1785-12-31 (static/transcriptions/1785/12/138.jpg)

Arms, that seemd to be done with Sticks, his back torn with dragging him over the bricks, Cuts on his Head, and on this face. I never was acquainted with Mr. Donnellan till that time, but I lived near him above nine months. I often saw Mr. Donnelan, but I never saw him in any quarrel except that night. I though they might be going to Murder him, and throw him into the Tank.

I saw no Weapon
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