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<P>THE <HI>Plea&s;ant Hi&s;tory</HI> OF Thomas Hickathrift.</P>
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<FIGDESC>woodcut of Tom at work and fighting a giant</FIGDESC>
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<P>Printed for <HI>William Thackeray,</HI> and <HI>Thomas Pa&s;&s;in<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="3 letters">r.</HI></P>
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<HEAD>THE CONTENTS.</HEAD>
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<ITEM>WHat Honour <HI>Tom</HI> came unto. <HI>page.</HI> 1</ITEM>
<ITEM>How <HI>Tom Hic-ka-thrift's</HI> Strength came to be known. <HI>page</HI> 3</ITEM>
<ITEM>How <HI>Tom</HI> came to be a Brew|ers Man, and how he came to Kill a Gyant, and at la&s;t was <HI>Mr. <HI>Hic-ka-thrift</HI> page</HI> 7</ITEM>
<PB REF="3">
<ITEM>How <HI>Tom</HI> kept a pack of Hounds, and kickt a Foot-Ball quite away; and how he had like to have been Robbed with four Thieves, and how <HI>Tom</HI> e&s;caped,</ITEM>
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<PB N="1" REF="3">
<HEAD>THE Plea&s;ant HISTORY OF <HI>Thomas Hic-ka-thrift&punc;</HI></HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<P>His Birth and Parentage, and the true man|ner of his performing many Manly Acts, and how he Killed a Gyant.</P>
<P>Young Man, here thou maye&s;t behold what Honour <HI>Tom</HI> came unto.</P>
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<Q><L>And if that thou do&s;t buy this Book,</L>
<L>Be &s;ure that thou do&s;t in it look;</L>
<L>And read it o're, then thou wilt &s;ay,</L>
<L>Thy Money is not thrown away.</L></Q>
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<P>IN the Reign before <HI>William</HI> the Con|queror, I have read in ancient Hi&s;to|ries, that there dwelt a Man in the Mar&s;h the I&s;le of <HI>Ely,</HI> in the Country of <HI>Cam|bridge,</HI>
<PB N="2" REF="4"> who&s;e Name was <HI>Thomas Hic-ka-thrift,</HI> a poor Man, and day labourer, yet he was a very &s;tout Man, and able to perform two days work in&s;tead of one, he having one Son, and no more Children in the world, he called him by his own Name <HI>Thomas Hickathrift;</HI> this old Man put his Son to good Learning, but he would take none, for he was, as we call them now in this Age, none of the wi&s;e&s;t &s;ort, but &s;omething &s;oft, and had no do|city at all in him: God calling this Old Man his Father out of the world, his Mother being tender of him, and main|tained him by her hand Labour as well as &s;he could: he being &s;loathful and not willing to work to get a penny for his li|ving, but all his delight was to be in the Chimney-corner, and would eat as much at one time as might very well &s;erve four or five ordinary men; for he was in length when he was but Ten years of age, about eight foot, and in Thickne&s;s five foot, and his hand was like unto a &s;houlder of Mutton, and in all parts from top to toe, he was like a Mon&s;ter; and yet his great Strength was not known.</P>
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<PB N="3" REF="4">
<HEAD>How <HI>Tom Hic-ka-thrift</HI>'s Strength came to be known, the which if you plea&s;e but to read, will give you full &s;atisfaction.</HEAD>
<P>THe fir&s;t time that his Strength was known, was by his Mothers going to a Rich Farmers Hou&s;e, (&s;he being but a poor Woman) to de&s;ire a Bottle of Straw to &s;hift her &s;elf and her Son <HI>Tho|mas:</HI> the Farmer being an hone&s;t Chari|table Man, bid her take what &s;he would: &s;he going home to her Son <HI>Tom,</HI> &s;aid, I pray thee go to &s;uch a place and fetch me a Bottle of Straw, I have asked him leave: he &s;wore a great Oath he would not go; nay, prithee <HI>Tom</HI> go, &s;aid his old Mother, he &s;wore again he would not go, unle&s;s &s;he would borrow him a Cart-rope, &s;he being willing to plea&s;e him, becau&s;e &s;he would have &s;ome Straw, went and borrowed him a Cart-rope to his de|&s;ire, he taking it went his way; &s;o co|ming to the Farmers Hou&s;e, the Ma&s;ter was in the Barn, and two men a Thra&s;h|ing: &s;aid <HI>Tom,</HI> I am come for a Bottle of Straw: <HI>Tom,</HI> &s;aid the Ma&s;ter, take as much as thou can&s;t carry: he laid down his Cart-rope, and began to make
