Lives and exploits of the most noted highwaymen, robbers and murderers of all nations: Drawn from the most authentic sources and brought down to the present time — John Shaqi
Lives and exploits of the most noted highwaymen, robbers and murderers of all nations: Drawn from the most authentic sources and brought down to the present timeWhitehead, Charles
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Lives and exploits of the most noted highwaymen, robbers and murderers of all nations: Drawn from the most authentic sources and brought down to the present time
Whitehead, Charles
Brigands and robbers -- Great Britain; Criminals -- Great Britain; Murderers -- Great Britain
“This, sir, is the metal that wins my heart forever! O precious gold!
I admire and adore thee as much as either Bradshaw, Prynne, or any
other villain of the same stamp, who, for the sake of thee, would sell
his Redeemer again, were he now upon earth. This is that incomparable
medicament, which the republican physicians call the wonder-working
plaster; it is truly catholic in operation, and somewhat of kin to the
Jesuit’s powder, but more effectual. The virtues of it are strange
and various; it maketh justice deaf as well as blind; and takes out
spots of the deepest treasons as easily as Castile soap does common
stains; it alters a man’s constitution in two or three days, more
than the virtuoso’s transfusion of blood can do in seven years. It is
a great alexipharmic, and helps poisonous principles of rebellion,
and those that use them; it miraculously exalts and purifies the
eye-sight, and makes traitors behold nothing but innocence in the
blackest malefactors: it is a mighty cordial for a declining cause; it
stifles faction and schism as certainly as rats are destroyed by common
arsenic: in a word, it makes fools wise men, and wise men fools, and
both of them knaves. The very color of this precious balm is bright
and dazzling. If it be properly applied to the fist, that is, in a
decent manner, and in a competent dose, it infallibly performs all
the above-mentioned cures, and many others too numerous to be here
mentioned.”
The captain, having finished his panegyric upon the virtues of the
glittering metal, pulled out his pistol, and again addressed the
serjeant, saying, “You and your infernal crew have a long while run on,
like Jehu, in a career of blood and impiety, falsely pretending that
zeal for the Lord of Hosts has been your only motive. How long you may
be suffered to continue in the same course, God only knows. I will,
however, for this time, stop your race in a literal sense of the word.”
And without farther delay, he shot all the six horses that were in the
carriage, and left Bradshaw to ponder upon the lesson he had received.
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