearance, for I am sure there was no Commitment at the first.
Mrs. Barker. Campion confess'd the Fact before the Justice.
Court. Did you hear that?
Mrs. Barker. No; for when the Justice took his Confession, they turn'd me out.
Court. And will you swear to what was done in your Absence?
Mrs. Barker. Campion lay in the Gatehouse 'till last Sessions, and then he was discharged.
Louisa Giles . The Wednesday after the Prisoner was taken, I went, with Mrs. Barker, to Mr. Ross's, and Mr. Hague was there. Mr. Barker, the Prisoner's Father-in-Law, was to give a Bond of 30 l. and Mr. Hague agreed to it; for Mr. Ross, said, Must I make it for thirty Pound? And Mr. Hague said, Yes. And he bid me agree with Mr. Ross, for, says he, If you make it easy with him, I shall be easy.
Mrs. Barker. And Ross said, Down with your ready Rhino.
Mr. Hague. I know Ross was very eager to make it up, but I gave him no Instructions, for I always said, I would have nothing to do with it.
The Jury found the Prisoner Guilty . Death .
Elizabeth Pattey . I was washing my Husband's Shirt at the Sun Alehouse , and when I had given it a Lather, I left it in the Tub; and the Prisoner, and one Anderson, came in to drink, and when they were gone, I miss'd the Shirt. So I went to look for the Prisoner, and found him standing at the Angel Door, in Maid-Lane, in Wood-Street. His Breeches stood wide open, and there was a great Bulk strutted out, as big as my Fist. I clapp'd fast hold on it with my Hand, and said, This is mine, you Rogue!
Court. But how did you know it was yours?
Pattey. By the Condition it was in, for I felt it all wet, and I had lather'd it but a little before. Then he bid me let go, and step over to his Lodging, and he would endeavour to satisfy me. So I went with him into a Passage, on t'other side of the Way, and there he dropt the Shirt - I did not see him drop it, but a Boy came and took it up.
Thomas Hester . I went with Mrs. Pattey to look for the Prisoner, we found him standing at the Angel Alehouse Door , and a Shirt stuck 5 or 6 Inches out of his Breeches. She catch'd hold of it, and said, You Villain, here it is - This is mine. I saw it was in a wet Condition, and she said, she had just given it a Lather. He pull'd it out of her Hand, and bid her go over the Way, and he'd make her easy. So we went into the Passage, and as we were standing together (no Body being there but she, and I, and the Prisoner) a Boy came by, and pick'd up the Shirt.
Prisoner. I went to drink with a Friend, at the Sun, and two Men there quarrell'd with my Friend, and therefore I desir'd him to come away. I went myself to the Door, and stay'd for him 4 or 5 Minutes; but he not coming, I went without him. Two or three Hours after, this Woman met me, and ran her Hand into my Breeches, and said, I had got her Shirt there. I told her, I had nothing there but what was my own, and if she would go to my Lodging, I would convince her of it, and so as we were going a Boy found a Shirt.
Several appearing to the Prisoner's Character, the Jury acquitted him.
20. William Ray , was indicted for the Murder of Mary, his Wife , by giving her several mortal Wounds and Bruises, on her Head, Face, Eyes, Breast, and Stomach, April 29 ; of which Wounds, and Bruises, she languish'd 'till the 4th of May, and then dyed .
He was a second Time indicted on the Coroner's Inquisition, for the said Murder.
Eliz Adger . On Tuesday I went to the Prisoner's Shop, the Corner of Lincolns-Inn-Fields , for a Dram, and his Wife (the Deceas'd) was lying upon some Straw behind the Counter. How do you do, Mrs. Ray? Says I. She made me no Answer; but the Prisoner's Mother said, she was very ill. Aye, says the Prisoner, She has got a Black Eye. How came she by it? says I. Why, says he, I gave it her accidentally. I think you are always giving her black Eyes, says I. But this was her own Fault, says he; for Yesterday, while I was gone out with two Gallons of Brandy, Sam Badham and another+ came in to drink, and that other Man struck my Wife on the Breast. I coming home before he was gone, my Wife said will you see me murder'd? And upon that I knock'd him down, but she going to take his Part, I happen'd to give her a black Eye - I went next Day, When the Prisoner said, his Mother (Mrs.