<PB N="4" REF="5"> his Bottle; but, &s;aid they, <HI>Tom,</HI> thy rope is too &s;hort, and jeer'd poor <HI>Tom,</HI> but he fitted the man well for it, for he made his Bottle, and when he had made it, there was &s;uppo&s;ed to be a Load of Straw in it of two thou&s;and weight; but, &s;aid they, what a great fool art thou? thou can&s;t not carry the Tith on't; but <HI>Tom</HI> took the Bottle and flung it on his &s;houlder, and made no more of it then we do of an hundred weight. to the great admiration of Ma&s;ter and Men. <HI>Tom Hic-ka-thrift's</HI> &s;trength being known in the Town, then they would not let him any longer lye basking by the fire in the Chimney-cor|ner, every one would be hiring him to work, they &s;eeing him to have &s;o much &s;trength, told him that it was a &s;hame for him to live &s;uch a lazy cour&s;e of life, and to lye idle day after day as he did. So <HI>Tom</HI> &s;eeing them bait at him in &s;uch a manner as they did, he went fir&s;t to one work then to another, but at length came a Man to <HI>Tom,</HI> and de&s;ired him to go with him un|to the Wood, for he had a Tree to bring home, and he would content him. So <HI>Tom</HI> went with him, and he took with him four Men be&s;ide; but when they came to the Wood, they &s;et the Earl by
<PB N="5" REF="5"> the Tree, and began to draw it up with Pullies, but <HI>Tom</HI> &s;eeing them not able to lift it up, &s;aid, <HI>Stand away you Fools,</HI> and takes the Tree and &s;ets it on one end, and lays it in the Cart, now, &s;ays he, &s;ee what a Man can do; Marry, it is true, &s;aid they: &s;o when they had done, coming through the Wood they met the Wood|man, <HI>Tom</HI> asked him for a &s;tick to make his Mother a fire with; I, &s;aid the Wood|man, take one what thou can&s;t carry: &s;o <HI>Tom</HI> e&s;pyed a Tree bigger then was in the Cart, and lays it on his Shoulder, and goes home with it as fa&s;t as the Cart went and &s;ix Hor&s;es could draw it: This was the &s;econd time that <HI>Toms</HI> Strength was known: &s;o when <HI>Tom</HI> began to know that he had more Strength then twenty Men had, he then began to be Merry with Men, and very tractable, and would Run, or Go, or Iump; and took great delight to be among&s;t Company, and to go to Fairs and Meetings, and to &s;ee Sports and Pa&s;time: So going to a Fea&s;t, the Young Men were all met, &s;ome to Cudgels, &s;ome to Wra&s;tling, &s;ome throwing the Hammer, and the like; So <HI>Tom</HI> &s;tood a little to &s;ee their Sport, and at la&s;t goes to them that were
<PB N="6" REF="6"> a throwing the Hammer, and &s;tanding a little by to behold their Man-like Sport, at la&s;t he takes the Hammer in his hand, to feel the weight of it, and bid them &s;tand out of the way, for he would throw it as far as he could: I, &s;aid the Smith, and jeer'd poor <HI>Tom,</HI> you'l throw it a great way i'le warrant you: but <HI>Tom</HI> took the Hammer and flung it, and there was a River about five or &s;ix Furlongs off, and flung it into that: &s;o when he had done he bid the Smith go fetch his Hammer again, and laught the Smith to &s;corn; but when <HI>Tom</HI> had done that, he would go to Wra&s;tling, though he had no more skill than an A&s;s had, but what he did by Strength, yet he flung all that came, for if once he had laid hold they were gone: &s;ome he would throw over his head, &s;ome he would lay down &s;lyly and how he plea&s;ed: he would not Lock nor &s;trike at their Heels, but flung them two or three Yards from him, ready to break their Necks a&s;under: &s;o that none at la&s;t dur&s;t go into the Ring to wra&s;tle with him, for they took him to be &s;ome Devil that was come among&s;t them, &s;o <HI>Toms</HI> fame was &s;pread more in the Country.</P>
