At last the matter was so boulted out, that the original of the cause began at Scogins wife. [Footnote 230: Or parbreak, to vomit.] [Footnote 231: Suppose or think.] [Footnote 232: An oath, a corruption of _Jesus_.] [17.] A poor Countrey Boy came up to _London_ to be an Apprentice to a Cobler, and seeing the Lord Mayors show, and hearing that Sir _Simon Eyre_ who formerly was Lord Mayor, had been apprentice to a Shoemaker; one said to him, Is not this a brave show: I, says the Boy, _'tis this we must all come to_. [4.] A silly old fellow meeting his God son, ask'd whither he was going? To School, said the Boy: That's well, said he, there's a Penny for you; Be a good Boy, and mind your Book, and I hope I shall live to hear thee Preach my Funeral Sermon. [94.] It was said by one, that a Hangman had a contemplative Profession, because he was never at work, but he was put in minde of his own end. [94.] Why do Ladies so affect slender wastes, said one? 'Tis (replied another) because their Expences may not be too great. [67.] John Hall, beeing in a sheete (of printing, or writing) called, Knave, is said to have Carried it to y^e Vice Ch.(ancellor) Dr Gouch to complaine, who beeing walking in his garden, and vexed that hee would trouble him w^{th} such a frivolous matter, tare y^e sheete & cast it abroad. John gathers up all ye pieces: y^e D^r demanded why? Hee answered, I would bee loth to leave y^e Knave in your worship's garden. [94.] One commending a Taylor for his dexterity in his Profession; another standing by, ratified his opinion, saying, _Taylors had their business at their fingers ends_. The Bad-Husbands Folly or Poverty made known. A Man may waste and spend away his store, But if misery comes he has no help therefore, This man that brought himself into decay, Shews other Good fellows that they go not astray. To the Tune of _Come hither my own sweet Duck_. To all Good-Fellows now, [120.] I mean to sing a Song, I have wrought my own decay, and have done myself great wrong: In following the Ale-house, I have spent away my store, _Bad Company did me undo, but i'le do so no more._ That man that haunts the Ale house, and likewise the Drunken Crew, Is in danger to dye a Beggar, without any more ado; Would I might be an Example to all Good fellows sure; _Bad Company &c_ I had a fair Estate of Land, was worth forty pound a year, I sold and Mortgaged all that, and spent it in strong Beer: My wife and friends could not rule me, until I did wax poor. _Bad Company &c_ [Illustration] I came unto my Hostis, and called for Liquor apace, She saw my money was plenty, and she smiled in my face: If I said fill a Flaggon, they set two upon the score, _Bad Company &c_