387., where the Collar of Esses is introduced
in a very peculiar manner.

EDWARD FOSS.

[As we think the origin and probable meaning of the Collar of Esses
have now been discussed as far as they can be with advantage in the
present state of our knowledge, we propose to adopt Mr. Foss's
suggestion, and in future to limit our columns to a record of such
facts as he points out.]

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DANIEL DE FOE.

Having been much interested with Daniel Defoe's description of a _Gravesend
Tiltboat_ in the year 1724, as recorded by ALPHA in Vol. ii., p. 209., I
think some of your readers may be pleased to learn that it is quite
possible that "it may be a plain relation of matter of fact," as De Foe was
engaged in the business of brick and tile making near Tilbury[1], and must
consequently have had frequent occasion to make the trip from Gravesend to
London. That De Foe was so engaged at Tilbury we learn from the following
Proclamation for his apprehension, taken from the _London Gazette_, dated
St. James's, January 10, 1702-3:--

WHEREAS Daniel de Foe, alias Fooe, is charged with writing a scandalous
and seditious pamphlet, entitled _The Shortest Way with the
Dissenters_. He is a middled siz'd spare man, about forty years old, of
a brown complexion, and dark brown-coloured hair, but wears a wig; a
hooked nose, a sharp chin, grey eyes, and a large mole near his mouth;
was born in London, and, for many years an hose-factor in Freeman's
Yard, Cornhill, and is now owner of the brick and pantile works near
Tilbury Fort, in Essex. Whoever shall discover the said Daniel de Foe
to one of Her Majesty's principal secretaries of state, or any one of
Her Majesty's justices of the peace, so as he may be apprehended, shall
have a reward of fifty pounds, which Her Majesty has ordered
immediately to be paid on such discovery."

He soon gave himself up; and having been tried, he stood in the pillory
with great fortitude: for soon after he published his poem, entitled _A
Hymn to the Pillory_, in which are the following singular lines:--

"Men that are men, in thee can feel no pain,
And all thy insignificants disdain;
Contempt, that false new word for shame,
Is, without crime, an empty name;
A shadow to amuse mankind,
But never frights the wise or well fix'd mind--
Virtue despises human scorn,
And scandals innocence adorn."