Great Britain -- History -- Commonwealth and Protectorate, 1649-1660 -- Fiction; Historical fiction
Dr. Plot concludes his relation of this memorable event[2] with
observing, that, though tricks have often been played in affairs of
this kind, many of these things are not reconcilable with juggling;
such as, 1st, The loud noises beyond the power of man to make, without
instruments which were not there; 2d, The tearing and breaking of the
beds; 3d, The throwing about the fire; 4th, The hoof treading out the
candle; and, 5th, The striving for the sword, and the blow the man
received from the pommel of it.
[2] In his Natural History of Oxfordshire.
To shew how great men are sometimes deceived, we may recur to a tract,
entitled “_The Secret History of the Good Devil of Woodstock_,” in
which we find it, under the author’s own hand, that he, Joseph Collins,
commonly called Funny Joe, was himself this very devil;—that, under the
feigned name of Giles Sharp, he hired himself as a servant to the
Commissioners;—that by the help of two friends—an unknown trapdoor in
the ceiling of the bedchamber, and a pound of common gunpowder—he
played all these extraordinary tricks by himself;—that his
fellow-servants, whom he had introduced on purpose to assist him, had
lifted up their own beds; and that the candles were contrived, by a
common trick of gunpowder, to be extinguished at a certain time.
The dog who began the farce was, as Joe swore, no dog at all, but truly
a bitch, who had shortly before whelped in that room, and made all this
disturbance in seeking for her puppies; and which, when she had served
his purpose, he (Joe Sharp, or Collins) let out, and then looked for.
The story of the hoof and sword he himself bore witness to, and was
never suspected as to the truth of them, though mere fictions. By the
trapdoor his friends let down stones, fagots, glass, water, etc., which
they either left there, or drew up again, as best suited his purpose;
and by this way let themselves in and out, without opening the doors,
or going through the keyholes, and all the noises, described, he
declares he made by placing quantities of white gunpowder over pieces
of burning charcoal, on plates of tin, which, as they melted, exploded
with a violent noise.
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