cked woman was soon off with her booty, and the lady was obliged to
expose her folly. The property being too much to lose, the woman was
pursued, and overtaken. She was found washing her clothes in a Gipsy
camp, with the gold chain about her neck. She was taken up; but on
restoring the articles, was allowed to escape.

The same woman afterwards persuaded a gentleman's groom, that she could
put him in possession of a great sum of money, if he would first deposit
with her, all he then had. He gave her five pounds and his watch, and
borrowed for her ten more of two of his friends. She engaged to meet him
at midnight in a certain place a mile from the town where he lived, and
that he there should dig up out of the ground a silver pot full of gold,
covered with a clean napkin. He went with his pick-axe and shovel at the
appointed time to the supposed lucky spot, having his confidence
strengthened by a dream he happened to have about money, which he
considered a favourable omen of the wealth he was soon to receive. Of
course he met no Gipsy; she had fled another way with the property she
had so wickedly obtained. While waiting her arrival, a hare started
suddenly from its resting place, and so alarmed him, that he as suddenly
took to his heels and made no stop till he reached his master's house,
where he awoke his fellow servants and told to them his disaster.

This woman, who made so many dupes, rode a good horse, and dressed both
gaily and expensively. One of her saddles cost 30 pounds. It was
literally studded with silver; for she carried on it the emblems of her
profession wrought in that metal; namely, a half-moon, seven stars, and
the rising sun. Poor woman! _her_ sun is now nearly set. Her sins have
found her out. She has been in great distress on account of a son, who
was transported for robbery; but has never thought of seeking, as a
penitent, refuge in the God of mercy; for seeing one of her reformed
companions reading the New Testament, she exclaimed, _That book will make
you crazy_, at the same time calling her a fool for burning her
fortune-telling book. Her condition is now truly wretched; for her
ill-gotten gains are all fled, and she is dragging out a miserable
existence, refusing still to seek the mercy of God, and despising those
who have made him their refuge.

Another woman, whom the author would also call a _bad_ Gipsy, who
likewise practised similar deceptions, having persuaded a person to