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EARN. I'le tell you then. Take a heavy phlegmatic Blockhead, that could never get learning enough at School to enable him to undergo an Examen for Admission into the University; let him have a strong Aversion to the labour of a Mechanic or the Industry of a Tradesman, i. e. let him be damnably lazy; which with a convenient proportion of Duncery, is a good Call to the Presbyterian Ministry; then let him board a while at Mr. Alsop's or Mr. Doolittle's, and now and then take the Air at any neighbouring true-Protestant Academy, either Newington or Nettlebed; only let him wear a black jump to denote him a Divinity-Intender. Whether he read any Authors, sacred or profane, it matters not much; provided he write Notes after some Belweather of the Party; by repeating of which in the Afternoon to while away the time till the Congregation is full, when he has attain'd to a just Confidence of speaking in publick, and an ability of managing his Grimaces, up starts the gifted Ah-Lard-stripling into the Pulpit, and his first Text is either, 'O, my Leanness, my Leanness;' or "Wo unto me, if I preach not the Gospel."

JEST. Wo indeed, for if his pretences to that should fail, he may e'en starve having no hopes of a Livelihood any other way. As you may find it written in Cleveland's Rebel Scot,

They wanted food and rayment, so they took

Religion for their Semstress and their Cook.

But questionless, he must have sometimes more than you speak of, to gain himself a Congregation.

EARN. Only some more than ordinary measure of either Mimical Gesture or affected Tone; and if he have both, he is extreamly accomplish'd for a precious Tubster.

JEST. Truly, I do think Mimickry goes a great way with 'em from an observation of my own. 1 went once out of Curiosity to see one of 'em preach, for coming late, and his Conventicle being then crowded, I could not bear him six words, but by comparing my Conjectures afterward with the Notes of a beguiled Friend of mine, who zealously wrote after him, I found I had guess'd right what he was at in most particulars.

It was Application-time when I came in, and the posture in which I found him was, standing bolt upright with his Arms on kembow, like the Ears of a Sillybub Pot, which look'd very magisterially; and by that I took him to be at an Use of Reproof; then he presently changed to a loud thick clapping of his Hands which methought serv'd to the driving home and clenching his farthing-Tack of an Argument. After this he lays himself forward on the Pulpit-Cushion, and falls contracting and expanding his Arms, as if he had been a swimming; but to what use that should serve I could not indeed imagine, unless 'twere to shew himself a painful Preacher. By and by I saw him weaving from one side of the Pulpit to t'other, and drawing up the muscles of his Face into an obliging Grin, and from that I collected he was upon the point of Consolation. Lastly, by observing the Hats of the Congregation to be all of a sudden turned away, like Ballad-singers, but with the open side to the Tubster, taking great care that what came in at one Ear might not go out at t'other, and my Gentleman thereupon winking and kneading, I was sure he was got in his concluding Prayer. Upon the whole, to my thinking, Lacy or Nokes might preach as edifying a Sermon without speaking a word. EARN. Concerning his Tone I will not ask you, because yon acknowledge you could not hear him.

JEST. Not his words articulately and distinctly; but I heard sometimes a deep hollow grumble, like the noise of a stone ratling down a Well; then a loud stentorophonic bawl, which presently was rais'd to an high scream upon the Key in which a nice Lady squeaks at the sight of a Frog; and by and by a Maudlin sort of a Whine, in which he continued so long till I could observe the tears drop from his Nose. And these for ought I could see were the only allurements that decoy'd in so many Followers.

EARN. I no more wonder at the multitude of their Followers, than at the Crouds that gaze at the Mountebank Stage Their Leaders have wit enough to know the generality of the common people (especially the Women, with whom, according to the Apostle, their chief business lies) to be ignorant, easie and seducible; and therefore they never apply to their Reasons but to their humours and Fancies; and instead of taking pains to enable themselves to speak sense for the improvement of the understandings of their Congregations (which good end, if attain'd would put their craft in danger to be set at nought) they take the readier way of addressing to their passions and tempers, and thereby rendring themselves Masters of their Weaknesses and lesser Inclinations, they secure an implicit approbation of their words or actions.

JEST. And when this is once atchiev'd, the poor Disciple is miserably Priest-ridden, nothing must be too good for the man in the Caps; somewhat laid down for Entrance, and a constant Rent for a Pew, and that excessive enough if his place be high; then comes the demure thing a visiting, and he must not be dismist empty-bellied, nor empty-handed, for fear he should shake the dust off his feet. If he chance to scrible a Book, his Auditor must take a certain number off his hands at a certain Rate, though he want money for necessaries, as I have known it done. Beside now and then Contributions to a wandring Apostle that is not settled, that is, wants Booth; and beside that which is more than all this, the continual drainings on the Wives' part. So that a wealthy Disciple duly qualified with a silly Wife is a good Farm to a Holderforth.

EARN. And hence it is, that I always look upon a Conventicle to be nothing but a little Convent, not only in the Grammatical way, but in their absolute obedience to their Superiors distinct and often contrary to the Regal Authority, which both of them with all their force jointly or severally endeavour to batter down or diminish.

JEST. I must be gone, except you can give me any diversion with a new Pamphlet or two.

EARN. I have not been at Town of late, and so am without any, but I'le see what I can get against the next time. I believe we shall have a plentiful Crop. Printed for B. Tooke,

1682.

It is

[This dialogue was printed on a single leaf in double columns, small folio: it was given to me by........ No 72 of some periodical work or other, the name of which is unknown to me. E. H. B. 1835].

LIX. Miss Brasse.

Miss Brasse spilled a glass of wine, when she was 8 years old; the Rev. J. A. Giles was sitting near her, and observed that it was an unladylike thing; not so unladylike, replied she, to spill the wine, as it is ungentlemanlike in you to tell me of it.

LX. Lucian on Usurers.

Lucian affirms the souls of usurers, after their death, to be metempsychosed or translated into the bodies of asses, there to remain for poor men to take their penny-worths out of their bones and sides with the cudgel and spur. PEACHAM.

LXI. Wandering Willie.

Here awa, there awa, wandering Willie;
What gars ye wander sae weary and lane?

Is there ony would hurt, is there ony would kill ye?

Hae ye nae bonnie bairns, and hame hae ye nane ?
Whar is there rest for poor wandering Willie ?

Mony would hurt him and mony would kill, And what for should he have a hame and a pillow, While Charlie maun sleep on the moss or the hill ? Mony a bold heart is cold on Culloden;

Mony that died for their prince and their king;
My ain bonnie bairns by cowards are trodden :
Death brings me nae sorrows; a hame it will bring,
Oh, give us our ain, and our bonnie Prince Charlie,
Oh, give us the white rose to flourish again:

And wha would die blither than wandering Willie?
But now I maun die as I wander alane!

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LXII. REBUS, (three names).

To three-fifths of what runs in one's head,
When we are not thinking about it,
Add three-fifths of a man, who, 'tis said,

Liv'd two centuries tho' I much doubt it.

Five-sevenths of a place that's much sought,
When folks are to salt water sent;

And half what folks who there resort
Must do when all their money 's spent:

Then half what women love to do
Will give the second name quite true.

If to these names a third you lack,
Think of all colours saving black
Think of the frigid land that owns
The hardy Laplanders as sons :
And trackless wilds hid deep below
The pure, unsullied, spotless snow:
Think of the hecatombs that bled
To calm the manes of the dead;
Or those who fell in pagan times,
To expiate a monarch's crimes.

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