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I ſet me down to ſpend my two-pence; but in the end Sir John began to pick a quarrel with me, and then I ſtarted up thinking to go about my buſineſs; but then Sir John had got ſuch faſt hold of me by the top of my head, that I had no power of myſelf; and by his ſtrength and power threw me down, broke my head, and bruiſed other parts of my purſe, and left me not a penny; and therefore he deſerves to die.
Will the Weaver.
Now Gentlemen I beſeech you hear me ſpeak, I am but a poor man and have a wife, and a charge of children, and an but a poor weaver by my trade; and this unkind companion will never let me alone, but always enticing me from my work, and will not be quite till he hath me to the alehouſe, and when there, he always quarrels with me, and abuſes me moſt baſely, and ſometimes he binds me both hand and foot and throws me into a ditch, ſtays with me all night, and next morning leaves me without a penny in
