August, on our cruize, but had very bad luck, and I returned home in April, 1758. As soon as I came to London, I went to my master, Mr. Archer, who keeps the sign of the White Bear, the corner of Barbican in Aldersgate Street; there I sent for my father and mother, and we spent the evening together very agreeably, much rejoiced at our meeting again. I enquired of my mistress where I could find Sarah Carridine? She referred me to Mr. John Jones the founder, who she said could inform me. Jones took me over the water to an alehouse at the bridge foot, where I saw her. I used in the evenings to go and sup with her, at her mother's, after my day's work; and Mr. Jones, lodging in the same house with me, frequently went with me. Jones and I had been old acquaintance for some years; he pretended great friendship for me and Sarah Carridine, and offered to be father to her and give her away. This was very agreeable to me, and I fixed upon St. James's day for our marriage. I informed my friends of my intention, but I could not obtain their consent. I asked my master to lend me a guinea to defray the wedding charges; but being refused, Jones advised me not to be beholden to any of them, but to raise some money upon my watch: I therefore put it in his hands, and he pawned it for me. This will serve to shew how officious he was in this transaction.

"We lived for some time after our marriage in ready-furnished lodgings, until my wife's mother persuaded us to come and lodge with her; she lived in Catharine-Wheel Alley, Whitechapel. This we did until I procured some goods of my own. While we lived there, she used to be frequently abroad when I came home from my work. I cannot but take notice in this place, that, however wrong it may be esteemed by others, and however disagreeable to me, to speak ill of the dead; yet the peculiarity of my situation will, I hope, excuse the obligation I am under of declaring the truth, this being now the discharge of a duty I owe to myself. Whenever I asked her mother where she was gone? she would tell me she was gone to see some young women in Spital Fields. When she came home she was often in liquor, and I would then say, 'Sally, what makes you drink so much?' her mother would reply, 'Lord, a little matter gets in her head, for she is a poor drinker.' I then resolved to take a little shop to employ her: I did so, and put her in a little shop in the Minories, to sell pork, greens, and other articles; and she might have done very well there if she had minded her business, and not have gone to see the young women so often as she pretended. At last however I went to see where these young women lived, but they had not seen her a long time. As I was returning back, I saw my wife with Mr. Jones, going before me, whom I followed until I saw they turned into a public-house. On this I went back to her mother, and enquired whether she was returned? she replied, 'Lord, I suppose they will not let her come yet.' With that I said, it is very odd, but I believe I know where she is; I will go and see. When I went back there they were both together. So, said I, this is your going to see Bett Reed! She replied, I am but just come back. Pray, said I, how came Mr. Jones here? She answered, she found him there, and believed he came to see me. I then said, I rather believe he came to see you; I saw you both come in, arm in arm. She was then drunk, which made me send her home. I told him he had no business to keep my wife from me; but if he was a man he would come out, and try who had the best right to her. He would not, but went away.

"When I came home, my wife and her mother and I, quarelled, and I had them both upon me at once: she then ran away, and staid all night. The next day by her mother's persuasions we made it up, and agreed that she should go and mind her shop, and never go into Jones's company more. After this he did not come near us until