Being a full and true Account, how a Whig Lord was taken at Dunkirk, in the Habit of a Chimney-sweeper, and carryed before General Hill
WE have an old Saying, That it is better to play at small Game than to stand out:1 And it seems, the Whigs practice accordingly, there being nothing so little or so base, that they will not attempt, to recover
their Power. On Wednesday Morning the 9th Instant, we are certainly informed, that Collonell K–le–gr–w2 (who went to France with Generall Hill) walking in Dunkirk Streets met a tall Chimney-Sweeper with his Brooms and Poles,
and Bunch of Holly upon his Shoulders, who was followed by another of a shorter Size. The Tall Fellow cry’d in the French
Language (which the Collonel understands) Sweep, Sweep; The Collonell thought he knew the Voice, and that the Tone of it was
like one of your fine Speakers. This made him follow the Chimney-Sweeper, and examine nicely his Shape and Countenance. Besides,
he conceived also that the Chimney-Sweeper’s Man was not altogether unknown to him, so the Collonel went to wait on the Generall
who is Governor of Dunkirk for Her Majesty, and told his Honor, that he had a strong Suspicion that he had seen 
in the Streets of Dunkirk. (Now you must know, that our Courtiers call a certain great Whig L—d by the Name of ; belike, by reason of his 
and 
Countenance). That is impossible sure, said the Governor. I am confident of it said the Collonel; nay, and what is more,
the Fellow that followed him was Mr. Squash, tho’ the Master was as black as his Man;3 and if your Honor pleases, I will bring them both to you immediately, for I observed the House they went in. So, away went
the Collonel with a File of Musquiteers, and found them both in an Ale-house, that was kept by a Dutch-man. He could see nothing
of the Master, but a Leg upon each Stobb, the rest of the Body being out of sight;4 the Collonel ordered him to come down, which he did, with a great heap of Soot after him. Master and Man were immediately conducted through the Town, with a great Mob at their Heels to the Governor’s Castle, where his Honor
was sitting in a Chair with his English and French Nobles about him. The Governor with a stern Countenance asked the tall
Man who he was! He answered he was a Savoyard, (for beyond Sea, all the Chimney-Sweepers come from Savoy, a great Town in
Italy) and he spoke a sort of Gibberish like broken French. But the French Mounseers that were by, assured the Governor, he
could be no French-man, no nor Savoyard neither.5 So then the Governor spoke to him in English, said there was Witnesses ready to prove, that under pretence of sweeping Chimnyes
cheaper than other People, he endeavored to persuade the Townsfolks not to let the English come into the Town, and how as
that he should say, that the English would cut all the French-mens Throats, and that his Honor believed he was no Chimny-Sweeper
(though that was too good a Trade for him) but some Whiggish English Traitor. The Governor then gave Command, that both of
them should be washed in his Presence by two of his Guards. And first they began with the Man, and spent a whole Pail full
of Water in vain: Then they used Soap and Suds, but all to no Purpose; at last they found he was a Black-a-more, and that
they had been acting the Labor-in-vain. Then the Collonel whispered the Governor, your Honor may plainly see that this is
Squash. (Now you must know, that Squash is the Name of a Blackamore that waits upon the L—d whom the Courtiers call ). Then with a fresh Pail they began to wash the Master; but for a while, all their Scrubbing did no good; so that they thought
he was a Black-amoor too. At last they perceived some dawning of a dark sallow Brown; and the Governor immediately knew it
was the L—d , which the other, after some shuffling Excuses, confessed. The Governor then said, I am sorry to see your L—dship in such
a Condition, but you are Her Majesty’s Prisoner, and I will send you immediately to England, where the Queen my Liege may
dispose of you according to Her Royal Pleasure. Then his Honor ordered new Cloaths to be made both for Master and Man, and
sent them on Shipboard: From whence in a few Hours they landed in England.
IT is observed, that the L—d’s Face, which at best is very Black and Swarthy, hath been much darker ever since, and all the
Beauty-washes he uses, it is thought will never be able to restore it. Which wise Men reckon to be a just Judgment on him
for his late Apostacy.