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MG-A(G.769.016
16 Mar 1769:411 (1227)
[Ed. Advertisement for runaway in verse.]
FORTY SHILLINGS REWARD
Last Wednesday morn, at break of day,
From Philadelphia, run away,
An Irishman, nam'd John M'Keoghn,
To fraud and imposition prone;
About five feet five inches high,
Can curse and swear as well as lie;
How old he is I can't engage,
But forty five is near his age;
He came (as all reports agree)
From Belfast town in Sixty-Three,
On board the Culloden, a ship
Commanded by M'Lean that trip;
Speaks like a Scotchman, very broad,
Is round shoulder'd, and meagre jaw'd;
Has thick short hair, of sandy hue,
Breeches and hose of maz'reen blue;
Of lightish cloth an outside vest,
In which he commonly is dress'd;
Inside of which two more I've seen,
One flannel, th' other coarse nankeen;
He stole, and from my house convey'd
A man's blue coat, of broadcloth made;
A grey great coat, of bear skin stuff;
(Nor had the villain yet enough;)
Some chintz (the ground was Pampadour)
I lately purchas'd in a store,
Besides a pair of blue ribb'd hose,
Which he has on I suppose.
He oft in conversation chatters,
Of scripture and religious matters;
And fain would to the world impart,
That virtue lodges in his heart;
But take the rogue from stem to stern,
The hypocrite you'll soon discern,
And find (tho' his deportment's civil)
A saint without, within a devil.
Whoe'er secures said John M'Keoghn,
(Provided I should get my own)
Shall have from me, in cash paid down)
Five dollar-bills and half-a-crown.
Water Street, Jan. 10, 1769.
Mary Nelson.
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