Ann Jones . On Monday, April 29. as I was standing at Mr. Banks's Door, which faces the Prisoner's Shop, I heard a great Noise, and looking, I saw the Prisoner beating his Wife; there was no Soul but they two in the Shop; with his Fist clenched thus - he gave her a violent Blow on the Breast. She cry'd, Murder! And then he gave her another Blow on the Chest, which knock'd her down. The Mob gathering, I went over to my own Door, which is next to the Prisoner's. He came out and asked them what they wanted? Then he went in, and shut the Door. By and by he came out again, and went over to the Alehouse (Mr. Cary's) and call'd for a Pint of Beer - On Tuesday she was very ill. On Wednesday she was carried to his Mother's, at a Farrier's Shop in Eagle-street, and on Saturday she dy'd - I have often seen him beat her before this, and seen her Arms as black as this Coat, and she has frequently said he was a Murdering Thieving Dog, and that she dy'd by Inches. In particular, six Weeks before the last Quarrel, I got up between 3 and 4 in the Morning, to burn Cork (for I keep a Cork-Shop;) I went to light a Candle, and found the Deceas'd drest vastly clean, and leaning on the Counter. I was surpriz'd to see her drest so soon. She wink'd upon me, and said she had been at a Labour. I laught, and told her, when I went to a Labour, I never return'd so soon. She wink'd again, and ask'd me to give her Hansel. So I laid out a Penny with her, and went to burn my Cork; which I did by the dead Wall. She came to me there, and said, What do ye think? My Rogue has laid a Pen-knife behind the Counter where we lye, and swore he would cut my Throat, if I did not get up directly. He beats and pinches me so, that I dye by Inches.
Sarah Fosbrook . I live at Mr. Griffin's, opposite to the Prisoner's. On Monday April 29, in the Afternoon, I heard a Quarrel in the Prisoner's Shop, but that being a usual Thing, I did not much mind it. The Prisoner came out, and went over to the Alehouse, and in a little time, his Wife follow'd, and said, You Dog! You Villain! You private murdering Rogue! I'll skreen you no longer, for the World shall know what a Rogue you are.
This was confirm'd by Elizabeth Martin , who added, That about 8 or 9 on a Saturday Night, 6 Weeks before the last Quarrel, she heard the Deceas'd cry Murder! and a Soldier coming by push'd open the Door, upon which the Prisoner said to him, Damn your Blood, you Son of a Bitch, are you come to rob me?
An Beldam . One Morning I call'd for a Dram, and said, How d'ye do, Mrs. Ray? I can't do well, says she, when I have got such a Rogue of a Husband. Her Arm was as black as a Hat, and so was her Thigh, for she took up her Clothes and shew'd me - such an Arm, and such a Thigh, I never saw in my Days! Lauk a dazy ! says I, what have you married? A Rogue! says she, a private Rogue! I dye by Inches - But I see him coming over the Field; for God's sake, take no Notice, for I shall be kill'd, if you do.
John Smallman , Watchman. About 3 Weeks before her Death, as I was calling the Hour of 11, I heard Murder cry'd, and went in; she charged me to carry her Husband before the Constable; and said, If I did not, she should be murder'd; and while I was there, he threw a Candlestick at her. I endeavour'd to pacify them; but he call'd
William Fitzgerald , Surgeon. I assisted Mr. Broomfield, in opening the Body of the Deceas'd; there was a large livid Spek on the Eye-lid; under the Eye, I made an incision, and found no extravasated Blood, but only an aqueous Humour, more than usual issued from the Eye. I perceiv'd no Contusion in the Head, but there was a large briuse on her Arm, and another on her Breast, 4 Inches broad, and it was as black as my Hat. We open'd the Thorax; the Breast-bone, and Pectoral Muscles on each Side were much bruised, but nothing was amiss in the Heart. Then we open'd the Abdomen, and found a large Adhesion of the Lungs to the Pleura. The Liver was much swell'd, and the Largeness of it had thrust up the Disphragma, so that the Lungs had not room to play.
Court. Do you think those Bruises were Mortal?
Mr. Fitzhenry. Such violent bruises often produce Feavers, which prove Fatal.
Mr. Bromfield. The other Surgeon spoke to the same effect.
The Prisoner's Defence.
Sarah Ward . I went for a Dram the Day after she was beat. She lay under the Counter, I ask'd her how she did? She said, Very ill. The Prisoner her Husband said a Man came into the Shop and beat her, and gave her a black-Eye. I hope, says I, you did not do it. No, says he, God forbid! I would not do such a thing for the World. Aye, says she, that's true, for the Man call'd for Liquor, and would not pay me; but if my Husband had been here then, it had been prevented - I never saw him quarrel with her in my Life.
Mary Wright . I was at her Mother's House, when she was brought in. I never heard her say a Word. The Prisoner came three times there to see her, but not a Word past between 'em. She had violent Convulsion Fits, and died in one.
