Smuggling & Smugglers in Sussex: The Genuine History of the Inhuman and Unparalleled Murders of Mr. William Galley a Custom-house Officer, and Mr. Daniel Chater, a Shoemaker, by Fourteen Notorious Smugglers, with the Trials and Execution of Seven of the Criminals at Chichester, 1748-9 — John Shaqi
Smuggling & Smugglers in Sussex: The Genuine History of the Inhuman and Unparalleled Murders of Mr. William Galley a Custom-house Officer, and Mr. Daniel Chater, a Shoemaker, by Fourteen Notorious Smugglers, with the Trials and Execution of Seven of the Criminals at Chichester, 1748-9Anonymous
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Smuggling & Smugglers in Sussex: The Genuine History of the Inhuman and Unparalleled Murders of Mr. William Galley a Custom-house Officer, and Mr. Daniel Chater, a Shoemaker, by Fourteen Notorious Smugglers, with the Trials and Execution of Seven of the Criminals at Chichester, 1748-9
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Now they found them so weak that they could not sit upon the horse at
all, upon which they separated them, and put Galley behind Steel, and
Chater behind Little Sam, and then whipped Galley so severely, that the
lashes coming upon Steel, he desired them to desist, crying out himself
that he could not bear it, upon which they desisted accordingly. All
the time they so continued to whip them, Jackson rode with a pistol
cocked, and swore as they went along through Dean, if they made any
noise he would blow their brains out. They then agreed to go up with
them to Harris’s Well near Lady Holt Park, where they swore they would
murder Galley; accordingly they took him off the horse and threatened
to throw him into the well. Upon which the poor unhappy man desired
them to dispatch him at once, or even throw him down the well, to put
an end to his misery. “No, G--d d--n your blood,” says Jackson, “if
that’s the case, we must have something more to say to you”; and then
put him on a horse again, and whipped him over the Downs till he was so
weak that he fell.
Was ever cruelty like this! To deny a miserable wretch, who was half
dead with their blows and bruises, the wretched favour of a quick
dispatch out of his tortures! Could the devil himself have furnished a
more execrable invention to punish the wretched victims of his malice,
than to grant them life only to prolong their torments!
Poor Galley not being able to sit on horseback any longer, Carter and
Jackson took him up and laid him across the saddle, with his breast
over the pommel, as a butcher does a calf, and Richards got up behind
him to hold him, and after carrying him in this manner above a mile,
Richards was tired of holding him, so let him down by the side of the
horse; and then Carter and Jackson put him upon the grey horse that
Steel had before rode upon; they set him up with his legs across the
saddle, and his body over the horse’s mane; and in this posture Jackson
held him on for half a mile, most of the way the poor man cried out
“Barbarous usage! barbarous usage! for God’s sake shoot me through the
head”; Jackson all the time squeezing his private parts.
After going on in this manner upwards of a mile, Little Harry tied
Galley with a cord, and got up behind him, to hold him from falling
off; and when they had gone a little way in that manner, the poor man,
Galley, cried out “I fall, I fall, I fall”; and Little Harry, giving
him a shove as he was falling, said, “Fall and be d----d”; upon
which he fell down, and Steel said that they all thought he had broke
his neck, and was dead; but it must be presumed he was buried alive,
because when he was found, his hands covered his face, as if to keep
the dirt out of his eyes.
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