Hail. I hear of a terrible accident that befell Frederick
the son of Mr Mercury- a poor boy from a poor family- who was accidentally
circumcised by a falling window sash. There was little blood.
It is the 10th anniversary of the murder and consumption of
the balladeer “Singing Annie” by the Congleton Cannibal Thorley. I was in the
market place in Congleton when Thorley’s cadaver was gibbeted. Of course there
was a mishap when Fisher the Waggoner got drunk and lost the corpse on rutted
lanes in the Delamere Forest but after the remains were found he was strung up
much to the amusement and education of the boys of the local Grammar school.
On the subject of entertainment today is the commemoration
of the discovery of the Gunpowder Treason and the occasion for bonfires and the
burning of the effigies. As usual we will burn Pope Pius, but given the
increase in canting Methodists amongst others I suggested that we burn a figure
in crow black of John Wesley( I had occasion to threw a clod of earth at Wesley
at Burslem some years ago) and this course
of action was agreed upon.
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