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 3 JOE MILLER'S JESTS.

JOE MILLER going with a friend one day along Fleer ſtreer, and ſeeing old roſs the player. who was very deaf, and iwilling that any one ſhould know it, on e other ſide of the way, told his friend ſhould ſee ſome ſport; ſo beckoning roſs with his finger, and ſtretching open s mouth as wide as ever he could as if hallowed to him though he ſaid nothing, e old fellow came puffing from the other le of the way What a pox do you make ch a noiſe for do you think one can't ar ? Joe Miller another day fitting in the win- w at the fun tavern in Clare ſtreet, while fiſhwoman was peſſing by. crying, Buy my al, buy my maids! Ah you wicked cream ire, ſaid Joe, are you not content to ſell bur own ſoul, but you muſt ſell you iaid's alſo. A perſon of quality coming into a church here ſeveral of his anceſtors lay bur- d, after he had praiſed them very much br worthy men, Well, ſaid he, I ain reſoj