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Show the Sequel of the Trip to the Jubilee. cy Days ago. N o w the Devil take me, if I had not rather kiis an Englifh pair of Pattins, than die fineft Lady in France. Par. Then you're over-joy'd to fee London again ? Dick. O h ! I was ;uft dead of a Confumption, till the fweet Smoke ofCheap/ide^ and the dear Perfume of Fleet-Ditch, made m e a M a n again. Par. But h o w came you to live with Sir Harry Wildair * Dick. W h y , feeing me a handfome Perfonable Fellow, and well qualify d for a Livery, he took a Fancy to m y Figure, that was all. Par. And what's become of your old Mafter ? Dick. O h ! hang him, he was a Blockhead, and I turn'd him off, I turn'd him away. Par. A n d were not you very forry for the Lofs of your Miftrefs, Sir Harry's Lady ? They fay, fhe was a very good Woman. Dick. Oh! The fweeteft W o m a n that ever the Sun fhin'd upon. I cou'd almoft weep when I think of her. (Wiping his Eyes. Par. H o w did fire die, pray? I cou'd never hear how 'twas. Dick. Give me a Bufs then, and I'll tell ye. • Par. You fhall have your Wages when your Work's done. Dick. Well then Courage! Now for a doleful Tale. You know that m y Mafter took a freak to go fee that foolifh Jubilee that made fuch a Noife among us here; and no fooner faid than done; away he went, he took his fine French Servants to wait on him, and left me, the poor Englifh Puppy, to wait upon his Lady at home here. Well; fo far, fo good But fcarce was m y Mafter's back turn'd, when m y Lady fell to fighing, and pouting, and whining, and crying ; and in (hort, fell fick upon't. Par. Well, well; I know all this already : and that fhe pluck'd up her Spirits at laft, and went to follow him. Dick. Very well. Follow him w e did, far and far, and farther than I can tell, till w e came to a Place cali'd Mont-pellier, in France ; a goodly place truly. But, Sir Harry was gone to Rome; there was our Labour loft.-^-But, to be fliort, m y poor Lady, with the Tirefomnefs of Travelling, fell fick and dy'd. (Pying. Par, Poor W o m a n ! Dick. Ay, but that was noMt al3l. Here comes the worftt hoef |