Mr. Fitzhenry, Apothecary. On Thursday Night, the 2d of May, the Prisoner sent for me, and said his Wife was very ill at his Mother's, beg'd me to do what I could, and he'd honestly pay me - I went - She had strong Convulsions, attended with a Fever; her Eye was very black; she endeavour'd to speak, but could not. I propos'd Blisters between her Shoulders and on her Ams; but a Woman (who seemed to belong to the House) objected to the Blisters on her Arms, tho' I know not why, and so there was only one Blister put on between her Shoulders. Next Morning she was better, and somebody said she had spoke; but in the Afternoon she grew worse, and on Saturday I heard she was dead - I can't pretend to say what was the Cause of her Convulsions.
Court. Are Bruises apt to produce Convulsions, or Fevers?
Mr. Fitzhenry. The least Inflammation of the Blood may sometimes have such Effects.
Ann Ray , (the Prisoner's Sister.) The Deceas'd was brought to my Mother's, in a Chair, she walk'd up Stairs with Help; but growing worse, I went for her Husband (the Prisoner,) and he laid his Hand on her, but she never spoke, except Oh! to him, nor any Body else, all the Time she was at our House, tho' one of the Witnesses swore otherwise; I forgot her Name, but when she came into the Room I was on my Knees, reading the Visitation of the sick, and the Deceas'd did not speake one Word to her. Between 2 and 3 on Friday, the Deceas'd fell into Convulsions, and they held her till about the same Time next Day, and then she dy'd.
Susan Ray (the Prisoner's Mother.) The Deceas'd being very bad, my Son said to me, Dear Mother have Compassion on poor Molly, for now she's ill I have no Convenience fit for her in my Shop. So I took her in a Chair, to my House. She could not speak, but she pointed to her Arm to be let blood, and so I went to Mr. Ward, the Surgeon, and he bled her. And the Apothecary came, and Subscribed three Blisters; but I said, Let her have but one.
Court. Why were you unwilling to have Blisters put on her Arms? - Were you afraid the Apothecary should see her Arms?
Susan Ray . It was only for Fear of terrifying of her too much: For I have had Blisters my self, and I thought they were terrible Things; and if God has ordain'd us to dye, all that the Physicians can say or Subscribe signifies nothing.
Court. But God has not ordain'd that we should shorten our Lives by a wilfull Neglect - Had the Deceas'd no Bruises?
Court. Nothing of that has been proved.
Eleanor Cradock . The Deceas'd had Convulsions 3 or 4 Years, before she was married to the Prisoner, and she waisted to a 'Notomize. The Prisoner always used her well, and never mislested her, whatever she could eat or drink he would always get it for her.
The Jury found him Guilty . Death .
20. Roger Bow , Waterman , was indicted for the Murder of Thomas Field , by giving him, with a Knife, one mortal Wound in the left side of the Belly, near the Navel, of the Length of one Inch, and Depth of 8 Inches, May 16 . of which he languished till the next Day, and then dy'd .
He was a second time indicted on the Statute of Stabbing, and a third time on the Coroner's Inquisition, for the said Murder.
Thomas Crumpton . The Deceas'd was standing at Mr. Evans's Door, in Hungerford street , and I at Mr. Loddington the Butcher's, which is next Door. The Prisoner came from the Water-side in his Shirt, and Slip-shod. He ask'd the Deceas'd for a Pin, the Deceas'd look'd on his Sleeve, but made no Answer. Damn it, I will do it, says the Prisoner, and reaching over the Butcher's Shop-board, he took up a Carving-knife, and said, Damn my Blood, I'll cut my own Throat; and then directly stab'd the Deceas'd in the left side of the Belly, dropt the Knife, and ran away. The Deceas'd stept into the Shop, fell on his right side, and cry 'd, O Lord! I am Stab'd. I took up his Waistcoat, and saw a little Blood; but when I turn'd up his Shirt, I saw part of his Cawl hang out. The Wound was about an Inch broad. I help'd him up, and Mr. Wilky, the Surgeon, was sent for. This was about 10 at Night, and he dy'd the next Night - The Prisoner being carried before the Justice next Morning, somebody said he stab'd the Deceas'd with his left Hand. No, says the Prisoner, but I stab'd him with my right Hand, and I never saw him before - The Deceas'd was a Stranger, he had been but 5 Weeks in Town.
Prisoner. I was not in my Senses.
Thomas Crumpton . He was very much in Liquor, and I believe that was all that ail'd him - Indeed he afterwards said he had been a Bed, but that the Devil had work'd in his Head all the Morning, so that he was oblig'd to get up, and do some Mischief.
Jury. How could he run, when he was so drunk.
Council. Did you see him do any thing in the Market?
Council. Was he drunk, or otherwise disorder'd in his Senses?
