built in their more prosperous Days. Butno sooner had she stepped on Shore at Dover,with a Child in each hand, than she wasseized by the officers of the Dutcheſs, & con::ducted by them to a snug little Newgateof their Lady's, which she had erected forthe [.]reception of her own private Prisoners.

No sooner had Eliza entered her Dungeonthan the first thought which occurred toher, was how to get out of it again.

She went to the Door; but it was locked.She looked at the Window; but it was barredwith iron; disappointed in both her expec::tations, she dispaired of effecting her Escape;when she fortunately perceived in aCorner of her Cell, a small saw & a Ladder