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<P>A mo&s;t Delightful HISTORY Of the Famous <HI>Clothier of</HI> England, CALLED, JACK of NEWBERY, In the days of King <HI>Henry</HI> the Eighth; how he was beloved of his Mi&s;tris above all her Wealthier Sutors: what great and valiant things he did for <HI>England:</HI> and the great number of poor he daily cheri&s;hed.</P>
<P>And how (when the King &s;ent for him) he refu&s;ed (with his company) to leave the Hill of Ants to go to the King: and therefore the King went to him: which he wittily excu&s;ed: with many other very plea&s;ant pa&s;&s;ages.</P>
<P>Written by <HI>W. <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">. F. C.</HI></P>
<P>Printed for <HI>W. Thackeray,</HI> at the Sign of the <HI>Angel</HI> in <HI>Duck-Lane.</HI></P>
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<HEAD>THE MOST Delightful Hi&s;tory OF <HI>Jack</HI> of <HI>Newberry.</HI></HEAD>
<P>_IN the Reign of King <HI>Henry</HI> the Eighth, one <HI>John Winch|comb,</HI> being an Apprentice to a rich Clothier in the town of <HI>Newberry</HI> in <HI>Bark&s;hire,</HI> a pretty hand&s;ome Youth, his Ma&s;ter dyed, and left his Mi&s;tris a Widdow; who perceiving <HI>Jack</HI> to be a faithful, careful, and tru&s;ty Servant, &s;he put him in great tru&s;t in the Hou&s;e; who as carefully performed the tru&s;t repo&s;ed in him.</P>
<P>His Mi&s;tris having many Suitors com|ing to her, could not fancy any: for her Man <HI>John</HI> had &s;toln away her heart. The Par|&s;on of <HI>Spinhome-land</HI> woo'd her, and often &s;o|licited with her to make her his Wife, but could not obtain her love, becau&s;e he was a Clergy-man; too much (&s;he thought) de|voted to his Study. A rich Tanner was a &s;econd Wooer, but could not &s;peed; for
<PB N="3" REF="3"> though he was rich, yet was he too Old for hee young and lu&s;ty de&s;ires. A Taylor was a third man, who was almo&s;t confident of her love; but all in vain, for her man <HI>John,</HI> oh! he was the man that had &s;o wounded her heart that &s;he could love no other man.</P>
<P>She &s;eeing the backwardne&s;s of <HI>John,</HI> her man (after many occa&s;ions which &s;he gave him to wooe her) came at la&s;t, and told him plainly that &s;he loved him, which &s;ecret &s;he did earne&s;tly de&s;ire him not to impart to any: but he very mode&s;tly blu&s;hing with a Ro&s;ie colour in his Cheeks, not knowing low to expre&s;s him&s;elf <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">s he de&s;ired, being a&s;toni&s;hed hereat, an&s;wered: <HI>Sweet Mi&s;tris</HI> (quoth he) <HI>I am but a Child to undertake &s;o great a thing, it is a charge, the di&s;charge whereof methinks I fear to undertake:</HI> At which an&s;wer, &s;he was &s;omething di<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">couraged in her &s;ute for the pre|&s;ent, and ki&s;&s;ing of him, brake off di&s;cour&s;e for that time; and night approaching, &s;he went to Bed, but took but little re&s;t; but either &s;lumbering (at the be&s;t) or Dreaming of her pretty Man <HI>John.</HI> She was &s;o troubled, as if &s;he had been wounded in a Pri&s;on, and with many Cogitations of her Beloved, fetched many deep &s;ighs in that dole&s;om and dark
<PB N="4" REF="3"> night: thinking it long e're morning came, rejoycing to &s;ee the light appear; more to embrace her dear Servant, or rather her Ma|&s;ter, <HI>John.</HI></P>
<P>She going to &s;ee <HI>Bartholomew</HI> Fair, as Women u&s;e to do, to &s;ee and be &s;een, took her man <HI>John</HI> with her; who whil&s;t &s;he was talk|ing with a friend, e&s;pyed him &s;aluting a pretty Maid, which made her own mouth water; and biting her Lips, &s;he left di&s;cour&s;ing with her Neighbor to go to <HI>John,</HI> to prevent his further familiarity with the Maid.</P>
