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 the guild, cat into the debtor’s prion; and, as my creditors refued to maintain me any longer, banihed out of the country.

‘On my pilgrimage to miery and hunger I was met by one of my old cutomers, mounted on a tately teed: he called out to me in an inulting tone, Thou cobler! thou bundle of rags! thou hat, I ee, but half learned thy trade; thou cant blow up the bladder, and not fill it; make the pot, and not cook in it; thou hat leather, but never a lat; thou maket capital pures, but hat not a ous to put in them. Hearken, comrade, replied I, thou hat a wretched aim, thy arrows none of them hit the mark. Dot thou not know that there are many things in the world that fit, and yet are not together? many a man has a table, and no hore; a barn-floor, and no corn to threh; a pantry, and no bread; a cellar, and no beer; and o, according to the proverb, one has the pure, and another the Rh