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 20 have the impudence to give himſelf ſo many airs, when he knew very well that he re- membered ſeven years ago, when he had. hardly a rag to his arſe. You lie, ſirrah, replied Jones, for ſeven years ago I had no- thing but rags to my arſe.

A traveller coming into the kitchen of an inn, in a very cold night, ſtood ſo cloſe to the fire, that he burnt his boots. An arch wag who fat in the chimney corner, ſaid to Him, Sir. you'll burn your ſpurs preſently. My boots you mean I ſuppoſe, ſaid the gen- tleman. No ſir, replied the other, they are burnt already.

A great courtier for a long time having none but daughters, his wife prayed very earneſtly that ſhe might have a boy; at laſt they had a boy, who when he came to man's eſtate proved but ſimple: Thou prayedſt ſo long for a boy, ſaid her huſband, that at laſt thou haſt got one who will be a boy as long as he lives.

A country clergyman meeting a neigh- bour who ne'er came to church, although