The Fleet: Its Rivers, Prison, and MarriagesAshton, John
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The Fleet: Its Rivers, Prison, and Marriages
Ashton, John
Fleet Prison (London, England); Fleet, River (England)
At the Royal Exchange, the Lord Mayor, Sir James Shaw, with his own
hands, seized a man, who was bearing a flag, and the mob, unable to
force the gates, fired inside; but as far as I can learn, without
effect. Foiled in the attempt to sack, or destroy the Exchange, by the
arrival of some civil force to the assistance of his Lordship, they
moved on, seemingly aimlessly, towards the Tower: why--unless it was to
supply themselves with arms--no one can guess. Of course, if they had
tried to take it, they could not have accomplished their purpose, but
it never came to that. They stole a few guns from two gunmakers in the
Minories, Messrs. Brander and Rea; and then this gathering of rogues
and fools dispersed, and the nine days' wonder was over.
As usual, nothing was gained by violence. Socialism certainly did not
advance--nor was any more employment found for anybody--and the thing
fizzled out. But it was not the fault of the agitators. Let us read
a short extract from a leading article in the _Times_ of December 4,
1816:--
"As to the _foreseeing_ what was to happen--have we forgotten
Mr. Hunt's advice on the first day to petition, then, if that
failed to resort to _physical force_. They did petition, and he
calls them together to tell them that their petition has failed;
and yet it is to be supposed that he foresees on their part
no resort to physical force! Why! this would be trifling with
the understanding of an infant. But the second time Mr. Hunt
said nothing about physical force! Oh, no. Whilst the bloody
business was in hand by his myrmidons in Newgate Street, and
at the Royal Exchange--whilst an innocent gentleman was in the
hands of his assassins--whilst the life of the Chief Magistrate
of the city was attacked by ruffians, the first inciter to the
use of physical force was coolly haranguing on the comparative
merits of himself and his hunter, in Spa Fields. What! did
anybody expect that he would get up, and accuse himself openly
of high treason? Did Catilina, in the Roman Senate, avow his
parricidal intentions against his country? But, to quit Mr.
Hunt for awhile, let us recall to the recollection of our
readers, the incendiary handbills thrust under the doors of
public houses, several weeks ago. A copy of one of them was
inserted in our paper of the 1st of last month; but, at the time
it did not command that attention which its real importance
perhaps deserved. It was of the following tenour:-- 'Britons
to arms! _Break open all gun and sword shops_, pawnbrokers,
and other likely places to find arms. No rise of bread, &c. No
CASTLEREAGH. Off with his head. No National Debt. _The whole
country waits the signal from London_ to fly _to arms_. Stand
firm now or never.--N.B. _Printed bills containing further
directions_, will be circulated as soon as possible.'"
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