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bodies they were obliged to come so near。  And had it not been that

the number of poor people who wanted employment and wanted

bread (as I have said before) was so great that necessity drove them to

undertake anything and venture anything; they would never have

found people to be employed。  And then the bodies of the dead would

have lain above ground; and have perished and rotted in a dreadful manner。



But the magistrates cannot be enough commended in this; that they

kept such good order for the burying of the dead; that as fast as any of

these they employed to carry off and bury the dead fell sick or died; as

was many times the case; they immediately supplied the places with

others; which; by reason of the great number of poor that was left out

of business; as above; was not hard to do。  This occasioned; that

notwithstanding the infinite number of people which died and were

sick; almost all together; yet they were always cleared away and

carried off every night; so that it was never to be said of London that

the living were not able to bury the dead。



As the desolation was greater during those terrible times; so the

amazement of the people increased; and a thousand unaccountable

things they would do in the violence of their fright; as others did the

same in the agonies of their distemper; and this part was very

affecting。  Some went roaring and crying and wringing their hands

along the street; some would go praying and lifting up their hands to

heaven; calling upon God for mercy。  I cannot say; indeed; whether

this was not in their distraction; but; be it so; it was still an indication

of a more serious mind; when they had the use of their senses; and

was much better; even as it was; than the frightful yellings and cryings

that every day; and especially in the evenings; were heard in some

streets。  I suppose the world has heard of the famous Solomon Eagle;

an enthusiast。  He; though not infected at all but in his head; went

about denouncing of judgement upon the city in a frightful manner;

sometimes quite naked; and with a pan of burning charcoal on his

head。  What he said; or pretended; indeed I could not learn。



I will not say whether that clergyman was distracted or not; or

whether he did it in pure zeal for the poor people; who went every

evening through the streets of Whitechappel; and; with his hands lifted

up; repeated that part of the Liturgy of the Church continually; 'Spare

us; good Lord; spare Thy people; whom Thou has redeemed with Thy

most precious blood。' I say; I cannot speak positively of these things;

because these were only the dismal objects which represented

themselves to me as I looked through my chamber windows (for I

seldom opened the casements); while I confined myself within doors

during that most violent raging of the pestilence; when; indeed; as I

have said; many began to think; and even to say; that there would

none escape; and indeed I began to think so too; and therefore kept

within doors for about a fortnight and never stirred out。  But I could

not hold it。  Besides; there were some people who; notwithstanding

the danger; did not omit publicly to attend the worship of God; even in

the most dangerous times; and though it is true that a great many

clergymen did shut up their churches; and fled; as other people did;

for the safety of their lives; yet all did not do so。  Some ventured to

officiate and to keep up the assemblies of the people by constant

prayers; and sometimes sermons or brief exhortations to repentance

and reformation; and this as long as any would come to hear them。

And Dissenters did the like also; and even in the very churches where

the parish ministers were either dead or fled; nor was there any room

for making difference at such a time as this was。



It was indeed a lamentable thing to hear the miserable lamentations

of poor dying creatures calling out for ministers to comfort them and

pray with them; to counsel them and to direct them; calling out to God

for pardon and mercy; and confessing aloud their past sins。  It would

make the stoutest heart bleed to hear how many warnings were then

given by dying penitents to others not to put off and delay their

repentance to the day of distress; that such a time of calamity as this

was no time for repentance; was no time to call upon God。  I wish I

could repeat the very sound of those groans and of those exclamations

that I heard from some poor dying creatures when in the height of

their agonies and distress; and that I could make him that reads this

hear; as I imagine I now hear them; for the sound seems still to ring in

my ears。



If I could but tell this part in such moving accents as should alarm

the very soul of the reader; I should rejoice that I recorded those

things; however short and imperfect。



It pleased God that I was still spared; and very hearty and sound in

health; but very impatient of being pent up within doors without air;

as I had been for fourteen days or thereabouts; and I could not restrain

myself; but I would go to carry a letter for my brother to the post…

house。  Then it was indeed that I observed a profound silence in the

streets。  When I came to the post…house; as I went to put in my letter I

saw a man stand in one corner of the yard and talking to another at a

window; and a third had opened a door belonging to the office。  In the

middle of the yard lay a small leather purse with two keys hanging at

it; with money in it; but nobody would meddle with it。  I asked how

long it had lain there; the man at the window said it had lain almost an

hour; but that they had not meddled with it; because they did not know

but the person who dropped it might come back to look for it。  I had

no such need of money; nor was the sum so big that I had any

inclination to meddle with it; or to get the money at the hazard it

might be attended with; so I seemed to go away; when the man who

had opened the door said he would take it up; but so that if the right

owner came for it he should be sure to have it。  So he went in and

fetched a pail of water and set it down hard by the purse; then went

again and fetch some gunpowder; and cast a good deal of powder

upon the purse; and then made a train from that which he had thrown

loose upon the purse。  The train reached about two yards。  After this

he goes in a third time and fetches out a pair of tongs red hot; and

which he had prepared; I suppose; on purpose; and first setting fire to

the train of powder; that singed the purse and also smoked the air

sufficiently。  But he was not content with that; but he then takes up the

purse with the tongs; holding it so long till the tongs burnt through the

purse; and then he shook the money out into the pail of water; so he

carried it in。  The money; as I remember; was about thirteen shilling

and some smooth groats and brass farthings。



There might perhaps have been several poor people; as I have

observed above; that would have been hardy enough to have ventured

for the sake of the money; but you may easily see by what I have

observed that the few people who were spared were very careful of

themselves at that time when the distress was so exceeding great。



Much about the same time I walked out into the fields towards Bow;

for I had a great mind to see how things were managed in the river

and among the ships; and as I had some concern in shipping; I had a

notion that it had been one of the best ways of securing one's self from

the infection to have retired into a ship; and musing how to satisfy my

curiosity in that point; I turned away over the fields from Bow to

Bromley; and down to Blackwall to the stairs which are there for

landing or taking water。



Here I saw a poor man walking on the bank; or sea…wall; as they call

it; by himself。  I walked a while also about; seeing the houses all shut

up。  At last I fell into some talk; at a distance; with this poor man; first

I asked him how peop

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