<P>Afterwards &s;he met with the Taylor her Sweet-heart, &s;o neat as could be, in the Fair; who de&s;iring her to drink a Cup of Wine with him, was denied again and again, but by importunity &s;he was per&s;waded; and he e&s;pying the Tanner, called him into t<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">e Tavern to them, to help to bear their Charges; little imagining that he was a Sutor to the &s;ame Widdow; and both of them e&s;pying the Par&s;on go by, called him in, expecti<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">g to make him their Solliciter; thus were they all meerly drawn into <HI>Cupid's</HI> Paradice: but when each had di&s;covered their intents to other, they were all exceedingly perplexed, not knowing how this Divi&s;ion might be ended: At la&s;t, it was de&s;ired of the
<PB N="5" REF="4"> Widdow which of them &s;he loved be&s;t: and &s;he an&s;wered, that &s;he loved them all; and gave them thanks for their charges; but (quoth the Par&s;on) can you find in your heart to Marry me? It is your Office to Marry, quoth &s;he, and not mine. Then (quoth the Tanner) will you make me your Husband? Truly Neighbour, quoth &s;he, me|thinks you might better be my Father, you are of great Years to Marry &s;uch a young Widdow as I am. Then (quoth the Taylor) Widdow, i<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter"> is I that mu&s;t enjoy you; &s;hall you and I be Marryed? Yes, I hope &s;o (quoth the Widdow) when we and our &s;weet-hearts are agreed: So de&s;i<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">ing to take her leave of them, giving them t<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">anks for their co&s;ts they &s;pent on her, &s;he aro&s;e up to go away; but they de&s;iring a full an&s;wer from her, de|&s;ired her to give them better &s;atisfaction to their Reque&s;ts. If (quoth &s;he) you will come to my Hou<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">e on Thur&s;day, I will give you full &s;atisfaction: at which time they all came; and &s;he told them all then plainly, that &s;he would marry none of them, for &s;he had one nearer home, whom &s;he loved &s;o well, that &s;he could not marry any other man; &s;o they went all away very &s;ad and di&s;contented.</P>
<P>Night approaching, &s;he talked privately
<PB N="6" REF="4"> with her Man <HI>John,</HI> wooing him to marry her; which he &s;till through ba&s;hfulne&s;s re|fu&s;ed: And when night approached, &s;he cau&s;ed a &s;pecial bed to be made for her man <HI>John</HI> to lie in; which bed was onely for &s;pecial &s;trangers to lie in, or for her Husband when he was not well: and &s;he lay her &s;elf in the next Chamber to him, which &s;he locked up, and kept the Key thereof her &s;elf.</P>
<P>But when &s;he had lain in Bed an hour or two, &s;he began to think it very long to lye alone; &s;o &s;he aro&s;e out of her bed, and went to her man <HI>John,</HI> &s;hivering and &s;haking, and lifting up his bed cloaths, he &s;tarted; Who is there, quoth he? It is I my &s;weet <HI>John,</HI> quoth &s;he, I am your Mi&s;tri&s;s; it is an ex|tream cold Night, and I, lying alone, am almo&s;t &s;tarved in my Bed: Good <HI>John,</HI> afford me the favour of one Nights lodging by thy &s;ide, my <HI>John,</HI> I pray thee. Alas poor Mi&s;tri&s;s, quoth he, come, come lye clo&s;e: Yea, yea, quoth &s;he, O &s;weet and good <HI>John;</HI> but here I leave them till the next morning.</P>
<P>She got up very early in the morning, and calling for <HI>John</HI> her man to go abroad with her, &s;he took him to the Church of Saint <HI>Bar|tholomews;</HI>
