t come let's pass all this by: for in the middle of these
incumbrances, the time will not only fly away; but we shall, at the
hour appointed, be surprized by our Guests. Uds life, how busie the
Wet and Dry-Nurses are with dressing the Babe neatly. Now Father,
look once upon your Child! O pretty thing! O sweet-fac'd dainty
darling! 'tis Father's own picture! Well what would not one undergo to
be the Mother of so fine an Angel! And who can or dare doubt any thing
of it, for the Mother loves it, and the Father beleeves it, nay and
all the friends that come tumbling in one upon another to-day, do
confirm it: For behold, every one looks earnestly at the Babe; and
doth not a little commend his prettiness. One saith it is as like the
Father (alias Daddy) as one drop of Water is like another. Another,
that the upper part of the face, forehead, eys and nose incline very
much to be like the mother; but downwards it is every bit the Father.
And who forsooth should not beleeve it, if it be a son. Every one is
in an admiration. O me, what a pretty sweet Infant! Nurse, you have
drest it up most curiously! And truly there's no cost spar'd for the
having very rich laces.

Thus they ly and tamper upon this first string, till the Child-bed
woman begins to enter upon the relating what great pain in travell she
had to fetch this Child out of the Parsly-bed, what a difference there
was between her, and others of her acquaintance, &c. Thereout every
one hath so much matter, as would make a long-winded sermon; and the
conclusion generally is the relating how and when the good man crept
to bed to her again; and how such a one had been a fortnight with
Child, before she went to receive her churching. Where upon another
comes with a full-mouth'd confession, that her husband was not half so
hot.

Do but tarry a little yet, till the Gossipping-bowl hath gone once or
twice more about with old Hock; then you'l hear these Parrots tell you
other sorts of tales.

In the mean while, do but see the husband, poor _Nicholas None-eys_
how he rejoyces, that his wife is so reasonable strong again; and that
she is so neatly trickt up sitting in state in the best furnished
room, by the bed-side! O what a pleasure this is! O how he treats all
the women with delicate Marget Ale, and Sack and Sugar! [unless he
begin to bethink himself, and for respects sake or frugality, sets
some bottles aside; because he perceives it to be nothing else but a
vast expence and