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of this obstacle, which you have all granted by your great encouragement of me hitherto, I, therefore, hope for the continuance of your favours, which will entirely frustrate the deep-laid schemes of my great opponent, and lay a lasting obligation on,
Your very humble servant,
The blood of the Batchelars was up, and the following week the same paper contained this answer:—
Whereas Mr. Tubb, by an Advertisement in this paper of Monday last, has thought fit to cast some invidious reflexions upon me in respect of the lowering my Prices and being two days upon the road with other low insinuations, I beg leave to submit the following matters to the calm Consideration of the Gentlemen, Ladies and other Passengers, of what Degree soever, who have been pleased to favour me, viz.:—
That our Family first set up the Stage Coach from London to Lewes, and have continued it for a long Series of Years, from Father to Son, and other Branches of the same Race, and that even before the Turnpikes on the Lewes Eoad were erected they drove their Stage, in the Summer Season, in one day, and have continued to do so ever since, and now in the Winter Season twice in the week. And it is likewise to be considered that many aged and infirm Persons, who did not chuse to rise early in the morning, were very desirous to be two Days on the road for their own Ease and Conveniency, therefore there was no Obstacle to be removed. And as to lowering my prices, let every one judge whether, when an old Servant of the Country perceives an Endeavour to suppress and supplant him in his Business, he is not well justified in taking all measures in his Power for his own Security, and even to oppose an unfair Adversary so far as he can. 'Tis, therefore, hoped that the Descendants of your very ancient Servants will still meet with your farther Encouragement, and leave the schemes of our little Opponent to their proper deserts.
I am, Your old and present
most obedient Servant,
0 disingenuous Batchelar! You did not inform your London and Brighton patrons that the two-days' journey was broken at the Dorset Arms, East Grinstead; that your own family owned that famous hostelry, and that they drew not only the coaching fee, but also the lodging bill of those who " did not chuse to rise early in the morning." But his burst of virtuous indignation seems to have had its effect, for J. Tubb did not reply to his "great opponent." He bided his time and a few years later purchased from Batchelar's executors the rival business which had given him such sad worrying.