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<p n="91">appear before God, Whether he was robbed or not ? and what money he did lose? He answered, Yes, I will tell you sir; and Allpress said to Joe, Do, it will be of no service to you now to tell a lie. He declared, that as he was a dying man, he was robbed, and mentioned the sum, as particularly as he had done before. That the loss of that money was the ground of all his misfortunes. Being again requested to tell, Whether he had secreted any one of the bags taken out of the mail-cart, as there had been such a report that he had? He said, Yes, I did, but Allpress knew nothing of it, for he did it after he was gone into the country. It was the Oundle bag, I think I put several bank notes into it, and buried it in a field, with some tiles upon it to prevent it being rotten. - There is no occasion for mentioning the place here, as information has been given to proper persons.</p>
<p n="92">I asked Allpress, If he knew the place? He answered, Yes; and that he had spoke to Joe as he was coming down from his cell this morning, about it, and desired him to tell me of it. - I applied in the same manner to Allsworth and Adshead, and begged they would now inform me where the things were sold, or pledged; but they did not chuse to do it. - What a difference between these and the former!</p>
<p n="93">Siday, Guyant, and Allpress acknowledged the justice of their sentence, and confessed, that they well deserved the death they were going to die. - Paris said, That he had been many times to see executions, and so far from taking warning by them, as soon as they have been over he has gone a drinking, and in the evening a thieving. - He knew that there were many of his acquaintances there now, and if one only, out of so many, would be warned by his example, he should die happy. For, says he, you may go on for two, three, or seven years prosperously, but you must come to it at last. When he had finished, he was asked, Whether he found himself better now than he had been before? he said, No, I am easy it is sure, but my heart is not as it should be, I want something more; and I hope I shall find it, even in my last moments: He was answered, That it was hoped he would be so.</p>
<p n="94">Having made profession of their charity, and joined in prayer, they were recommended to the mercy of God. - We then parted, and they quickly suffered their sentence.</p>
<p n="95">This is all the Account given by me, <rs type="persName" id="OA17720708_n95-1">JOHN WOOD</rs>
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<p n="96">At the repeated request of Siday and Paris, the following lines are published, though it must be acknowledged, that they may seem contrary to the design of the publication of the lives of such persons; yet the public are desired to consider them as their request, they being printed verbatim from their own hand-writing.</p>
<p n="97">PARIS?S ADVICE TO YOUTH.</p>
<p n="98">1. LET priggs and flashmen, ev?ry one, Now listen to my song; And if they?ll take advice from me, It will their days prolong.</p>
<p n="99">2. Some diving goes to get a bob, But often hobbled are; And if they to the patter come, If they?re not lagg?d tis rare.</p>
<p n="100">3. There?s many youths go on this lay, That has not reach?d thirteen; Who picks your pocket as you pals, As daily may be seen.</p>
<p n="101">4. Buzzing, my lads, is no sure game, As often you do see; For what you think may be a stanch, A hobby proves to be.</p>
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