_Trim_ could not sustain this unexpected Stroke;—so _Trim_ march’d off the Field, without Colours flying, or his Horn sounding, or any other Ensigns of Honour whatever. Whether after this _Trim_ intends to rally a second Time, or whether _Trim_ may not take it into his Head to claim the Victory,—no one but _Trim_ himself can inform you:—However, the general Opinion, upon the whole, is this, That, in three several pitch’d Battles, _Trim_ has been so trimm’d, as never disastrous Hero was _trimm’d_ before him. THE KEY. This _Romance_ was, by some Mischance or other, dropp’d in the _Minster-Yard, York_, and pick’d up by a Member of a small Political Club in that City; where it was carried, and publickly read to the Members the last Club Night. It was instantly agreed to, by a great Majority, That it was a _Political Romance;_ but concerning what State or Potentate, could not so easily be settled amongst them. The President of the Night, who is thought to be as clear and quick-lighted as any one of the whole Club in Things of this Nature, discovered plainly, That the Disturbances therein set forth, related to those on the _Continent:_—That _Trim_ could be Nobody but the King of _France_, by whole shifting and intriguing Behaviour, all _Europe_ was set together by the Ears:—That _Trim_’s Wife was certainly the _Empress_, who are as kind together, says he, as any Man and Wife can be for their Lives.—The more Shame for ’em, says an Alderman, low to himself.—Agreeable to this Key, continues the President,—The _Parson_, who I think is a most excellent Character,—is His Most Excellent Majesty King _George;_—_John_, the Parish-Clerk, is the King of _Prussia;_ who, by the Manner of his first entering _Saxony_, shew’d the World most evidently,—That he did know how to lead out the Psalm, and in Tune and Time too, notwithstanding _Trim_’s vile Insult upon him in that Particular.—But who do you think, says a Surgeon and Man-Midwife, who sat next him, (whose Coat-Button the President, in the Earnestness of this Explanation, had got fast hold of, and had thereby partly drawn him over to his Opinion) Who do you think, Mr. President, says he, are meant by the _Church-Wardens, Sides-Men, Mark Slender, Lorry Slim, &c._—Who do I think? says he, Why,—Why, Sir, as I take the Thing,—the _Church-Wardens_ and _Sides-Men_, are the _Electors_ and the other _Princes_ who form the _Germanick Body_.—And as for the other subordinate Characters of _Mark Slim?_—the _unlucky Wight_ in the Plush Breeches,—the _Parson’s Man_ who was so often out of the Way, &c. &c.—these, to be sure, are the several _Marshals_ and _Generals_, who fought, or should have fought, under them the last Campaign.—The Men in _Buckram_, continued the President, are the Grofs of the King of _Prussia_’s Army, who are as _stiff_ a Body of Men as are in the World:—And _Trim_’s saying they were twelve, and then nineteen, is a Wipe for the _Brussels Gazetteer_, who, to my Knowledge, was never two