store my self with fresh provisions, and sing
a sweet ditty in commendations of my Betty. Ho, Ho, saith Master
_Barebreech_, flatter not your self with such a fancy, that you'l get
as much up again in three weeks or a month, as you have been running
behind hand in four. If you'l do well, let's for a frolick go into
France, there's a gallant air, and we shall be very good company
together, and fear not but that we'l make much of our selves; then
when we come home again, you'l find your self so well, and both you
and your wife will be thankfull to me as long as you live for my good
advice of taking this journy. To be short, the Cousins travell
together, and Master _Coldenough_ came home so lusty, fat and plump,
that all his acquaintance, and especially his hungry wife, admired
mightily that he was so fat and corpulent.

At this all the jesting-wags burst out into a laughter. But having
toss'd up their cups bravely about again, Peggy comes in with a fresh
Kan, and Master _Winetast_ begins to relate how that he used to be
familiarly acquainted with a certain brave Judge, who had a bucksom
bouncing Lady to his wife. The Judge feigns a Letter, which at noon,
as he was sitting at Table with his Lady, was brought him very
cleaverly by his man. He seemingly unknowing of it, opens and reads,
that he must immediately, without further delay, go upon a journy;
having read that, prepares himself with his man forthwith to be going.

But whilest the Judge was gone into his Closet, as seeming to take
some important writings along with him; the Lady calls his man
privately into the Parler, and forces him by threats of her
displeasure to tell her, who delivered him that Letter; with a promise
of her favour if he spoke the truth. Whereupon the fellow trembling,
answered, Madam, I have received it from my Lord the Judge; but he
hath strictly commanded me to keep it secret, so that if he come to
know that I have mentioned any thing of it to your Ladiship, he will
have the greatest displeasure of the World against me. Do not you fear
anything, said her Ladiship, but be faithfull in what you do.

A pretty while after, the Judge having been some time at home, and
walking with his Lady towards their Garden, they met with a drove of
Sheep, having but one Ram amongst them: Whereupon her Ladiship askt,
Sweetheart, how comes it, that that one Sheep hath such horns, and the
t'others none at all? My Dear, said he, that is the Ram, the He-Sheep.
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