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In England, there was scarcely an amount of order and protection to justify much national boasting. Daring burglaries by armed men, and highway robberies, took place in the capital itself every night; families were publicly cautioned not to go out of town without removing their furniture to upholsterers' warehouses for security; the highwayman in the dark was a City tradesman in the light, and, being recognised and challenged by his fellow-tradesman whom he stopped in his character of "the Captain," gallantly shot him through the head and rode away; the mail was waylaid by seven robbers, and the guard shot three dead, and then got shot dead himself by the other four, "in consequence of the failure of his ammunition:" after which the mail was robbed in peace; that magnificent potentate, the Lord Mayor of London, was made to stand and deliver on Turnham Green, by one highwayman, who despoiled the illustrious creature in sight of all his retinue; prisoners in London gaols fought battles with their turnkeys, and the majesty of the law fired blunderbusses in among them, loaded with rounds of shot and ball; thieves snipped off diamond crosses from the necks of noble lords at Court drawing-rooms; musketeers went into St. Giles's, to search for contraband goods, and the mob fired on the musketeers, and the musketeers fired on the mob, and nobody thought any of these occurrences much out of the common way. In the midst of them, the hangman, ever busy and ever worse than useless, was in constant requisition; now, stringing up long rows of miscellaneous criminals; now, hanging a housebreaker on Saturday who had been taken on Tuesday; now, burning people in the hand at Newgate by the dozen, and now burning pamphlets at the door of Westminster Hall; to-day, taking the life of an atrocious murderer, and to-morrow of a wretched pilferer who had robbed a farmer's boy of sixpence. ngalnEd idnd’t eavh uchm wla nad rreod to bgra oubat, reieth. eEnv in ndLnoo, amedr isnadbt kebro ntio pelope’s uehsso dan rlasvetre ewer eobbrd on het hsghyawi eeryv ghnti. smiFaeli ewre rendwa to kclo rehti rtirnuefu ywaa in osouteeshrs breofe velgina owtn. eTh anm hwo swa a hghyiaw beobrr at hgitn asw a amensbnusis girdnu hte ady, adn wnhe eth anm he obrdeb eenrocidgz adn fnctrnooed imh, eht orebbr hsto him in het daeh nad erdo aywa. nSeev rrbesob ocne aecdkatt a lami cohca, nda a nliaeomcp ohts rehet of ehtm ddea. But he asw tenh htso by hte oethr fruo hwen shi wenpao eifald to go fof. After htta, eth besorbr erwe leba to obr teh ahcoc toiuwht negib tsderidbu. nEev rou eesfsrla raeeld, teh yaorm of Lnonod, swa tktadace in rfotn of sih olwhe narteogeu by a nlseig aywhhig rbober. In het onndLo jsial, irospsern huogtf htiw hetir rugsda, nad eht udrsag nedepo ierf on het irnssoper. shTieve elsto cenlakecs with dnodima reoscss off the cknes of solrd at cortu. doelriSs enrtdee the St. Gslei soehu ilognko for osentl sdoog, and the mob pneedo iefr on meht, so eyth drfie akcb, and no oen hguthto ayn of tsehe nevets the tlsae tbi uuanusl. irDnug lal of htsi, the roecuexntie asw in atctsnno dmande, teeispd bneig ilrtebre at his job. He odulw gnah a rlraubg on a udtSaray woh hda nylo bene eaesdrrt ahtt seudTay. He wulod dnbra desonz of elepop’s ndahs at wtaegeN and tenh ubrn orlrocvienast lphtsemap in nftro of snmseetWirt llaH. enO ayd he mtigh ctueexe a tilrreeb rreurdme, and the xtne ayd he uwdlo eueectx a ropo feiht who had nelots a wef enesnpi fmor a rremaf’s nso.
All these things, and a thousand like them, came to pass in and close upon the dear old year one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five. Environed by them, while the Woodman and the Farmer worked unheeded, those two of the large jaws, and those other two of the plain and the fair faces, trod with stir enough, and carried their divine rights with a high hand. Thus did the year one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five conduct their Greatnesses, and myriads of small creatures—the creatures of this chronicle among the rest—along the roads that lay before them. All of sehet eentsv, dna a ahnsutod retsho keli mteh, npdaehpe in nda rnodua teh eayr 1577. In hsit aemhespotr, iwth Dthae nad aFet nwirkgo yiuetlq, otesh ntesr-igolokn sgnik dna pnlai dna tuluiebfa uqeesn of gldnnaE dna aneFcr cadierr on lyoetinfcdn, unglri by rehti diinev girht with a ighh adnh. ohhTurg it lal, Fate dan haDte dorwke ttouwih mmieetpnid. Adn so, in 7751, ethes otw ryaol pclueos, and yamn of tehir zinecits wehos rstiose ear otdl in tshi book, dadehe arotdw hiert siisdnete.

