The TRAPPAN Trapped. OR The true Relation of a Cunning, Cogging, Confident, Crafty, Counterfeit, Cozening and Cheating KNIGHT, alias KNAVE.  
Wherein is Discovered his Mischievous and Machiavellian matchless Mischeefs, Plotted against an Honest Gentleman, a Merchant of good Repute, named Mr john Marriot: Dwelling near LONDON BRIDGE.  
Set forth for the benefit of Others, who else through Ignorance might easily fall into the like snares of such Dissembling, Wicked, and Treacherous TRAPPANS.  
By W. B.  
LONDON. Printed by Joseph Moxon, and sold at his Shop on Cornhill, at the Sign of Atlas. 1657.   

The TRAPPAN Trapped.  
IT is too apparently evidenced by sad experience, that a Civil War draws a longer train or tail behind it, than any other inconvenience whatsoever, that can come or happen on a Commonwealth; for the miserable consequences thereof, are not sheathed with the bloody-drawn sword; nor do the effects cease, though the cause matter and manner are withdrawn from the face and body of action, as may plainly appear by the truths in the ensuing discourse, setting forth a perfect relation of the Cheating or Trappanning courses, taken by the pretenders to worth and honourable employment; as did this subject of our History now in hand: One Francis Moor, an Irish man, who pretended that he had been a Colonel, in the late King of England's service, an employment long since cashiered the honour of memory; yet this Gallant continues himself in the List; and doth not only make that a Cloak to cover his specious pretences of undertaking action of great concernment; but to add a fair gloss to the glory of his pretended engagements, Laces that Cloak about with a more glittering cognizance, and in his own defence; dubbs himself Knight, under the notion and title of Sir Francis Barker of Staffordshire, and under the shadow (together with another shell to dress his Knighthood or knavery in viz. Dr. Barker Doctor of physic, he not only deludes, cheats, and abuses the plainer sort of honest people; but reaches to very dead (I mean in the late King) whose judgement is in nothing more questionable then in the employment of such ignoble spirits to act by his Commission, nor doth it yet stick there; but as it were a design laid on purpose to bring a perpetual ignominy on that sad and enough abused family by such Villains, who will be sure to make the King of Scots the Patron of their wickedness. There is scarce a notorious piece of Debauchery acted; but the contrivers are reputed or reported (by themselves) to be people employed for him; and indeed this is not all, but that which they think will cover more Roguery, than all the Kings in the World, they are not ashamed to stigmatize the Army, and Commonwealth of England; with pretences of having been, nay immediately to be Officers or Members of this now Army; to carry on their devilish designs, as this Pseudo Cavalier, Sir Marmaduke many forms hath done; when (as formerly) he durst lie about the City of London; sometimes pretending the receipt of great Arrears; sometimes a great employment from the Lord Protector, to deceive and delude poor people, and make himself seem the more creditable in the eye of the World; as he did some two years since, at one Mr. Godbids an honest Tradesman's house in Red-Crosse street in London; where one while he was one of the Armies Officers; another time (as he found the disposition of people he had commerce withal a distressed Gentleman a Cavalier, and one that had suffered very much loss in his estate by the common enemy (Civil War) as being a Colonel for the King; but when these Vizards began to be pretty well worn out, and fearing lest his own face should appear through in its proper colours, he takes on another more dark and full of amazement than any of the rest. And said he was son to the Duke of Guise in France; (which they might be the more apt to believe, because he had such an incomparable use and benefit of his French tongue, which he spoke as absolutely as a Native Frenchman) and says (which is always his great assilum in such extremities, when nothing else will gloss his falsities) that he had fought a Duel with a grand favourite of France, and was so persecuted in Law for his presumption, and disobedience for the King, Orders (having then newly made and set forth an Edict against Duels) that he was enforced to take England for his shelter, and though for the present he seemed somewhat straitened for want of due supplies of moneys (which he said was occasioned by his sudden flight) yet his mother who (as he heard) endeavoured with all her power and powerful friends to procure his pardon from the King) would not fail to send him all the speediest and necessary returns for supply, that should be imagined fit for a person of his quality, as soon as she did understand where he was; and therefore pretended often to write Letters of advice into France, and to receive dispatches from thence, with promises of Bills for moneys very suddenly; till at last with these and the like insinuations he had involved himself so far into his honest Landlord's pith and good opinion, that he became a Faucilist, and at bed and board promising (at least proposing a cate of seven shillings per week an easy cate for a young Duke, was entertained by his new Host, as his brother or son, and then after a little time was visited by many great Gallants of much seeming worth and quality, who (but I'll warrant you by his own advice und order) for the most part stood always at great distance, and all bareheaded, giving him as much