<PB N="7" REF="5"> and calling for the Pr&s;e&s;t of the place, &s;he, with him, per&s;waded <HI>John</HI> that they might then be married together; which with &s;mall intreaty he was per&s;waded to, and &s;o they returned home; and when they went to dinner, &s;he made him to &s;it in her old husbands Chair by her &s;elf at the end of the Table, at which his old fellow &s;ervants began to &s;mile; and before Dinner was ended, &s;he took him about the neck and ki&s;&s;ed him, and told her Servants that he was her Husband, and com|manded them to give him the re&s;pects due to a Ma&s;ter.</P>
<P>He al&s;o &s;pake lovingly to them, and told them, that he would not forget that he was once their Fellow-Servant, but would de&s;erve their re&s;pects to the uttermo&s;t of his indeavour. Thus they &s;pent the day in loving Toyings, only &s;ome over-&s;ight of the Work-men withal, and at night they went to Bed.</P>
<P>This new married Bride was the next morning vi&s;ited by divers Go&s;&s;ips of her acqu<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">intance, that heard of the Wedding, who &s;pent each of them their verdict, what the event of this her ha&s;ty Match would be; which Go&s;&s;ips did exceedingly di&s;courage her&punc; Oh! but (quoth &s;he) I w<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">ll take an Order
<PB N="8" REF="5"> for that, for I will curb him at the fir&s;t, that I will make &s;ure that he &s;hall never crow over me, I warrant you.</P>
<P>And indeed &s;he began to grow as great a Go&s;&s;ip as any was in <HI>Newberry,</HI> and would &s;ometimes come home very late at night; in|&s;omuch, that at la&s;t her Husband <HI>John</HI> went to bed, and locked her out, and took the Key up into his own Chamber; and when the good wife &s;aw that &s;he was &s;hut out of doors, &s;he knocked very hard, till at la&s;t her Husband looked out at the window, and bad her to go look her lodging at night, where &s;he had been &s;itting all day: <HI>Such Go&s;&s;ips</HI> (quoth he) <HI>as you, the Cage is the fitte&s;t Lodging for, go to the Con|&s;table, and be&s;peak a bed of him.</HI></P>
<P><HI>Oh! dear Husband,</HI> quoth &s;he, <HI>be not &s;o angry, I pray you; give me leave to come into my Bed, good &s;weet Husband, I pray you, and let me not &s;tand thus in the cold, le&s;t I lo&s;e my life thereby:</HI> After many fine words wherewith &s;he had intreated her Hus|band to come down and open the door, he came down to her, and let her in; to whom &s;he di&s;&s;emblingly pretended to have lo&s;t her Wedding-Ring from off her hand, who lo|vingly going forth with the Candle in his hand (in his &s;hirt) looked up and down upon
<PB N="9" REF="6"> the goound for it: and &s;he the mean time &s;tep|ping in, clapped to the door, and &s;hut him out; whereat he was much perplexed, and knocked a long time in the cold before &s;he would an&s;wer, who at la&s;t opening the Window, bad him go look a Lodging with him Con&s;tables Wife; and asked him whether he thought it good to lye in the cold in the Street: Now (quoth &s;he) &s;he who was even now at your mercy, hath gotten you at hers. Oh &s;weet Wife, quoth he, be not angry, but let me come in; I &s;wear unto thee, that I will never &s;hut thee forth of doors again, but thou &s;halt do what thou wilt and I will never meddle no make with you what&s;oever you do hereafter: where|upon &s;he came down and opened the door, and let him in; and there they made great pro|te&s;tations each to other, never to affront or fall out one with the other after; and with a good Sack-po&s;&s;et the Covenant was agreed between them.</P>
<P>Shortly after the King was to rai&s;e an Army of Souldiers again&s;t the Scots, who was ri&s;en again&s;t the Engli&s;h; and <HI>Jack</HI> of <HI>Newberry</HI> rai&s;ed at his own charges an hun|dred and fifty men, and allowed white Coats red Caps, and yellow Feathers; and led
