ountry Gentleman oppos'd it, and told 'em, 'twas the greatest
Argument of Folly, to be disturb'd at the Caprice of a Woman's Humour.
They sate down again therefore, and she invited 'em to her Wedding on
the Morrow.

And now, Brother, (said she) I have not quite forgotten you, tho' you
have not been pleas'd to take Notice of me: I have a Dish in Reserve for
you, which will be more grateful to your Fancy than all you have tasted
to Day. Here! (cry'd she to the Steward) Mr. _Rightman_, do you serve up
that Dish your self. _Rightman_ then set a cover'd Dish on the Table.
What! more Tricks yet? (cry'd my Lord and Sir _Thomas_) Come, Sir
_William_! (said his Sister) uncover it! he did so; and cry'd out,
O matchless Goodness of a virtuous Sister! here are the Mortgages of the
best Part of my Estate! O! what a Villain! what a Monster have I been!
no more, dear Brother; (said she, with Tears in her Eyes) I have yet a
greater Happiness in Store for you: This Lady, this beautiful virtuous
Lady, with twenty thousand Pounds, will make you happy in her Love.
Saying this, she join'd their Hands; Sir _William_ eagerly kiss'd
_Eugenia's_, who blush'd, and said, Thus, Madam, I hope to shew how much
I love and honour you. My Cousin _Eugenia_! (cry'd _Gracelove_!) The
same, my dear lost dead Cousin _Gracelove_! (reply'd she) O! (said he in
a Transport) my present Joys are greater than all my past Miseries! my
Mistress and my Friend are found, and still are mine. Nay, (faith, said
my Lord) this is pleasant enough to me, tho' I have been defeated of the
Enjoyment of the Lady. The whole Company in general went away very well
that Night, who return'd the next Morning, and saw the two happy Pair
firmly united.

_FINIS._

NOTES: The Unfortunate Happy Lady.

p. 43 _Ros Solis._ A potent and well-liked tipple.

We abandon all ale
And beer that is stale
Rosa-solis and damnable hum,
But we will rack
In the praise of sack
'Gainst Omne quod exit in um.

--_Witts Recreation_ (1654).

_The Accomplished Female Instructor_ gives the following recipe: 'Rossa
Solis; Take of clean spirits, not too strong, two quarts and a quart of
spring-water; let them seethe gently over a soft fire till about a pint
is evaporated; then put in four spoonfuls of orange-flower-water, and as
much of very good cinnamon-water; crush 3 eggs in pieces, and throw them
in shell and all; stir it well, and when it boiles up a little take it
off.' T