The Virginia gazette (Williamsburg [Va.]), 1773-07-08 00:00:00

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LIFE IS A CHASE.
I WAS lately in a Company where I heard the following Question put to a Foxhunter, "Whether a Being (suppose him dropped from the Moon) totally a Stranger to the Diversion of Hunting, would not, upon the first View of a Fox Chase, necessarily conclude the Sportsmen all mad?" It is looked upon as a good logical Answer, not according to the Aristotelick, or Socratick, but the Shandean System, whenever we are put to a Nonplus by any Question, immediately to ask the Querist another. Whether the Sportsmen had learned this Rule, or whether he hit upon it by Chance, I cannot say; but, however, he observed it even to Supererogation, for he immediately asked his Antagonist two instead of one, viz. Whether such a Being, upon his first View of any of the other Pursuits of Mankind, would not conclude the fame of the whole human Species? And whether, upon a better Acquaintance, he would find Reason to alter his Opinion? The Opponent being either afraid to engage the Respondent at such Odds as two to one, or else convinced that Truth would declare for him, remained Tongue tied, and so left his Adversary in Possession of his acquired Superiority.
Being myself a Brother of the Couples, I was not a little pleased to see the impertinent Aggressor thus humbled, but much more so to find that our worthy Fraternity were allowed as good a Title to a sound Understanding as the rest of Mankind. Upon my retiring from the Company, I could not help pursuing the Subject in my Thoughts; and the more I reflected the more I was convinced that the said Appellation of Hunters is equally applicable to all Orders and Degrees of Men whatsoever, as well as those who are vulgarly called so. In short, no one Simile so well exemplifies human Life as that of a Chase: The hacknied ones of a Race, a Game, a Journey, a Feast, and a Farce, are not worthy to be named with it in the same Page. The best of these can represent Life only in a very few of the Contingencies to which it is liable; whereas this will represent it in all Circumstances, Properties, Relations, and Modes whatsoever. But, left it should be asked, if this Simile is so wonderfully apt for this Purpose, how comes it to have escaped the Application both of Ancients and Moderns? With Regard to the first, I answer, that, notwithstanding the warm Encomiums they have passed upon this noble Exercise, they were but mere Novices in the Art, and therefore could not be supposed to see its Propriety in this Respect. The Dog, after he had traced the Game by his Nose to its Place of Retreat, pursued it afterwards by the Eye, till he had either taken it, or driven it into some Tolt or Gin. This was all they knew of the Odora Canum Vis . As for the Moderns, who have brought Hunting to its present State of Perfection, the Reason why they have neglected to apply to the Use I am mentioning seems to be this: That they have been so intent in working upon the Materials left them by the Ancients that they have scarce ever bestowed themselves on adding any Thing of their own to the now exhausted Fund. I must, however, do my Countrymen this Justice to own (and I urge it as an Instance of their allowed good Sense) that they seem, by several of their Phrases and Allusions, to have hit upon the Propriety of this Simile. Thus, for Instance, those in Quest of Preferment in Church or State are called Levee Hunters, who probably, when at the University, were called Jest Hunters. Others, who have singled out a silly Girl with a good Portion at her own Disposal, or the more sly Widow with a good Jointure, are called Fortune Hunters. A random Schemer is said to be upon a Wild Goose Chase. When we are unlikely to succeed in our Enterprises, we are said to be upon a wrong Scent; if actually disappointed, we are then thrown out. Our Poets (the principal Branch of whose Trade is Simile making) have frequently exemplified particular Circumstances in Life by parallel ones in the Chase, but never applied it in the Catholick Sense I am now contending for. It is reserved, I think, for me, to demonstrate its Fitness for this Purpose; which I shall endeavour to do by an Induction of Particulars, not doubting but that "Life is a Chase" will, in Time, commence a moral Apophthegm; that Men will be called Brother Sportsmen, as well as Brother Passengers; and I cannot but deserve well of the Community for pointing out another common Tie of Brotherhood, and consequently of Benevolence.
Admitting the Insanity of Hunters, that of Men may be proved with very little Difficulty. Every Individual can readily enough discern his Neighbour's, and as charitably recommend him to Monro; and his not perceiving his own is an infallible Sign of it. The more Ingenious, indeed, will own they are infected with this epidemick Disorder, but then it is always with the (mental) Salvo of the Poet.
