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his profession； and wasted such hours as should have been given to study
in drinking； dicing； and even less reputable pleasures。 Yet repentance
was always easy； and he accepted his first curacy； at Newmarket； with a
brave heart and a good hopefulness。 Fortunate was the choice of this
early cure。 Had he been gently guided at the outset； who knows but he
might have lived out his life in respectable obscurity？ But Newmarket
then； as now； was a town of jollity and dissipation； and Pureney yielded
without persuasion to the pleasures denied his cloth。 There was ever a
fire to extinguish at his throat； nor could he veil his wanton eye at the sight
of a pretty wench。 Again and again the lust of preaching urged him to
repent； yet he slid back upon his past gaiety； until Parson Pureney became
a byword。 Dismissed from Newmarket in disgrace； he wandered the
country up and down in search of a pulpit； but so infamous became the
habit of his life that only in prison could he find an audience fit and
responsive。
And； in the nick； the chaplaincy of Newgate fell vacant。 Here was
the occasion to temper dissipation with piety； to indulge the twofold
ambition of his life。 What mattered it； if within the prison walls he
dipped his nose more deeply into the punch…bowl than became a divine？
The rascals would but respect him the more for his prowess； and knit more
closely the bond of sympathy。 Besides； after preaching and punch he
best loved a penitent； and where in the world could he find so rich a crop
of erring souls ripe for repentance as in gaol？ Henceforth he might
threaten； bluster； and cajole。 If amiability proved fruitless he would put
cruelty to the test； and terrify his victims by a spirited reference to Hell
and to that Burning Lake they were so soon to traverse。 At last； thought
he； I shall be sure of my effect； and the prospect flattered his vanity。 In
truth； he won an immediate and assured success。 Like the common file
or cracksman； he fell into the habit of the place； intriguing with all the
cleverness of a practised diplomatist； and setting one party against the
other that he might in due season decide the trumpery dispute。 The
trusted friend of many a distinguished prig and murderer； he so intimately
mastered the slang and etiquette of the Jug； that he was appointed arbiter
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of all those nice questions of honour which agitated the more reputable
among the cross…coves。 But these were the diversions of a strenuous
mind； and it was in the pulpit or in the closet that the Reverend Thomas
Pureney revealed his true talent。
As the ruffian had a sense of drama； so he was determined that his
words should scald and bite the penitent。 When the condemned pew was
full of a Sunday his happiness was complete。 Now his deep chest would
hurl salvo on salvo of platitudes against the sounding…board； now his voice；
lowered to a whisper； would coax the hopeless prisoners to prepare their
souls。 In a paroxysm of feigned anger he would crush the cushion with
his clenched fist； or leaning over the pulpit side as though to approach the
nearer to his victims； would roll a cold and bitter eye upon them； as of a
cat watching caged birds。 One famous gesture was irresistible； and he
never employed it but some poor ruffian fell senseless to the floor。 His
stumpy fingers would fix a noose of air round some imagined neck； and so
devoutly was the pantomime studied that you almost heard the creak of the
retreating cart as the phantom culprit was turned off。 But his conduct in
the pulpit was due to no ferocity of temperament。 He merely exercised
his legitimate craft。 So long as Newgate supplied him with an enforced
audience； so long would he thunder and bluster at the wrongdoer
according to law and the dictates of his conscience。
Many； in truth； were his triumphs； but； as he would mutter in his
garrulous old age； never was he so successful as in the last exhortation
delivered to Matthias Brinsden。 Now； Matthias Brinsden incontinently
murdered his wife because she harboured too eager a love of the brandy…
shop。 A model husband； he had spared no pains in her correction。 He
had flogged her without mercy and without result。 His one design was to
make his wife obey him； which； as the Scriptures say； all wives should do。
But the lust of brandy overcame wifely obedience； and Brinsden； hoping
