In Trouble To Be Troubled,

My True Name Is So Well Known In The Records, Or Registers At Newgate, And In The Old-baily, And There Are Some Things Of Such Consequence Still Depending There, Relating To My Particular Conduct, That It Is Not To Be Expected I Should Set My Name, Or The Account Of My Family To This Work; Perhaps, After My Death It May Be Better Known, At Present It Would Not Be Proper, No, Not Tho' A General Pardon Should Be Issued, Even Without Exceptions And Reserve Of Persons Or Crimes.

I Am Giving An Account Of What Was, Not Of What Ought Or Ought Not To Be.

This Town Of Sheffield Is Very Populous And Large, The Streets Narrow, And The Houses Dark And Black, Occasioned By The Continued Smoke Of The Forges, Which Are Always At Work: Here They Make All Sorts Of Cutlery-ware, But Especially That Of Edged-tools, Knives, Razors, Axes, &. And Nails

The Soul Is Placed In The Body Like A Rough Diamond, And Must Be Polished, Or The Luster Of It Will Never Appear.

Necessity Makes An Honest Man A Knave.