[110.] Maister _Hobson_, and another of his neighbours, on a time walking to Southwarke faire, by chance drunke in a house which had the signe of Sa. _Christopher_, of the which signe the good man of the house gave this commendation; Saint _Christopher_ (quoth he) when hee lived upon the earth bore the greatest burden that ever was, which was this, he bore Christ over a river. Nay there was one (quoth maister _Hobson_) that bore a greater burden; Who was that (quoth the in keeper). Mary, quoth Maister _Hobson_, the asse that bore both him and his mother: so was the Inne keeper called asse by Craft. After this, talking merely together, the aforsaid Inne keeper being a little whitled[F. 245] with drinke, & his head so giddy that he fell into the fire, people standing by, ran sodainely and tooke him up; oh let him alone (quoth Maist. _Hobson_) a man may doe what he will in his owne house, and lie where so ever he listeth. The man having little hurt, with this sight grew immediately sober, and, after, foxed Maister _Hobson_ and his neighbour so mightely, that comming over London bridge, being very late, ranne against one of the posts, which Maister _Hobson_ thinking it to bee some man that had justled him, drew out his dodgion[F. 246] dagger, and thrust it up into the very hilt into the hollow post; whereupon verely hee had thought hee had kil'd some man: so, running away, was taken by the watch, and so all the Jest was discovered. [Footnote 245: Intoxicated.] [Footnote 246: A dudgeon dagger was one having a _boxwood_ handle.]