We all are mad, though not in the Degree, Each thinks his Neighbour farther gone than he. The Hunter's rising early in the Morning, his anticipating in Idea the Pleasures of the Chase, his Impatience till he finds the Game, is no ill Emblem of a young Man just entering upon Life, elate with Hope, impetuous, and ever in Quest of new Adventures. As in Life, so in the Chase, there are the Pursuers and the Pursued, or the Oppressors and the Oppressed.
Beasts their Fellow Beasts pursue, And learn of Man each other to undo.
The different Dispositions and Capacities of Men seem to be properly enough displayed by the Difference of Steeds on which the Sportsmen are mounted. There are your Steeds of Strength, fit to carry Weight, slow and sure, resembling your Men of Phlegm and Gravity, calculated for the Drudgery of Business. There are your high bred, high metled Tits, that beat the Field with a light Weight, and above Ground; not unlike your Men of Genius, whose Imagination will make wonderful Excursions, "will glance from Earth to Heaven, from Heaven to Earth," but cannot brook the Fatigue of a long or close Application. In short, there is as much Variety in Horses as Men, and as little judging of one as the other by Appearances; Fronti nulla Fides is equally applicable to both. The Nature of the Passions is admirably well held forth by a Pack of Dogs; How many have been ruined by indulging their Passions? How many, Actæon like, have been devoured by their own Dogs? When the Game is first started, the Dogs commonly pursue it for some Time with great Impetuosity, which Sportsmen term a Burst. This is commonly succeeded by cold Hunting; then, when the Violence of Passion is abated, Consideration takes Place. Sometimes, indeed, the Chase is nothing more than an arrant Burst; and how many Men, or rather Bishops, are there, so eagerly bent upon the Gratification of their Passions that they hurry themselves out of Life without ever giving themselves Time to think? The Office of the Huntsmen seems to be parallel to that of Reason: It is his Part to encourage or check the Dogs as he sees Occasion, to remark their good or bad Qualities, to pay due Regard to those whose Truth he can confide in, and to give the Lairs or Babblers the Discipline of the Whip. It is her's to observe the good or bad Tendency of the Passions, to encourage their virtuous, to check their vicious Propensities, and to keep them all within their proper Bounds. Man, it is true, meets with numberless Misfortunes; but does he meet with more than the Hunter? Or is his Happiness more precarious? What Set of Men suffer more than the Hunters from the Inclemency of the Weather? When the Weather will permit them to hunt, how frequently are they disappointed of Game? If they find Game, what a Number of Causes frequently concur to prevent its Pursuit? If a bad scenting Day, the Dogs cannot run; if they run, what Accidents are the Sportsmen subject to? With some, their Horses tumble, some tumble off their Horses; sometimes their Horses are tired, sometimes bemired. In short, if we view the Chase, as we frequently do Life, only on the dark Side, we are apt to exclaim, in a moralising Strain, that the Hunter, as well as Man,
is "of few Days, and full of Trouble." But place them both in another Light, and view them only on their bright Sides, or through the Medium of a flowing Bowl, we then, uno Jove minores , join the jolly Chorus, "Who are so happy, so happy as we!" Does not the same generous Emulation that fires the Man animate the Hunter? How zealously do they strive to outstrip each other in the Field? Nor can it be denied that this generous Emulation sometimes degenerates into Envy. The more Disingenuous will secretly chuckle when they see a Brother in Tribulation, or ingloriously lag behind, and repine at the chosen few whose Lot it is to come in before themselves at the End of the Chase; though, to do them Justice, there is, I believe, more Honour, Generosity, and Disinterestedness, among Sportsmen (considered as such) than among any other Society of Men. It must be confessed the Pursuits of Mankind are so numerous that we cannot find a Parallel for them all among Hunters, and indeed some of them are so mean that they are not worthy to be compared with any Species of Game pursued by Sportsmen. Their Pursuers must be contented to be ranked with Rat Catchers or Mole Catchers. I cannot forbear mentioning one or two of the most remarkable Objects of Pursuit among Mankind which bear a strong Resemblance to those of some Kind of Hunters. Some of the Inhabitants of this Island have frequently taken it into their Heads to hunt Kings. Many have been singled out for this Purpose, and had the good Luck to escape; but Richard II. Edward II. and Charles I. were actually taken and destroyed. The two first were trepanned in the Manner the Ancients used to take their Game, by driving them into Nets or Gins; but the last was fairly hunted down in the modern Way, by a properly disciplined Pack of Dogs.
"The big round Tears ran down his dappled Face, He groan'd in Anguish, while the growling Pack, Blood-happy, hung at his fair jutting Crest, And mark'd his beauteous checker'd Sides with Gore."
