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 and ſaid, Is it fat? Is it fat? the fellow, thinking it had been the old woman cracking nuts, was horribly frightened, and thereupon threw the lame ſexton down, crying, Fat or lean, take him as he is, Mr Devil; and then ran out of the church-yard like a fellow diſtracted leaving the poor affrighted ſexton to crawl home upon all-fours.

A countryman having one ſon, named Jack, an unlucky boy, his father one day was about to chaſtiſe him for his wickedneſs; but Jack getting from him by the help of a light pair of heels, turned about and cried out, You old ſheep-ſtealer, I can hang you if I will. His Father continued to call him; but he aid I will not come, you will beat me. A neighbour coming by, ſaid, Jack, go to your father, and be will not beat you. Truſt him and hang him, quoth Jack. The neighbour calling to his father, ſaid, You will not beat him it he comes quickly. No, quoth he, I will not. Jack cried out aloud, Gaffer, ſwear him, for he will ſwear like any log. At which the neighbour went way, laughing, &c. and left Jack and is father to fight it out fairly.

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