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At last they got me down & he that had the hatchet (or hammer or whatever it was) struck me three blows on the side of the head with the handle. And then thinking they had done for me, they took my watch with a Seal & Small Key.

I called out for Towe who I thot had run away as he did not answer. Before the men, who had robbed me left the ground, I rose up. They went away. I saw them picking up my hat and cane. As I was walking home I met Serjeant Towe, who told me another man