<PB N="10" REF="6"> them him&s;elf: fifty of them were valiant Hor&s;emen; fifty Pikes, and fifty Mu&s;que|tiers; all brave Steeds, good Arms, and va|liant men; who marching by before the Queen, Queen <HI>Katherine,</HI> &s;he called for him, and under&s;tanding what he was, after &s;he had put forth her hand for him to ki&s;s, &s;he promi|&s;ed to acquaint the King's Maje&s;ty with his free and great &s;ervice.</P>
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<HEAD>A Song u&s;ed by <HI>Jack</HI> of <HI>Newberry</HI> and his Souldiers:</HEAD>
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<L>KIng <HI>Jamy</HI> of Scots had rai&s;ed</L>
<L>an Army again&s;t <HI>England;</HI></L>
<L>But let him come, we'l thunder him back,</L>
<L>he cannot us with&s;tand.</L>
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<LG>
<L><HI>Jack</HI> of <HI>Newbery</HI> comes proud Scots take heed</L>
<L>with valiant Souldiers &s;tout;</L>
<L>Who for brave <HI>England</HI> will fight with you,</L>
<L>and never will give out.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Our milk-white Coats, red Caps,</L>
<L>and yellow Feathers declare,</L>
<L>Our Re&s;olution's &s;tout and good,</L>
<L>there Scots will not &s;pare.</L>
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<P>Shortly after <HI>Jack</HI> of <HI>Newberry</HI> heard that the King was to ride by <HI>Newberry,</HI> &s;o he with his Servants went out into the field, and finding an Hill of Pi&s;mires, drew his Sword and guarded it; and the King coming by, &s;ent for him to know the rea&s;on why he guarded that place with his Sword drawn, the King in per&s;on being to pa&s;s by there? who returned an&s;wer, That he was bu&s;ie, and could not &s;peak with him; and the King is on Hor&s;e-back, and I am on Foot, therefore (quoth he) he may the better come to me. Tell the King, that I &s;tand here to guard the la|borious Ants from their Enemies: which Me&s;&s;age being brought to the King, he went to <HI>Jack</HI> of <HI>Newberry,</HI> expecting that it was done to make &s;ome je&s;t for his plea&s;ure: and when the King came, <HI>Jack,</HI> with all his men, fell on their knees, and cryed, God &s;ave the King; your Sacred Maje&s;ty (quoth he) hath vanqui&s;hed all mine Enemies. Now tru&s;t me, quoth the King, you are &s;tout Souldiers to fight again&s;t Butterflies, and with&s;tand &s;uch mighty Gyants.</P>
<P>My dread Soveraign, quoth <HI>Jack</HI> of <HI>New|berry,</HI> not long ago, in my conceit, I &s;aw the mo&s;t provident Nation of the Ants, &s;um|moned
<PB N="12" REF="7"><!-- PDF PAGE 73--> their chief Peers to a Parliament, which was held in the famous City of <HI>Drie-du&s;tie,</HI> the one and thirtieth day of <HI>September;</HI> whereas by their Wi&s;doms I was cho&s;en their King; at what time al&s;o many Bills of complaint were brought in again&s;t divers ill Members in the Common-Wealth, among&s;t whom the Mole was attainted of High-trea&s;on to their State, and therefore was bani&s;hed for ever from their quiet Kingdom; &s;o was the Gra&s;hopper and Catterpiller, becau&s;e they were not only idle, but al&s;o lived upon the la|bours of other Men: Among&s;t the re&s;t, the Butterflie was very much mi&s;liked, but few dur&s;t &s;ay any thing to him, becau&s;e of his Gol|den Apparel: who, through &s;ufference, grew &s;o ambitious and malapart, that the poor Ant could no &s;ooner get an Egg into her Ne&s;t, but he would have it away, e&s;pecially again&s;t <HI>Ea&s;ter</HI> which at length was mi&s;liked.</P>