observance and respect, as if he had been the real Duke himself, which confirmed the honest people in their misbeleef, and himself in an imaginary Dukedom. Yet because he would not seem to be what they thought he was would dismount himself from that garb of glory which he seemed to be in, when the people held him in such adoration, and would vouchsafe some of them to his familiarity, they must stay and keep him company, dine with him and pass away the time after dinner with drinking a glass or two of Wine, whereof there was no want; for the young Duke could scarcely drink any thing but wine; which at first, himself would often send money for; but afterwards there was such an intimacy of friendship and familiarity between the Host and his Guest, that it was no more but Landlord, I shall have such and such friends come to dine with me to day, pray send for so many bottles of Wine, which was without scruple performed; and thus by degrees increased his credit, and his score very handsomely with his Landlord, and his whole family, but not so fully as he thought fit, till he had possessed his good Creditor, (remembering his hasty flight,) that he had left his Clothes behind, and therefore desires his Credit and assistance to equip him in English A la mode France; and this began to be the winding up of his bottom there. His Landlord not doubting but his young Duke would prove a Prince in time, would not let him want any thing he desired, Especially such things as might set him forth like himself, and therefore with his purse and Credit furnished him with good store of gold and silver lace, and other handsome furniture, till the summa totalis amounted to 220 lb. all which the Duke was in his Landlord's debt, and something too from one squire Fisher of Gloucestershire who lay then in the same house.  
But now to pay our Landlord and give a general satisfaction to all, one Tuesday morning he comes to his Landlord's bed side, Well Landlord (quoth he) I am going to fetch money for you: (having often enough and sufficiently promised it before.) I Sir replied his Landlord I hope you win. Nay says the young Spark, I have received my Bills, and they being accepted, I am going to receive my money but if I do not receive it (by God quoth he) I will sell this same to pay you (showing him a very noble Diamond Ring, to any bodies thinking,) which he wore on his finger, which seemed of an immense value: (as indeed it was, being worth above half his Dukedom: and so takeing a morning (or rather a mourning farewell) of them away he goes, leaving in his Chamber his Trunks, (which they doubted not was full of the rich clothes so lately made for his Honour:) but in brief my Gentleman was so overladen with his money that he could not come home again that night, nor indeed the next day: when in the afternoon his Landlord and his wife fearing and doubting the Truth, made bold to inquire into his Trunks, where they found the Nest, but the Birds flowns wherefore he must now bethink him what to do; and then remembering that surely his mother would not be unmindful of such a hopeful young gentleman as her son, but had ere this procured his Pardon, which he having notice of, was gone to take the benefit of: and therefore presently posts away his son after him, who together with another friend of his, hasted by Gravesend, and that night posted towards Dover; by the way often hearing of him: and to Dover they Pursue him but there Ne plus ultra, for Monsieur was gone for Calais on wednesday by noon, and so the youngster may return to Certify his friends in London: where we leave him to tell his strange adventures in the pursuit, and his father with time enough to sum up his books of his guests engagement, and return to the Monsieur, whom we find in France glittering in his new  and honour, which will there stand him in no steed: wherefore he thinks it more convenient to change his French Honour, for English Worship, and entitles himself Sir Francis Barker of Staffordshire Knight, which now suits best to his purpose. And so in May last, he makes a voyage to London, where we will dispense with him for a while, and let him alone in his Inn, plotting and Contriving divers stratagems; and meet with one Mr William Marriot, living near London Bridge, a Merchant of very good account among all men of his own rank and dealing, a very honest, sober, quiet, just, religious, plain man in all his deal in the world and the general esteem of all that knew him; and by this Character you may know him to be no Cunning snapp in worldly matters; and therefore the less able to judge when he met with such an one; and this honest simplicity rendered him the more easy to be betrayed by any such knave, as sought to delude the honest: and what made him more liable to be wrought upon, (though he were a man that dealt much abroad in the world,) Can neither read nor write, but trusted all accounts for Trades, (of which he had many beyond the seas) either to the records of other men's pens or his own Mark and memory; and in this manner had Commerce with all sorts of people for a long time: till at last this M. William Marriott having employed divers Factors in France, and chief in Roven, where lay the greatest part of his Trade, and stock, and had often sent letters, to demand an account of his estate there, in their hands; as being so Careful and provident, that his estate should not be wasted and imbeziled by the improvidence of others, which he did endeavour to to preserve and strengthen, for the future maintenance of himself and family.  
