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Show w ESOP. Blood and Censer there he is» 26o Mifs, Mifs that muft he be, I have feen his Picture, [Reeling upi*9 Efop.] Sir-- . I f your Name's Fj*p- • J p^ your humble Servant. Efop. Sir, m y N a m e is Efop, at your Service. Gent. W h y then, Sir Compliments being paft on both fides, with your leave. we'll proceed to Bufinefs. Sir, I'm by ProfefTion a Gentleman o f - ~ three thoufand Pounds a Year Sir, I keep a good pack of Hounds, and a good Stable of Horfes. To his Groom.] H o w many Horfes have I, Sirrah ? Sir, this is m y Groom. [Prefenting him to Efop. Groom. Your Worfhip his fix Coach-Horfes, (Cut and Long-Tail) two Runners, half a dozen Hunters, four breeding Mares, and two blind Stallions, befidcs Pads, Routs, and Dog-Horfes. Gent. Look you there, Sir, I fcorn to tell a Lye. H e that queftions m y Honour he's a Son of a Whore. But to Bufinefs , Having heard, Sir, that you were come to this T o w n , I have taken the pains to come hither too, tho I had a great deal of Bufinefs upon m y hands, for I have appointed three Jufiicesoft.bg Peace to hunt with 'em this Morning mmmm and be drunk with 'em in the Afternoon. But the main Chance muft be Iook'd to and that's t h i s - I defire, Sir, you'll tell the King from m e I don't like thefe Taxes- in one word, as well as in twenty I don't like thefe Taxes. Efop. Pray, Sir, how high may you be tax'd ? Gent. H o w high may I be tax'd, Sir ! Why, I may be tax'd, Sir,--four Shillings in the Pounds, Sir; one half I pay in Money , and t'other half I pay in Perjury, Sir. Hey, Joular, Joular, Joular. Haux, haux, haux, haux, haux. Whoo, hop Here's the beft Hound-Bitch in Europe, Zoons is (lie. And I had rather kifs her than kifs m y Wife . Rot m e if I had not « But, Sir, I don't like thefe Taxes. Efop. W h y how wou'd you haye the W a r carry'd on? Gent. ESOP. G-e-n"'t•. W"a<"r wcauriryy'ad oonn,, SiSri!r ! Whv 1 ther have itb War carry'd on at .11 Q- lh T J > J r 1 l) u on at ail, Sir, than nav I don t defire to be ruin'd, Sir. P y 26l had ra- Taxes. ^Efif. Why you fay yon have three thoufand Pounds a Gent. And fo I have Sir- r to is nay Steward. How m u c ~ n d t v f £ & yTi'fll IT ^orlhiP hns three t!"«^ *>ana. a Year as good Lond as any's i W Caunty , and two thaufancI Paunds worth of W o o d to cut diwne at your Vorffaip 1 Pleafure, and pu, the Money in your Pocket. Gent. Look you there, sir, what have you to fay to that ? ; ; . Efip. I have to fay Sir, that you may pay your Taxes in Money mftead of Perjury, and ftill have a better Revenue than ] m afraid you deferve. What Service do you do your King, Sir ? Gent. None at all, Sir _ Vm above if. Efop. What Service may you do your Country pray ? Gent. I'm Juftice of the Peace , and Captain of the Militia. Efop. O f what ufe are you to your Kindred ? Gent. I'm the Head of the Family, and haye all the Eftate. Efop. What good do you do your Neighbours ? Gent. I give 'em their Bellies full of Beef every time they come to fee m e ; and make 'em fo drunk, they fpew it up again before they go away. Efop. Flow do ycu ufe your Tenants ? Gent. W h y , I skrew up their Rents till they break and run away, and if I catch 'em again, I let 'em rot in a Goal. Efop. H o w do you treat your Wife ? ent. I treat her all Day with Ill-nature and Tobacco, and all Night with Snoring and a dirty Shirt. Efop. H o w do you breed your Children? Gent. [ breed m y eldeft Son a Fool eft breed themfelyes, and m y Daughters^ Breeding at all. my young- - have no Efip. |