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 Tweedle felt on his hinder Head the direful Bone. Him the pleaant Banks of weetly winding Stower had nourihed, where he firt learnt the vocal Art, with which, wandring up and down at Wakes and Fairs, he cheered the rural Nymphs and Swains, when upon the Green they interweave the prightly Dance; while he himelf tood fidling and jumping to his own Muic. How little now avails his Fiddle? He thumps the verdant Floor with his Carcas. Next old Echepole, the Sow-gelder, received a Blow in his Forehead from our Amazonian Heroine, and immediately fell to the Ground. He was a winging fat Fellow, and fell with almot as much Noie as a Houe. His Tobacco-box dropt at the ame Time from his Pocket, which Molly took up as lawful Spoils. Then Kate of the Mill tumbled unfortunately over a Tombtone, which catching hold of her ungartered Stocking, inverted the Order of Nature, and gave her Heels the Superiority to her Head. Betty Pippin, with young Roger her Lover, fell both to the Ground. Where, O pervere Fate, he alutes the Earth, and he the Sky. Tom Freckle, the Smith’s Son, was the next Victim to her Rage. He was an ingenious Workman, and made excellent Pattins; nay the very