<P>This painted A&s;s took &s;nuff in the no&s;e, and a&s;&s;embled a great many other of his own Coat, by windy Wars to root the&s;e painful peo|ple out of the Land, that he him&s;elf might be above them. The&s;e were proud But|terflies, quoth the King.</P>
<P>Whereupon, I, with my men, quoth <HI>Jack,</HI> prepared our &s;elves to with&s;tand them, till &s;uch
<PB N="13" REF="8"> time as your Maje&s;ties Royal pre&s;ence put them to flight.</P>
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<HEAD>The Song which <HI>Jack</HI> Sung with his Men before the KING.</HEAD>
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<L>I Have taken upon me a charge,</L>
<L>to govern the&s;e poor Ants,</L>
<L>That they may walk at large,</L>
<L>to gather in their wants.</L>
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<LG>
<L>That they may walk mo &s;afe,</L>
<L>to bring home their relief,</L>
<L>And keep that which they have;</L>
<L>from every idle Thief.</L>
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<LG>
<L>But now my King is here,</L>
<L>I bow down low my knee,</L>
<L>For we that vaunted here,</L>
<L>are Subjects unto thee.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>God ble&s;s thee Royal King,</L>
<L>and &s;end thee long to Reign,</L>
<L>And joy in every thing,</L>
<L>and freedom from all pain.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I, and my men, and mine,</L>
<L>my Ants, and all we have;</L>
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<L>Command us, we are thine,</L>
<L>and &s;o the King God &s;ave,</L>
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<P>Now to return again to <HI>Jack</HI> and his Wife, it fell out that &s;he fell &s;ick and dyed; and being buried, <HI>Jack</HI> fell in love with one of his Maids: and &s;ending for her Father, to know what he would give with his Daugh|ter: he came to <HI>Newberry,</HI> and &s;eeing the wealth of his Daughters Sweet-heart, and Ma&s;ter, he was a&s;toni&s;hed: for <HI>Jack</HI> had, <HI>viz.</HI>
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<ITEM>In one Room two hundred Loom all going.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Two hundred Boys making Quills.</ITEM>
<ITEM>A hundred Women Carding.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Two hundred Maids in another Room Spin|ning.</ITEM>
<ITEM>An hundred and fifty Boys picking of Wool.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Fifty Siermen.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Eight Rowers.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Fourty Dyers in the Dye-hou&s;e.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Twenty men in a Fulling-Mill.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Ten fat Oxen he &s;pent every week in his hou&s;e, be&s;ides Butter, Chee&s;e, Fi&s;h, &amp;c.</ITEM>
<ITEM>A Butcher for his own hou&s;e.</ITEM>
<ITEM>A Baker for his own hou&s;e.</ITEM>
<ITEM>A Brewer for his own hou&s;e.</ITEM>
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<ITEM>Five Cooks.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Six Scullion-Boys.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Divers Turn-&s;pits, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></ITEM>
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<P><HI>Sir, (quoth the old man) I wis the zee you be bominable Rich, and cham content you &s;hall have my Daughter, and God's Ble&s;&s;ing and mine light on you both. <HI>I</HI> vaith cham but a poor man, but I thong God cham of good exclamation among my Neighbours, and they will as zoon take my vice for any thing as a richer mans: thick I will be&s;tow you &s;hall have with a very good will, becau&s;e che hear very good commendation of you in every place: therefore thick give you twen|ty Nobles, and a weaning Calf, and when I dye, and my Wife; you &s;hall have the Re|velation of my Goods</HI></P>
