_He relates what extremities he was put to, for want of Food and
Lodging. His Lodging in a Mill, lying in the Hopper, discovers a very
pleasant passage between the Miller and his Wench; and by a strange
accident got a very good Supper that night; with many other remarkable
adventures._
I was not so much troubled that by being shut out of dores I was
destitute of a lodging as to think how basely I was turn’d off by this
Yeoman of the Hempen Collar. Neither did I trouble my self at the
thoughts of lying underneath a Stall, (for I had too lately been
intimately acquainted with lying on the boards) but my mind was somewhat
perplext when I thought of meeting the Constable and his Watch, I fear’d
no lodging so much as one of their providing. To avoid which, I crept
under a Stall, and slept there that night. The Sun had lookt into our
Hemisphere with half an Eye, when I awaked, and glad I was I had so much
light to see which way I pleased to steer my Course. I directed my Feet
toward the Key, where I knew I should find diversity of Objects to
please my roving mind. I walkt there so long, still my stomack grew
enraged to that height that nothing could pacify it but a good
Breakfast, which I knew not how to obtain, or give it the least
satisfaction, but by begging. Whilst I was thus plotting how to support
Life, a Man in good habit steps ashore from one of the Ships which lay
by the Key, and walking a turn or two with me, askt me who I belonged
to, if to none, whether I wanted a Service? To whom I replyed, I was an
Orphan and Masterless, and that I should be glad to hear of a good
Service, and be thankful to him that should help me to one. That I will
said he, if thou wilt Sail with me to the _Barbadoes_, thou shalt fare
as I do, and since thou art a well favoured Lad, I will have a care of
thee as of my own Son (it may be so, if he loved him no worse than my
Father loved me) thou shalt do well ne’re question. He askt me whether I
would eat or drink, I told him I was both hungry and thirsty; come
aboard with me (said he) and thou shalt be satisfied in both. I thought
it no prudence, but rather very hazardous to go aboard then, and
therefore beg’d his excuse; he perceived my fearfulness, insisted on
that no farther, and so carried me to a Cooks Shop where he called
plentifully for Meat and Drink; and that I might not want sawce to my
Meat, he recounted to me the pleasures of going to Sea, what idle Lives
they lived, doing nothing but imploying their thoughts in what past time
they shall next divert themselves in; Sometimes playing at _Hob_, (a
usual Game amongst Sea-men in a calm) afterwards at Cards, Dice, Tables,
Talking, Walking, Smoaking, Drinking or Fishing, and then speaking of
_Barbadoes_ and other Islands they usually touch upon, he told nothing
but wonders of them. Though I had not the Faith to believe all he said,
yet I could not but be much pleased at the Relation. He spent some hours
with me to possess me with a belief of the verity of what he said; and
when he had exprest himself so largely that he could not utter any more
without Repetition, he demanded whether I would resolve to go with him;
I promised faithfully I would, but desired of him respit till the next
day; thinking I intended thereby to evade him, he would not consent to
it, alledging I was too young to catch old Birds with chaff; this was
but a trick of mine to fill my Belly, and that this was not the first
time I had served others so; however I will pay my share of the
Reckoning, and so farewell and be hang’d; there being sixteen pence to
pay, he threw down his eight pence. As he was marching down the stairs I
called after him, begging him to stay, he returning, I vowed I would
come to him the next day, and be absolute at his devotion; I backt this
Vow with many Oaths and Protestations, the breaking of which I valued as
little as Lovers do theirs in an amorous heat, if necessity should force
me to it. Well, said he, I will believe thee for once, but if thou doest
cheat me, I shall find you some time or other, and then——
Glad I was to part with him, resolving if I could make any other shift,
I would not go with him, Night drew on without any other success that
day; and now wandring to and fro in the dark not knowing where to go, I
arrived at the foot of _Welcomb_ Bridge; finding myself so near the Town
end, I resolved to get shelter under some Hay-mow, or creep into some
Pig-stie. As I walkt along I saw a glimmering light, and approaching it,
found it in a Mill; I lookt in, but saw no body, whereupon I boldly
entred (it being late) and sate down a while by the Hopper, to the
intent if any should have taken notice of my entring the Mill, I might
there in view have been excused my self. Now coming, and finding myself
alone, I got up into the Hopper (being a very large one) and there lay
close. I had not been long there, before I heard the Miller come into
the Mill, and discoursed with an other, which I judged Female by her
voice: not long after came his Boy with some Liquor of what sort I know
not, about to depart, the Miller charged him to bring the Capon as soon
as it was ready.
