A narrative of the life & travels of John Robert Shaw, the well-digger, now resident in Lexington, Kentucky . , 1 was entirely at a loss, how to dispose ofrny ill gotten treasure. But friend Tom fooiifound i\i£^ Vvay to the tavern, where to my sliame,I got drunk for the first time. Well Tom,said I, having recovered ray senses, vvhat is to be dore now ? My father it seems hasdiscovcved my roguery---there he comes.—-PoorTom made no reply but slipped out of the backdoor, like a thief; and left me to answer for mymisconduct, to my fither, who led me off by theshoulders like a c
A narrative of the life & travels of John Robert Shaw, the well-digger, now resident in Lexington, Kentucky . , 1 was entirely at a loss, how to dispose ofrny ill gotten treasure. But friend Tom fooiifound i\i£^ Vvay to the tavern, where to my sliame,I got drunk for the first time. Well Tom,said I, having recovered ray senses, vvhat is to be dore now ? My father it seems hasdiscovcved my roguery---there he comes.—-PoorTom made no reply but slipped out of the backdoor, like a thief; and left me to answer for mymisconduct, to my fither, who led me off by theshoulders like a criminal. This broke the wayfor my total overthrovs. My next offence was sabi:)ath breaking, to whichmy lather was muchoppo3cd, being a strict church-man, and called by his neighbours a sober mon\lin an ; -t . Religious, , frug:a and- so forth : Who.^e v.^o xl pajS ioi: mo -e than he wasVv-orth. But as one b;id practice generally brings on ano-ther, the blush of innocence being worn off, I soontransgressed again, which induced me to apply tomy old friend Tom, and oU:er new comrades, for. JOHN R. SH A VV AS A PRODIGAL. C 7 ] sdvice what to do, to avoid uie eiTccts of my fathers,displeasure ? Upon this> Tom and Jack immediately propo-sed that we should all go and enlist for soldiers, f^-etclear of work, be r^-entkrnen iVc once. So wcall concluded to rp ar;:! ersiist tiie ver}- first cppcr-tiinity that ofkrtcL And lest this i^hould come tomy :.--s ears and I shuold thus be preventedfrom :.ecomphshing my design, I determined tolo:.e notime ; but accordingly in a few days I mademy escape to a place called Leeds, a considcrLibletown in the west Riding of York shire, and Ci] n:.i;Gsfrom my fathers house, where I liopedto be secureand spend my hours more agreeably. But thekeeping of bad company is a growing evil,by whichmy situation was renelered so unpleasant, that Ibegan to eniertain serious thoughts of returninghome : having found by experience, that my
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