<P>But <HI>Jack</HI> made more reckoning of the Wo|man's mode&s;ty, and virtues, than of his Fa|thers proffer; and he married her, and made a great Wedding; and in&s;tead of receiving the old mans Dowrie, he gave him twenty pounds in money; be&s;ides other good gifts.</P>
<P><HI>Oh my good Zon!</HI> quoth the old man, <HI>Chri&s;ts benizon be with thee evermore; For to tell thee true, we had zold all our
<PB N="16" REF="9"> Kine to make money for my Daughters mar|riage, and this zeven year we &s;hould not have been able to buy any more. Notwith|&s;tanding we &s;hould have zold all that ever we had, before my poor wench &s;hould have lo&s;t her marriage: I &s;hould have zold my Coat from my back, and my Bed from under me, before my Daughter &s;hould have gone with|out you. I thank you good Father and Mo|ther (quoth the Bride) and I pray God long to keeep you in health: then the Bride kneel|ing down, did her duty to her Parents; who weeping for very joy, departed.</HI></P>
<P>Now there was one <HI>Randal Pert,</HI> a Dra|per, dwelling in <HI>Watling-&s;treet,</HI> who owed to <HI>Jack</HI> of <HI>Newberry</HI> five hundred pounds; and it happend that <HI>Jack</HI> came up to <HI>London;</HI> and as he went to his Cu&s;tomers, he met in the &s;treet this <HI>Randal Pert</HI> in a Frock, carring a Porter's Basket, and an old ragged Doublet, and a torn pair of Breeches, with his Ho&s;e out at Heels, and a pair of old broken &s;lip-&s;hooes on his feet, a Rope about his middle, and a grea&s;ie Cap on his Head, and newly come out of Pri&s;on.</P>
<P>Now was his Wife, who before for dain|tine&s;s would not foul her fingers, nor turn her head a&s;ide for fear of rumpling her Nem|kinger,
<PB N="17" REF="10"> yet now glad to go about and wa&s;h Bucks at the <HI>Thames</HI> &s;ide, and to be a chare-woman; her &s;oft hand was now hardened with &s;couring, and in&s;tead of Gold Rings up|on her Lilly white fingers, her hands and fin|gers were now filled with chaps.</P>
<P>But when her husband e&s;pyed <HI>Jack</HI> of <HI>New|berry</HI> his Creditor, he ran away as fa&s;t as he could, for fear of being arre&s;ted: but he &s;ent h s man after him; who &s;eeing one pur&s;ue him, he ran the fa&s;ter; and in running, here he lo&s;t one of his &s;lip-&s;hooes, and there ano|ther, ever looking behind him with great fear: At la&s;t his Breeches being tyed but with one point, that with the ha&s;te he made, and the oldne&s;s thereof, brake, and his Breeches fell about his heels, and did &s;o &s;hackle him, that he fell down all along in the Street which his Ar&s;e bare, and an old ragged Shirt, he lay &s;weating and blowing, being quite worn out of breath; to whom the fellow came, and brought him to his Ma&s;ter, who took him to a Scrivener, to give him Bond for the pay|ment of the money; and the time of the payment of the money was to be paid when the &s;aid <HI>Pert</HI> was Sheriff of <HI>London,</HI> a thing very unlikely.</P>
<P>Well, the Scrivener made the Bond, to
<PB N="18" REF="10"> be paid when <HI>Randal Pert</HI> was Sheriff of <HI>London,</HI> and thereunto &s;et his hand for a Witne&s;s, and twenty per&s;ons more that &s;tood by.</P>
