Mr Casson who died last week was one of those persons called crimps, whose business is to decoy men and procure soldiers for the east Indies, in which employment he had amassed enough to retire upon. His wife dealt in contraband Gin.
Bumper Smith a felon under sentence of transportation from Derby gaol, escaped on the 10th inst, surrendered himself by knocking at the prison door, and requesting to be admitted to his own apartments
The Journal of Sir Welkin Whitlow Squire of Feck Hall, Flash
The Journal of a 18th century squire living in the Moorlands of Tory views a hater of the French, Dissenters and Free thinkers
Friday 16 November 2012
Thursday 15 November 2012
16th November 1786
Mist
Squinting Agnes bought me a copy of the Derby Mercury in
which I found my letter which railed against the outlandish fashions being worn
by our ladies adopting outlandish fashions Viz
“I believe that there are few English ladies who in Wisdom
and Understanding do not esteem themselves superior of the French, hence it surprises
that they are their Apes, follow their fashions and retain Popish names given
to their several dresses by Catholic ladies abroad. What has a protestant Lady
to do with Cardinals, Pope Joan’s and Capuchins or any other mark of the beast?
Let the Catholic ladies keep with them and confess to greasy headed, broad shouldered
crew, if they please. I would have OUR HIGH CHURCH ladies call their dresses
Laud and Sacrevells. The Low Church will wear their Tenisons; The Presbyterians
can clap a Baxter, Chandler, Tong on the Shoulder. If it possible that a fine lady,
after seeing her face in the glass, Can be an Atheist, such a one can have a
fool caps, a habit of disgrace somewhat that has been worn by a pensioner when
they are charged with Drunkenness and other malpractice.
A superstition that has been called a religion run out of
its wits, so the custom of wearing Cardinals should be called a fashion run
mad. A grave divine has called this fashion Popery. I would have reform else
our Protestant ladies should imitate our sworn enemies”
Wednesday 14 November 2012
15th November 1786
Showers
The shop of Mr Chondly the draper of Leek was broken into last week and robber of a large parcel of goods and about 14l in money. The next morning several pieces of cloth were found in the ditches and road side leading to Macclesfield to which place being pursued and a warrant for Mr Thomas Geldercock of the said town. He was apprehended and conveyed to Stafford Gaol along with two other apprentices
A few days ago a man who lived in Park St Birmingham was also taken at Leek for stealing a horse and taking it into Wales and then offering it for sale. He confessed the taking of that and some others and it is supposed that there must have been others concerned, tis hoped to make a further discovery. He was also conveyed to Stafford
The shop of Mr Chondly the draper of Leek was broken into last week and robber of a large parcel of goods and about 14l in money. The next morning several pieces of cloth were found in the ditches and road side leading to Macclesfield to which place being pursued and a warrant for Mr Thomas Geldercock of the said town. He was apprehended and conveyed to Stafford Gaol along with two other apprentices
A few days ago a man who lived in Park St Birmingham was also taken at Leek for stealing a horse and taking it into Wales and then offering it for sale. He confessed the taking of that and some others and it is supposed that there must have been others concerned, tis hoped to make a further discovery. He was also conveyed to Stafford
Tuesday 13 November 2012
14th November 1786
Cold.
A few days since Timothy Swinscoe of Fairfield a Wagoner was
driving his cart between Lichfield and Stafford (being in liquor). Fell off and
was run over by one of the wheels and was so hurt that he died soon after. He
leaves a wife and a daughter
I struck on a plan to bring the footpads that infest the
area close to the Cat and Fiddle Inn on the Macclesfield Rd to justice. I
resolved with the aid of my manservant Goiter to employ the Ancients trap to
ensnare the villains in the manner of the Satyrs. The ruse involved dressing
Goiter like one of notorious women that haunt the stews of our cities hoping
that this vision of loveliness would encourage the ruffians. It must be said
that Goiter when powdered made a comely wench and we lay in wait near to the
Inn. The evening was kind to us. It was cold but we had a full moon which made
our presence fully known to any traveller on the road even if they meant well
or bad. Whilst we waited I charged my fusil with stone, lead and a Harry groat to
make the charge as stinging as possible to any ill fellow. We waited for around
and hour and we were beginning to feel the effects of the Moorland air when I
saw a fellow dressed in black passing the Inn and walking in our direction. He
approached Goiter and before the footpad could raise his bludgeon I raised my
piece. On examination of the prone figure we discovered that I had shot an
elderly dissenting minister who was not dead but groaned. Goiter and I fled
into the night
Monday 12 November 2012
13th November 1786
Drab A farmer in Cheshire, who keeps a good team of horse
but had not entered on in hackney, having occasion to attend Stockport market,
actually saddled a cow and rode her in triumph to and fro the market, attended
by a large concourse of laughing spectators who enjoyed the joke
Sunday 11 November 2012
12th November 1786
Damp
Three people I have been told were drinking in the Angel
Bakewell one day last week when one of the company being bored and for a
trifling bet offered to carry a red hot poker in his teeth as far as the market
stone and back again. The bet being agreed to , the man took the poker in his
teeth and performed it. The consequences were that the man was so affected that
his teeth dropt out and his mouth and tongue was so scorched that he languished
to the next day and expired in great agony
Saturday 10 November 2012
11th November 1786
Hail. News that Mistress Wellock of Hag Farm was condemned
to death for dealing with the Birmingham coiners. She is awaiting her end in
Derby gaol
It appears that a gentlemen travelling on the road between
Macclesfield and Buxton was attacked by two footpads with bludgeons in the most
audacious and brutal way. Mr Stretch who had some loose gold and at first
offered them 4 guinea coins, but not content with this they wanted to take his
bags in which there was considerable property. He again presented them with his
purse in which there were 40£ which they took and made off the dullness of the
night and having their faces covered with handkerchief it was impossible to
provide a minute description.
It is suggested that travellers take advantage of the day or
take a guard against the villainous lurchers have hitherto escaped without
punishment or want of example tis to be feared will follow them to further
depredation
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