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 8 replied the nobleman, not one would fit my ſhoulders. A Prince laughing at one of his nobles whom he had employed in ſeveral embaſ- ſies, told him he looked like an owl. I know not. ſaid the courtier, what I look like, but this I know that I have had the honour ſeveral times to repreſent your Majeſty's perſon. A Mayor of Yarmouth, in ancient times, being by his office a Juſtice of the Peace, and one who was willing to diſpence the laws in the wiſeſt manner, though he could hardly read, got himſelf the ſtatute book, where finding a law againſt firing a beacon, or cauſing one to be fired, he read it. Frying bacon. or cauſing one to be fried; and accordingly went out the next night upon the ſcent, and being directed by his noſe to the carrier's houſe, he found the man and his wife both frying bacon, the huſband holding the pan, while the wife turned it. Being thus caught in the fact, and having nothing to ſay for themſelves, his Worſhip committed them both to priſon without bail or main- prize.