<P>And <HI>Jack</HI> of <HI>Newberry</HI> &s;ent for a new &s;uit of Apparel for him out of <HI>Birchen-Lane,</HI> and a new Shirt, and Band, Hat, Ho&s;e, Shooes, and all things nece&s;&s;ary, Merchant-like; then he took for him a Shop in <HI>Canwick-&s;treet,</HI> and furni&s;hed the &s;ame Shop with a thou&s;and pounds worth of Cloth, by which means, and other favours which he did for him, he grew in good credit again, and became very provident; and his Wife turned to be the be&s;t Hou&s;ewife in the Pari&s;h; and he &s;oon got good cu&s;tom, and was very provident, and increa&s;ed in wealth, &s;o that in &s;hort time became one of the be&s;t men for wealth in the Pari&s;h; and there was &s;o much notice taken of him, that he was cho&s;en Sheriff of <HI>London,</HI> and paid the five hundred pounds every penny; and kept a brave Hou&s;e in his Shrevalty, and afterwards being an Alderman of <HI>London,</HI> dyed before he came to be Lord Mayor, and left his Wife a gre<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">t E&s;tate.</P>
<P><HI>Jack</HI> of <HI>Newberry,</HI> otherwi&s;e called Ma&s;ter <HI>John Winchcomb,</HI> being grown very old, he fell &s;ick, and after few days he dyed; and
<PB N="19" REF="11"> his Wife buried him in great Pomp: and he left his Wife a great E&s;tate, and many Legacies to Friends, and to many poor people were left by him; and to his Burial come the greate&s;t part of the Country all thereabouts, to &s;ee the good old man laid in his Grave, where we will leave him with this Epitaph.</P>
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<DIV1 TYPE="epitaph">
<PB N="20" REF="11">
<HEAD>EPITAPH.</HEAD>
<L><HI>OF Newberry</HI> here lies valiant <HI>Jack</HI></L>
<L>&s;hrowded in white, come to his end</L>
<L>By Death that now hath broken his back,</L>
<L>who to his Country was a Frend;</L>
<L>An aid to tho&s;e that labour lov'd,</L>
<L>an help to poor, both blind and lame,</L>
<L>Men, Women, Children, all have prov'd</L>
<L>the &s;uccour &s;weet that from him came.</L>
<L><HI>Winchcomb</HI> adieu, God hath thy Soul,</L>
<L>thy Body lies inclo&s;ed in earth,</L>
<L>Thy Works brave Hi&s;tories do Enroul,</L>
<L>thy Life, thy Fame, ev'n from thy birth.</L>
</DIV1>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<BACK>
<DIV1 TYPE="publisher's advertisement">
<PB REF="12">
<HEAD>The&s;e Books following are to be Sold by <HI>William Thackeray,</HI> at the <HI>Angel</HI> in <HI>Duck-Lane,</HI> near <HI>We&s;t-Smithfield.</HI></HEAD>
<LIST>
<ITEM>THe famous Hi&s;tory of the <HI>Gentle Craft.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>The Book of Knowledge, of things un|known: the old and be&s;t &s;ort.</ITEM>
<ITEM>The Hi&s;tory of <HI>Thomas</HI> of <HI>Reading.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>The Hi&s;tory of the Golden Eagle.</ITEM>
<ITEM>The Hi&s;tory of the <HI>Jews,</HI> a &s;mall one.</ITEM>
<ITEM>The Book of Merry Riddles.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Variety of Riddles and Songs.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Corydons</HI> Complements.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Robin</HI> the Cobler.</ITEM>
</LIST>
<P>With all &s;orts of Hi&s;tor<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">es New or Old.</P>
<P>There is al&s;o to be had the&s;e Books of <HI>Divinity.</HI></P>
<LIST>
<ITEM><HI>FEnner</HI>'s Sermon of Repentance.</ITEM>
<ITEM>A Sermon of <HI>Dives</HI> and <HI>Laz<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">rus.</HI></ITEM>
<PB REF="12">
<ITEM>A Warning-piece for the Slothful.</ITEM>
</LIST>
<P>The&s;e three are not above Three-pence a piece.</P>
<LIST>
<ITEM>The Godly Mans Gain, and Wicked Mans Woe.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Sinners Sobs.</ITEM>
<ITEM>The Chri&s;tians Guide.</ITEM>
</LIST>
<P>The&s;e three la&s;t are but Two-pence a piece.</P>
<LIST>
<ITEM>There is al&s;o two Excellent Tables: One called, <HI>Ch i&s;tus Natus E&s;t,</HI> of the Birth Chri&s;t.</ITEM>
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</DIV1>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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