ugh._ I was in the Right of it, they were all asleep, and added a dead
Weight to my Waggon.
_Harry._ But these old Gentlemen, by talking merrily all the Way, have
made my Waggon go light. I never had a better Fare.
_Hugh._ But you don't use to like such Passengers.
_Harry._ But these are good old Men.
_Hugh._ How do you know that?
_Harry._ Because they made me drink humming Ale, three Times by the Way.
_Hugh._ Ha, ha, ha, then they are good to you.
_The FRANCISCANS,_ [Greek: Ptochoplousioi], _or RICH BEGGARS._
The ARGUMENT.
_The_ Franciscans, _or rich poor Persons, are not
admitted into the House of a Country Parson_. Pandocheus
_jokes wittily upon them. The Habit is not to be
accounted odious. The Life and Death of the_ Franciscans.
_Of the foolish Pomp of Habits. The Habits of Monks are
not in themselves evil. What Sort of Persons Monks ought
to be. The Use of Garments is for Necessity and Decency.
What Decency is. Whence arose the Variety of Habits and
Garments among the Monks. That there was in old Time no
Superstition in the Habits._
CONRADE, _a Bernardine_ Monk, _a_ Parson, _an_ Inn-Keeper _and his_
Wife.
_Con._ Hospitality becomes a Pastor.
_Pars._ But I am a Pastor of Sheep; I don't love Wolves.
_Con._ But perhaps you don't hate a Wench so much. But what Harm have we
done you, that you have such an Aversion to us, that you won't so much
as admit us under your Roof? We won't put you to the Charge of a Supper.
_Pars._ I'll tell ye, because if you spy but a Hen or a Chicken in a
Body's House, I should be sure to hear of it to-Morrow in the Pulpit.
This is the Gratitude you shew for your being entertain'd.
_Con._ We are not all such Blabs.
_Pars._ Well, be what you will, I'd scarce put Confidence in St.
_Peter_ himself, if he came to me in such a Habit.
_Con._ If that be your Resolution, at least tell us where is an Inn.
_Pars._ There's a publick Inn here in the Town.
_Con._ What Sign has it?
_Pars._ Upon a Board that hangs up, you will see a Dog thrusting his
Head into a Porridge-Pot: This is acted to the Life in the Kitchen; and
a Wolf sits at the Bar.
_Con._ That's an unlucky Sign.
_Pars._ You may e'en make your best on't.
_Ber._ What Sort of a Pastor is this? we might be starv'd for him.
_Con._ If he feeds his Sheep no better than he feeds us, they must needs
be very lean.
_Ber._ In a difficult C
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