By their discourse I soon perceived the intent of that their nocturnal
meeting; for though the Mill stood still, the Miller was resolved to
grind that night. Various was their pretty little amorous tittle tattle;
but growing weary of talking, there was a cessation, and then I could
hear a bustling and puffing, as if the Miller had over-charg’d his arms
by lifting too many sacks of corn at once. After this, no noise at all;
then began a fresh Dialogue, but somewhat better qualified than the
first; Their discourse was full of kissing Parentheses, sometimes one
with another: their controversie at length grew hot, and the arguments
of these two Disputants were so powerful on each side, that they had not
a word to say. In the mean time in came the Boy with the Capon, setting
it down, but where is the Bottle (Sirrah) said the Miller? The Winer
said the Boy wont let it go without leaving Money for it beside the
Sack; whereupon giving him Money charg’d him to make haste, which he did
accordingly. The Miller and the Wench fell to it lustily. I could hear
by the swift motion of their chops, not letting three bitts pass their
greedy throats without six Gulps of Wine to wash them down. I wisht them
both in the Mill Dam, so that I could have had some of their good cheer.
At last the Miller being indifferently satisfyed, and impatient to taste
of other Flesh, than that of a Fowl, said, _Come my dear we will set
aside what remains till anon, which will taste better then, than now_; I
did wish they would have set it up in the Hopper; After this they fell
to their former dalliances; and all was hush again. I reaching up my
head by degrees, resolving to see; and leaning too far over the Hopper
to make the full discovery, I and the Hopper came tumbling over and over
down upon the Miller, and with my Foot had so dabb’d him into the Pole,
that half stund, up he got with his Wench, and both ran as if the Devil
had been in the pursuit of them; not knowing (when they had recovered
the fright) how soon they would return, I resolved not to be idle, but
snatching up the remains of the Capon and the Bottle I ran too, but it
was a contrary way, being at a good distance, and having recovered the
Fields I got under a Hedge, where I made a shift to fill my Belly,
though I could not see what I did eat; my Wine served to keep me warm in
my new cold lodging; but I found it had not cured my bruised Bones,
which troubled me so much, I cursed my curiosity, as well as the Miller,
who was the cause of all this mischief, wishing I had his Stones to peck
for him.
My happiness rose with the Sun, whose glorious beams having put to
flight the gloomy shades of the night, had also in part routed those
cares and fears which had surrounded me on every side. And now I began
to remember my promise to go for _Barbadoes_; which (after I had
seriously considered with my self) concluded it to be the best expedient
I could propound to my self for a future livelihood. But thought I, it
would not be amiss to carry some Venture along with me; but since I had
neither Parents, Friends, Credit, nor Money, there was no way to procure
any such thing, but by my wits, which I was resolved to stretch, or
stretch for it: I walkt the streets almost one whole day, but could not
contrive a way to insinuate my self into any shop, without much
suspition, being so small an Urchin; But rather than spend a day thus
fruitlesly, I purposed to hazzard all; and therefore coming by a
Shooemakers Shop, I boldly stept in, and as confidently askt the Master
thereof, whether he knew my Master; who is thy Master quoth the
Shooemaker? Capt. ——— said I; he replyed, he knew him not. You may then
said I, for he pointed to this Shop even now, bidding me stay till he
came, he intends to buy a parcel of shooes of you, being bound to Sea in
a long Voyage. The Man hearing me tell this formal and plausible tale,
desired me to sit down, telling me I was heartily welcom; I told him I
had been sitting all day, and therefore desired him to give me the
liberty of walking in his Shop, with all my heart said he; and with all
my soul too, thought I; for by this means I had the opertunity of
Surveying the Shop, and seeing what things my hands might lay hold on
with least difficulty and hazard. He not suspecting me in the least,
followed what he was before about at his Cutting-board, and his back
being towards me, I secured a pair of Childrens Shooes, which lay among
many more carelesly on a Seat, which I securing, I stept to the Man at
his Cutting-Board; sometimes looking on his work, and then stared him
caution by my eyes to have a care, lest I should steal the noble Trade
of the _Gentle craft_ from him; then standing at the door as if I lookt
every moment for my Masters coming, and then retreating inwards, would
wonder, or rather mutter to my self, that if he should stay so long.
