ished, there he would
find the hidden treasure."

In order for the execution of this scheme, Coleman put a woman's cap on
his head, washed his face, and sprinkled meal on it while wet, stuck the
broken pieces of a tobacco-pipe between his teeth, and wrapping his body
in a white sheet, planted himself in the road that Collard and Mr. Carew
were to come; the moon at this time shone very bright, which gave an
additional horror to the pretended spectre. Our hero, by virtue of his
supposed profound learning and most mysterious science, spoke to it in an
unknown language, to the following effect:--"High, wort, bush rumley to
the toggy cull, and ogle him in the muns;" at which command the terrific
hobgoblin fiercely advanced up to poor Collard, and with a most ghastly
look stared him in the face; the shoemaker was greatly terrified thereat,
and shook and trembled as if a fit of the ague had been upon him, and,
creeping close to Mr. Carew, laid fast hold of his clothes, imagining he
had sufficient power to protect him from the threatening appearance of
this insolent apparition; whereupon he bid the ghost, "hike to the vile;"
and would have persuaded the frightened Collard to have followed his
departing grandmother, in order to observe the particular place from
which she vanished; but no persuasions of his could induce him to move
from his side.

They then returned to the alehouse they had left, and Mr. Carew (this
method of conjuration miscarrying through the shoemaker's fear,) cast a
figure, and informed Crispin, that, if he took up two or three planks of
the floor of his little parlour, he would there find the concealed
treasure, at the depth of about three or four feet: upon his hearing this
joyful news, the shoemaker instantly disbursed the thirty guineas, highly
extolling them as people of the profoundest skill that he had ever heard
of or conversed with: but whether he was of the same opinion when he came
to dig for the treasure, we will not take upon us to say--but we may
suppose the contrary.

Happening, a short time after this, to be in Brakeness, near Lymington,
in the character of a cast-away seaman, he went to the house of Mr.
Joseph Haze, an eminent and wealthy presbyterian parson, of whom he
begged relief, in the most earnest manner he was able, for God's sake,
with uplifted eyes and hands, and upon his bended knee; but could not
with all his importunity and eloquence obtain a crust of bread, or a
draught of s