THOMPSON.
I am sorry to give the Name of Stag Hunters to such a lawless Crew; I hope the Custom is now abolished, and that the constitutional one of hunting a Minister will be retained in its Stead. This seems to be a Distinction parallel to Foxhunting. My Countrymen plead a License for it, contained in Magna Charta; and I do not doubt but the Use of it helps to prevent the Body Politick from being over-run with bad Humours, as Foxhunting does the Body Natural. All Heroes (as the Poet expresses it) from Macedon's Madman to the Swede, seem to have been Sportsmen of the same Stamp.
"All mighty Hunters, and their Prey is Man." But the Resemblance of the Hunter and Man is in no Instance more striking than in the Conclusion of their respective Pursuits; they are equally enraptured upon Success, and chagrined upon Disappointment. In either Case, they seem to have equal Reason on their Side, the Objects of their Pursuit being generally of equal Value. If, in some Instances, the Acquisitions of the Man are preferable to those of the Hunter, in others they are more prejudicial both to himself and others; so that, upon the Whole, he has no just Reason to claim Superiority in this Respect. The principal and general End which both pursue to themselves is, doubtless, that of killing Time. Setting aside this Satisfaction, after all their Buttle, Impatience, and Fatigue, they may say with the Philosopher, Cui Bono? Or, with the Preacher, All is Vanity.
I will just compare the old Man, and the old Sportsmen, and then I shall have run my Subject fairly down. The one, when disabled from following his Hounds, still continues to hunt in his Elbow Chair, loves the Crack of the Whip, to talk of past and hear of new venatick Exploits, but never thinks any modern ones equal to his own. And does not the other disbanded Veteran still retain a Hanking after the Business or Pleasures of Youth, delight to recount his juvenile Feats, to converse with those who are engaged in similar Scenes, and always manifest a partial Preference to those himself was concerned in?
I trust I have now performed the Task I undertook; and if any of your Readers have followed me quite through, I do not doubt but they are heartily tired, for so am I. But, should there be any who are not now convinced of the Propriety of this Simile for the Purpose intended, I shall take the Liberty to tell them they are very stupid or very obstinate Curs, and they may, if they please, call me a dogmaddock Puppy.
To the PRINTER.
O that the censorious World would learn This wholesome Rule, and with each other bear! But Man, as if a Fox to his own Species, Takes Pleasure to report his Neighbour's Faults, Judging with Rigour every small Offence, And pides himself in Scandal.
I HAVE observed, with Concern, the many Attempts daily made to disturb the Repose and blast the Happiness of Individuals, and of such too who have never given Cause to the dark Insinuations either for Censure or Ill-will. It is a melancholy Consideration, that let a Man act ever so uprightly, in a general Sense, yet, as all Men have Faults, some are so unfortunate as to have their carefully searched after, and their Words particularly attended to, with a View of taking Hold upon any unguarded Expression to turn it to their Disadvantage. What can justify such Conduct? And how base must that Heart be whose sole Delight, and supreme Felicity, is not in saying or doing Good, but in speaking and doing every Thing that may tend to other Mens Disadvantage! That there are many, too many, of such Pests to Society, every one must allow. O Shame! where is thy Blush? But why do I talk of blushing? Their black Hearts prevent the generous Effusion; and what would make a Man of generous Sentiments tremble only to think, they say without Remorse: They wound unknown, their Villainy is too closely concealed to be brought into open Day; and whilst they triumph in the Unhappiness their Envy and Malice have occasioned, others mourn in secret at their hard Lot in being placed among Wretches whose revengeful and unfeeling Hearts exercise such Cruelty towards them. But why are not such Monsters pointed out, and shunned by every Gentleman of Worth and Humanity! The Possessor of every honest Heart should lay his Hand upon it, and inquire, has he, since he was permitted last to rise from Sleep, sacrificed a single Moment to another's Fame, Welfare, or Ease, to his own Gratification? Has he yielded to any the minutest Call of Malevolence, or ever been a silent Accomplice in the Assassination of a good Name? If every idle Word must be accounted for, what a fatal Article will arise from that accumulated Guilt which reveals in the Injury of others, without even the bare Plea of Provocation? However easily we may forget or forgive those Trespasses in ourselves, there assuredly is a sacred Volume in which they stand unerringly recorded; and a Time will come when these unfeeling Men (for they are not immortal) will be brought to see their Conduct in its true Colours. May Heaven, in Pity to the rising Generation, plant in the Minds of Youth different and more liberal Sentiments; that, when the present Plagues expire, their Posterity may inherit none of their bad Qualities.