James Wilky , Surgeon. On Thursday Night I was sent for to Mr. Evans, the Deceas'd's Master, but when I came, the Deceas'd was gone to my House. I went home, and drest him. He was wounded in the left side of the lower Belly. A Piece of his Cawl hung out: It was cut, and I cut it off. I did not probe the Wound, for it went quite through; I drest him again, next Morning, but he dy'd between 9 and 10 at Night. I open'd him on Saturday, the Knife had divided the Epigastrick Artery, and the great Gut, and the Wound was the Cause of his Death.
William Kemp , Constable. The Mob carried the Prisoner to St. Martin's Watch-house, and put him in the Hole below. When I came there, I heard him a swearing at a prodigious rate; he curst the House where he had been drinking, and sometimes lamented, and cry'd O Lord! O Lord! I went down to him (for I was above before.) He said he had kill'd a Man, and was sorry for it; but Damn it, he was drunk, and the Liquor had done it, and he would dye with all the pleasure in Life. He shew'd me a Wound in his Head, and said it was done when he was knock'd down, and he wish'd he had been kill'd quite.
Prisoner. I know nothing of it, for I had been light-headed several Weeks.
William Costelow . 6 Years ago I was on board the Cornwal with the Prisoner at Spithead, and one Morning we went on shore at Portsmouth. We parted, and in a Quarter of an Hour I met him running with his Breeches down, and swearing, Damn his Blood, he was going to Putney. But a Man whipt him with a Horse-whip, and then he fell on his Knees.
Court. Was he drunk then?
William Costelow . I don't know; but when we went on board, the Captain enquir'd the meaning of it, and the Parson said, Let him be blooded. He continued on board 3 Months after, but plaid no more such Tricks - The Day of the Murder, I met him about 5 in the Evening, at the Steelyard, without his Hat. He said he had been to get an Enterprize of uncustom'd Goods (for he belongs to the Custom-house) and that he had hir'd a File of Soldiers, for a Shilling a Piece, to assist him - Then he spit in my Face, and went away, but he did not seem to be drunk.
John Cunningham . I was one that went a shore with the Prisoner, at Portsmouth - he was sociable at first, but soon after, we saw him running without Coat or Cap, with his Knife in his Hand; we took it from him, and then he pull'd his Breeches down, and threw his Shirt over his Head, and so ran from us, but the Cockswain met him and beat him.
Court. For being mad? Or for being drunk?
Daniel Clay . About 9 a Clock the Night before the Murder, the Prisoner came to my House, and said he could help me to a Prentice, and if I'd go to Tower-hill I should see him. I told him it was too late, and we had better go to morrow; but he would needs have me go that Night, and so at last I went. When we came to Tower-hill, he could not find the House. Then he said it was in Bishop's-gate-street. We went to Aldgate, and he said it was somewhere there-abouts. He look'd at several Houses, but could not find the right. Thence he carried me into Fenchurch-street, where he said he was sure the House was not far off; but still was
Hannah Wade . The Prisoner, when he was upon Custom-house Duty, lodg'd 2 or 3 Nights a Week at my House, the Cock at Iron-Gate. About 10 at Night he came home, and said, he had been with Mr. Clay. He seem'd much disturb'd; he drank 2 Pints of Beer, and I bid him go to Bed and sleep. He said the Devil would not let him; but at last I got him up Stairs. Then he cry'd, Fire! Murder! and swore and tore at a strange Rate. By degrees he grew quiet, and I heard no more of him, 'till 3 in the Morning, when he came down, and my Maid let him out. He return'd about 9 the same Thursday Morning, put up his Oars, and seem'd very sober, 'till he call'd a poor Man in to give him some drink, but threw it all in his Face. He ask'd me to lend him a Guinea; I refus'd it. Then he said he was going to buy three Great-coats, and a Dozen of Fowls, which he would send home, and desir'd me to pay for them. To humour him I said, Yes. He went out and came in again. I was then mincing some Meat. He catch'd up the Knife, held me by the Head, and swore, Damn you for a Bitch, you would not lend me a Guinea, and now I'll cut your Throat. My Daughter, and Maid crying out, he turn'd round and threw the Meat and Pans in the Ashes; then he push'd the Knife against my Belly, but it being blunt, and my Coats thick, it did not hurt me. Then he went up Stairs, and made a great Uproar. I ask'd him what he was doing? He damn'd me for a Bitch, and said he was breaking the House. He threw Bricks out of the Window, came down with his Cloaths unbraced, ask'd me where his Knife was, spirted some Beer in my Face, and so ran out.
