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<NAME>TCP Staff (Michigan)</NAME>
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<HEAD>The Hartford-&s;hires Murder. OR, Bloody News from <HI>St. Albans.</HI></HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<P>Being a true Relation, how two Farmers living near St. Albans, and comming homeward from Hartford Fair, Octo. the 29th. were robbed by &s;even or eight Foot-Padders, of about fifteen pound; the one they barbarou&s;ly murdered upon the place, the other they much brui&s;ed, and having bound him, ca&s;t him into a Ditch, leaving him for dead: but he recovering &s;ome &s;trength, got out and e&s;caped, and rai&s;ed the town, who &s;ent out Hue and Cry immediately for their apprehen&s;ion.</P>
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<OPENER>Tune of, Aim not too high; Or, Fortune my Foe, &amp;c.</OPENER>
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<P><HI>With Allowance.</HI></P>
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<FIGDESC>woodcut of man being robbed</FIGDESC>
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<LG>
<L>All melting hearts come here and take a view,</L>
<L>And mark this &s;tory which is plain and true,</L>
<L>In <HI>Hartford &s;hire</HI> a Murder late was done,</L>
<L>By wicked wretches who to mi&s;chief run.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The whole Relation I &s;hall now impart,</L>
<L>Although with grief it fills my very heart,</L>
<L>That any Chri&s;tians are &s;o void of grace,</L>
<L>As willfully Gods Image to deface.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Two Farmers did near to St. <HI>Albans</HI> dwell,</L>
<L>Who went to <HI>Hartford</HI> Fair, to buy and &s;ell,</L>
<L>Both hone&s;t men, and well belov'd they were,</L>
<L>And had good credit all the country near.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Some cattel there they did intend to buy,</L>
<L>But finding that the prizes were too high,</L>
<L>They did re&s;olve to bring their money home,</L>
<L>Vntil a better Market day &s;hould come.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But as they were returning home at night,</L>
<L>Some wicked Villains who did owe them &s;pite,</L>
<L>And knew they money had, in ambu&s;h laid,</L>
<L>So on a &s;uddain they were both betraid.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Out of the Ditches, or behind a bu&s;h,</L>
<L>In ha&s;t upon the&s;e harmle&s;s men they ru&s;h,</L>
<L>Who were almo&s;t got home, and thought no ill,</L>
<L>Much le&s;s to lo&s;e their coyn, or their bloods &s;pill,</L>
</LG>
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<PB REF="1">
<HEAD>The Second Part, to the &s;ame tune.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>With cluks they knockt them down immediate|ly,</L>
<L>And then to rifle them they &s;treight did hye,</L>
<L>With cruelty, no pitty there was &s;hown,</L>
<L>But what they found they quickly made their own.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But that which mo&s;t doth grieve me for to tell,</L>
<L>What at that time &s;o di&s;mally befell,</L>
<L>That unto Theft they needs would murder add,</L>
<L>As if that one alone were not too bad.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>One of the&s;e Farmers &s;eeing their intent,</L>
<L>And that with bloody minds they all were bent,</L>
<L>For the Lords &s;ake, my money take, quoth he,</L>
<L>But &s;pare my life, I beg it on my knee.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But they were deaf to all that e're he &s;poke,</L>
<L>&amp; with their clubs, his skull they pier&s;t &amp; broke:</L>
<L>Their bloody minds, though he for life did plead,</L>
<L>They would not leave him till that he was dead.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The other they his hands behind him bound,</L>
<L>And bruis'd him &s;ore, &amp; trod him on the ground;</L>
<L>Then threw him in a Ditch, as one quite dead,</L>
<L>And then with all the &s;peed they could, they fled.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>VVhen they were gone, his &s;ences to him came,</L>
<L>And he reviv'd, although they thought him &s;lain;</L>
<L>VVith much ado out of the Ditch he got,</L>
<L>And ha&s;ted to the Town in pain God wot.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Town he rais'd, who all with one con&s;ent,</L>
<L>To apprehend the&s;e Murderers were bent,</L>
<L>A Hue and Cry they pre&s;ently did &s;end,</L>
<L>But darkne&s;s of the night did them befriend.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>'Tis thought for <HI>London</HI> they did take their way,</L>
<L>And got into the Town by break of day;</L>
<L>But for the pre&s;ent, though they do e&s;cape,</L>
<L>No doubt but Iu&s;tice will them overtake.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The murthered corps was fetcht into the town,</L>
<L>Whom all his Neighbours &s;orely did bemoan;</L>
<L>And for his children they did grieve the more,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e their Mother &s;he was dead before.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>then for the Crowner they did &s;traightway &s;end,</L>
<L>To view this man brought to untimely end;</L>
<L>Where by the Iury it was &s;oon agreed,</L>
<L>His death from wilful murder did proceed.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And &s;ure it was a black and horrid crime,</L>
<L>As e're hath been committed of late time;</L>
<L>They could not with his money be content,</L>
<L>But took his life they were &s;o bloody bent.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The other he hath cau&s;e to prai&s;e the Lord,</L>
<L>That &s;o great mercy did to him afford,</L>
<L>That with his life he did e&s;cape away,</L>
<L>When as his friend was made to death a prey.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Tho&s;e wicked Villains who hath done this deed,</L>
<L>Enough to make a &s;tony heart to bleed,</L>
<L>I hope e're long will to the Bar be brought,</L>
<L>to an&s;wer for the crime which they have wrought.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For why the Lord who &s;its above on high,</L>
<L>Will find them out, with his All-&s;eeing eye,</L>
<L>They cannot &s;cape who Murder do commit,</L>
<L>For blood requires blood, as 'tis mo&s;t &s;it.</L>
</LG>
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<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<P>Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, J. Wright, and J. Clarke.</P>
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