From a Book called THE VENTRILOQUIST, lately published, by M. de la CHAPELLE, Censor Royal at PARIS.
VENTRILOQUISM, if we may be allowed to use the Term, in Order to avoid Circumlocution, is a peculiar Gift, Art, or Quality, of which certain Persons are and have been possessed, by Means of which they have been enabled to modify the Voice in such a Manner
as to make it appear to those present to proceed from the Belly of the Speakers (from which Circumstance it derives its Appellation) or rather to make it seem to proceed from any Distance, or in any Direction whatever. Some faint Traces of this Art, or Faculty, are to be found in the Writings of the Ancients; but many more are to be discovered there if we adopt the Author's Opinion, that the Responses of many of the ancient Oracles were actually delivered by Persons possessed of this Quality, so very capable of being applied to the Purposes of Priestcraft and Delusion. Nay it will appear, that an entire Community, even of Priests themselves, in the very Neighbourhood of Paris, were fairly taken in by it, in Consequence of an innocent Piece of Waggery played off upon them, by a Person who possesses this Talent in a very eminent Degree.
The Author of this Performance is known to many of the Curious, by an Invention of his that has lately been announced in some of the foreign Papers, which he calls the Scapandre , and of which we shall give a short Account. Having brought this useful Piece of Machinery, as he affirms, to its utmost Perfection, his Attention was excited towards a new and very different Object, in Consequence of a Conversation at which he was present about two Years ago, in which some Persons of Learning and Probity related many surprising Circumstances concerning the Talents of a certain Ventriloquist, one M. St. Gille, a Grocer at St. Germain en Laye, not far from Paris; whose Powers in that Way were astonishing, and had given Occasion to many singular and diverting Scenes. The Author was so struck at the marvelous Anecdotes related to him that he immediately formed the Resolution of first ascertaining the Matter of Fact by the Testimony of his own Senses, and then of inquiring into the Cause and Manner in which the Phenomena were produced.
After some preparatory and necessary Steps (for M. St. Gille, he had been told, did not choose to gratify the Curiosity of every one) the Abbé waited upon him, informed him of his Design, and was very cordially received. He was taken into a Parlour on the Ground Floor, when M. St. Gille and himself sat on the opposite Sides of a small Fire, with only a Table between them, the Author keeping his Eyes constantly fixed upon M. St. Gille all the Time. Half an Hour had passed, during which that Gentleman diverted the Abbé with the Relation of many comick Scenes which he had given Occasion to by this Talent of his, when, all on a sudden, the Abbé heard himself called by his Name and Title, in a Voice that seemed to come from the Roof of a House at a Distance. He was almost petrified with Astonishment. On recollecting himself, however, and asking M. St. Gille whether he had not just then given him a Specimen of his Art, he was answered only by a Smile; but while the Abbé was pointing to the House from which the Voice had appeared to him to proceed, his Surprise was augmented on hearing himself answered, "it was not from that Quarter," apparently in the same Kind of Voice as before, but which now seemed to issue from under the Earth, at one of the Corners of the Room. In short, this factitious Voice played, as it were, every Where about him, and seemed to proceed from any Quarter, or Distance, from which the Operator chose to transmit it to him. The Illusion was so very strong, that, prepared as the Abbé was for this Kind of Conversation, his mere Senses were absolutely incapable of undeceiving him. Though conscious that the Voice proceeded from the Mouth of M. St. Gille, that Gentleman appeared absolutely mute while he was exercising this Talent, nor could the Author perceive any Change whatever in his Countenance. He observed, however, at this first Visit, that M. St. Gille contrived, but without any Affectation, to present only the Profile of his Face to him while he was speaking as a Ventriloquist.
