  MOLL CUTPURSE: THE "ROARING GIRL" CAPTAIN JAMES HIND, THE "PRINCE OF PRIGS" WILLIAM DAVIS, THE GOLDEN FARMER FRANCIS JACKSON, AND HIS "RECANTATION" Transcriber's Note: HALF-HOURS WITH THE HIGHWAYMEN WORKS BY CHARLES G. HARPER The Portsmouth Road, and its Tributaries: To-day and in Days of Old. The Dover Road: Annals of an Ancient Turnpike. The Bath Road: History, Fashion, and Frivolity on an Old Highway. The Exeter Road: The Story of the West of England Highway. The Great North Road: The Old Mail Road to Scotland. Two Vols. The Norwich Road: An East Anglian Highway. The Holyhead Road: The Mail-Coach Road to Dublin. Two Vols. The Cambridge, Ely, and King's Lynn Road: The Great Fenland Highway. The Newmarket, Bury, Thetford, and Cromer Road: Sport and History on an East Anglian Turnpike. The Oxford, Gloucester, and Milford Haven Road: The Ready Way to South Wales. Two Vols. The Brighton Road: Speed, Sport, and History on the Classic Highway. The Hastings Road and the "Happy Springs of Tunbridge." Cycle Rides Round London. A Practical Handbook of Drawing for Modern Methods of Reproduction. Stage Coach and Mail in Days of Yore. Two Vols. The Ingoldsby Country: Literary Landmarks of "The Ingoldsby Legends." The Hardy Country: Literary Landmarks of the Wessex Novels. The Dorset Coast. The South Devon Coast. The North Devon Coast. The Old Inns of Old England. Two Vols. Love in the Harbour: a Longshore Comedy. Rural Nooks Round London (Middlesex and Surrey). The Manchester and Glasgow Road; This way to Gretna Green. Two Vols. Haunted Houses; Tales of the Supernatural. The Somerset Coast. [In the Press.] I walke the Strand, and Westminster; and scorne to march i'th' Cittie, though I beare the Horne. My Feather, and my yellow Band accord to proue me Courtier: My Boote, Spurr, and sword My smokinge Pipe, Scarfe, Garter, Rose on shoe; showe my brave minde t'affect what Gallants doe. I singe, dance, drinke, and merrily passe the day, and like a Chimney sweepe all care away HALF-HOURS WITH THE HIGHWAYMENPICTURESQUE BIOGRAPHIES AND TRADITIONS OF THE "KNIGHTS OF THE ROAD" By CHARLES G. HARPER VOL. I Illustrated by Paul Hardy and by the Author, and from Old Prints London CHAPMAN & HALL, Limited 1908 All rights reserved PRINTED AND BOUND BY Preface In a series of books designed to tell the story of the roads, and not only of the roads, but of all subjects connected with road-travel in all ages, a book on the Highwaymen was sooner or later inevitable. We have had in this series the story of the rise and progress towards perfection of coaching, and of the decay of stage-coach and mail when the era of steam came in; and we have had two volumes on the Old Inns of Old England, to which the travellers of a bygone age came, wearied, when the day's tedious travel was done. The story of the highwaymen, who robbed those travellers, is now told, for the first time since Captain Alexander Smith in 1719-20, in three small octavo volumes, and Captain Charles Johnson in 1742, in one folio volume, collated the numerous chapbooks and "last dying speeches and confessions" of that and earlier ages. Captain Johnson, who stole extensively from Smith, who himself was prone to include the most extravagant myths in his pages, calls his folio A General and True History of the Lives and Actions of the Most Famous Highwaymen. Both of them include pirates and murderers. Of the "truth" of much in Smith and Johnson, the less said the better. No one has ever reprinted those authors in their original extravagance, or their grossness. It would be impossible; and, if possible, it would not be entertaining. Nor has any one ever edited them, or even written an independent history of the highwaymen. When we consider how astonishingly popular those romances have ever been which have had Claude Du Vall, and Turpin, and their like for heroes, this is not a little surprising. Perhaps the task has been abandoned because of the difficulty—the almost insuperable difficulty—of sifting fact from fiction, and because of a chilling sense that it would be a thankless task to present the highwayman as he really was: a fellow rarely heroic, generally foul-mouthed and cruel, and often cowardly. No novelist would be likely to thank the frank historian for this disservice; and I do not think the historian who came to the subject in this cold scientific spirit of a demonstrator in surgery would be widely read. Most of us like to keep a few of the illusions we believed in when schoolboys. Scientific historians have degraded many of our ancient heroes and exalted the villains, for whom of old no mud was too thick and slab. Beliefs are being assailed on every side. To abolish the traditional courtesy of Claude Du Vall or the considerate conduct of Captain Hind would, therefore, be strokes of the unkindest, and I have here attempted no such iconoclasm. Even where I cannot believe, I have told the tale—whenever it has been worth the telling—as it is found in criminal trials, or in Smith or Johnson, and other old sources, decorously stripped of much vile language. For really, where much that seems incredible may be fully proved, and where the believable turns out not rarely to be false, 'tis your only way. To continue the story of the highwaymen from Smith and Johnson down to the approaching end of all such things in the beginning of the nineteenth century, is like taking up and concluding a half-told tale. But it was worth the doing. Only in respect of the great figure Turpin has always made, has it been found really necessary to seriously consider and re-state the career of that much-overrated scoundrel, and to put him in his proper place: a very much lower one than he usually occupies. Hero-worshippers of the highwaymen we cannot be; as thorough disbelievers of their picturesque exploits we dare not pose: for the rest, the proper spirit in which to treat the subject is that of ironic tolerance. CHARLES G. HARPER. Petersham, |
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