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<DIV2 TYPE="chapter">
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<HEAD>How <HI>Tom</HI> came to be a Brewers Man, and how he came to kill a Gyant, and at la&s;t was <HI>Mr. Hic-ka-thrift.</HI></HEAD>
<P><HI>TOms</HI> Fame being &s;pread abroad in the Country, there was not a man dur&s;t give <HI>Tom</HI> an angry word, for he was &s;ome|thing Fool-hardy, and he did not care what he did at them: &s;o that tho&s;e that knew him would not in the lea&s;t di&s;plea&s;e him: But at length there was a Brewer at <HI>Lyn</HI> that wanted a good lu&s;ty Man to carry his Beer in the Mar&s;h and to <HI>Wis|bich;</HI> &s;o hearing of <HI>Tom,</HI> went to hire him, but <HI>Tom</HI> &s;eemed coy, and would not be his Man until his mother and friends did per&s;wade him, and his ma&s;ter intreat|ed him, and likewi&s;e promi&s;ed him a new Suit of Cloaths, and Clothe him from top to Toe, and be&s;ides, he &s;hould Eat and Drink of the be&s;t; &s;o <HI>Tom</HI> at la&s;t yielded to be his Man, and his Ma&s;ter told him how far he &s;hould go: for you are to under&s;tand, there was a mon&s;trous Gyant which kept &s;ome part of the Mar&s;h, and none dur&s;t go that way, for if they did, he would keep them, or kill them, or el&s;e he would make Bond-&s;laves
<PB N="8" REF="7"> of them. But to come to <HI>Tom</HI> and his Ma&s;ter, that he did more work in one day then all his Men would do in three: &s;o that his Ma&s;ter &s;eeing him &s;o tractable, and to look &s;o well after his bu&s;ine&s;s, made him his head Man to go into the Mar&s;h to carry Beer by him&s;elf, for he needed no Man with him: &s;o <HI>Tom</HI> went every day to <HI>Wisbich,</HI> which was a very great Iourney, for it was twenty Miles the Road-way: <HI>Tom</HI> going &s;o long that weari&s;ome Iourney, and finding that that way that the Gyant kept was nearer by half: <HI>Tom</HI> having gotten more &s;trength by half then before, by being &s;o well kept, and drinking &s;o much &s;trong Ale as he did; one day he was going to <HI>Wisbich,</HI> and without &s;aying any thing to his Ma&s;ter or to any of his Fellow-Servants, he was re&s;olved to make the neare&s;t way to be a Road, or loo&s;e his life: to win the Hor&s;e or loo&s;e the Saddle, to Kill or be Killed, if he met with the Gy|ant: and with this re&s;olution he goes the neare&s;t way with his Cart, flinging open the Gates for his Cart and Hor&s;es to go through; but at la&s;t the Gyant &s;py|ing him, and &s;eeing him to be &s;o bold, thought to preve<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">t him, and came
<PB N="9" REF="7"> intending to take his Beer for a Prize; but <HI>Tom</HI> cared not a Fart for him; and the Gyant he met <HI>Tom</HI> like a Lyon, as though he would have &s;wallowed him: Sirrah, &s;aid he, who gave you Authorty to come this way? do you not know that I make all &s;tand in fear of my &s;ight, and you like a Rogue mu&s;t come and fling my Gates open at your plea&s;ure, how dare you pre&s;ume to do this? are you &s;o carele&s;s of your Life? do you not care what you do? I'le make thee an ex|ample for all Rogues under the Sun, do&s;t thou not &s;ee how many heads hang upon yonder Tree, that have offended my Law? but thy Head &s;hall hang high|er then all the re&s;t, for an Example; but <HI>Tom</HI> made him an&s;wer, a Turd in your Teeth for your News, for you &s;hall not find me to be like one of them. No, &s;aid the Gyant, why thou art but a Fool, and thou come to fight with &s;uch a one as I am, and bring no Weapon to defend thy &s;elf withal? &s;aid <HI>Tom.</HI> I have a Weapon here will make you to know you are a Traytorly Rogue: I, Sirrah, &s;aid the Gyant, and took that word in high di&s;|dain, that <HI>Tom</HI> &s;hould call him Traytor|ly Rogue; and with that he ran into his
