tcourt_, and
_Jacob Tonson_, is a mere Digression; and nothing more
to the Purpose, than that we may imagine it came
uppermost. He returns to his Subject in his 9th
_Page_.

"Now it was Sir _John_'s Method, every _Sunday_
Morning, to give the Courtiers a Breakfast; which
Breakfast was every Man his Dumpling, and Cup of Wine:
For you must know, he was Yeoman of the Wine-Cellar at
the same Time."

The Breakfast is Sir *** Levee, the Yeomanship of the
Wine-Cellar, is the ***.

The Author of the Dissertation, is a very bad
Chronologist; for at _Page_ 10. we are obliged to go
back to the former Reign, where we shall find the
lubberly Abbots (_i.e._) the High Church Priests,
misrepresenting Sir _John_'s Actions, and never let
the Q---- alone, till poor Sir _John_ was discarded.

"This was a great Eye-sore, and Heart-burning to some
lubberly Abbots, who lounged about the Court; they
took it in great Dudgeon they were not invited, and
stuck so close to his Skirts, that they never rested
till they outed him. They told the King, who was
naturally very hasty, that Sir _John_, made-away with
his Wine, and feasted his _Paramours_ at his Expence;
and not only so, but they were forming a Design
against his Life, which they in Conscience ought to
discover: That Sir _John_ was not only an Heretic, but
an Heathen; nay, worse, they fear'd he was a Witch,
and that he had bewitch'd his Majesty into that
unaccountable Fondness for a _Pudding-Maker_. They
assured the King, that on a _Sunday_ Morning, instead
of being at Mattins, he and his Trigrimates got
together hum jum, all snug, and perform'd many hellish
and diabolical Ceremonies. In short, they made the
King believe that the Moon was made of Green-Cheese:
And to shew how the Innocent may be bely'd, and the
best Intentions misrepresented, they told the King,
That he and his Associates offered Sacrifices to
_Ceres_: When, alas, it was only the Dumplings they
eat.

"The Butter which was melted and poured over them,
these vile Miscreants, called _Libations_: And the
friendly Compotations of our Dumpling Eaters, were
called _Bacchanalian Rites_. Two or three among them
being sweet tooth'd, would strew a little Sugar over
their Dumplings; this was represented as an
_Heathenish Offering_. In short, not one Action of
theirs, but which these rascally Abbots made criminal,
and never let the King alone till Sir _John_ was
discarded; not but the King did it with the greatest
Relu