for the best； was constrained to cut a hole in her skull。 The next day she
was as impudent as ever； until Matthias rose yet more fiercely in his wrath；
and the shrew perished。 Then was Thomas Pureney's opportunity； and
the Sunday following the miscreant's condemnation he delivered unto him
and seventeen other malefactors the moving discourse which here follows：
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‘We shall take our text；' gruffed the Ordinary ‘From out the Psalms：
‘‘Bloodthirsty and deceitful men shall not live out half their days。'' And
firstly； we shall expound to you the heinous sin of murder； which is
unlawful （1） according to the Natural Laws； （2） according to the Jewish
Law； （3） according to the Christian Law； proportionably stronger。 By
Nature 'tis unlawful as 'tis injuring Society： as 'tis robbing God of what is
His Right and Property； as 'tis depriving the Slain of the satisfaction of
Eating； Drinking； Talking； and the Light of the Sun； which it is his right to
enjoy。 And especially 'tis unlawful； as it is sending a Soul naked and
unprepared to appear before a wrathful and avenging Deity without time
to make his Soul composedly or to listen to the thoughtful ministrations of
one （like ourselves） soundly versed in Divinity。 By the Jewish Law 'tis
forbidden； for is it not written （Gen。 ix。 6）： ‘‘Whosoever sheddeth Man's
Blood； by Man his Blood shall be shed''？ And if an Eye be given for an
Eye； a Tooth for a Tooth； how shall the Murderer escape with his
dishonoured Life？ 'Tis further forbidden by the Christian Law
（proportionably stronger）。
But on this head we would speak no word； for were not you all； O
miserable Sinners； born not in the Darkness of Heathendom； but in the
burning Light of Christian England？
‘Secondly； we will consider the peculiar wickedness of Parricide； and
especially the Murder of a Wife。 What deed； in truth； is more heinous
than that a man should slay the Parent of his own Children； the Wife he
had once loved and chose out of all the world to be a Companion of his
Days； the Wife who long had shared his good Fortune and his ill； who had
brought him with Pain and Anguish several Tokens and Badges of
Affection； the Olive Branches round about his Table？ To embrew the
hands in such blood is double Murder； as it murders not only the Person
slain； but kills the Happiness of the orphaned Children； depriving them of
Bread； and forcing them upon wicked Ways of getting a Maintenance；
which often terminate in Newgate and an ignominious death。
‘Bloodthirsty men； we have said； shall not live out half their Days。
And think not that Repentance avails the Murderer。 ‘‘Hell and
Damnation are never full'' （Prov。 xxvii。 20）； and the meanest Sinner shall
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find a place in the Lake which burns unto Eternity with Fire and
Brimstone。 Alas！ your Punishment shall not finish with the Noose。
Your ‘‘end is to be burned'' （Heb。 vi。 8）； to be burned； for the Blood that is
shed cries aloud for Vengeance。' At these words； as Pureney would relate
with a smile of recollected triumph； Matthias Brinsden screamed aloud；
and a shiver ran through the idle audience which came to Newgate on a
Black Sunday； as to a bull…baiting。 Truly； the throng of thoughtless
spectators hindered the proper solace of the Ordinary's ministrations； and
many a respectable murderer complained of the intruding mob。 But the
Ordinary； otherwise minded； loved nothing so well as a packed house； and
though he would invite the criminal to his private closet； and comfort his
solitude with pious ejaculations； he would neither shield him from
curiosity； nor tranquillise his path to the unquenchable fire。
Not only did he exercise in the pulpit a poignant and visible influence。
He boasted the confidence of many heroes。 His green old age cherished
no more famous memory than the friendship of Jonathan Wild。 He had
known the Great Man at his zenith； he had wrestled with him in the hour
of discomfiture； he had preached for his benefit that famous sermon on the
text： ‘Hide Thy Face from my sins； and blot out all my Iniquities'； he had
witnessed the hero's awful progress from Newgate to Tyburn； he had seen
him shiver at the nubbing…cheat； he had composed for him a last dying
speech； which did not shame the king of thief…takers； and whose sale
brought a comfortable prof