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 Mr. James Spiller, Comedian. 9

spend as much of your breath as you please to talk to him, but he will never hear a word you say: I have been plagued with him this hour in the stable about his do'd horse, and tho' I roared out in his deaf ears as loud as ever I could, till I had almost split iny throat I could not make him understand me one word, and there's his horse still in the stable, I dare not turn him out, for fear he should be lost, and the deaf son of a b-h should swear that I took charge of him.-Lord! cried the hostess, I do not know how we shall get shut of him.-Troth madam, answered the hostler, I fancy it will be best to let him alone, and give him nothing that he calls for to eat or drink, and perhaps that may soon tire him of being here.

The hostler's advice was thought very good, and therefore resolved on by his mistress, to be put in execution. So there stood poor Spiller for some time, stareing about him, and could neither get a seat to sit down, nor any thing to drink; but by and by, observing the servants to carry out of the kichen, a cover of smoking hot dishes, he immediatly follows them into a room, where there was about twenty gentlemen going to supper. So, as soon as he came into the roon, he pulled off his hat, and after hanging it upon a peg, he stood there as mute as a fish. At length, one of the gentlemen observing him, and also that he was a stranger,