But to proceed to the Facts: Having now laid aside all thoughts of getting an honest Livelihood, he begins the Scene of those Rogueries which have brought him to his untimely End. The first Fact he says he ever committed was at a Place called May Fair; being acquainted with a young Woman, who was Servant in the above Place, he took an Opportunity when he knew the Family were out of Town, to pay this young Woman a Visit, and while the Girl went to draw him some small Beer, he conveyed a Silver Tea Spoon in his Pocket, which he brought off unsuspected. This Robbery he pretends to call a Modest one, as he took a Thing of so small a Value, when many other portable Things lay in his Way, which he did not touch. His next Affair was in the Country, at Streatham , having learnt by enquiry, that a Lady lived there, whose Son was abroad, he goes boldly and knocks at the Door, desiring to speak with the Lady, being introduced, and paying his Respects, he proceeds to inform her, that he had lately been in Company with a Captain of a Ship just come from abroad where her Son was, who desired him to call to let her know her Son was well, and sent her his most dutiful Respects, she thank'd him, but did not seem to do it heartily as he thought, for he was in hopes of something by way of Gratuity for his News, but being mistaken, he craved however somewhat to regale himself, after having taken a long and tedious Walk on purpose to acquaint her of her Son's Welfare, Orders were accordingly given that what the House afforded might be set before him, which was accordingly done, but while it was doing he made shift to convey into his Pocket a large Silver Spoon, but not so secretly but he was perceived, and was immediately seiz'd, conveyed to Town, and carried before the Right Honourable the Lord Mayor, who committed him to Bridewell , to be kept to hard Labour, where he remained about twelve or thirteen Weeks, and was then discharged, and had, as he says, a particular Warning given him to take Care of such Practices for the future, lest a worse Thing might befall him; yet he could not forbear, but as soon as he was at Liberty, but like the Sow that was washed, who returned to wallowing in the Mire, so did he again to his wicked Courses.