But letters were but words, and words but wind, which blew no good to Mr Mariott as he thought for they brought him no news of his Estate, nor account from his Factors but delatory put offs and nothing to the purpose Wherefore (on good Consideration and advise of Friends.) Mr Marriot resolves that he will himself take a journey into France, to Compel them to give an account of their Stewardship or at least to take into his own hands, what he should there find belonging to him, before all was gone. And so on the 30 th'. of May last 1656. he took horse at the Spur in Southwark, intending to go for Rye in Suffex, where at the same instant, he that Called himself Sir Francis Barker aforesaid, took horse too; and pretending the same Journey, immediately rides out of the Inn with him; telling him in the mean time, that he was bound for France, and should be very glad of good Company; which to Mr Marriot seemed no less than a blessing beyond Expectation, in regard Sir Francis (as he called himself) promised by all probable Conjectures to be an absolute Gentleman, and nothing Less than what that outward Garb had promised, and his inward parts (whereof he had by this time given many graceful testimoneys,) to be such that might have been a Cabinet for Concerns of the greatest Consequences. Besides his most excellent knowledge and delivery of the French tongue, (the chiefest jewel in all his Treasury,) for Mr Marriotts use, who could neither speak nor understand the least breath of the French Dialect. These noble endowments so wrought on Mr Marriotts honest judgement, that he presently thought his new acquaitance to be a man fit to open his breast to: And to be short both being mounted, acquainted, and resolved for the same Journey, away they ride; and already we find them a Lighting at the sign of the Anchor in Rye, a little By-house of Entertainment, where our Knight was well acquainted and respected, (having it seems,) used this house for many years before; because he had frequently, (it may be) on the like occasions passed between England and France: here the courteous Knight gallantly welcome the Disconsolate Squire, and entertains him with such a feast of his own good Company, that they were very freely merry, and in that mirth had so Confirmed and Contracted their new acquaintance that they must (as it were) go both under one hood; for Sir Francis must Call him nothing but Father, and Mr Marriott from that time forward must Call him Son, and a forfeiture under a certain penalty to be paid by him that should at any time hereafter forget the duty or indulgency of Son, or Father. Thus this new adopted Father and Son take Sea, and within few hours Landed at Deip in France. By this time Sir Francis Like a dutiful Son was so diligent, and indulgent that he had carefully dived into his Father's debt 6. or 7. foot (Pounds I should say) deep. But Deip they leave, and in short space arrive at Roven; where Sir Francis brings his Father to the Boon Foy, an Inn where the Son was very well acquainted, and in the French tongue at large inquired all affairs and news: but the Father seems more a Child, that sat all this while and opened not his mouth, but minding his business he came about, more than the Curiosities of France for the present, he desired his good Son Sir Francis to ●ake the pains as to go with him, and inquire out his Factors, which the Son most obediently condescended to; and together they go to the Factors where Mr Marriott demanding an account, they presently show what they have received, ●nd what moneys they have drawn upon those goods; as like wise the residue as ●et not sold: all which Sir Francis Cast up, for Mr Marriott (as I told you) could neither write nor read; but Committed all to memory: and by the accounted finds there was 1000 lb. good to Mr Marriot; 200. thereof was ready 〈◊〉 Bank, when Mr Marriot pleased so Command the same; which was very much to his content. And now Mr Marriot (seeing all things were so well there,) would needs have his wife and friends in England, (that were partakers of his former doubts,) be shaters in his present satisfaction and content: and to that purpose desires Sir Francis to be now his Secretary, and write some Letters for him to his wife in London, to acquaint her and the rest of his friends there, of his present Estate of health, and good success he had hitherto had in his Journey; which was all Sir Francis desired, that he might the more easily dive into his Father's secrets; and unsuspected discover, what he resolves now to be Master of; viz. his Estate.  
