Memoirs of the Notorious Stephen Burroughs of New Hampshire

Memoirs of the Notorious Stephen Burroughs of New Hampshire

Author: Stephen Burroughs

Publisher:

Published: 1924

Total Pages: 400

ISBN-13:

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The entertaining saga of Stephen Burroughs, a thief, counterfeiter and convicted criminal in Colonial America. Our nation's history is full of scoundrels—con men, schemers, burglars, jewel thieves, loan sharks, blackmailers, forgers, swindlers and pickpockets. There has only been one Stephen Burroughs.


Memoirs of Stephen Burroughs; a New and Rev. Ed

Memoirs of Stephen Burroughs; a New and Rev. Ed

Author: Stephen Burroughs

Publisher: Theclassics.Us

Published: 2013-09

Total Pages: 132

ISBN-13: 9781230429458

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1858 edition. Excerpt: ... sought for. I at this moment viewed myself in a state of desperation, and had an inclination of rushing into the streets and commencing war with the whole human race. When I tuok a view of the world, of the pomp and splendor which surrounded crowds that perpetually passed before my eyes: to see them roll in affluence and luxury, inhabiting lofty houses, with superb equipages, and feasting upon all the delicacies of life; under these affluent circumstances, withholding from me what would never be missed from their abundance; myself destitute of every necessary of life, and looking in vain to those who from their superfluity could spare enough to relieve my distress and feel no diminution in their own property, brought to my mind a train of ideas that were desperate and horrid, and almost reduced me to a state of madness. Under this situation I could not suppress the overflowings of my feelings. My eyes lighted up with indignation, my countenance was fortified with despair, my heart was swollen to that bigness which was almost too with a tranquil horror, composedly took my hat, and politely bid Mr. Niles farewell. I believe the desperate emotions of my heart were apparently manifested to his view by my countenance: his apparent immovable insensibility relaxed, he put his hand in his pocket and handed me three dollars. This act of kindness in a moment melted the ferocious feelings of my heart, and I burst into tears; all those desperate sensations vanished, and I again found myself a man. With this small sum I determined to leave the city of Philadelphia, and still pursue on towards my destined place of abode. I paid my tavern bill, which I found much smaller than I expected, and afterwards took the Baltimore stage-wagon, and went on as far...