Life of Michael Martin, Who Was Executed for Highway Robbery, December 20, 1821

Life of Michael Martin, Who Was Executed for Highway Robbery, December 20, 1821

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1821 edition. Excerpt: ... me that night, to the place where the Captain was concealed. At night, during a violent storm, we went out, and walked about 3 miles, to a small hut. He went to the door, and after knocking some time, a man came armed with a blunderbuss. My conductor said something to him in a low voice, which I did not hear, and began to be suspicious. At length I gave him the signal of the Ribbon-men, and asked him in Irish, if Thunderbolt was there--that a friend of his wished to see him. Doherty came to a window with his pistols in his hand, and demanded who was there. I knew the voice, and gave him our watch-word immediately. I went in, and we all staid there that night, carousing and drinking till morning. We had been separated about five weeks, and he was very glad to see me. He had been more successful than I had; for he had borrowed upwards of six hundred pounds, in gold and paper, besides five gold watches. In the morning, we thought it best to clear out. He said that he was well known in all that part of the country, and that we had better make our way to the north of Ireland, and walk off with the first good horses we could find. If there was no game in the north, he said he should push oftdirectly to Scotland, where we might find something; or, at any rate, be out of danger. Our first object was to get well mounted, for we were both well armed. For two days, we travelled without success, and without danger--We avoided the great road to Dublin, and meant to take the most private way to Bangor or Belfast. On the third day, we saw a gentleman on an elegant horse, % p, 1 and perceived no one near him. I walked up to him, with my pistol cocked, and told him to stop instantly. For what purpose, said he. "I want to rob you; so you may as well shell out...".show more

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  • English
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  • 9781236656100