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fon, I do not know, but if I have no better

ending than beginning, I wifh I had ended

my life at the tail of the plough.

No fooner were thefe words out of his

mouth, but in comes Margery and her

goffips, whom Jobfon wifhed to fee, for-

footh he wifhed her Joy, but Margery, in

a dreadful fury, fnatched up Jobfon’s oaken

ftaff from off the table and gave poor Si-

mon fuch a clink upon the noddle as made

the blood fpin out, faying. Is this your work

firrah ? Jobfon the cobler, feeing fo fudden

an alteration, was affrighted, not knowing

how to efcape. She turning about to the

left, being well difciplined, faid, then rogue

and rafcal, it is you that ruin all the good

women’s hufbands in the town, and there-

fore you fhall not go unrewarded, giving

him fuch licks over the back and fhoulders

as made poor Joblon lay in bed near a fort-

night Simple Simon all this while not hav-

ing any power to run away, ftood like one

half frighten out of his fenfes, and trembling

before his bride, with his hat in one hand

and the flaggon in the other, begging her

to be patient, and he would never offend her

any more. But fhe gave him a frown, and