The Author then relates at length all the Testimonies that he has been able to collect relating to the few Ventriloquists that have been described by different Authors, within the last two or three Hundred Years. From this Collection we shall only extract the Substance of a little History given by Brodeau, a learned Critick in the 16th Century, who relates one of the singular Feats performed by a most capital Ventriloquist and Cheat in his Time; who had not only the Talent of emitting a Voice from any Distance, or in any Direction, but had likewise a particular Knack at counterfeiting the Tone or Manner of speaking of those with whom he had at any Time conversed. He was called Louis Brabant, and was Valet de Chambre to Francis I. Louis, it seems, had fallen most desperately in Love with a young, handsome, and rich Heiress; but was rejected by the Parents, as an unsuitable Match for their Daughter, on Account of the Lowness of his Circumstances. The young Lady's Father dying, he makes a Visit to the Widow, who was totally ignorant of his singular Talent. Suddenly, on his first Appearance, in open Day, in her own House, and in the Presence of several Persons who were with her, she hears herself accosted, in a Voice perfectly resembling that of her dead Husband, and which seemed to proceed from above, exclaiming, "Give my Daughter in Marriage to Louis Brabant. He is a Man of great Fortune, and of an excellent Character. I now endure the inexpressible Torments of Purgatory for having refused her to him. If you obey this Admonition, I shall soon be delivered from this Place of Torment. You will at the same Time provide a worthy Husband for your Daughter, and procure everlasting Repose to the Soul of your poor Husband."
The Widow could not for a Moment resist this dread Summons, which had not the most distant Appearance of proceeding from Louis Brabant; whose Countenance exhibited no visible Change, and whose Lips were close and motionless, during the Delivery of it. Accordingly she consents immediately to receive him for her Son in Law. Louis's Finances, however, were in a very low Situation; and the Formalities attending the Marriage Contract rendered it necessary for him to exhibit some Show of Riches, and not to give the Ghost the Lie direct. He accordingly goes to work upon a fresh Subject, one Cornu, an old and rich Banker at Lyons, who had accumulated immense Wealth by Usury and Extortion, and was known to be haunted by Remorse of Conscience on Account of the Manner in which he had acquired it.
Paving over the preliminary Steps and Preparations, behold Louis Brabant tête à tête with the old Usurer, in his little back Parlour, preparing him for his ensuing Operations upon him, by artfully turning the Conversation upon religious Subjects, on Demons and Spectres, the Pains of Purgatory, and the Torments of Hell. During an Interval of Silence between them, a Voice is heard which to the astonished Banker seems to be that of his deceased Father, complaining, as in the former Case, of his dreadful Situation in Purgatory, and calling upon him to deliver him instantly from thence, by putting into the Hands of Louis Brabant, then with him, a large Sum for the Redemption of Christians then in Slavery with the Turks; threatening him, at the same Time, with eternal Damnation, if he did not take this Method to expiate likewise his own Sins. The Reader will naturally suppose that Louis Brabant affected a due Degree of Astonishment upon the Occasion, and farther promoted the Deception by acknowledging his having devoted himself to the Prosecution of the charitable Design imputed to him by the Ghost.
An old Usurer is naturally suspicious. Accordingly the wary Banker makes a second Appointment with the Ghost's Delegate, for the next Day; and, to render any Design of imposing upon him utterly abortive, takes him into the open Field, where not a House or a Tree, or even a Bush or a Pit, were in Sight, capable of screening any supposed Conederate. This extraordinary Caution excited the Ventriloquist, on his Part, to exert all the Powers of his Art. Wherever the Banker conducts him, at every Step his Ears are saluted on all Sides with the Complaints and Groans not only of his Father but of all his deceased Relations, imploring him for the Love of God, and in the Name of every Saint in the Kalender, to have Mercy on his own Soul and theirs, by effectually seconding with his Purse the Intentions of his worthy Companion. Cornu could no longer resist the Voice of Heaven, and accordingly carries his

POETS CORNER.
An ODE to VIRTUE.
LONG have I sought the Living 'midst the Dead; Far from the Crowd art thou, O Virtue fled;
NORFOLK, June 28, 1773.
THE Subscriber being now set up in Business on his own Account, makes and sells all Kinds of BOOTS and SHOES...
THE Person who is in Possession of the HALF ACRE LOT No. 171, in the Town of Manchester...
THE ship BETSEY, Burthen 460 Hogsheds, lately built at Norfolk, will be at Bermuda Hundred...
FOR SALE,
A MULATTO BOY between seventeen and eighteen Years of Age, who is a very valuable Servant...
Bute County, North Carolina, June 14, 1773
AS I intend to move into Virginia, I will sell the following Tracts of LAND in this County...
N. B. I will take Negroes in Part, or all, of the first Payment for the first mentioned Tract...
To be SOLD to the highest Bidder, on Thursday the 26th of August, if fair, otherwise next fair Day,
A VERY valuable Tract of LAND on James River, in Amherst County, a few Miles below Doctor William Cabell's...
