DEAR MADAM -- Yesterday midnight I was escorted to this neighbourhood by a noble troop of Light Horse, and delivered into the care of Mr Newman (by Mr Taylor, the magistrate and M.P.) as a state prisoner of the first class. For eight years I have never found my mind so tranquil as since this melancholy but necessary catastrophe, as the merits or demerits of my peculiar case must be regularly unfolded in a criminal court of justice to ascertain the guilty party, by a jury of my country. I have to request the favour of you to send me three or four shirts, some cravats, handkerchiefs, night-caps, stockings, &c, out of my drawers, together with comb, soap, tooth-brush, with any other trifle that presents itself which you think I may have occasion for, and inclose them in my leather trunk, and the key please to send sealed, per bearer; also my great-coat, flannel gown, and black waistcoat: which will much oblige,
Dear madam, your very obedient servant,
JOHN BELLINGHAM.
To the above please to add the prayer-books.'
After two o'clock, Bellingham ate a "hearty dinner", and requested that in future he might dine at about the same hour. He passed the day in a "tranquil manner" retiring to bed at twelve and slept again under the watch of two men during the night.
Notes
The above is taken from the information and language used by the Newgate Trial series and can be found here.
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