The Female Highway Hector:
OR,
An Account of a Woman, who was lately arraign'd for
robbing on the high-way in man's apparel: Containing, A Relation of seve-
ral noted Exploits which she perform'd in that bold Undertaking.
To an excellent new Tune called The Rant.
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YOu Gallants of every Station,
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give ear to a Frollicksome Song;
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The like was ne'er seen in the Nation,
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done by a Female so young.
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She bought her a Mare and a Bridle,
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a Saddle, and Pistols also,
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She resolved she would not be idle,
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for upon the Pad she did go.
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She Cloathed her self in great Splendor,
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for Breeches and Sword she had on,
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Her Body appear'd very slender;
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she show'd like a pretty Young-man.
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And then like a Padder so witty,
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she mounted with speed on her Mare;
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She left all her Friends in the City,
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and steered her Course towards Ware.
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The first that she met was a Grocer
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was walking with Cane in his Hand,
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She soon to the Spark came up closer,
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and boldly she bid him to stand.
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She took from him but a Guinea,
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and then met a Taylor with Shears,
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And because the poor Rogue had no Money,
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she genteely clipt of his Ears.
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The next that she met was a Tanner.
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for loss of his money he cry'd,
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And because he bauld in this manner,
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she handsomely tanned his Hide.
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She rode about seven-miles farther,
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and then a Stage-Coach she did Rob;
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The Passengers all cry'd out Murther:
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but this was a Fifty-pound Jobb.
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And then she robb'd a Welsh Miller,
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she fac'd him and gave him the Word:
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Hur splutter'd, and swore hur would kill hur,
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if that hur had got but hur Sword.
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And then she came up with a Quaker,
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she told him, she must have his Coin:
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Quoth he, Thou silly Wise-acre
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thou shalt have no Money of mine.
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She show'd him a Pistol to prove him;
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he told her by Yea and by Nay,
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That since the good Spirit did move him,
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she might take his Money away.
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An Excise-man, she then next accoasted
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and bid him Deliver with speed;
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He often of Valour had boasted,
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but he was a Coward indeed.
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She Rifled him then of his Money;
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oh! this was a very rich Prize,
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She took from him Four-score Guineys,
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which he had receiv'd for Excise.
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The next that she met was a Padder,
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well mounted upon a bay a Nag;
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Oh! this made her so much the gladder,
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she told him she wanted a bag.
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He thought she would certainly fight him,
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prepared himself out of hand:
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And she was resolved to fright him,
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she damn'd him, and bid him to stand.
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He presently drew out his Rapier
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and bid her to stand on her guard;
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But quickly away she did Caper,
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the High-way-man, follow'd her hard.
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He follow'd and soon overtook her,
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and searched her Breeches with speed;
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And as he did well overlook her,
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he found her a Woman indeed!
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The High-way-man stood all amazed;
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but she had no cause to complain.
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Tho' with her he did what he pleased,
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he gave her the Money again.
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