――Old Mackintosh and his friends are fled, And they’ll set the hat on another head; And whether they are gone beyond the sea, Or, if they abide in this country, Tho’ the King would give ten thousand pound, Old Mackintosh will scorn to be found. The king, by advice of his Privy Council, proclaimed in the ‘London Gazette’ that he expected all his loving subjects to join in recapturing those audacious prisoners at large. The sum of 500_l._ was to be the guerdon of him who should deliver any one of the prisoners to the next justice of the peace,――excepting Brigadier Mackintosh. For that noble quarry the king offered 1,000_l._ There was hot pursuit, chiefly made at hap-hazard, after the fugitives. Any gentleman heard of in private lodgings, and keeping pretty close within them, might reckon on having his apartments invaded by the eager constables. A gentleman was said to be living very quietly in rooms in St. Martin’s Lane. A group of informers and officers broke in upon him, and found him to be Mr. Thomas Harley, the brother of the Earl of Oxford. Now, the former gentleman had been committed to the Gate House, and was not known to be at large. The keeper of the Gate House entertained such a regard for his gentleman-prisoner that he allowed him to live in private lodgings, with an understanding that he was not to break bounds, but to be within call. This understanding was further secured by the presence of a keeper, who probably passed as a servant. The gaoler justified the course he had taken on the ground that the poor gentleman was in ill-health. The authorities had nothing to say against this clemency; but Mr. Harley was ordered back into durance. [Sidenote: _TALBOT RECAPTURED._]