But in some of these letters he informed them, that Mr Marriot (whom they knew well enough to be an honest, Godly, plain man, but no disputant;) held high disputes in discourse with the Papish Priests, and argued with them in controversies of Religion; That he did fear they would do him some sudden mischief, and therefore advised them that in their next letters to Mr Marriot, they would Council him to forbear Speaking, or disputing with those (as he rightly enough termed them.) Bloody Revengers.  
This was the first Scene of the Tragedy he intended to Plot on the stage or Mr Marriots Ruin; and this was done that after he had performed the bloody Tragady himself of his father's Death and Ruin, that then the loss and mishap that had fallen on Mr Marriot should have been laid to these Priest's account: for indeed no body knew any else to accuse. But herein we only give a guess at his intent, and I think a  one too.  
But to proceed to my story, after this loving Father and precious Son, had stayed some 10 days in Roven, Sir Francis would needs persuade his Father Marriot to some recreation, and to take so much pleasure of his Journey as to go up to Paris, and to see so much of that City, that when he returned he might report so much of the Country and place, that might reader him more like a traveller, than a messenger or Carrier, that could only say There I have been.  
Well Mr Marriot Considering that his business was in a pretty good decorum, and his friends in England had advertisement thereof, so that they need not be in suspense of his welfare; and withal thinking himself a little engaged to Sir Francis for his assistance in Roven, would not be such a Churl, as to deny him so cheap a courtesy, and therefore condescended to bear his Son company to Paries And with this resolution away they go to Paris; where Sir Francis brings his Father to his own house, in the Toubour Saint German, where there was a French woman that lay with Sir Francis: and by whom he had formerly had a child or a but was never married to her. Here Mr Marriot was very well respected for some days, though at his own Cost, and nothing was wanting that might not make him think, nay assure himself he was welcome: For besides the general observance that he had from all persons in or belonging to the house, his Son Sir Francis would in no wise be thought flack, in his duty; but daily attended on his Father up and down Paris, every where feeding his eye with several varieties of houses Gardens walks and such pleasant prospects, whereof Paris is plentifully full. But, that which is herein chief to be taken notice of, in all these transactions, you must observe Sir Francis did not permit his Father to come into any English Company, or to have any Converse with any that had but a piece of an English tongue; except himself: neither did Mr Marriot distrust any thing of danger, although he had all this while about him, a letter from a Merchant in London, to deliver to an English Gentleman in Paris; which Mr Marriot (in case he did not go to Paris himself) was to send thither from Roven. But being now in Paris, at last he shows it to his Son Sir Francis, desiring him to read the superscription, and direct him to find out the Gent. which Sir Francis grants, but reads no more of the superscription then thus; For Mounseur Bond in Paris: though the superscription was very large and sufficient, (as shall hereafter in this discourse sufficiently appeate,) and presently, Peugh (quoth he) is this all, what fool was he that wrote this directions? he had as good have written, For Mounseur Bond in France, and as soon they should have found him. So Sir Francis put the letter in his own Pocket, with a kind of a sleight put off, or indeed put up. But Mr Marriot being loath to let it so slip, through his slippery fingers; repleyed, Nay, (quoth he,) good Son give me the letter again; that so I may show it to the party, and not only by his own eyes Convince him of his error; but laugh at him for his folly, which Sir Francis could not with modesty deny, but with a seeming willingness gave his Father Marriot the letter.  
