The Newgate Calendar - Supplement 3
THE lives of these men being barren of events, and their deaths happening in one day, it was deemed proper to include them in one narrative.
William Ward was born in the county of Norfolk. His father, who was a mill-wright, removed to Norwich, and he reared his son to his own business. Having acquired the knowledge of his business, he went up to London, and there married a very amiable young woman, and conducted himself with great propriety, until falling in with improper company, he was seduced from the paths of industry and honesty. His first robbery was the taking a portmanteau from the back of a hackney-coach, in which there was a gold watch, a gold chain, and cloth to a considerable value. The spoil produced about fourteen guineas, which were divided between him and his accomplices. By some accident, however, the rightful owner recovered them at the expense of twenty-one guineas.
At another time, Ward riding through Holborn in a hackney-coach, perceiving a porter with a large trunk upon his back, desired the coachman to stop, and, calling the porter, gave him a shilling to go across the street a message, and desired him to put his burden into the coach, and he would take special care of it. Ward immediately called to the coachman to drive off to an alehouse, which was the common haunt of all kinds of villains. Upon examining the trunk, he found about eighty pounds, and a great quantity of clothes. Meanwhile, the poor porter was making an outcry through all Holborn for his trunk, which his cautioners had to reimburse to the owner, and these seeking redress from the porter, he was thrown into jail to meditate upon his folly.
Not long after, Ward was detected in taking from a coach a trunk, and, being instantly carried to Newgate, he was deprived of the pleasure of examining into the contents of his prize. Upon trial and conviction, he was sentenced to transportation; but his voyage overseas was interrupted by two indictments being brought against him; upon which he underwent a new trial, and was sentenced to visit Tyburn instead of a foreign land.
Samuel Lynn was born at Bramston, in Norfolk. His father was a grocer and tallow-chandler, and his son was taught the same business. Leaving the country, the abode of industry and innocence, he went to London, and there became acquainted with some who acquired money with more rapidity than by the slow returns of labour. In the course of picking pockets he was called to plead before a justice, and, being unsuccessful in his oratorical efforts, he was sentenced to lose his life in the presence of numerous spectators at Tyburn. The clemency of his prince, however, exchanged the sentence for that of transportation in six months. But, either to support his extravagance, during that time, or to gratify his avaricious disposition, he made free with other persons' property, and so in the nineteenth year of his age died at Tyburn.
Ralph Emmery was a parish boy, and bound apprentice for nine years to a chair-maker. He served his time with great fidelity, and afterwards gained his bread by the same employment. He commenced his wicked career by drinking, swearing, and neglecting the duties of religion, and soon proceeded to pocket-picking. For this and similar practices, he was once in Whitechapel jail, six times in Newgate, thrice whipped, and twice sent to Bridewell; but none of these punishments had the least effect in promoting his reformation.
He advanced a step farther in his profession, and went upon the road to ease passengers of the unpleasant burden of carrying either gold or silver. In this character he and two other companions met a nonjuring parson; one of them jostled the honest doctor, while the other two came to his protection. They took the doctor in between them, and went along, reproaching and quarrelling with the person who first insulted him. Arriving at a ditch, the first rogue, while the two guides were not aware, came behind, and threw the good parson into the ditch. "Look you," said the other two, "Did we not tell you that he was a rogue? therefore, we hope that you will be pleased to give us something for our trouble in bringing you here." Then they seized his hat, wig, coat, and sword, while they emptied his pockets, and left the reverend gentleman to emerge from his watery dwelling in the best manner he could.
Emery was at last convicted for being accessary to a murder along with William Audley and Sarah Brown.
John Prior was born in Bedfordshire, but his parents were either so poor or so negligent, that he was bred up in great ignorance, so that he could neither read nor write. During some years, he served in the country, but, coming to London, he enlisted into the Foot-guards. This was the beginning of a life of wickedness. He frequented the company of profligate women, who soon drove him to the highway, to support their extravagances. He speedily became dexterous in his profession, and both in the country and about London, he committed many flagrant robberies. He was at last apprehended, and, several of these robberies being put into the indictment, he was condemned to terminate his days and his depredations at Tyburn.
Robert Vickers was a native of Warwickshire, and, when very young, he was bound apprentice to a baker. When his time was expired, he went to London, and served some time with two masters, to his own honour, and to their satisfaction. But, leaving the path of industry, he went into the Foot-guards. In that station his manners and habits soon underwent a sad change. Deserting his colours, he commenced foot-pad, and the first he attacked was an Irish barrister. He not only robbed him of his money, but wantonly stripped him, and, daubing his shirt in a pond, and then putting it upon him, he said, "that now he looked something like a limb of the law, since he was in black." Then, tying him neck and heel, he left him to ponder upon the voluminous authors of the law. This robber soon terminated his journey at the well-known boundary of thieves.
Francis Parquet was born in France, and, about the age of fifteen, came over to England. He lived three years with a French traveller, then went to Bath, where he commenced business for himself, and succeeded for some time; but at last, getting into debt, he came to London and pursued his business, until, by evil companions, he was seduced to join them in house-breaking, which he continued to practise, until, with his companions in depredation, he ended his days at Tyburn.