In a winter night, coming home very late, Tom Tram fell with his arms
before him, and at the last run his nose against a post. "What," quoth
Tom, "is my nose longer than my arms?" And afterwards he dropped into a
well that was in the yard, and crying out, "Help, help." All is not well
that is in the well. The neighbours came and pulled him out, and he
dropped like a pig that had been roasted on a spit; but he was then in a
cold condition, so he went to bed, and covered himself, but before
morning Tom became unwell; and when some had discovered this, he told
them that if he died of that sickness he should be buried by torchlight,
because none should see him go to his grave. Just as he had said, in
came a hot water man, of whom he requested to give him a sup, which
having tasted, he feigned himself to be in a hot fever, and rose up in
his clothes, ran away with the acqua vitæ man's bottle of hot water,
and took his mother's trevot, and sold it for a long hawking pole, and a
falconer's bag, which being tied to his side, and having drank up the
poor man's hot water, he came reeling home with an owl upon his fist,
saying, "It is gentlemanlike to be betwixt hawk and buzzard;" and he
told the acqua vitæ man that he had sent the trevot, with three legs, to
the next town to fill you bottles again.
CHAPTER IX.
_How he Hired himself to the Justice, and what Pranks
he played while with him._
The justice at this time being without a man, and finding Tom to be a
lively fellow, asked him if he would serve him. "Yes," quoth Tom, "for I
am a great many miles from the country." As soon as they had agreed for
wages, Tom was immediately entertained. But he had not lived long there
before the justice and his family were obliged to go to London, leaving
nobody at home but Tom. Now in the justice's absence, an officer brought
a lusty young woman and a little man with a complaint. So they knocked
at the door, and Tom let them in; then placing himself in his master's
chair, he asked the woman what she had to say, who told him that the man
whom she had brought before him ill-used her. "Adzooks," quoth Tom, "is
it possible that such a little fellow as this could ill-use such a
strapping dame as you." "Alas! sir," said she, "although he is little he
is strong." "Well, little whipper-snapper," quoth Tom, "what do you say
to this." He replied, "Like your worship it is false what she says. The
truth is, I have been at sea, and coming ashore, where I received my
pay, I met with this woman, and agreed with her for a pair of shoes for
half a crown, and when they were put on, I pulled out my purse to pay
her honestly what I had agreed for; but she seeing that I had a
considerable sum of money, contrary to our bargain, would force me to
give her ten shillings, and because I would not, but struck her as she
deserved, she has brought me before your worship." "Have you got that
purse of money?" quoth Tom. "Yes, sir," said the seaman. "Give it into
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