E. Smith, Wade's Maid. He call'd all Night upon the Devil, and, in the Morning, threw some Flowers, that stood in a Pot, about the House, went out and threw. Mud in Peoples Faces. He met a Soldier, ask'd him if he was a Man, anp then threw Dirt in his Face. The Soldier drawing his Sword, he ran away, and said, Will you kill a Madman? He threw a Girl's Walnuts, and a Woman's Greens about the Street. Then he ask'd me for some Soap, to wash himself. He rubb'd his Hands and Face with it, and then smear'd them all over with Soot, and so ran out, and blacked an old Man's Face. We went up into his Room, and there he had broke all the Windows to get out, I suppose, and break his Neck, tho' he could not because of the iron Bars; but he had thrown his Shoes into the next Yard - The last time he went from our House, was between 5 and 6 on Thursday Evening, and the Deceas'd was kill'd that Night.
Sam. Davis. I was his Partner in the Boat; we went out about 4 in the Morning, and he was pretty quiet 'till about 8, and then he swore he'd go to a Justice, and swear Treason against his Wife, for damn her, a Bitch, she lov'd the Pretender. He drank nothing while he was with me.
William Holbrook . I lodge with Daniel Clay , a Shoemaker; on Thursday Noon, the Prisoner came, and went up into the Garret, where the Men work; but none of them being there; he threw all their Tools about, and then came down, and said, he had made them a Holliday, and asked us to treat him. We gave him 3 d. Now, says he, I'll go, and buy as much Bread, and Cheese, and Gin, as you all can eat and drink. He came back with 3 penny Loaves, threw one at a Man's Head; and another thro' the Window, and the Woman calling to him to pay for the Glass, he ran away.
Robert Foster . On Thursday Afternoon, he came to my Office, in the Custom-house, and said, he had seiz'd a Cart-load of Co-chineal in Stock's-Market; but the Basket-woman had rescu'd it, and taken his Commission from him, and therefore he had got ten Men out of the Tower, to recover the Seizure, and wanted me to give him more Assistance - Some say, I talk like a Madman, says he, but what do you say? Will you lend me Assistance? I answer'd, No. Why then God damn you, says he, I'll serve the Crown no longer. He did not appear to be drunk,
Juryman. Keeper, have you observ'd him to be under any Disorder, while he was in Newgate?
The Jury found him Guilty . Death .
Eleanor Turnly . The Prisoner was Servant to Mrs. Windsor, a Pastry-Cook, in St. John's-Lane : I and Margaret Goldsmith , came to lodge there but a little before Lady-Day, and then we observ'd the Prisoner look'd big, and at Easter, she look'd very lank. We suspected she had been deliver'd, tho' she appear'd publickly every Day, and we had never heard her cry out; but then we could not think what was become of the Child. In short, we thought the Family was all alike, or things could not be kept so private. We watch'd and harke'd all as ever we could. One while we fancy'd the Child might be at Nurse in the Garret, because they were often whipping up and down Stairs; but when we could find nothing, we concluded it was baked in the Oven. At last Mrs. Goldsmith, going in o the Cellar, came up, and told me and her Husband, she had seen a Wig-box below, and smelt something. He went down, and came up again, like a dead Man, and said, he put his Hand in the Box, and felt a Child, but was so surpriz'd, that he did not take it out. We consulted what to do, and, says I, as they have kept this Thing in hugger-mugger, we wont let 'em know the Child is found, before we send for a Constable; so Mr. Goldsmith fetch'd a Constable and Watch, and they brought the Child up, and it was all mouldy. The Prisoner, at first, deny'd she had had a Child; but in a little time own'd it was her's.
Juryman. You seem'd very deligent in watching the Prisoner, did you ever tax her with being with Child, before the Child was found.
Turnly. No, I never spoke a Word to her about it; for I could not bear the sight of the Creature.
Elizabeth Windsor . The Prisoner never told me she was with Child; but she said, she had been ill, and had had a great deal of Water come from her, and that then she was much better. When the Child was first found, she deny'd it, but own'd it afterwards.
Dinah Beaven . The Child was crouded in the Box and patrify'd. It was at the full time. I could discern no Mark of Violence. Indeed there was a small Wound on the Head; but I have known such a thing happen to an honest Woman's Child, when it has fell from her for want of Assistance.
Sarah Hawkey . When the Prisoner was brought to Newgate, some of the other Prisoners took her Coat, for garnish Money, and they found these Babby Things, sew'd up in her Coat - Here's a Shirt, a Cap, a Stay, a Forehead-cloth, and a Biggin.
The Jury acquitted her.
22 Thomas Ewer , was indicted for stealing a silk Turkey-quilt embroider'd, val. 5 l. and 3 Sattin Pillow-bears embroider'd, val. 20 s. the Goods of Daniel Layton , in his House , July 28, in the 5th Year of the King .