Walking a turn or two backwards and forwards, I espyed a pair, that I
verily believed would fit me, my heart leapt within me at the discovery,
and my fingers never left itching till I pincht them by the Ears, who
made no outcry, when I conveyed them into my Breeches; fearing to stay
longer; (knowing to well the danger if I were taken) I came to the
Master of the Shop with my Hat in my Hand, telling him I would go look
my Master, assuring him I should find him either at the _Rose_, or
_Kings-head_ Tavern, and as soon as I found him would return again
instantly. Do so, my pretty Lad, quoth he, do so; which I did with such
an over eager haste, that had he observed me, I might have been betrayed
thereby. Overjoyed with this success I fully purposed to be couragious
for the future, and banish every base thought, that might lessen or
abate a dangerous or desperate resolution. To increase my purchase I
walkt into another Street remote from that I committed my first Theft,
where I busily imployed my eyes in the search of any advantage, though
ne’re so inconsiderable; they quickly found out what my thoughts aimed
at, and therefore drew near my intended prey, a Hosiers Shop, the Master
whereof was busily imployed in making up of Stockings of all sorts into
Papers, marking thereon the Prizes. A Logger-headed Fellow, taller by
the Head than my self, had little to do, it seems then to gape and stare
on the Gentleman that was at work; he lolling over the Stall, I came and
leaned by him, where we both gazed so long, till we had seen him make up
several Parcels.
I had a great mind to have some Stockins to my Shooes, if I knew how to
get them. There was no thoughts of going in after the obsolete way of
nimming them, under the pretence of cheapning, for my Habit and Age
would have been incongruous, to that design; I had various Projects in
my head, and I verily believ’d one would take, (since there was but one
man in the Shop) if I knew but which of them would prove most infallibly
effectual; for I approved them all as very good. Seeing his work almost
at an end, I thought it high time mine should begin; wherefore this
Lobcock (who lookt like one who never was nor ever would be good for any
thing) I say, I propounded him as the fittest instrument I could use for
my designed good. To commence this Knavish stratagem, I pincht him
gently by the Ear, which he feeling, grumbling like one suddainly awakt
out of his sleep, asked me what’s the matter? Nothing said I, he lolling
again after his afore accustomed humour, I twek’t him again, at which he
grew angry, and threatned to box me: I regarding his threats no more
than the humming of a Gnat, stuck a Pin to the Head in his Breech; at
which he caper’d like a dancing Horse; and ney’d so loud, that I could
hardly forbear laughing, but he soon made me more serious, by lending me
such a cuff on the Ear, I thought he had struck my head off my
Shoulders; I endeavoured to defend my self as well as I could, warding
his blows, and now and then returning one, creeping as near the Shop
door as I could; the Master of the Shop perceiving my Antagonist was
like to be too hard for me, left off papering his Stockins, to part two
so unequally matcht; that was my pollicie, that I might get him on my
side; with much ado, by the help of my Shop-friend, I dis-ingaged my
self from him, and seemingly much afraid, I ran violently into the Shop,
pretending to fly from my furious adversary; and turning hastily about,
I saw the Hosier was much concerned in keeping the Looby from running in
upon me; all this while his back was towards me, which favoured my
exploit so rarely well, I whipt up a Paper of six pair of Stockins, and
sent them into my Breeches undiscovered, to keep company with the Shoes;
having finished this work, I had so cunningly plotted I called to the
Hosier, Master, Master, said I, let the cowardly Lubber come, and let me
see what he dare do, I commend the little Boy said the Hosier, and so
loosing him, he ran furiously upon me, I being less by much than he,
dodg’d him, and so got clear out of the dore, the Hosier holding him in
the Shop, till I had cleerly escap’d him; The Hosier, (as I understood
afterwards) presently missing his Stockings, overtakes this Boy, that
made not half the haste that I did, to be far enough from the Shop, and
dragging him back, charg’d him with stealing a Paper of Stockins who
stifly denied it, as well he might. The other told him that though he
