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wurselves just before an harbour in 
France called Feckham, and just as the. 
tide of ebb was made, espied a ship to 
keward of us, which by her nimble work- 
ing, I. suspected to be an Ostend priva- 
teer, upon which T went to my lord Wil- 
mot, and télling him my opinion of that 
ship, proposed to him our going on'shore 
mr the little cock-boat, for fear they 
sh* prove so, as not knowing, but finding 
us guing into a port of France, there 
being then a war between France and 
Spain, they might plunder us; and might 
possibly carry us away, and set us ashore 
mm England; thé master also himself. had 
the same opinion of her being an Os- 
_ténder, and came to me to tell me so. 
Which tho’ f made it:my business to 
disswaid him from, for fearit sh® tempt 
him to set sail back again with us forthe 
coast of England, yet so sensible was I 
of it, that Eand my 1¢ Wilmot went both 
on shore in the cock-boat, and going up 
‘to the town of Feckham, stayed there 
all day to provid horses.for Rouen; the 
‘vessel which so affrighted us proved only 
“a French sloop. The next day we got 
to Rouen, to-an inn, one of the best in 
‘the town, in the fish-markett, where they 
mad a difficulty to receive us, taking us 
‘by our claths to be some thieves, or per- 
‘sons that had been doing some very. ul 
-ehing, untill Mr. Sanbourne, aimerchant 
foF ewhony: E sent, came and answered 
Sor us. One particular more there. ts 
observable in relation to this our passage 
into France, that» they vessel: that brot 
ces over‘had no sooner landed me, and 
“E had given them a pass for fear of meet- 
ig’ w ith any of our Jersey frigates,: that 
‘thewind turned’ so happely for her, as 
fro:barry her directly over to Pool, with- 
idee being: known that she tan iover 
Sheen /upen the coast of France. We 
stayediiat Rouen ‘one day, to provide 
“purselves better cloths, and give notice 
to the queen, my mother, who was then 
~at Paris, of my being safely landed; after 
which, setting out. in a hired coach, I 
ORIGINAL. POETRY. 
Original Poetry 
[Sept. 1, 
was met by tiny mother with coaches, 
short of Pans, and by her eonducted 
thither, where I sa fely arived. 
A few short Notes of the King's, HO 
tothe foregoing Nar pehines 
There were six brothers of the Pene 
derell’s, who all of them knew the secret, 
and as I have since learnt from one of 
them, the man in whese house I changed 
my cloths, came to one of them about 
two days after! and asking where I was, 
told him! he might get a 1000 pounds 
Wi they w4 telly because there was thne 
sum laid upon my head;-but this Pende« 
reil was'so honest, altho’ he knew at that 
time where I was, he bid him have a care 
what he did,-for that L being got out of 
all reach, if theysh? now. discover I had 
ever been there, they w* getnothing but 
hanging for their pains. 
It-wass Mr. Giffard that Doce me 
acquainted with the White Ladies, > 
I-would not change my cloths at any 
of the Penderel's “houses, because I 
meant to make farther use of them, and 
they might be suspected, but rather 
chose to do it in. a house where they 
were not papists, 1. neither knowing 
then, nor to this day, what the man’s 
name was at whose house I did it. 
The Penderélls’ have since endeavoured 
to mitigate, the business of their being 
somber: by their. neighbours to discover 
me, But one of themdid certainly, de- 
dleeed’s tt to me at that. time.,: 
E dic::not depend upon. meeting my 
Jord Wilmot, butssent only, to know.what 
was become of -him;.for he and I had 
agréed to mect.at: London, at, the. Three . 
Cranes, i in the Vintry, and to enquire for “ 
Will Ashburnham. ~ |; 
When I got to Trent,. Mrs. Lane and 
Mr. Lassels went homes 
I could never get my Jord Wilmot to 
put onsany disguise, he saying, that he 
shé look, frightfully in. it, nad therefore 
did not te on one! 
phe Ee 
ON LEAVING elaine 
FAREWELL, peaceful village, with sighs 
of sad-anguish, 
*“Imourn o’er thy charms, o’er thy comforts Lif? 
grieve 5 
Dear place of my chilchood ! how oft shall I - 
- languish, © 
To gaze on those sceries I am denned to -d. 
heAYE,. 
j . 
Tve rang’d o’er thy hills at the d awe of ‘he 
morningy 9° eae 
‘Pve view’d with mild rapture thy prospects 
$0 gay 5) ithe 
.Pve mark’d the wild flowrets” thy allies 
adorning, 
"And have hail’d the Raat beams of the: mo- 
narch of day, mtg i ah 
