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112 Then, and when I'm in a Little Better Cae, I'l throw my elf in the very Mouth of ye. The Wolfe took his Word, and o let him go; but paing ome Few Days after by the ame Houe again, he py'd the Dog in the Hall, and bad him Remember his Promie. Heark ye, my Friend, ays the Dog; Whenever you Catch me Aleep again, on the Wrong ide of the Door, never Trouble your Head to Wait for a Wedding.

N the Days of Yore, when Bulls liv'd upon Mutton, there was a Lyon had a Deign upon a Mighty Bull, and gave him a very Civil Invitation to come and Sup with him; for, ays he, I have gotten a Sheep, and you mut needs take Part on't. The Bull Promis'd, and Went; but o oon as ever he aw what a Clutter there was with Huge, Over-grown Pots, Pans, and Spits, away he cowr'd Immediately. The Lyon preently cal'd after him, and Ask'd him, Whither in uch Hat? Oh, ays the Bull, 'tis High Time for me to be Jogging, when I ee uch Preparation: for This Proviion looks as if you were to have a Bull for your Supper, rather then a Mutton.