lookt like a simple ignorant Dolt-head, yet he had found him the
cunningest Knave that ever he met with: These are new tricks indeed,
spick and span new, piping hot. I have heard, _when Knaves fall out
honest men come by their own_; but I never heard when two such Young
Rogues fall out, honest men should loose their Goods. Sirrah, not only
produce the Stockins you now have stoln but those I have lately mist,
and that presently: you are like to pay for all. A Young Lad (one of my
Confederates afterwards) stood by all the while, and told me, that his
Gestures at that time out-did all the changlings that ever had been
before him; all that the Hosier could get out of him was, that the boy
he would have beaten had them; This would not serve the turn, but caused
the Constable to carry him before the Mayor, who hearing the whole
story, wondred at the subtility of the Plot, especially proceeding from
such Green Heads (concluding us Partners) and that his Worship might
hinder him from the like, or worse attempts, committed him to
_Bridewell_, there to remain one whole Month, and thrice a week to be
severely lasht. I was glad to hear of his confinement being freed from
the fear of meeting him in the Street, neither durst I much ramble
abroad for fear of meeting the Hosier; wherefore I was resolved to make
what hast I could to get me and my _Cargo_ aboard; to the increasing
whereof I found the acquaintance I got among young Apprentices, with my
skill in _Span-farthing_ and _Chuck_, to be very instrumental; For being
busie at play whilst their Masters were at Dinner or Break-fast, (which
were my chief Market times) I could with ease slip into the Shop, and so
whatever came to my hands was lawful Prize. What I had gotten at
_Chuck_, _Span-Farthing_, and such like Juvenil Games, I found
sufficient to provide me sustenance for the day, and had spare hours
enough to exercise my Art of Pilfring; what each days Theft had
produced, I warily carried to my Magazine, a place that I had found out,
secret and secure enough for that purpose, _viz._ a ruinated old Castle,
not far distant from the Town, rarely frequented by any. In the Wall
whereof, I found a large hole, where I intomb’d my Goods, I like a Cunny
with her Stock of young Rabbets, never let it lie open, when I left it.
There was not a Day wherein I did not add to my Store; so that thriving
thus in my Theeving, and success attending all my Rogueries, I grew so
impudently confident, that I thought almost that I could have stoll’n a
mans skin from him without discovery. But Danger and Destruction are
seldom nearer, then when security lies at the Door. I had been in many
shops but never in a Booksellers, wherefore I was resolved to make one
Trial there; and studying what Book to ask for, (being acquainted with
very few) I pitcht upon an _Accidence_; but that I thought would not
suit with my Canvas habit, I then thought a _Spelling-Book_ would be
much fitter; so advancing within the Shop Dores, I demanded of the
Apprentice whether he had any such Book; he answered affirmatively. Pray
let me see it, said I; whilst the young man was reaching down a bundle
of stitcht Books, in which it was tyed up; I had cleanlily conveyed a
Book into my Breeches, (which proved to be a _Practice of Piety_) the
Apprentice not finding it in that bundle, searcht in another, which gave
my hands the liberty of seizing on another Book, a piece of Divinity as
well digested and as Practical as the former, called _A Help to
Devotion_; his Master which lay covert this while in a place called
_Catch Thief_, hastily called his Man to him, to tell him what he had
observed, and to let me alone till I was going away, and then to detain
me; giving me in the mean time all the advantagious opportunities I
could wish for; and to dissemble the matter the better, the Apprentice
fumbled a pretty while before he could find it; by that time I had made
other purchases, but one especially, the Title whereof you shall know
instantly.
Having found the Book, he delivered it into my hands; I tumbling it over
askt the Price: Two Groats, said he; I that had no mind to buy it, was
resolv’d to bid little enough; will you take Three Pence; The Rascal
snatcht the Book out of my Hands so furiously, I thought he had torn it
to pieces; and then griping me fast by the Arm, (a Pox on him I did not
like well his looks before) _Sir_, said he, _Your Worship is very
merrily disposed to offer me as little again as my commodity cost me.
