sdom may cry in the streets without being noticed, yet folly will
always command a crowd."

During this address I turned my eyes upon the speaker. He was an
elderly-looking person, with white hair, dressed in a suit of black,
ruffles and frill. His eyes were brilliant, but the remainder of his
face it was difficult to decipher, as it was evidently painted, and the
night's jumbling in the waggon had so smeared it, that it appeared of
almost every colour in the rainbow. On one side of him lay a large
three-cornered cocked hat, on the other, a little lump of a boy, rolled
up in the straw like a marmot, and still sound asleep. Timothy looked
at me, and when he caught my eye, burst out into a laugh.

"You laugh at my appearance, I presume," said the old man, mildly.

"I do in truth," replied Timothy. "I never saw one like you before, and
I dare say never shall again."

"That is possible; yet probably if you meet me again you would not know
me."

"Among a hundred thousand," replied Timothy, with increased mirth.

"We shall see, perhaps," replied the quack doctor, for such the reader
must have already ascertained to be his profession; "but the waggon has
stopped, and the driver will bait his horses. If inclined to eat, now
is your time. Come, Jumbo, get up; Philotas, waken him, and follow me."

Philotas, for so was the fool styled by his master, twisted up some
straw, and stuffed the end of it into Jumbo's mouth. "Now Jumbo will
think he has got something to eat. I always wake him that way,"
observed the fool, grinning at us.

It certainly, as might be expected, did waken Jumbo, who uncoiled
himself, rubbed his eyes, stared at the tilt of the waggon, then at us,
and without saying a word, rolled himself out after the fool. Timothy
and I followed. We found the doctor bargaining for some bread and
bacon, his strange appearance exciting much amusement, and inducing the
people to let him have a better bargain than perhaps otherwise they
would have done. He gave a part of the refreshment to the boy and the
fool, and walked out of the tap-room with his own share. Timothy and I
went to the pump, and had a good refreshing wash, and then for a
shilling were permitted to make a very hearty breakfast. The waggon
having remained about an hour, the driver gave as notice of his
departure; but the doctor was nowhere to be found. After a little
delay, the waggoner drove off, cursing him for a _bilk_, and vowing that
he