The Massachusetts Spy, Or, Thomas's Boston Journal

From the PENNSYLVANIA JOURNAL
PHILADELPHIA, October 13.

WHEREAS the infamous EBENEZER RICHARDSON, convicted of PERJURY and MURDER, has, at the instance of his special friend, Charles Paxton, been sent to this city as a pensioner to the honorable Commissioners at Boston; and in consideration of his many signal Services, has by them been rewarded with a quarterly payment, out of the money levied on the Americans, by Act of Parliament, without their consent: And whereas the said RICHARDSON, rioting in the spoils of his country, lurks about the wharves of this city, seeking an opportunity to distress the Trade of Philadelphia, and enslave America: And in order more effectually to answer his vile purpose, has intimately connected himself with a certain T-, a Tide-Waiter here, who publicly declared "he would not only associate with the VILLAIN, EBENEZER, but with the DEVIL himself, if so ordered by the COMMISSIONERS." Now it is expected, that all lovers of liberty, in this Province, will make diligent search after the said RICHARDSON, and having found the bird of darkness, will produce him,--tarred and feathered at the Coffee-House, there to expiate his sins against his country, by a public recantation.

TAR AND FEATHERS.

N. B. The above RICHARDSON appears to be a man of 40 years of age, is about 5 feet 4 or 5 inches high, pretty thick and broad across the shoulders, has a very ill countenance, and down look, [Cain's Phyz] usually wears a slopped hat, a piss burnt cut wig, and a blue surtout coat, with metal buttons.

PHILADELPHIA, October 20.
The description in our last paper, of the Villain EBENEZER RICHARDSON, being very accurate, he was last Monday discovered skulking at the North end of this city; and being closely pursued by many well-wishers to peace and good order, very narrowly escaped (by means of a wood) the Tar and feathers, which had several days before been prepared for HIM. As the city of Philadelphia is now, and forever must be too hot to hold this parricide, he will in all probability, try his fortune in New-York; and if, contrary to expectation, he should not there meet his reward, but should experience another hair-breadth escape, he may probably as a dernier resort, fly to the arms of his dear, dear P-, the surest and safest asylum for complicated villainy, on this side the Atlantic.