What a World do we inhabit! where there is not only with us a great _Roaring-Lyon-Devil_ daily seeking whom of us he may devour, and innumerable Millions of lesser Devils hovering in the whole Atmosphere over us, nay, and for ought we know, other Millions always invisibly moving about us, and perhaps in us, or at least in many of us; but that have, besides all these, a vast many counterfeit _Hocus Pocus Devils_; human _Devils_, who are visible among us, of our own Species and Fraternity, conversing with us upon all Occasions; who like Mountebanks set up their Stages in every Town, chat with us at every Tea-Table, converse with us in every Coffee-House, and impudently tell us to our Faces that they are Devils, boast of it, and use a thousand Tricks and Arts to make us believe it too, and that too often with Success. It must be confess'd there is a strong Propensity in Man's Nature, especially the more ignorant part of Mankind, to resolve every strange Thing, or whether really strange or no, if it be but strange to us, into Devilism, and to say every Thing is the Devil, that they can give no Account of. Thus the famous Doctors of the Faculty at _Paris_, when _John Faustus_ brought the first printed Books that had then been seen in the World, or at least seen there, into the City, and sold them for Manuscripts: They were surpriz'd at the Performance, and question'd _Faustus_ about it; but he affirming they were Manuscripts, and that he kept a great many Clarks employ'd to write them, they were satisfied for a while. But looking farther into the Work, they observ'd the exact Agreement of every Book, one with another, that every Line stood in the same Place, every Page a like Number of Lines, every Line a like Number of Words; if a Word was mis-spelt in one, it was mis-spelt also in all, nay, that if there was a Blot in one, it was alike in all; they began again to muse, how this should be? in a Word, the learned Divines not being able to comprehend the Thing (and that was always sufficient) concluded it must be the _Devil_, that it was done by Magick and Witchcraft, and that in short, poor _Faustus_ (who was indeed nothing but a meer Printer) dealt with the _Devil_. N. B. _John Faustus_ was Servant, or Journeyman, or Compositor, or what you please to call it, to _Koster_ of _Harlem_, the first inventor of Printing; and having printed the Psalter, sold them at _Paris_ as Manuscripts; because as such they yielded a better Price.