They rummaged my pockets, and took from me my
snuff-box, my seal-ring, and half a guinea, and some silver, and
halfpence; also my handkerchief, and two or three letters I had in my
pockets. By good fortune, the letter Mrs. Pamela gave me was in my
bosom, and so that escaped but they bruised my head and face, and cursing
me for having no more money, tipped me into the dam, crying, be there,
parson, till to-morrow! My shins and knees were bruised much in the fall
against one of the stumps; and I had like to have been suffocated in
water and mud. To be sure, I shan't be able to stir out this day or two:
for I am a frightful spectacle! My hat and wig I was forced to leave
behind me, and go home, a mile and a half, without; but they were found
next morning, and brought me, with my snuff-box, which the rogues must
have dropped. My cassock is sadly torn, as is my band. To be sure, I
was much frightened, for a robbery in these parts has not been known many
years. Diligent search is making after the rogues. My humble respects
to good Mrs. Pamela: if she pities my misfortunes, I shall be the sooner
well, and fit to wait on her and you. This did not hinder me in writing
a letter, though with great pain, as I do this, (To be sure this good man
can keep no secret!) and sending it away by a man and horse, this
morning.
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