Their Vigilance was remarkably indefatigable, sparing
neither Money nor Time, Night nor Day to bring him back to his deserv'd
Justice. After many Intelligences, which they endeavour'd for, and
receiv'd, they had one which prov'd very Successful. Having learnt for a
certainty that their Haunts was about _Finchly Common_, and being very
well assur'd of the very House where they lay; on _Thursday_ the 10th of
_September_, a posse of Men, both of Spirit and Conduct, furnish'd with
Arms proper for their Design, went for _Finchley_, some in a Coach and
Four, and others on Horseback. They dispers'd themselves upon the
_Common_ aforesaid, in order to make their View, where they had not been
long e're they came in Sight of _SHEPPARD_ in Company of _WILLIAM PAGE_,
habited like two _Butchers_ in new blue Frocks, with white Aprons tuck'd
round their Wastes.
Upon _Sheppard's_ seeing _Langley_ a Turnkey at _Newgate_, he says to
his Companion _Page_, _I see a Stag_; upon which their Courage dropt;
knowing that now their dealing way of Business was almost at an End;
however to make their Flight as secure as they could, they thought it
adviseable to take to a Foot-path, to cut off the pursuit of the
_Newgate Cavalry_; but this did not prove most successful, _Langley_
came up with _Page_ (who was hindermost) and Dismounting with Pistol in
Hand, commands _Page_ to throw up his Hands, which he trembling did,
begging for Life, desiring him to _Fisk_ him, _viz.
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