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ANTHUS laid hold of the Preent Occaion, and was willing enough to be furnihed with a Staffe to beat a Dog. Well Sirrah, ays he, ince this Learned Gentleman is too Curious; go you your way's and find me out a Man that has no Curioity at All, Or I'le Lace your Coate for ye. Æop, the next day, Walked the whole Towne over on This Errand; and at Lat, found out a Slovenly Lazy Fellow, Lolling at his Eae,as if he had Nothing to do, or to take care for; and o up to him he went in a Familiar Way, and Invited him to his Maters to Supper. The Clown made no Ceremony of promiing, but fell Preently to asking what kind of Man his Mater was? And what, ays he, are we going jut now? (for this Poor Devill look'd upon a Meales Meat Gratis, as a Bleing Dropt into his Mouth out of the Skies) Come (ays Æop) we are going this very Moment; and Wonderfully Glad he was to find by the Booby's Dicoure, That he had met with a Man o fit for his Purpoe. Away they went together, and o trait into the Parlour, where the Blockhead Throws Himelfe downe Dirty and Beatly as he was, Upon a Rich Couch. After a very little While, in comes Xanthus to Supper, and asks Æop who That Man was? Why This is the Man, ays Æop, that you ent me for; that is to ay a Man that has no Curioity in him at All. Oh that's very well, ays Xanthus, and then told his Wife in her eare, That if he would but be a Loving and Obedient Wife to him, and do as he bad her, he would now ave her Longing, for, ays he, I have been a Great while Seeking for an Occaion to pick a Quarrell with Æop, and I have found it at lat. After this Whiper, Xanthus takes a Turn in the Parlour, and calls aloud to his Wife. Heark ye Sweet Heart, ays he, go fetch ome Water, and Wah the Feet of my Guet here. Away he goes, brings a Baon to the ide of the Couch, where the Clown was lay'd at his Length, and bad him put forth his Feet for her to Wah them. Xanthus Little thought he would have done it. But the Clown, after a Little Stumble within himelf, that 'twas fitter for the Maid to do't, then the Mitres; Well ays he, If it be the Cutome of the Family, 'tis