In June and July, 1731, the Prosecutor's Family being in the Country, his House (in St. Margaret's Westminster ) was enter'd, his Boxes, Chests, and Cabinet broke open, the Drawers left on the Floor, and the Goods in the Indictment, with other rich Furniture, &c. taken away. Above a Bushel of Soot, lay on the Dining room Hearth, and was thought to be left there, to make believe, that some Body came down the Chimney; but it sifted fine, no bits of Mortar were among it, nor any Footsteps in it; and besides, the Chimney was hooded at top, and the Lock of the Street-door was out of order.
The Goods were advertis'd, and in August, 1731, the Prisoner offer'd to pawn those in the Indictment to Mr. Pretty, in Vere-Street, and being examin'd how he came by them, he said, they were lent him to raise Money to christen his Child, and then he ran, away and left the Goods.
In the Prisoner's Defence, Thomas Watson, Mary Lloyd , and Isabella Richardson , swore, that in August 1731, they were at the Prisoner's Cellar, where he was at work (he being a Carpenter ) and a Man came down with a Bundle, like a silk Quilt, and said, You see, Mr. Ewer, I am as good as my Word, I'll lend you this to pledge; but let me have it again as soon as you can.
The Jury found him guilty 4 s. 10 d.
S. Gorton. Coming out at the South Door of St. James's-Church , on Easter-Day, in the Morning, I laid my Right-hand on my Gold-Watch, I was crouded, and felt an Arm under my Elbow. In turning about, I took my Hand off, and saw the Prisoner in a black silk Cloak, close at my Right-side. I ask'd her, why she crouded me so? She look'd full in my Face, and at the same time I perceived her Hand on my Watch; but presently she took her Hand off, and the Dial-plate of my Watch being outwards, I did mistrust I had lost the Case, but I gave her a Push, and said, You Toad! What Business has your Hand on my Watch? My Hand? Says she; and went off in a Hurry down the Steps. In pushing her my Watch turn'd, and I saw the Key-hole on the Backside. I cry'd out, Stop Thief! she has stole my Watch-Case. So I follow'd and took her. I steal your Watch-Case? Says she. I received the Sacrament this Morning. That's nothing to me, says I. The Beadle search'd her slightly, but could not find the Case.
The Prisoner's Defence.
Sarah Ray . The Prisoner, and her Husband, and I, sat all together in the Church, and we all went out at the West Door. The Prisoner was close by my side, and we heard nothing of the Robbery, till we were got a good Way out of Church.
Robert Young . I came out at the the same Door, and pass'd the Prisoner, and her Husband, and Mrs. Ray. I stopp'd to knock at a Door in German-Street, a Crowd got about the Prisoner. The Prosecutrix charged her with stealing her Watch-Case, because she had got a black Cloak - The Prisoner is a Chair-woman , and her Husband is a Cobler, and are two as honest People as live.
James Whitfield . I have known them 14 Years, a very honest Couple, they have a little Estate of 7 l. a Year, with which, and their own Industry, they live so comfortably, that there are not two such happy People within my Knowledge.
Jane Anderson . The Prisoner has been employ'd 5 Years at Sir George Warburton 's, to take care of the House, when the Family has been in the Country. I live with Sir George, and believe he intends to trust her with his House this Summer.
Mrs. Langhorn. I have left her in charge of my House; I believe she is as honest a Woman as ever was born.
Michael Crane . Her Husband is my Tenant. They are very honest People. By their Economy they make a very good Appearance, for Persons of their Station - We have a great Number here to speak in their Behalf. Acquitt .
24. Edward Landy , was indicted for defrauding Frederick Stanton , and John Cotterel , of 2 lb. of Tea, by means of a false Letter, in the Name of John Balchen . But there being a Flaw in the Indictment, he was acquitted .
33, 34. Richard Cummins , and John York , were indicted for robbing Eleanor Young , on the Highway, of 10 d. They were a second Time indicted for robbing John Young , on the Highway, of 13 d. Half-penny , April 28 .
The Witnesses against the Prisoners were examin'd a-part.
