moved and bent every finger. I never saw so fine a set of teeth
in my life. A young lady, a fellow prisoner, wished much to have
a tooth; I tried to get one out for her, but could not, they
were so firmly fixed. The feet also were very beautiful. The
face and cheeks were just as if he were alive. I rolled his
eyes: the eye-balls were perfectly firm under my finger. The
French and English prisoners {244} gave money to the
sans-culottes for showing the body. They said he was a good
sans-culotte, and they were going to put him into a hole in the
public churchyard like other sand-culottes; and he was carried
away, but where the body was thrown I never heard. King George
IV. tried all in his power to get tidings of the body, but could
not. Around the chapel were several wax moulds of the face hung
up, made probably at the time of the king's death, and the
corpse was very like them. The body had been originally kept at
the palace of St. Germain, from whence it was brought to the
convent of the Benedictines. Mr. Porter, the prior, was a
prisoner at the time in his own convent."

The above I took down from Mr. Fitz-Simons' own mouth, and read it to
him, and he said it was perfectly correct. Sir W. Follett told me he
thought Mr. Fitz-Simons was a runaway Vinegar Hill boy. He told me that
he was a monk.

PITMAN JONES.

Exeter, Aug. 1850.

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