possesses the above qualities in a very eminent
degree. Her person, in point of elegance, gives
precedence to none. Her mind and manners are
highly cultivated, her temper serene, mild, and
affable, and her age does not exceed twenty-two
Any gentleman who answers the above address may
direct a letter to A. Z., at the Bedford Head,
Southampton-street, Strand; and if their morals and
situation in life are approved, they will then be
waited on by a person who will procure the parties
an interview.

His assistant in these schemes was a Mrs
Poultney, alias Hickeringill, his wife's aunt
who had become his mistress. Their house
was in Red Lion-street, Clerkenwell; but they
had also rooms in Charles-street, St. James's-
square, where the accomplished lady exhibited
as an Irish giantess. Their first dupe was a
rich young fool, named Wigmore, just fresh
from college, full of Latin and void of common
sense. The gull, having paid fifty guineas, was
allowed to see the old clergyman, the lady's
uncle and guardian — Price himself in disguise—
and was promised an interview, which never
took place. When this bubble burst, and
dupes grew clamorous, Price started an illicit
distillery; and, being at last seized for this
offence, was, in 1774, hurried into Newgate for
a fine of one thousand six hundred pounds.

Price having written a pamphlet, founded on
his Danish experiences, to vindicate the character
of the unhappy sister of the king, Lord Littleton
and Foote kindly exerted themselves,
and obtained his release and a forgiveness
of the heavy fine that had been inflicted.
Upon his release, Price came into possession of
three thousand pounds, his wife's fortune, she
having by that time come of age.

In 1778, this incomparable scoundrel started
a fraudulent lottery-office in King-street, Covent
Garden: receiving money, but never paying the
prize-holders.  A Mr. Titmus, who kept a cane-
shop in Pimlico, having bought a ticket of
Price which came up the eighth of a two
thousand-pound prize, was refused payment,
although he proved his right by the entry in
the Whitehall books. Clarke, an officer of
Bow-street, instantly had a handbill printed
exposing the fraud, and, going to Mr. Price,
told him that ten thousand of those were then
being worked off, to be distributed on 'Change
and in every part of London, but chiefly daily
at Price's own door. Price, pleading his
hitherto stainless character, paid the money
under protest, and then wrote to Sir John Fielding,
the magistrate, declaring Mr. Titmus had
threatened to murder him and set fire to his
house. He then decamped with the two
thousand-pound prize, and the mob the same night
surrounded the house and broke every pane of
glass in the place. The following year he
started a second sham lottery-office in Butcher-
row, Temple-bar, and rivalled Mr. Christie, the
then pre-eminent auctioneer, in the grandiloquence
of his advertisements.

It was about the year 1780 that he began his
vast scheme of forgery. He took the most
extraordinary precautions to prevent discovery.
He made his own paper with the special
watermark; he engraved his own plates; he made his
own ink. He generally had three lodgings the
first for his wife, the second for his mistress, and
the third for the negotiation of his notes; his
wife and mistress being kept ignorant of each
other's existence. He never returned home in
disguise; he never negotiated notes except in
disguise. The people he used as his instruments
never saw him but in disguise, and were
never lost sight of by his mistress, who always
followed him in a hackney-coach to receive his
disguise when done with. Every step of his
daring schemes was planned with the
comprehensive mind of a Vautrin. The Bank became
violently alarmed (they had no microscope-room
or chemical tests then): plans were laid, wise
heads were put together; but still day by
day the forged notes kept pouring in from
every quarter. The sagacity of one man had
defeated the zeal, assiduity, and stratagem,
of all the runners in Bow-street. In one
fact all, however, agreed — that all the forged
notes could be traced to one man, always disguised,
nearly always successful, always inscrutable,
always inaccessible. Schutz's gang one
man? Impossible! There were forty of them.
In 1780, the Bank offered two hundred
pounds for Old Patch's apprehension. The bill
described him and his mistress in the following
way:

He appears about fifty years of age, about five
feet six inches high, stout made, very sallow
complexion, dark eyes and eyebrows, speaks in general
very deliberately, with a foreign accent; has worn
a black patch over his left eye, tied with a string
round his head; sometimes wears a white wig, his
hat flapped before, and nearly so at the sides, a brown
camlet great-coat, buttons of the same, with a large
cape, which he always wears so as to cover the
lower part of his face; appears to have very thick
legs, which hang over his shoes as if swelled; his
shoes are very broad at the toes, and little narrow
old-fashioned silver buckles, black-stocking breeches,
walks with a short crutch-stick with an ivory head,
stoops, or affects to stoop, very much, and walks
slow, as if infirm; he has lately hired many hackney-
coaches in different parts of the town, and been
frequently set down in or near Portland-place, in
which neighbourhood it is supposed he lodges.

He is connected with a woman who answers the
following description: She is rather tall and genteel,
thin face and person, about thirty years of age, light
hair, rather a yellow cast in her face, and pitted with
the small-pox, a downcast look, speaks very slow,
sometimes wears a coloured linen jacket and petticoat,
and sometimes a white one, a small black
bonnet and a black cloak, and assumes the character
of a lady's-maid.

Let us now return to Tothill-fields Bridewell,
where Price, alias Old Patch, alias Wigmore,
alias Wilmott, alias Brank, alias Bond,
alias Parks, alias Powel, alias SCHUTZ, sits
brooding over all possible turns and doubles to
avoid those keen hunters, Bond and Clarke, Sir
Sampson, Mr. Acton, and the nameless man
with sinewy nimble hands and rope noose but
half concealed behind his back.