Imatges de pÓgina

Dame, said I, as loud as I could bawl, do you know

what a Loss I have had? Nay, faid she, my Lord * Collway's Folks are all

Very fad;


my Lord + Dromedary comes a Tuesday without fail; Pugh! said I, but that's not the Bufiness that I ail. Says 5 Cary, says he, I have been a Servant this

Five and Twenty Years, come Spring; And in all the Places I liv'd, I never heard of such

a Thing Yes, says the Steward, I remember, when I was at

my Lady Shrewsbury's, Such a Thing as this happen'd, just about the Time

of Gooseberries. So I went to the Party suspected, and I found her

full of Grief; (Now you must know, of all Things in the World, I hate a Thief.)



* Galway. † Drogheda, who with the Primate were to fucceed the two Earls. Clerk of the Kitchen


However, I was xefolv’d to bring the Discourse fli

ly about; Mrs. * Dukes, said I, here's an ugly Accident has

happen'd out : 'Tis not that I value the Money 5 three Skips of a

Louse; But the Thing I stand upon is, the Credit of the

House: 'Tis true, Seven Pounds, Four Shillings, and Six

Pence, makes a great Hole in my Wages ; Besides, as they say, Service is no Inheritance in

these Ages. Now, Mrs. Dukes, you know, and every Body un

derstands, That tho' 'tis hard to judge, yet Money can't go

without Hands. The Devil take me, said the (bleffing her felf,) if

ever I saw't! So she roar'd like a Bedlam, as thof I had call'd her

all to naught: Şo you

know, what could I say to her any more : I e’en left her, and came away as wise as I was before,

Well :

* A Servant, one of the Footmen's Wives. An ufual Saya ing of bers.

Well : But then they would have had me gone to

the Cunning-Man: No, said I, 'tis the fame Thing, the Chaplain will

be here anon. So the Chaplain came in. Now the Servants say

he is my Sweet-heart, Becaufe he's always in my Chamber, and I always

take his Part; So, as the Devil would have it, before I was aware,

out I blunder'd, Parfon, said I, can you çast a Nativity, when a

Body's plunder'd ? (Now you must know, he hates to be callid Parfon

like the Devil.) Truly, says he, Mrs. Nab, it might become you to

be more civil: If your Money be gone, as a learned Divine says,

d'ye see, You

are no Text for my handling, so take that from

me :

I was never taken for a Conjurer before, I'd have

you to know : Zord, said I, don't be angry, I am sure I never chought you so :


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You know, I honour the Cloth ; I design to be a

Parson's Wife; I never took one in g'our Coat for a Conjurer in all

my Life.

With that, he twisted his Girdle at me like a Ropes

as who should say, Now you may go hang yourself for me; and so

went away. Well; I thought, I should have fwoon’d: Lord,

said I, what shall I do? I have lost my Money; and I shall lose my True

love too. So, my Lord call'd me; * Harry, said my Lord

don't cry,

I'll give something towards thy Loss: And say's my

Lady, so will I. Oh! but said I; what if after all, the Chaplain

won't come to? For that, he said, (an't please your Excellençies,)

I must petition You.

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* A Cant Word of my Lord and Lady to Mrs. Harris,

The Premisses tenderly consider'd; I defire your

Excellencies Protection : And that I may have a Share in next Sunday's Col

a lection : And over and above, that I may have

lencies Letter, With an Order for the Chaplain aforesaid; or in

stead of him a better. And then your poor Petitioner, both Night and Day, Or the Chaplain (for 'tis his Trade,) as in Duty

bound, shall ever pray.

your Excel


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