The life, travels, exploits, frauds and robberies of Charles Speckman, alias Brown, who was executed at Tyburn on Wednesday 23d of November, 1763 — John Shaqi
The life, travels, exploits, frauds and robberies of Charles Speckman, alias Brown, who was executed at Tyburn on Wednesday 23d of November, 1763Speckman, Charles
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The life, travels, exploits, frauds and robberies of Charles Speckman, alias Brown, who was executed at Tyburn on Wednesday 23d of November, 1763
Speckman, Charles
Criminals -- England -- Biography; Speckman, Charles, -1763
I went one day to Mr. Brogden, in Long-lane, West-smithfield, who
lent out wearing apparel, of him I hired a suit fit for any little
master in London; bought at the same time a satchel to put some books
in, thus equipped, I went to Mr. Greg, a watch-maker in St. James’s
street; on going into the shop, I perceived there was but one man
therein; upon his being told my father had bespoken a watch for me,
and I wanted to know if it was ready, he replied, as indeed well he
might, that he knew nothing of the matter, but that Mr. Greg his
master, being at the coffee-house, he would go to him, and ask the
question; the minute he was gone, I fixed my eye on a gold watch,
chain and seal, with which I marched off with all speed, took a
hackney coach in Pall-mall, away to Holbourn, and sold the watch,
though it was worth fifty-five, for seven guineas only, to Mary Keen,
a woman who understood that business much better than myself. She has
been transported four times.
At this time, and with this money, I went down to Reading in
Berkshire, where I took great delight in going out with my gun;
at length money falling short, I went to a milliner’s shop, under
pretence of buying some lace, to go round a cap and handkerchief,
for my sister; the milliner asked if I was not too young a man to
be a judge of lace? I replied, being young I should hope for better
usage, and left it entirely to her generosity to serve me of that
which was best of the kind; at this moment I fixed my eye on a
particular piece; pretending to have a bad cold, took my handkerchief
out to wipe my nose, laid it down on this piece of lace, which
repeating again, I took the lace up with my handkerchief, and put
it in my pocket, and then told the milliner, I would stay till I
was grown older; though it is clear I was too old for her now. I
took my leave, and marched gravely off, without the least suspicion;
and went directly to the Crown, the grand inn in Reading, hired a
horse for Maidenhead, but pushed on for London, sold the horse in
Smithfield for five pounds ten shillings, and the lace to a milliner
at Charing-cross, at a very decent price; at the same time cheapening
some of her lace, made bold to steal one piece.
Thus I found a method to deal among the milliners, without much
danger of detection, women being less on their guard than men, and
always delighted with any one who will hear them prate and chatter.
Very few milliners escaped my dexterity, for my youth, simplicity
of manners, and engaging behaviour, caused me always to pass
without suspicion; nay, on many occasions, I have been treated with
extraordinary marks of civility and politeness, and with the best the
house afforded, even after I had robbed them, which sometimes has
squeezed my heart a little, but I was too far gone in the road of
perdition to think of returning back.
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