Tobacco is the currant Coyn of _Mary-Land_, and will sooner purchase Commodities from the Merchant, {69} then money. I must confess the _New-England_ men that trade into this Province, had rather have fat Pork for their Goods, than Tobacco or Furrs (see note No. 44), which I conceive is, because their bodies being fast bound up with the cords of restringent Zeal, they are fain to make use of the lineaments of this _Non-Canaanite_ creature physically to loosen them; for a bit of a pound upon a two-peny Rye loaf, according to the original Receipt, will bring the costiv’st red-ear’d Zealot in some three hours time to a fine stool, if methodically observed. _Medera_-Wines, Sugars, Salt, Wickar-Chairs, and Tin Candlesticks, is the most of the Commodities they bring in: They arrive in _Mary-Land_ about _September_, being most of them Ketches and Barkes, and such small Vessels, and those dispersing themselves into several small Creeks of this Province, to sell and dispose of their Commodities, where they know the Market is most fit for their small Adventures. _Barbadoes_ (see note No. 45), together with the several adjacent Islands, has much Provision yearly from this Province: And though these Sun-burnt _Phaetons_ think to outvye _Mary-Land_ in their Silks and Puffs, daily speaking against her whom their necessities makes them beholding to, and like so many _Don Diegos_ that becackt _Pauls_, cock their Felts and look big upon’t; yet if a man could go down into their infernals, and see how it fares with them there, I believe he would hardly find any other Spirit to {70} buoy them up, then the ill-visaged Ghost of want, that continually wanders from gut to gut to feed upon the undigested rynes of Potatoes. _Trafique is Earth’s great Atlas, that supports_ _The pay of Armies, and the height of Courts,_ _And makes Mechanicks live, that else would die_ _Meer starving Martyrs to their penury:_ _None but the Merchant of this thing can boast,_ _He, like the Bee, comes loaden from each Coast,_ _And to all Kingdoms, as within a Hive,_ _Stows up those Riches that doth make them thrive:_ _Be thrifty_, Mary-Land, _keep what thou hast in store,_ _And each years Trafique to thy self get more._ {71} A Relation of the Customs, Manners, Absurdities, and Religion of the SUSQUEHANOCK (see note No. 46) INDIANS in and near MARY-LAND.