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 ſhalt ſtand ſtill for me. The man of Gotham ſeeing that his trivot would not move, Stand ſtill, ſaid he, in the Mayor's name, and follow me if thou wilt, and I can ſhow you the right way. When he went home, his wife asked him where the trivot was? He ſaid, it had three legs and he had but two, and he had taught it the ready way to his houſe, therefore it might come itſelf if it would. Where did you leave the trivot? ſaid the woman. At Gotham-bridge, ſaid he. So ſhe immediately ran and fetched the trivot herſelf, or otherwiſe ſhe muſt have certainly loſt it, on account of her huſband's want of wit.

was a Smith of Gotham, 'had a large waſp's neſt in the ſtraw at the end of his forge: and there coming one of his neighbours to have his horſe ſhod, and the wasps being exceeding buſy: the man was ſore ſtung by one of them. The man being grievouſly affronted, ſaid, Are you worthy, to keep a forge or not to have men flung with theſe waſps? O neighbour, ſaid the ſmith, be content, and I ſhall ſoon put them from