<PB N="10" REF="8"> Cave to fetch his great Club, intending to da&s;h out <HI>Toms</HI> brains at the fir&s;t blow: <HI>Tom</HI> knew not what to do for a Weapon, for he knew his Whip would do him but little good again&s;t &s;uch a Mon&s;trous Bea&s;t as he was, for he was in length Twelve Foot, and Six Foot about the Wa&s;te: but while the Gyant went for his Club, <HI>Tom</HI> bethought him&s;elf of a very good Weapon, for he makes no more ado, but takes his Cart and turns it up&s;ide down, and takes the Axtle-tree and the Wheel for his Shield and Buck|ler, and very good Weapons they were in &s;uch time of need: The Gyant coming out again, began to &s;tart at <HI>Tom,</HI> to &s;ee him take the Wheel in one hand, and the Axtle-tree in the other to defend him&s;elf with; O, &s;aid the Gyant, you are like to do great &s;ervice with tho&s;e Weapons, I have here a Twig, &s;aid the Gyant, that will beat thee and thy Wheel, and Axtle-tree at once unto the ground: that which the Gyant called a Twig, was as thick as &s;ome Mill-Po&s;ts are; but <HI>Tom</HI> was not daunted for all that, for he &s;aw there was but one way, to kill or be kill'd: &s;o the Gyant made at <HI>Tom</HI> with &s;uch a vehement force, that he made <HI>Tom's</HI>
<PB N="11" REF="8"> Wheel crack again, and <HI>Tom</HI> lent the Gyant another as good, for he took him &s;uch a weighty blow on the &s;ide of the head, that he made the Gyant reel a|gain; what, &s;aid <HI>Tom,</HI> are you drunk with my &s;trong Beer already? the Gyant re|covering, laid on <HI>Tom</HI> mo&s;t &s;ad blows, but &s;till as they came <HI>Tom</HI> kept them off with his Wheel, &s;o that he had no hurt at all; <HI>Tom</HI> plyed his work &s;o well, and laid &s;uch huge blows at the Gyant, that the &s;weat and blood together, ran down his face, and being fat and foggy, and fighting &s;o long, was almo&s;t tired out, asked <HI>Tom</HI> to let him drink a little, and then he would fight with him again; no, &s;aid <HI>Tom,</HI> my Mother did not teach me that wit, who's a fool then? <HI>Tom</HI> &s;eeing the Gyant begin to be weary, and find|ing him to fail in his blows, he thought be&s;t to make Hay while the Sun did &s;hine, for he laid on &s;o fa&s;t, as though he had been mad, till he had brought the Gyant to the ground, the Gyant &s;eeing him&s;elf down, and <HI>Tom</HI> laying &s;o hard on him, roared in a mo&s;t &s;ad condition, and pray|ed him not to take away his life, and he would do any thing for him, and yield him&s;elf to him, and be his Servant; but
<PB N="12" REF="9"> <HI>Tom</HI> having no more mercy on him then a Dog of a Bear, laid &s;till at the Gyant till he had laid him for dead, and when he had done he cut off his head, and went into his Cave, and there he found great &s;tore of Silver and Gold which made his heart to leap: but when he had done, he loaded his Cart and went to <HI>Wisbich,</HI> and delivered his Beer, and coming home to his Ma&s;ter, he told it to him, but his Ma&s;ter was &s;o overjoy'd at the News, that he would not believe him till he had &s;een, and getting up the next day, he and his Ma&s;ter went to &s;ee if he &s;poke true or no, and mo&s;t of the Town of <HI>Lyn;</HI> but when they came to the place and found the Gyant dead, he &s;hewed them where the Head was, and what Silver and Gold there was in the Cave, all of them leapt for joy, for the Gyant was a great Enemy to all the Country; this News was &s;pread all up and down in the Country, how <HI>Tom Hic-ka-thrift</HI> had kill'd the Gyant, and well was he that could run or go to &s;ee the Gyant and the Cave, then all the folks made Bonefires for joy, and <HI>Tom</HI> was a better Man re|&s;pected then before; and <HI>Tom</HI> took po&s;|&s;e&s;&s;ion of the Cave by con&s;ent of the
