mall beer. Mr. Carew, not accustomed to be unsuccessful in
his applications, could by no means brook this churlishness of the
parson, and thought it highly necessary, for the benefit of his
community, that it should not go unpunished. He was a great sportsman,
and had two fine greyhounds, the one named Hector, the other Fly; and two
excellent spaniels, Cupid and Dido, and an admirable setting dog, called
Sancho. Our hero, therefore, about twelve o'clock on the same night,
paid a second visit to the parson's house, and brought away all these
fine dogs with him. And afterwards he sent a letter to the parson, to
this purpose:--

"REV. SIR,

"You err, if you suspect yourself to have been wronged of your dogs
by any of your neighbours; the cast-away seaman, who begged so
earnestly, for the love of God, to whom you would not vouchsafe a
crust of bread, or a draught of small beer, took them away, to teach
you another time to behave to unfortunate strangers more as becomes
your profession, and your plentiful circumstances."

The mayor of Weymouth, in Dorsetshire, fared little better at his hands.
This gentleman was an implacable enemy to all Mr. Carew's subjects. He
therefore, happening to be in that town, and overhearing the mayor
talking to a gentleman in the street, and saying that he was going to
dine with Captain Colloway, of Upton, he thought this a proper
opportunity for taking some revenge of the mayor, for the many
indignities he had put on his subjects. Having soon got intelligence
what suits of clothes the mayor had, and understanding he had a good
snuff-coloured suit, he went to his house, and informed the lady mayoress
that he was a seaman under misfortunes, had met with the mayor, as he was
going to dinner at Captain Colloway's, of Upton, and his honour had sent
him to her, giving him orders to receive his snuff-coloured suit of
clothes from her; which the good natured gentlewoman hearing, without the
least scruple, quickly brought him the coat, waistcoat, and breeches.
Thus our hero, by turning his natural ingenuity to account, procured a
handsome suit of clothes, while, at the same time, he was revenging
himself upon his enemy; fulfilling the old proverb of killing two dogs
with one stone. It is unnecessary to say, that our hero departed from
Weymouth forthwith.

Mr. Carew being in Bristol, at a time when there was a hot press, wherein
they not only impressed seamen, but ab