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^3° The Vicar of Wakefield.
,, tainly the same; the beA runner in Eng^
„ land ; he has beaten pinwire of NewcaAle,
„ Timothy Baxter is his name, I know him
,, perfectly, and the very place of his ntreat
„ this moment. Ifyonr honour will btdMr.
,, Gaoler let two of his men go with me, Ell
„ engage to produce him to you in an hour
i, at larthell." Upon this the gaoler'was cab
led, who inhandy appearing, Sir Wiiiiam
demanded if he knew him. „Yes, pleale
„ your honour," replied thegaoler, „lknow
), Sit William ihornhill well, and every bo-
„ dy tbat knows any thing of him, will de-
„ lire to know more of him/'— ,,Web then,"
laid the Baronet, ,, myrequeit is, that you will
„ permit this man and two of your lervants
„ to go upon a melsage by my authority, and
,, as 1 am in the commiAion of the peace, I
„ undertake to lecureyou."— „Yourpiom:se
„ is luAicient," replied the other, and you
,, may at a minute's warning lend them over
,, England whenever your honour thinks ht."
In pursuance of the gaoler's compliance,
Jenkinlon was dilpatchedinlearch of Timothy
Baxter, while we were amuled with the aili-
duity of our youngeitboy Bill, who had juA
come in and climbed up to Sir William's neck
in order to kils him. His mother was imme.
diatelv going to chaAiA his familiarity, but
the worthy man prevented her; and taking the
child, all ragged as he was*, upon his knee,
,, What, Bill, you chubby rogue," cried he,
,, dot you remember your oid sriend Burcheil ?
and Dick too, my honeA veteran, are you
„ here,
,, tainly the same; the beA runner in Eng^
„ land ; he has beaten pinwire of NewcaAle,
„ Timothy Baxter is his name, I know him
,, perfectly, and the very place of his ntreat
„ this moment. Ifyonr honour will btdMr.
,, Gaoler let two of his men go with me, Ell
„ engage to produce him to you in an hour
i, at larthell." Upon this the gaoler'was cab
led, who inhandy appearing, Sir Wiiiiam
demanded if he knew him. „Yes, pleale
„ your honour," replied thegaoler, „lknow
), Sit William ihornhill well, and every bo-
„ dy tbat knows any thing of him, will de-
„ lire to know more of him/'— ,,Web then,"
laid the Baronet, ,, myrequeit is, that you will
„ permit this man and two of your lervants
„ to go upon a melsage by my authority, and
,, as 1 am in the commiAion of the peace, I
„ undertake to lecureyou."— „Yourpiom:se
„ is luAicient," replied the other, and you
,, may at a minute's warning lend them over
,, England whenever your honour thinks ht."
In pursuance of the gaoler's compliance,
Jenkinlon was dilpatchedinlearch of Timothy
Baxter, while we were amuled with the aili-
duity of our youngeitboy Bill, who had juA
come in and climbed up to Sir William's neck
in order to kils him. His mother was imme.
diatelv going to chaAiA his familiarity, but
the worthy man prevented her; and taking the
child, all ragged as he was*, upon his knee,
,, What, Bill, you chubby rogue," cried he,
,, dot you remember your oid sriend Burcheil ?
and Dick too, my honeA veteran, are you
„ here,