No craving for fees,

No danger—no doctor—no bailiff is near!

Your spirits this raises,

It cures your diseases,

There’s freedom and health in our Newcastle beer.

[2] A great Beer House in Newcastle at that time, kept by Moor, at the sign of the Sun.

MY LORD ’SIZE;
Or, Newcastle in an Uproar.

By J. Shield, of Newcastle.

The jailor, for trial, had brought up a thief,