N. B. An undoubted Title, in Fee Simple, will be made by the Trustees...
To be SOLD, either by publick or private Sale, on Thursday the 15th of JULY, being Norfolk County Court Day,
A TRACT of LAND, containing 550 Acres, lying on the Head of Old Mill Creek, in the aforesaid County...
To be SOLD, on Thursday the 15th Instant (July) at PORTO BELLO,
ALL the personal Estate of the late William Drummond, deceased, consisting of CATTLE, HOGS, HORSES, SHEEP, HOUSEHOLD and KITCHEN FURNITURE...
RUN away from the Subscriber, in Mecklenburg, on the 24th of May last, a Negro Man named JAMES...
RUN away from the Subscriber, in Mecklenburg, on the 4th of June, a likely Virginia born NEGRO FELLOW...
COMMITTED to Sussex Jail, on the 13th of May last, a Virginia born Negro Man who says he belongs to Mr. Hugh Hulton...
TAKEN up, in Caroline, a small black HORSE, branded on the near Buttock I, trots, and has had a very fore Back.
TAKEN up, in Amherst, a dark bay HORSE about four Feet seven or eight Inches high, one hind Foot white...
TAKEN up, in Pittsylvania, a black MARE about four Feet five Inches high, two or three Years old, undocked...
TAKEN up, in Pittsylvania, a bright bay MARE about four Feet four or five Inches high, and branded on the near Shoulder and Buttock...
JUNE 24, 1773.
LEFT with me for Sale, a Parcel of well bought IRISH LINENS, OSNABRUGS, SILK, COTTON, and THREAD STOCKINGS...
YORK County, June 17, 1773.
THIS is to give farther Notice to those indebted to the Estate of Thomas Chisman, deceased...
NORFOLK, June 21, 1773.
THE Brig MOLLY, THOMAS PRICE Master, about two Years old, will take in Freight for Lisbon or Madeira...
HANOVER, June 17, 1773.
THE Subscriber intends to leave the Colony very soon, and desires that all Persons who have Demands against him will apply for Payment...
YORK, June 22, 1773.
AS I have now declined Trade in Favour of my Brother Hawkins, so that I have no Connexion with him from the Date hereof...
TO BE SOLD,
A VALUABLE Tract of LAND, containing 1800 Acres, lying on Swift Creek, in Chesterfield County...
FOR SALE,
And to be entered on next CHRISTMAS,
TRACT of about 600 Acres of LAND on Turkey Creek, in Hanover County, adjoining Goochland County Line...
WILLIAM POLLARD.
For SALE, or to be LEASED for a TERM of YEARS,
A LOT in the Town of Newcastle, conveniently situated on the main Street, whereon is a large commodious Storehouse...
SAMUEL PEARSON.
STRAYED from my Plantation, in Amelia,
near Mr. John Tabb's lower Store, on the 20th of May last, a pale sorrel HORSE about four Feet eight Inches high...
JOHN RANDOLPH.
TAKEN up, near Page's Warehouse, in Hanover, a black HORSE COLT, neither cut, docked, nor branded...
MARY HOOD.
WANTS EMPLOYMENT,
A YOUNG Man who has been brought up in a Store, understands Book-keeping, is capable of taking Charge of a Store...
FIVE POUNDS, REWARD.
RUN away from the Subscriber, in Charles City, last March was a Twelvemonth, a very light Mulatto Fellow named JESSE...
CHARLES CHRISTIAN.
YORK Town, June 9, 1773.
THE Subscribers being very solicitous to comply with the Will of their Testator, the late Honourable William Nelson...
THOMAS NELSON, Junior. HUGH NELSON. RO. C. NICHOLAS.
SUFFOLK, May 26, 1773.
WHEREAS, by the Death of Mr. Josiah Granbery, the Partnership of Gibson, Granbery, and Company, is dissolved...
All Persons who have any Demands against the said Concern, or the Estate of Josiah Granbery, deceased, are desired to give in their Claims...
RUN away from on Board the Matty, lying
in Pagan Creek, on the 21st of April, a Negro Man named JACK, alias Phil, about twenty one Years of Age...
JAMES PRUDDEN.
TO BE SOLD,
ABOUT fourteen Thousand Acres of exceeding good LAND in the County of Pittsylvania. For Terms apply to Mr. Hugh Rose of Amherst...
CAROLINE, May 7, 1773. THOMAS LOMAX.
TO BE SOLD,
A VALUABLE Tract of LAND, containing about sixteen Hundred Acres, more or less, lying on the River Suckers, in Berkley County...