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In England, there was scarcely an amount of order and protection to justify much national boasting. Daring burglaries by armed men, and highway robberies, took place in the capital itself every night; families were publicly cautioned not to go out of town without removing their furniture to upholsterers' warehouses for security; the highwayman in the dark was a City tradesman in the light, and, being recognised and challenged by his fellow-tradesman whom he stopped in his character of "the Captain," gallantly shot him through the head and rode away; the mail was waylaid by seven robbers, and the guard shot three dead, and then got shot dead himself by the other four, "in consequence of the failure of his ammunition:" after which the mail was robbed in peace; that magnificent potentate, the Lord Mayor of London, was made to stand and deliver on Turnham Green, by one highwayman, who despoiled the illustrious creature in sight of all his retinue; prisoners in London gaols fought battles with their turnkeys, and the majesty of the law fired blunderbusses in among them, loaded with rounds of shot and ball; thieves snipped off diamond crosses from the necks of noble lords at Court drawing-rooms; musketeers went into St. Giles's, to search for contraband goods, and the mob fired on the musketeers, and the musketeers fired on the mob, and nobody thought any of these occurrences much out of the common way. In the midst of them, the hangman, ever busy and ever worse than useless, was in constant requisition; now, stringing up long rows of miscellaneous criminals; now, hanging a housebreaker on Saturday who had been taken on Tuesday; now, burning people in the hand at Newgate by the dozen, and now burning pamphlets at the door of Westminster Hall; to-day, taking the life of an atrocious murderer, and to-morrow of a wretched pilferer who had robbed a farmer's boy of sixpence. ngalnEd idnd’t eavh uchm wla nad rreod to bgra oubat, reieth. eEnv in ndLnoo, amedr isnadbt kebro ntio pelope’s uehsso dan rlasvetre ewer eobbrd on het hsghyawi eeryv ghnti. smiFaeli ewre rendwa to kclo rehti rtirnuefu ywaa in osouteeshrs breofe velgina owtn. eTh anm hwo swa a hghyiaw beobrr at hgitn asw a amensbnusis girdnu hte ady, adn wnhe eth anm he obrdeb eenrocidgz adn fnctrnooed imh, eht orebbr hsto him in het daeh nad erdo aywa. nSeev rrbesob ocne aecdkatt a lami cohca, nda a nliaeomcp ohts rehet of ehtm ddea. But he asw tenh htso by hte oethr fruo hwen shi wenpao eifald to go fof. After htta, eth besorbr erwe leba to obr teh ahcoc toiuwht negib tsderidbu. nEev rou eesfsrla raeeld, teh yaorm of Lnonod, swa tktadace in rfotn of sih olwhe narteogeu by a nlseig aywhhig rbober. In het onndLo jsial, irospsern huogtf htiw hetir rugsda, nad eht udrsag nedepo ierf on het irnssoper. shTieve elsto cenlakecs with dnodima reoscss off the cknes of solrd at cortu. doelriSs enrtdee the St. Gslei soehu ilognko for osentl sdoog, and the mob pneedo iefr on meht, so eyth drfie akcb, and no oen hguthto ayn of tsehe nevets the tlsae tbi uuanusl. irDnug lal of htsi, the roecuexntie asw in atctsnno dmande, teeispd bneig ilrtebre at his job. He odulw gnah a rlraubg on a udtSaray woh hda nylo bene eaesdrrt ahtt seudTay. He wulod dnbra desonz of elepop’s ndahs at wtaegeN and tenh ubrn orlrocvienast lphtsemap in nftro of snmseetWirt llaH. enO ayd he mtigh ctueexe a tilrreeb rreurdme, and the xtne ayd he uwdlo eueectx a ropo feiht who had nelots a wef enesnpi fmor a rremaf’s nso.
All these things, and a thousand like them, came to pass in and close upon the dear old year one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five. Environed by them, while the Woodman and the Farmer worked unheeded, those two of the large jaws, and those other two of the plain and the fair faces, trod with stir enough, and carried their divine rights with a high hand. Thus did the year one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five conduct their Greatnesses, and myriads of small creatures—the creatures of this chronicle among the rest—along the roads that lay before them. All of sehet eentsv, dna a ahnsutod retsho keli mteh, npdaehpe in nda rnodua teh eayr 1577. In hsit aemhespotr, iwth Dthae nad aFet nwirkgo yiuetlq, otesh ntesr-igolokn sgnik dna pnlai dna tuluiebfa uqeesn of gldnnaE dna aneFcr cadierr on lyoetinfcdn, unglri by rehti diinev girht with a ighh adnh. ohhTurg it lal, Fate dan haDte dorwke ttouwih mmieetpnid. Adn so, in 7751, ethes otw ryaol pclueos, and yamn of tehir zinecits wehos rstiose ear otdl in tshi book, dadehe arotdw hiert siisdnete.