What Books else do you want? Or is your Honour of all sorts well
stored?_ So clapping his hands on the knees of my Breeches, discovered
what I had been doing. This disgracing Villain makes no more ado, but
bawls out aloud, Master, Master, come quickly, I have caught the
Bookworm that hath devoured so many Books of late. The Grave old
_Segnior_ upon this out-cry quits his covert, and in a Spanish pace
advanced towards me, accosting me with the worthy Title of _Honoured
Sir, I am glad to see you, and am much troubled you should heretofore
visit my Shop, and I abroad. I understand you are a great lover of
Books; insomuch_ (they say) _you are a little walking library: be not
offended Sir, if I take the boldness to look into the Title of one or
two of them:_ so putting his hands into my Breeches, drew out a
_Practice of Piety: An excellent good Book. I protest_ (quoth he) _you
are to be commended for making election of such approvedly sound
Divinity, to inform you of the true principles of Christianity;_ diving
again he brings out M. _Scudders Christians dayly walk;_ Upon the sight
hereof he seem’d to be ravisht, saying, _surely this is a young Angel;
and if he reads and practises such precious Books as these, he will be
Canoniz’d for a Saint before his decease._ And then applying himself to
me; said, _for certain your walk and the_ Christians dayly walk _differ
much, for his dayly walks are in the righteous paths of honesty and
Justice, but you walk dayly up and down to see what Thefts, Cheats, and
Rogueries you can perform. But let us make a further enquiry,_ and then
he drew out a _Help to Devotion. Do you see_ (said he) _how Devout he
is? how piously studious? not one scurrilous Pamphlet, or Play-book in
all his Study; What shall we call him;_ Religious Votary. _But indeed
Sir,_ (said he) _you are highly too blame not to put your books (having
so many) into some method or order, and not let them lie thus confusedly
without shelves._
He searcht a pretty while again before he could find any more, at last
he found in a blind corner a Book, and bringing it to light, what should
it be, but Mr. _Smiths Great Assize_; _Look you here_ (said he) _what I
have found at last? before which at last you must appear, and there
answer for all the Villanies you have committed, and then will these
very Books (thou hast stoll’n) come in as evidences against thee; but
hoping thou wilt escape there, they shall convict thee here_, and so
presently sent his Man for a Constable, who coming, we straight way
marcht to the Mayors. As ill luck would have it, we were to pass by both
the Hosiers Shop, and the Shooe-makers, who enquiring of the rabble what
was the matter, were informed that they were carrying a young Thief to
the Mayor, for stealing Books; the Shooe-maker was the first I past by,
who seeing me, knew me presently, crying out, _this is the young Rogue
that stole my shooes_; and not long after the Hosier was in the same
tone; _this is one of the Rascals that stole my Stockins_, so joyning
with the multitude, we soon arrived at the Mayors house; entring which,
the Mayor being acquainted with the matter, came down into a large Hall,
where my Accusers each in his order declared my guilt, not omitting any
circumstance that might aggravate my crimes. The Mayor much wondred that
I should be so notoriously Roguish at those years, and askt, what I had
to say for my self. _May it please your Worship_ (quoth I, bowing so low
that my nose e’ne toucht the Ground) _I am fatherless, and Money-less,
Friendless, and Helpless, and being ready to starve, I begged up and
down the Town, but to very little purpose; for I beg’d so long without
relief, that I knew not how to prolong my Life, without falling into
these indirect courses. Had not the People been thus hard hearted, I had
not been so sharp witted._ What did you do with the Shooes and Stockins
you stole? _I sold them_ (said I) _for Bread and Beer._ Where, said he?
