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The Virginia Gazette Foreign News April 10, 1746
Richmond, Richmond, Virginia
What is this article about?
A firsthand letter from Preston describes the Jacobite rebel army's brief stay in town, including the presence of the young Pretender and his companions, and anecdotes about Jenny Cameron.
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- Mean ink quality
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- Illegible ink
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- 0.0% Text in lines that scored 80–90% — somewhat shaky reads.
- Matches source
- 96.2% How closely the served text matches the raw OCR of the same boxes, letter by letter, after collapsing spacing and case. This measures agreement, not correctness: the OCR is often wrong and the extractor corrects it, so 100% does not mean perfect, and a low figure usually means poor scan text was rewritten rather than that text was lost (length vs source shows loss).
- Length vs source
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Extract of a Letter from a Lady at Preston, to her Friend in Town, dated December 14.
Yesterday the whole Rebel Army re-entered our Town, all sufficiently wearied, and out of Humour enough. There are with them four Ladies, who seem to be of some Distinction; Lady Ogilvy, Mrs. Murray, Jenny Cameron, and another, whose Name I could not learn; but they say she is the Mistress of one M'Sheridan, a Popish Priest. The two first were in a Chariot by themselves; the other two in a Coach and Six, with the young Pretender and M'Sheridan; who it seems is called the Archbishop of Canterbury. This young Pretender seemed very faint and sick, and is very assiduously ministered unto by Jenny Cameron. O'Sullivan, one of the young Pretender's Council, and a very likely Fellow, made free with our House; and we were under a Necessity to treat him civilly. He returned it obligingly enough; from him we learnt some little Anecdotes relating to Jenny Cameron. She is, it seems, the Niece of a Person of some Fashion in the Highlands; and was sent by her Uncle to pay his Compliments to the young Pretender, on his March from Lochabar to Perth. She brought with her a considerable Quantity of Cattle, some Usquebaugh, and other little Presents. When she appeared before the young Pretender's Tent, who received her very gallantly, she jumped off her Horse, and told him with great Frankness, That she came like the Queen of Sheba, to partake of the Wisdom of Solomon: He answered, And thou shalt, my Dear, partake of all that Solomon is Master of.—He took her in his Arms, and retired with her into his Tent, and were there some Time alone; the rest, Mr. Sullivan says, we are to guess.
This wild Rabble made no long Stay here, nor, I dare say, will ever come back again. They look all like hunted Hares, and had rather hear the Name of the Devil than of the Duke; but seem not to mind any body else in particular, except General Oglethorpe, whose Vivacity they are no Strangers to; but seem to hope his Forwardness may out-run his Judgment, in which, I don't doubt, they will be fatally mistaken. They are marching, or rather gone off in a very unaccountable Manner, galloping, trotting, and running, and, as we may say, bidding the D—l take the hindmost.
Yesterday the whole Rebel Army re-entered our Town, all sufficiently wearied, and out of Humour enough. There are with them four Ladies, who seem to be of some Distinction; Lady Ogilvy, Mrs. Murray, Jenny Cameron, and another, whose Name I could not learn; but they say she is the Mistress of one M'Sheridan, a Popish Priest. The two first were in a Chariot by themselves; the other two in a Coach and Six, with the young Pretender and M'Sheridan; who it seems is called the Archbishop of Canterbury. This young Pretender seemed very faint and sick, and is very assiduously ministered unto by Jenny Cameron. O'Sullivan, one of the young Pretender's Council, and a very likely Fellow, made free with our House; and we were under a Necessity to treat him civilly. He returned it obligingly enough; from him we learnt some little Anecdotes relating to Jenny Cameron. She is, it seems, the Niece of a Person of some Fashion in the Highlands; and was sent by her Uncle to pay his Compliments to the young Pretender, on his March from Lochabar to Perth. She brought with her a considerable Quantity of Cattle, some Usquebaugh, and other little Presents. When she appeared before the young Pretender's Tent, who received her very gallantly, she jumped off her Horse, and told him with great Frankness, That she came like the Queen of Sheba, to partake of the Wisdom of Solomon: He answered, And thou shalt, my Dear, partake of all that Solomon is Master of.—He took her in his Arms, and retired with her into his Tent, and were there some Time alone; the rest, Mr. Sullivan says, we are to guess.
This wild Rabble made no long Stay here, nor, I dare say, will ever come back again. They look all like hunted Hares, and had rather hear the Name of the Devil than of the Duke; but seem not to mind any body else in particular, except General Oglethorpe, whose Vivacity they are no Strangers to; but seem to hope his Forwardness may out-run his Judgment, in which, I don't doubt, they will be fatally mistaken. They are marching, or rather gone off in a very unaccountable Manner, galloping, trotting, and running, and, as we may say, bidding the D—l take the hindmost.
What sub-type of article is it?
Military Campaign
Human Interest
What keywords are associated?
Jacobite Rebellion
Rebel Army Preston
Young Pretender
Jenny Cameron
What entities or persons were involved?
The Young Pretender
Jenny Cameron
O'sullivan
Lady Ogilvy
Mrs. Murray
Where did it happen?
Preston, England
Foreign News Details
Primary Location
Preston, England
Event Date
December 14
Key Persons
The Young Pretender
Jenny Cameron
O'sullivan
Lady Ogilvy
Mrs. Murray
Outcome
the rebel army passed through preston and departed in haste, seemingly demoralized.