<PB N="13" REF="9"> Country, and every one &s;aid that he did de|&s;erve twi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">e as much more; &s;o <HI>Tom</HI> pulled down the Cave and built him a brave Hou&s;e where the Cave &s;tood; all the Ground that the Gyant kept by force and &s;trength, &s;ome he gave to the Poor for their Common, and the re&s;t he made Pa&s;tures of, and di|vided the mo&s;t part into good Ground, to maintain him and his Old Mother <HI>Jane Hic-ka-thrift;</HI> and <HI>Toms</HI> Fame was &s;pread both far and near throughout the Country, and then it was no longer <HI>Tom</HI> but Mr. <HI>Hic-ka-thrift,</HI> &s;o that he was the chiefe&s;t Man among&s;t them, for the People fea<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">ed <HI>Toms</HI> anger as much as they did the Gy|ant before; &s;o <HI>Tom</HI> he kept Men and Maids, and lived mo&s;t bravely, and he made him a Park to keep Deer in, and by his Hou&s;e, which is a Town, he built a Fa|mous Church, and gave it the Name of Saint <HI>James</HI>'s Church, becau&s;e he killed the Gyant on that day, which is to to this hout, and ever will be: And many more good deeds he did, which is too tedious to write in this Volumn, but to tell the chief I &s;hall do my endeavour.</P>
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<HEAD>How <HI>Tom</HI> kept a pack of Hounds, and kickt a Foot-ball quite away; and how he had like to have been Robbed by four Thieves, and how he e&s;caped.</HEAD>
<P><HI>TOM</HI> having &s;o much about him, and u&s;ed to it, could hardly tell how for to di&s;po&s;e of it, but yet he did u&s;e a means to do it, for he kept a pack of Hounds, and Men to Hunt with them, and who but <HI>Tom</HI> then; &s;o he took &s;uch delight in &s;port, that he would go far and near to any Meet|ings, as Cudgel-play, Bare-baiting, Foot|ball-play, and the like: But as <HI>Tom</HI> was riding one day, he &s;eeing a Company at Foot-ball-play, he lighted off his Hor&s;e to &s;ee that rare Sport, for they were playing for a Wager. But <HI>Tom</HI> was a Stran|ger and none did know him there, but <HI>Tom</HI> &s;oon &s;poiled their Sport, for he meeting the Foot-ball, took it &s;uch a Kick, that they never found their Ball no more; they could &s;ee it &s;lye, but whether none could tell, nor to what place: they all wondred at it, and began to Quarrel with <HI>Tom,</HI> but &s;ome of them got nothing by it, for <HI>Tom</HI> gets a great Spar which belonged to a Hou&s;e that
<PB N="15" REF="10"> was blown down, and all that &s;tood in his way, he either Killed or knocked down, &s;o that all the Country was up in Arms to take <HI>Tom,</HI> but all in vain, for he Man|fully made way where ever he came; &s;o when he was gone from them, and was going homeward, he chanced to be &s;ome|what late in the Evening on the Road, there met him four lu&s;ty Rogues, that had been Robbing of Pa&s;&s;engers that way, and none could e&s;cape them, for they Robbed all they met both Rich and Poor: they thought when they met <HI>Tom</HI> they &s;hould get a Prize, they perceiving he was alone, made them Cock-&s;ure of his Money, but they were mi&s;taken, for he got a Prize by them: when they met with <HI>Tom,</HI> they &s;troight bid him <HI>Stand and Deliver: What,</HI> &s;aid <HI>Tom, what &s;hould I deliver? Your Mo|ney Sirrah,</HI> &s;aid they: <HI>But,</HI> &s;aid <HI>Tom, you &s;hall give me better Words for it fir&s;t, and be better Armed too: Come, come,</HI> &s;aid they, <HI>we do not come hither to prate, but we come for Money, and Money we will have before you &s;tir from this place: I,</HI> &s;aid <HI>Tom, is it &s;o? Nay then,</HI> &s;aid he, <HI>get it and take it:</HI> So one of them made at him, but he pre&s;ently unarmed him, and took
