both at the one triall and the other_ (triationem prædicti Edwardi Coleman et triationem prædicti Georgii Wakeman innuendo) _you will assuredly find it as different and contrary as white is to black, or as the lord chiefe Justice is sometymes, to Sir William at others_. In magnum scandalum et contemptum dicti Capitalis Justiciarii, et authoritatis suæ depravationem, ad grave dampnum dicti Capitalis Justiciarii, in malum et pernitiosum exemplum omnium aliorum in tali casu delinquentium, ac contra pacem dicti domini regis nunc; coronam et dignitatem suas, &c.[206] A copy of this paper is preserved among the Nicholl's Collection of Newspapers, at the Bodleian Library, Oxford. 246. A Satire against In-justice: or, Scroggs upon Scroggs. 1679. A folio broadside containing 16 three line stanzas. Jane Curtis was prosecuted by direction of Chief Justice Scroggs, for selling this broadside--"Which his Lordship called a libel against him: and her friends tendering sufficient bail, and desiring him to have mercy upon her poverty and condition he swore by the name of God she should go to prison, and he would show her no more mercy than they could expect from a wolf that came to devour them; and she might bring her Habeas Corpus, and come out so; which she was forced to do; and after informed against and prosecuted to her utter ruin, four or five terms after."[207] A copy is preserved in the Guildhall Library. The entire production is as follows:-- A SATYR AGAINST IN-JUSTICE: OR, Sc----gs upon Sc----gs. 1. A Butcher's Son (Judge) Capital, Poor Protestants for to enthral, And _England_ to enslave, Sirs. 2. Lose but our _Laws_ and _Lives_ (we must) When to do Justice, we intrust So known and errand Knaves, Sirs. 3. Some hungry Priests he once did fell With mighty Stroaks, and them to Hell Sent furiously away, Sirs. 4. Would you know why? The reason's plain; They had no English nor French Coyn To purchase longer Stay, Sirs. 5. The Pope, to Purgatory sends Who neither Money have (nor Friends;) In this he's not alone, Sirs. 6. Our Judge to Mercy's not inclin'd, Unless Gold change Conscience and Mind, You are infallibly gone, Sirs. 7. His Father once exempted was Out of all Juries; Why? Because He was a man of Blood, Sirs. 8. And why the Butcherly Son, forsooth, Should now be Judge and Jury both Can't well be understood, Sirs. 9. The good old man, with Knife and Knocks, Made harmless Sheep and stubborn Ox Stoop to him in his fury. 10. But the Brib'd Son, like greedy Auff, Kneels down and worships Golden Calf, And so did all the Jury.