day running up to a man, and to rub the dust off his face with your handkerchief, whether he would or no; after which you made him fit down by you, crack jokes, tell a ftory, and fuch fancies; then, having amufed yourself fufficiently, you fairly fuddled him with a quart bottle of Geneva, and fent him reeling away. To finish the whole: the report goes, that you were feen to come in a moody manner upon the Green, and, cafting up your eyes in a strange staring way, took your hat off your head, and bowed about on both sides of you, fometimes to men, fometimes to horfes, and fometimes to mortar, as if you were crazy. Ridiculous, Ridiculous, Samuel. lous to be attended to. Too ridicu I have, as fteward, a duty to dif charge, fir, which, perhaps, may convince you to the contrary. Pray read that paper, fir. The HUMBLE PETITION of the MASONS, CARPENTERS, BRICKLAYERS, CARVERS, and OTHERS, in Common Council affembled. To SIR BENJAMIN BEAUCHAMP, KNIGHT and Baronet. SHOWETH, THAT, your petitioners are honest men and good workmen, and would. not take advantage of any gentleman's infirmity, willingly. THAT, they are in great forwardnefs with a new town, called ShenStone-Green; the intent of building which, very much furprizes your petitioners, who never heard of giving away a whole town before. THAT, your petitioners believe your Honour to be a worthy gentleman, and as free with your money as we are with lime and mortar; but that your petitioners have feen fuch things in your Honour, as they cannot make out. THAT, your Honour hath pulled your hat off to your humble petitioners, who never had so much honour done them before, when at work. THAT, THAT, your Honour hath been seen to give half a crown to a boy who turned a barrow full of new bricks into a ditch, because you said, he, poor thing, must fuffer for the misfortune more than the price of the bricks. THAT, your Honour has been heard to talk very much and very loud to yourself, and choose, for this purpose, dark lanes, gloomy corners, and unfrequented places, such, indeed, as your petitioners would upon all occafions, fave one occafion, affiduously avoid. THAT, your petitioners have heard your Honour making ftrange noises, and holding long difcourfes in the night, and have been ear-witness, many many and fundry times, to the words -My head is giddy—my heart is in flames-my foul is on fire-O SHENSTONE! SHENSTONE! SHENSTONE! &c. &c. &c. THAT, one of your petitioners, being the other day on the oppofite fide of the hedge, looked through the twigs thereof, and faw your Honour weeping; after which, your Honour began to fmile, and to af fure the trees you were a great deal too happy. THAT, your Honour diverted yourself two hours with making one of your humble petitioners dead drunk with drinking drams. THAT, putting together all the fe circumstances, with fome others which give |