ted him, were able to divert him from this
ludicrous way of Expression; he said, _They were all Ginger-bread
Fellows_, and came rather out of Curiosity, than Charity; and to form
_Papers_ and _Ballads_ out of his Behaviour.

A _Welch_ Clergyman who came pretty often, requested him in a
particularly Manner to refrain Drinking; (tho' indeed there was no
necessity for that Caution) _Sheppard_ says, Doctor, _You set an Example
and I'll follow_; this was a smart Satyr and Repartee upon the _Parson_,
some Circumstances consider'd.

When he was visited in the _Castle_ by the Reverend Mr. _Wagstaff_, he
put on the Face only of a Preparation for his End, as appear'd by his
frequent Attempts made upon his Escape, and when he has been press'd to
Discover those who put him upon Means of Escaping, and furnish'd him
with Implements, he would passionately, and with a Motion of striking,
say, _ask me no such Questions, one File's worth all the Bibles in the
World_.

When ask'd if he had not put off all Thoughts of an Escape and
Entertain'd none but those of Death, would Answer by way of Question,
not directly, whether they thought it possible, or probable for him to
Effect his Release, when Manackled in the manner he was. When mov'd to
improve the few Minutes that seem'd to remain of his Life; he did indeed
listen to, but not regard the Design and Purport of his Admonition,
breaking in with something New of his own, either with respect to his
former Accomplices, or Actions, and all too with Pleasure and Gayety of
Expression.

When in _Chapel_, he would seemingly make his Responses with Devotion;
but would either Laugh, or force Expressions (when as an Auditor of the
Sermon) be of Contempt, either of the Preacher, or of his Discourse.

In fine, he behav'd so, in Word, and Action, (since retaken) that
demonstrated to the World, that his Escape was the utmost Employ of his
Thoughts, whatever Face of Penitence he put on when visited by the
Curious.

An Account of SHEPPARD'S Adventures of five Hours immediately
after his Escape from _Newgate_, in a Letter to his Friend.

DEAR FRIEND!

Over a Bottle of _Claret_ you'll give me leave to _declare
it_, that I've fairly put the _Vowels_ upon the good Folks at
_Newgate, i.o.u._ When I'm able, I may, or may not discharge
my _Fees_, 'tis a _Fee-simple_, for a Man in my Condition to
acknowledge; and tho' I'm safe out of _Newgate_, I must yet
h