Thus having passed away some 10 days in Paris, Sir Francis comes to his Father, tells him he hath some very urgent business, at a Town Called corbel, some 7 or 8 leagues from Paris by water; there to meet with a Gentleman, a special loving friend of his, who had lately fought (as he said) a Duel about Paris, and therefore durst not yet come any nearer: however he was immediately employed by the King of Scots, and that he had brought some letters from the said King to Sir Francis; so that if Mr Marriot would go down with him to corbel, he should there hear all the News of affairs, with the said King; and furnish himself with News enough to carry home with him, when he went; which might be as soon as Mr Marriot pleased, for that (as Sir Francis told him) they would come bacl again, either the same night, or the next morning at furthest.  
Mr Marriot (who was much delighted with his new sons good Company.) thought, for so little a time it would be uncivil to leave him therefore would not give his good Son a denial; but away presently they go, and without sword or stick, or any other sort ●f A●mes, put themselves into a boat together: and Sir Francis his pretended 〈◊〉 in Law in their Company, which was the Father of the forementioned 〈◊〉 whom Sir Francis called wife, and with in short space they land safe at corbel but there was no such man there, as Sir Francis had formerly spoken of. But Sir Francis (because he would not be much observed to walk about the town with M. Marriot as he had formerly been at Paris,) possesses the honest mistrustless Gentleman (Mr Marriot,) that the expected Gentleman stayed for him at a private house, a matter of a mile and half, or 2 miles out of the town, whether he must go to speak with him: still persuading Mr Marriot, that this Gentleman and himself carried on businesses of immense concerments concerning the King of scott's. Mr Marriot was easily induced to believe all this; and as easily seduced to go along with them: and having taken such a tedious Journey by water, would not stick now to walk a mile or two by land; partly for his own recreation, and partly to satisfy the importunity of his Son Sir Francis; who told him, that this was the period of all his business in France; and this dispatched, he would then be at his Father's dispose, if he pleased, to wait on him back again, even into England: which Mr Marriot was not a little glad of, in regard of the strangeness of the place, people and language, (to him utterly unknown) and therefore, (without any great scruple) went along with him to the promised place, which Mr Marriot found private indeed; being a loan house, in the midst of many great Vineyards, and large Corn fields, not any house near it by 2 miles at least, the nearest was corbel; Neither was here any accommodation, but what satisfied a poor old man and woman, who merely dwelled there to look to the Vineyards: yet here they stayed till it was now almost night, but no Gentleman from the King of Scots, to our brave Knight: so says Mr Marriot, Come Son let us return to the Town, and lodge there this night, for here is not any accommodation, but at the Town we may refresh ourselves at our pleasure, and be here again to morrow; but this advise suited not with Sir Francis his stratagems: wherefore he replied, No No, Father, we will even make as good shift as we can, with these honest folks this night, in this house, (which though it seem very bad, I must tell you the King of England hath been contented with a worse) and my friend, will be with us betimes in the morning. Mr Marriot (having no mind to stay,) considering the lonen-nes of the place, the barrenness of the house, and the strange and uncouth condition of the people, would fain have persuaded his Son Francis to have gone to the Town: but Mr Marriots mouth was quickly stopped again, with the King of England etc. and the like put-offs till night came on, and there they must be forced to stay: where at length there was a bed made where they both lay till day light next morning; when on a sudden Sir Francis slides out of the bed, and was making himself ready, which made Mr Marriot ask him what was the reason he risen up so early, it being yet not past 3 of the Clock. Father (quoth Sir Francis) I was loath to waken you, but I must rise to send a messenger for my friend to come to me; and then we will be gone toward Paris. This new lodging pleased not Mr Marriot so well, that he would lie and take a nap in the morning but (being weary of his Quarters) up he gets, and as he was making himself ready, he looked out at the window, where he saw his Son Sir Francis talking with 3 sturdy villains, (all standing bare headed before his worship,) but what they said Mr Marriot Can not understand; for they spoke altogether in French. This made Mr Marriot begin to distrust a little Villainy in his Son Frank; and therefore began also to Consider with himself what to do. But to put those troubles out of his thoughts at the very instant up stairs comes his dear Son, and his three Godfathers, with each a good sour Cudgel in his hand, with him; and then Sir Francis goes to embrace and kiss his Father