“Where shall one fynde a man to trust, Alwaye to stande in tyme of neede; Thee most parte now, they are unjust, Fayre in wordes, but false in deede: Neybourhed nor loue is none, True dealyng now is fled and gone.” The president, arrayed in his crimson satin gown, with his cap furred and surmounted by a pair of antlers, and seated in a chair of state beneath a canopy, commanded (by the crier of the court) every member to be covered; and in the twinkling of an eye their horns were exalted. On a velvet cushion before him lay the comuted sceptre and sword. The brethren drank out of horn-cups, and made oath upon a book of statutes bound in horn. Their revenues were derived from a toll upon all the gravel carried up Highgate Hill and Hornsey;--Cow-lane; and beyond sea, Crook-horn; Leg-horn; and Ox-mantown paying them yearly tribute! On Monday, the 2nd May, 1664, a deputation of the fraternity met at _Busby's Folly_, * near Sadler's Wells, ** Islington, from whence they marched in grand order, headed by their Captain of Pioneers, with between thirty and forty of his men, with pick-axes and spades to level the hill, and baskets to carry the gravel; * A print of Busbys Folly occurs in a rare volume, called “Views of divers noted places near London, 1731,” of which Gough, the antiquary never saw hut one copy. Its site is particularly pointed out in Ogilby's map of London to Holyhead. * “Sadler's Wells being lately opened, there is likely to be a great resort of strolling damsels, half-pay officers, peripatetic tradesmen, tars, butchers, and others, musically inclined.”--Weekly Journal, 16th March 1718. It is curious to read at the bottom of the old bills and advertisements of Sadler's Wells the following _alarming_ announcements:--“A _horse patrol_ will be sent in the New Road that night for the _protection_ of the nobility and gentry who go from the squares and that end of the town. The road also towards the city will be properly _guarded_.” “June 1783. _Patroles of horse and foot_ are stationed from Sadler's Wells' gate along the New Road to Tottenham Court turnpike; likewise from the City Road to Moorfields; also to St. John Street, and across the Spafields to Rosoman Row, from the hours of eight to eleven.” After which followed the standard, an enormous pair of horns mounted on a lofty pole, borne by three officers, and attended by the master of the ceremonies, the mace-bearer, the herald at-arms, the sword-bearer and the crier, their footsteps keeping time to a flourish of trumpets and horns. *