Eleanor Young . My Husband and I, coming from the Hampstead Half-way-House, into the Field on this side Fig-Lane , the 2 Prisoners met us - York stood over me with a Stick, and Cummins went to my Husband with a Pistol, and demanded his Money. He took something from him, and then came to me, and said, Damn you, now let's see what you have got? and robb'd me of 10 d. When they had robb'd us they went towards the Half-way-House. We stood pausing a little, and I was for going back, but one of 'em call'd to us, and said, Damn you, go forward. So we cross'd the Fields to Pancras, and went home to Red-Lion-Street. Next Day I went to Mrs. Moreland, at the Half-way-House, and told her we had been robb'd, and described the Men to her. While I was there the Prisoners and 2 Women came in. Lord, says I, those are the Men. You frighten me, says she, don't speak so loud, for if they should hear us, we may be kill'd. I know one of them, his Name is Cummins, and often frequents the Mag-Pye and Horse-Shoe in Drury-Lane. The Prisoners went away about 3, and I came home between 4 and 5. I told my Husband and my Landlord Falkner, that I had seen the Prisoners. We went next Morning to Mrs. Morland's, to get farther Information, and she gave us Directions in Writing to find Cummins. I went the same Evening to the Mag-Pye and Horse-Shoe, and finding York was there, I sent for my Husband, and Mr. Falkner, and they got a Constable who took him to his House, (the Rose in Wild-Street) and there Cummins came in to see what was the Matter, and so he was taken too.
Mr. Falkner corroborated that Part of Mrs. Young's Evidence which related to himself.
The Prisoners called several Witnesses, who swore they were at another Place when the Robbery was committed, and others appearing to their Characters, the Jury acquitted them.
The Witnesses against the Prisoner were examin'd a-part.
Archibald Gregoire . Coming from Primrose-hill, between London and Hampstead, in the Evening, with Frances Potter , and Sarah Wallis , we were attack'd just at Daget's Farm, near Marybone , by the Prisoner and another Man. They had Great Sticks under their Arms, and Pistols under the Skirts of their Coats. The Prisoner clapt a Pistol to my Breast, and said, Damn your Blood, what Money have you got? What, is it so? Says I. Yes, by God, says the other, it is, and if you don't deliver, you are a dead Man. I gave the Prisoner half a Crown, Damn your Blood, says he, have you no more? I said, No. Then he put his Hand under my Apron (for I am a Joiner ) and pull'd out my Watch. The Women beg'd he would not kill me, and then he Robb'd them - Mrs. Wallis is now so ill she can't come hither - He took from Mrs. Potter 6 s. and the other Man took 4 s. and 3. Thimbles from Mrs. Wallis, but gave her the Thimbles again. The Prisoner swore, he would see what they were. Two were Brass, and the other was Silver, and he took the silver one. Then they bid us make haste to London, and swore if we look'd back, they'd shoot us. We went about 10 Yards, and then Sarah Wallis look'd back. Upon which one of them held out a Pistol, and said, Damn you; if you don't go on, I'll shoot you dead on the Spot - Then they went off towards Primrose-hill.
After this, I went with George Tully , to a Turner's-shop in the Old-Baily, to buy a Screw for a Cyder-press. The Turner not being at home, I was directed to find him at the Chequer-Alehouse, in Black and White Court in the Old-Baily. He was there, and there I saw the Prisoner. I said to Tully, that's the Man that Robb'd me; and I ask'd the Turner if he knew him? He answer'd, Yes, he carries News about the Country, but I won't hear any thing of him, for my Brother keeps this House, and such Discourse may make a Disturbance. I carried the Turner to the
Prisoner. The Thief-taker - how came you acquainted with him?
Archibald Gregoire . I live near him - He recommended me to Mr. Atkins the Constable in the Old Baily Mrs. Potter knew the Prisoner as soon as she saw him. Then Barry call'd him to the Door, and ask'd him to drink, and the Warrant was serv'd upon him.
Prisoner. What Clothes had the Man on, when you were Robb'd?
When (on the Court's ordering the Witnesses to be examin'd a-Part) Frances Potter was put out of Court, she went up into the Gallery, where she could hear what the other Witnesses swore. She continued there during the greatest part of his Evidence but the Prisoner happening at last to see her; the Court reprimanded her, did order'd her to withdraw and wait without, till she was cal'd.
When she gave her Evidence, she agreed very well with Gregoire till she came to describe the Prisoner's dress - She depos'd, that he had on a very dark brown Coat, and that his Hat being pull'd pretty much over his Face, she could not say whether he had a Wig on, or not, tho' she look'd him full in the Face, and was positive to his Person.
The Prisoner, in his Defence, call'd 7 or 8 Witnesses, who prov'd that he was in Black-and-White-Court in the Old-Baily from 6 in the Afternoon of that Day, till past 10 at Night, And a great many others gave him the Character of a very honest industrious Man. The Jury Acquitted him.
37. Elizabeth Williams , of White-chappel , was indicted for assaulting Susan Stevens (an Infant ) in a Field near the Highway, putting her in Fear, and taking from her a Cap, and 2 Handkerchiefs , May 22.
It appear'd that the Prisoner coax'd the Child into a bye Place, where she pull'd of its Cap and its Handkerchief, and was going to strip it farther; but being seen by a young Woman who happen'd to pass that way; she was apprehended, and the Child's Cap found in her Pocket.