Marriot, saying Good Father be not afraid, there shall not an hair of your head be wronged; only you must stay here as my Prisoner, till you have paid me 800 lb. either from Roven or London; because I am to raise a Regiment for my Master the King of Scots, (there is He brought in to father his damnable villainies) and I know you are a man of such abilities that you may well spare him such a sum, he will pay you again: and this you must do before you go. Nevertheless you shall not want any accommodation befitting your Condition, for I will use you as a Gentleman, therefore be not afraid. Mr Marriot knew not what answer to make him at the present, but after a very little deliberation (quoth he) Sir Francis you know very well how my estate lies at Roven, how the most part of my goods sold are at 3 months and 5 month's payment; and the greatest part of them are yet unfold, insomuch that no money can be so speedily got in: you know there is 200 lb. ready in Roven, and if you will be contented with that and discharge me, I will make it over to you, (quoth Mr Marriot.) This was nothing to Sir Francis purpose, and therefore he took from his Father Marriot a Silver stamp of his name, which he did use to set to all Letters, Acquittances, and Contracts of dealing, and was ever known to be sufficient Testimony of his act and deed; and so writ letters presently to Roven, to Mr Marriots Factors, affirming this his mark to them to affirm the truth of their Contents, wherein he bids them go to one Bromwells' vessel that lay in Roven, who had brought divers Goods of his in her, from England, with a Box of wearing Clothes, which Sir Francis Commands to be broken open, and a new suit and Cloak of Excellent good Cloth trimed richly with Gold, and a Riding Coat all new, to be sent immediately for Paris, and orders them and all letters, and the like concerning Mr Marriot to be directed to Paris, in the Foubour Saint German to a Lute maker's house: the like direction he gives to his friends in England, so that now what ever letters must come for Mr Marriot, must (unknown to him) be sent to Paris; and by these means directly to Sir Francis his hands first: by which plot Sir Francis receives and answers Mr Marriots letters without his knowledge or least manner of suspicion: and this he had ordered a good while before he had secured Mr Marriot. This happened on Saturday the 21 of june 1656. on which day Sir Francis, had sent his pretended Father in law to Paris, to receive and bring to him Letters that were that day to come from England and Roven to Mr Marriot, as Sir Francis had appointed them. Then after 3 hours stay that the fellows had made (still close attending on them,) Sir Francis bids them go to work in the Vinyard, (which was just by the house) and to be within call, which they did; Thereby presuming he kept Mr Marriot in awe enough: and then sends the woman of the house to corbel, to buy provision for the next day, (being Sunday) and to bring Wine along with her. At length all being absent but the Father and Son. Come says Sir Francis, Father let us go play at Cards to pass away the Time, and so pulls a pair of new Cards out of his pocket, with which they played some 2. or. 3. hours, still expecting the return of the woman; for they were very thirsty, and had no manner of drink in the house. So says Mr Marriot Come son, Pray let us not sit staunching up ourselves within doors, but walk abroad into the Vineyard, and take the fresh air a little, for I am very weary with playing at cards: which Sir Francis would feign have put off; for he was very unwilling to trust himself with Mr Marriot abroad, there being many other people at work in the Vineyard, beside the 3 Rogues that were his assistants: so that Sir Francis told him they would walk into the fields toward corbel to meet the woman, and so come back again with her. Thus Sir Francis taking a good Crabbtree Cudgel in his hand, (Mr Marriot having none) forth they go, Sir Francis always Carrying the Cudgel in the Contrary hand to Mr Marriot, who had much to do to draw his graceless son a quarter of a mile from the house; at length Mr Marriot staying behind to make water, overtakes Sir Francis but seizing on that side where the Cudgel was, he wrested it out of his hands; and before Mr Marriot could recover it to give him a blow therewith, was Sir Francis on his knees, ask his Father blessing and pardon, confessing his fault, and begging his life, desiring that he would not kill him: which made Mr Marriot to forbear striking him: and told him that as he had saved his life in the morning, so he would now give him his: but on this condition, that he Sir Francis should return again to the house, and not follow him towards corbel: for if he did, he vowed he would kill him, and throw him into the Corn; of which Conditions Sir Francis was so much overjoyed with; that he desired his Father (as he still called him) to Pardon him, and seal it with a kiss, as he was on his knees: which Mr Marriot did: and so they parted: wherefor this time we must leave him to shift among his rogues, and follow Mr Marriot to the town, where we find him Just entered.  