<PB N="16" REF="11"> away his Sword, which was made of good tru&s;ty Steel, and &s;mote &s;o hard at the other, that they began to &s;et Spurs to their Hor&s;es and be gone, but he &s;oon &s;tayed they Iour|ney, one of them having a Portmantle be|hind him, <HI>Tom</HI> perceiving it to be Money, fought with more Courage then he did be|fore, till at the la&s;t he had Killed two of the four, and the other two he Wounded mo&s;t grievou&s;ly, that they cryed for Quarter, &s;o with much intreating, he gave them Quar|ter, but he took all their Money, which was two hundred pound, to bear their Charges home: So when <HI>Tom</HI> came home, he told them how he had &s;erved the Foot-ball-players, and the four Thieves, which cau&s;ed a laugh from his old Mother, and to refre&s;h him, went to &s;ee how all things did, and what his Men had done &s;ince he went from home, and going to the Forre&s;t, he wandred up and down, and at la&s;t met with a lu&s;ty Tinker, that had a good Staff on his Shoulder, and a great Dog to carry his Bag and Tools: &s;o <HI>Tom</HI> asked the Tinker <HI>from whence he came, and whether he was going, for that was no High-way:</HI> But the Tinker being a &s;turdy Fellow, bid him <HI>go look, and what was that to him,</HI> but Fools mu&s;t be medling:
<PB N="17" REF="11"> <HI>No,</HI> &s;ays <HI>Tom, but i'le make you know be|fore you and I part, it is to me: I,</HI> &s;aid the Tinker, <HI>I have been the&s;e three long years, and have not had one Combat with any Man; I have Challenged many a Man, but none dur&s;t make me an&s;wer; I think,</HI> &s;aid he, <HI>they be all Cowards in this Coun|try; but I hear there is a Man in this Coun|try which is called</HI> Tom Hic-ka-thrift, <HI>that killed a Gyant, him would I fain &s;ee,</HI> &s;aid the Tinker, <HI>to have one Combat with him: I,</HI> &s;aid <HI>Tom, but methinks,</HI> &s;aid he, <HI>it might be Ma&s;ter with you, I am the Man,</HI> &s;aid he, <HI>what have you to &s;ay to me? Why verily,</HI> &s;aid the Tinker, <HI>I am glad we are &s;o happi|ly met together, that we may have one &s;ingle touch: Sure,</HI> &s;aid <HI>Tom, you do but je&s;t: Marry,</HI> &s;aid the Tinker, <HI>I am in ear|ne&s;t: A match,</HI> &s;aid <HI>Tom; 'Tis done,</HI> &s;aid the Tinker: <HI>But,</HI> &s;aid <HI>Tom, will you give me leave to get me a Twig? I,</HI> &s;aid the Tinker, <HI>hang him that will Fight with a Man unarmed, I &s;corn that:</HI> So <HI>Tom</HI> &s;teps to a Gate and takes one of the Rails for his Staff, &s;o to it they fell, the Tinker at <HI>Tom,</HI> and <HI>Tom</HI> at the Tinker, like two Gyants they laid on at each other: The Tinker had a Leathern Coat, and every
<PB N="18" REF="12"> blow <HI>Tom</HI> gave the Tinker, his Coat roar'd again, yet the Tinker did not give way to <HI>Tom</HI> an &s;uch: but <HI>Tom</HI> gave the Tinker a blow on the &s;ide of the Head, which fell'd the Tinker: <HI>Now Tinker, where are you,</HI> &s;aid <HI>Tom?</HI> But the Tinker being a nimble Fellow, leapt up again and gave <HI>Tom</HI> a blow made him Reel again, and follow'd his blows, and took <HI>Tom</HI> on the other &s;ide, which made <HI>Toms</HI> Neck crack again. So <HI>Tom</HI> flung down his Wea|pon and yielded the Tinker the better on't, and took him home to his Hou&s;e, where I &s;hall leave <HI>Tom</HI> and the Tinker till they be recovered of their &s;ad Wounds and Brui&s;es.</P>
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<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<FIGDESC>woodcut of man with staff</FIGDESC>
</FIGURE></P>
<PB REF="13">
<P><FIGURE>
<FIGDESC>woodcut of Tom at work and fighting a giant</FIGDESC>
</FIGURE></P>
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