The Jury acquitted her of the Robbery, (the Child not being put in Fear) and found her Guilty of the Felony only .
Matthew Brooks . I was bringing a Saddle along the Back-road that leads from Islington to Goswell-street , and having Occasion to untruss, I laid the Saddle down and went into a Ditch. Presently 3 Men came along, and one of them took it up, and said, Damn it, we'll have this Saddle. I started up and catch'd hold of it, and said, Prithee Friend let the Saddle alone, but he pull'd it from me. I follow'd them above 40 Yards before I overtook them, and then they had not got the Saddle. The Prisoner said my Name is Barnet, one every Body knows me. I went home with 2 of them, and then they said they told me the Prisoner threw it over the Ditch.
George Gardner . I sent my Brother-in-Law Thomas Alexander to fetch a Bed from Moor-fields, and going to meet him, I found him by the Dog-house with the Bed on the Ground, and the Prisoner lying upon it, who said, he would see whither the Bed went. I took it on my Back, and he follow'd us. We had not gone far before he took up a Saddle. The Lad in the Ditch catch'd at it, but the Prisoner brought it away, and soon after threw it into a Ditch. The Lad follow'd us and ask'd for the Saddle. Then, says the Prisoner, It's time for me to leave you, and so he went away, and we were taken up on this Account and sent to New-Prison, where we lay all Night. The Prisoner had said his Name was Barnet, and he appearing to be a Butcher by his Clothes, we enquir'd for him, and found he kept a Chandler's shop in Compton-street, at Mount-mill.
Thomas Alexander . The Prisoner overtook me with the Bed, and ask'd whether I was going. What's that to you says I. I suppose you have stole it, says he, and I'll see whither you carry it. I pitch'd it on a Post to rest my self, and it fell upon the Ground, and he got upon it - My Brother came presently after, and a Cooper passing by at the same time, the Prisoner cry'd Hoa! Every Body knows me, my Name is Barnet. Then my Brother took up the Bed, and the Prisoner follow'd us about 6 Yards, where I saw a Man in a
Brooks. When I first came up to them, they said they had not got the Saddle, but did not tell me the Man had thrown it into the Ditch, till they came home.
Several Witnesses appear'd for the Prisoner, and depos'd they had known him many Years. and that he was a very honest Fellow. but a little Maggotty when he got drunk.
The Jury Acquitted him.
Elizabeth Griffith . The Squire came into Mrs. Moor's Brandy-shop at the lower End of King-street, Westminster , about 10 at Night. The Prisoner, and another Woman came in, and he desir'd they might have a Glass of what they would drink; which I gave them. He took out 7 Guineas and laid them on the Counter. I ask'd him why he pull'd out his Money in a publick Shop, and bid him put it up again. The Prisoner took it up, and counted it over, and I bid him take care of it. And she said she would call a Coach, and see him home; but he would have no Coach, and desir'd her not to be in a hurry. Other Customers coming in, I turn'd my back to draw some Liquor, and the Prisoner went away. The Squire staid a Quarter of an Hour after, and said his Money was gone.
Court Is he here?
Griffith. No; he's a Commander of a Man of War , and is gone to Sea.
Mary Bartlet . Captain Davis ask'd the Prisoner to drink, she wanted him to go out with her, but he said he'd tell his Money first, and so he laid 8 Guineas on the Counters she took it up, and slipt one Guinea into a Creature's Hand behind her, and then offer'd to return him 7. He said that was not all, but she swore and curs'd that she had but 7, and then she swept it all up, and left him, and 2 Soldiers went with her. I follow'd, and she was catch'd in Duke-street, but the Soliders let her go again; and afterwards she was taken at the Valiant Trooper in Bow-street, between 11 and 12, and I went to see the Captain home, to the 2 Brewers - He was very much fuddled.
Prisoner. You are a vile Wretch, you have been 3 times in Bridewell - I was at the Shop for a Quartern of Gin, but I saw not a Soul of a Man there. And when I wa carried before the Justice, the Captain did not know me, for he asked which was the Woman? The Jury found her Guilty .
Sarah Delany , and Mary Brace , (who were convicted last Sessions)
The Trials being ended, the Court proceeded to give Judgement as follows:
Received Sentence of Death 5.
Burnt in the Hand 5.
Sarah Delany , and Mary Brace , (who were convicted last Sessions) and Joseph Greenfield .
John Jones , Thomas Coles , William Banks , Thomas Rose , Edward Ballance , Thomas Ewer , Mary Smith , Catherine Bromley , Charles Thomson , Elizabeth Williams , Richard Gatland , Eleanor Kelly , and John Stubbs .