Here Mr Marriot endeavours all he can to find out himself, for he was at an Extreme loss, he knew not what to make of any body, and no body knew what to make of him; for he could speak never a word of French; nor they could understand ne'er a word of English: yet he Continued making of signs, and crying out Angletorre, which he took to be French enough for one man to be known by; so that some (perceiving him to be a stranger,) went and Called a Cappuchine an Italian born, but one that understood English very well; To whom Mr Marriot relates his sad Condition, and tells the whole story: who being a man that wore not the habit only, but had the true spirit and Charity of a man in Religious orders, not only stood in admiration at the impious villainy of the treacherous knight, but like a pitiful and Compassionate Father, Contrives which way to relieve the poor distressed Gentleman in his so deplorable Condition, and preserve him from the future dangers he was incident to, by the treachery of his wicked son, and his Complices: and therefore he carries him first to his Convent, where the rest of the Fathers at the relation of the story, are in no less wonder than their Brother, nor less Compassionate. At length the good Italian got a boat for Mr Marriot, and bargained with them for 14. shillings to set him safe on shore at Paris; which carefully was performed by the 2 boat men. But being arrived, he was in as great a straight as he was at his coming to corbel; for he knew not any person there, neither could he speak to any to be understood; but getting up into the high street, had recourse to his former helps at corbel, viz. making signs, and crying out Angleter Angleter; and all to as little purpose as before; till at last a poor Irish man coming by, and hearing him to inquire for the English, went to him and asked him what he would give him, and he would bring him to some English? Mr Marriot was as ready to give, as the other to ask, and instead of 12 d. which the Irish man asked, for his pains, Mr Marriot gave him a piece of French money 15 d. piece with which being so well satisfied, he Carries him to the house of the English Benedictines in the Foubour Saint Jaques. To whom Mr Marriot (seeing they were men) again relate, the whole story of the unfortunate Father, and unhappy son, from the first to the last, even till he had brought himself in there amongst them, and now desires them to get him a lodging amongst some English: which immediately they do; and leave him that night to his repose: but in the morning they send their servant to him, to bring him to them again, there to be with them till some means might be found for his safety, or some friend or acquaintance of his found out, that would take care to reconvey him back to Roven to his factors or elsewhere, out of the danger of his dangerous Son Francis, which yet in the eye of Good men seemed to threaten him. Here Mr Marriot shows the forementioned letter directed to Mounseur Bond, whose superscription they read to him, thus, For Mounseur Bond, Controller of the Queen of England's house, in the Palace Royal in the Rue Saint Onory at Paris. Although Sir Francis would have pocketed it with half that Compliment. This Mr Bond being a Gentleman generally beloved, and known all Paris over. These Benedictines send their servant along with him to Mr Bond; to whom he first delivers his Letter, and then his story and danger desiring Mr Bonds advice and assistance: which Mr Bond (a very Courteous and Civil Gentleman) readily contributed, and calling several friends of his together, consulted what Course was best to be taken in this business: And first they get printed 300. Bills in the French Tongue, after this manner.  