_May it please your Worship, I am a stranger in this place and if you
hang me I know not where the house stands now._ But what did you intend
to do with these Books? _And if it please you, Sir, I intended with all
diligence to enquire whether any Ship was going for_ Barbadoes, _or any_
English _Plantation abroad and I would go in her; being able to read a
little, (and knowing my self to be a wicked Boy) I thought to carry them
along with me, to the intent I might both mend my reading; and by my
reading those good Books, endeavour to mend my life._ All the standers
by amazed to hear me speak after this manner; but more especially the
Mayor, who protested, although he was near four-score, he had not in his
whole life time observed the like President; and withal publickly
confest he knew not what to do in this business: at length (after he had
pawsed a while) said he; _young man, you shall have your desire, you
shall go to_ Barbadoes; _here is a ship in the Harbour now ready, only
expecting a wind; but that you may not forget your Native Countrey, this
Town in particular; but more especially your matchless Rogueries, you
shall be sharply whipt according to your deserts, and from the House of
Correction immediately shipt away. You Gentlemen, that have been
sufferers by this young Rogue, see that my sentence be punctually
performed; and if you please to give your selves farther satisfaction,
let each person offended, give the Offender three lashes apiece, above
the general number appointed._ I was straightways hurried from thence to
the House of Correction; not only Guarded, but regarded by half the
Town; my Accusers stuck to me to the very last, neither was there
wanting those (to the number of a score) that verily believ’d I had
abused them too (having lost several things lately) which accompanied
me, hoping to give themselves some satisfaction, by having each of them
a fling at my ——. The illest lookt Rogue that ever dropt out of a Carts
arse at Tyburn, was superlatively handsom to this Baboon, bare-arst,
Monkey-fac’d Jerker, that was to correct my Rogueship. His eyes were of
two different colours, and of as different motions; they would turn from
each sometimes to the utmost Angles of his face, as if they loathing
each other, would not admit of that correspondency which good eyes bless
themselves withal: and then again furiously return, angerly endeavouring
to pry into each others Cells, how they might extinguish the malignancie
of that sight, each other hated for the Neighbour-hood. The Hair of his
Head and Eye-brows hung over his Fore head, and part of his Face, like
that of an _Iceland Shock_; Nature when she formed him was very
frollicksom, and summon’d all the faculties of her art to make a thing
appear ridiculously monstrous; for the colour of his Face appear’d less
lovely than a _Molotto’s_, the sides of his Cheek like two pieces of
Tann’d-Hide flie-bitten; his Nose about an inch longer than _Mother
Shipton_ is pictur’d with, and somewhat more curved; his Mouth opened as
wide as an Oligators; and his Teeth within that vast Concave, alike
straggling, his Chin was like the Rump of a Goose. When he did sweat (as
he did rarely otherwise) his neck lookt very like a Collar of Brawn,
standing in its own Pickle; his back was borrowed from a Cammel, his
Belly from a Swine, his Leggs from a Crane, much longer, though not
quite so small; But I believe the Devil helpt him to Arms, for my
Doublet and Shirt being stript over my ears, there was an Engine brought
much like a Pillorie, in which there was three holes; the middlemost for
my Head, and one of each side for my hands: These Principal Members of
mine being there fixt, he takes up a Stick in his hand with five or six
Cords at the end thereof, with which, at the first blow, I thought he
had cut me in two, following that with three or four more, and in the
end did so lay about him, that my very Accusers were forc’d to intreat
him to give over; and when that would not do, they were compell’d to
hold his hands. To conclude, he had so out-done their expectations, that
they had now nothing else to do but to pity me; but this was not all, my
greatest affliction was yet behind. For lest those deep furrows the
Rogue had plowed up on my Back should fester or rankle, he had provided
a Bason of Water and Salt to wash my Wounds withal, which caused a pain
intollerable. The severity of that punishment, hath ever since wrought
so strongly on my imagination, that it makes me tremble, when I but cast
my eye on any Book of the same Volume of a _Practice of Piety_.
* * * * *
Mr. Mayor had ordered, that the place of my torment should be that of my
rest too for that night, and in the mean time had sent for the Master of
the Ship that was bound for _Barbadoes_, (having a part in her himself)
and inform’d him that he had a purchase for him; a young Lad which he
should take aboard, giving him an account how he came by him: it was all
one to the Master, he cared not what they were, provided strong and
healthy: _the Sea and Gallows refuse none_. The next morning I was
conveyed aboard; the Master knew me at first sight, and said to me, _Did
not I tell you, if you were worse than your promise I should meet with
you again?_ Truly Master, (said I) I did not forget what I promised, the
occasion of so long absence was only a desire I had to furnish my self
with some Commodities suitable to our Voyage; yesterday I was coming in
all hast to you, but that taking up some odd trifles by the way staid me
a while, but I’le assure you they cost me very dear. The damn’d
Dog-whipper that was with me, did cut what I was about to say in two,
resolving forsooth, to have his saying, telling the Master he need not
be asham’d to entertain me in his Ship, for to his knowledge I was no
less than a Lace-Merchant, and had had great quantity about me. The
Master dismissing the Fellow giving him a Tester for his care of me,
took me into his Custody; first carrying me into his Cabin to divert
himself with the relation of my Adventures; perceiving that the
rehearsal of but two or three gave him infinite satisfaction; I assumed
the boldness (being encouraged thereunto by his intreaty) to give him a
plenary relation, not only of what had lately past since my arrival at
_Barnstable_, but gave him a true and full account of all transactions
before I left the famous City of _Bristol_, the place which I am engaged
to for my Nativity.