Mr William Marriott Merchant of England, at present in Paris; prays all Factors of the said City, that if any shall bring them any Letters of Exchange Drawn from London, or from Roven, payable to him, or else from Mistress jean Marriott of London aforesaid, Wife of the said William Marriott, that they would not pay them, and to detain those that shall bring them; The said Mr Marriott having been surprised, (not understanding the French tongue,) by persons of ill repute. If they bring such letters, or advise, to advertise Mr Bond Controller of the Queen of England's house at the Palace Royal thereof, he will resolve them of the reasons: and the discoveries shall do an acceptable service to the Republic.  
These bills were (as it were) in an instant spread throughout all Paris, next they go to search for Sir Francis, and with a special warrant, and a good guard (which Mr Bond easily obtained) they find the house, and therein his whore and man that waited on Sir Francis, whom they secure: and searching the house farther for Sir Francis, Mr Marriott finds his own suit and cloak, and the riding Coat before spoken of, which he takes away with him. And seeing Sir Francis his Picture, takes that away likewise, but no personal or real Sir Francis Can be found: therefore they secure his man in the Palace Royal, where they detain him some 9 or 10 days; to see if he would discover his master: But it was more than he could do, but he told that his Master was not gone out of the house above half an hour before they came to search for him. With that Sir Francis his Whore and her mother threatened to prosecute Mr Marriott for the lives of their 2 husbands, because they went out of Town together, and they swore they had never seen them since. But Mr Marriott having the better end of the staff, and a friend in Court (Mr Bond who would not yet forsake him) ceased not to prosecute them so close that if they had been then taken, they had both been hanged: however he was resolved to try the utmost what law would do against them; and prosecuted so fare, that he might have had their pictures hung up in the market place, and then any man might kill them and have 10 lb. for his pains. This struck such a terror in the women, and so (by them) so frighted their husbands (as they called them,) that then they made friends to Mr Bond, (who had the whole management of the business) to take up the business, before the extremity of the law should pass upon them.  
This was readily agreed unto by Mr Bond, in regard this Sir Francis was hereby discovered to be what he really was not what he seemed to be, a Knight, but a Knave, nay a very Rogue, being an Irish man born, his name More (as I said before) and had been an officer in the wars; and had often acted such parts before now, for he had been known twice before to have taken a Religious habit to shroud his Villainy in the like Exigents.  
Now as I said, having been a Colonel of the late King's Army, and there being many such in and about Paris, who threatened to be the Death of Mr Marriott, if he did proceed thus to disgrace them; Mr Marriott was content, provided, that Sir Francis should come and acknowledge his fault, and ask him forgiveness before some friends of her Majesties, whereof Mr Bond was to be one; and then he would freely forgive him. This was agreed to on their part, and the day and hour appointed at the Comissaryes house: but Sir Francis alias Coll. Moor came not, but sent a messenger with his whore to beg his excuse, and desire them not to require his presence at that business. But Mr Marriott would not consent to it; either he must come himself, or else he would still prosecute him: so at last after one or two put offs more, this Moor alias Barker comes to the stake, and there before all the Company, did acknowledge all this that is written to be true: desired Mr Marriott and Mr Bond to Pardon him; which they did: and Mr Marriott not only pardoned these injuries done against him, but desiring God to pardon him too, forgave him the money which he had formerly lent him from time to time: and so turned him going, to exercise the like plots.  
And so returns our story with Mr Marriott safe into England, who is here, and will Justify all this to be true. And this story was written by a Gentleman, that was an Ey and ear witness of all passages in this Relation, and personally present in all, after Mr Marriots return to Paris: and set forth for a Caution to all Merchants, Travellers, and others, that they may be armed and prepared to withstand the treachery and falsehood of him, or any such dissembling Sycophants.  
FINIS.