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A Farther Continuation OF THE HISTORY OF THE Crown-Inn.

PART .III.

Containing the preſent State of the INN, and other Particulars.

LONDON: Printed for J. MOOR, and Sold by the Bookſellers of London and Weſtminſter. Price 3d.

A Farther Continuation OF THE HISTORY OF THE Crown-Inn, &c.

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IN my laſt I told you what furious Pretentions were made to Mr. WRIGHT's Favour, by a Set of Fellows, who, you will conclude little deſerve it; and if you conſider that the greateſt part of that Letter was writ before His coming to Town; you will likewiſe agree, that I ſpoke ſomewhat like a Prophet.

But indeed, what is eaſier than to foreſee Things which have ſuch natural and unavoidable [4] Conſequences; for nothing but the groſſeſt Impudence, as well as the moſt abſurd and vain Conceptions, could have given them the leaſt Pretence to it; or have urg'd them to hope what they were neither intituled to, or qualified for.

They were very officious in their Attendance on Mr. WRIGHT when he arrived near the Town, and as ſuppliant as Spaniels in their Sycophantick Devoires. They feigned and wrung out an hundred Compliments which he took littlenotice of; But of all, you would have laught heartily at BOB, with his INVIOLABLE ATTACH, and boaſted Intereſt; BOB after all was fain to implore the Favour to be introduced; and when he had duck'd himſelf into a low and obſequious Cringe, as he drew near, Mr. WRIGHT by a ſudden Preſence of Mind, turned his back upon him, and poor BOB's Countenance fell like a Weather-Glaſs at the Alteration of the Weather.

This admirable Farce wou'd have laſted much longer, to the great Diverſion of the Town; but that Mr. WRIGHT who is the moſt free and unaffected Man living, and cannot endure any thing that looks like conſtraint, or ſervile Flattery, reſolved not to be peſter'd with 'em; and therefore by diſmiſſing Jacob Ruſh, Sim, and ſome other of the King leaders, deſigned to convince the reſt, [5] what he thought of their Company; and that he was capable to diſtinguiſh thoſe who had merited from him, from thoſe who had not.

You will hardly believe me, when I tell you, that the CURATE had the Impudence to appear publickly at the INN. Surely the Front of that Fellow muſt be of the moſt ſolid and obdurate Braſs. Can it be forgot how often he has drank young Shute's Health; and preach'd up his Intereſt by Inumendo's, in direct oppoſition to Mr. WRIGHT's Succeſſion? Is any thing more notorious, unleſs his own corrupt Life, than his encouraging his Enemies, both in Life and Doctrine? How often has he been drunk at the Popes-Head, the Croſs-Keys, and Mitre, with the Friends of young Shute? For he promotes no Houſe, that is not even in its very Deſcription well affected to him. Was this a Wretch now to appear bare-faced to Mr. WRIGHT? or can any thing better diſcribe the unaccountable Vanity of an unthinking termagant Party?

The Concluſion of this was, that the Wretch was huſtled out of the Houſe, and had been buffeted, but out of deference to his Coat. Can you divine now, what ſhould be in the Man's Head? His Friends indeed, according to their uſual Vanity, ſaid we ſhou'd [6] ſee him a B—p, but could even the moſt ſtupid Clodpate alive, really hope or believe this, after he ſaw his Confederates under the deplorable Circumſtances of Diſgrace, and the Intereſt entirely ſunk that could ſupport his unjuſt Pretenſions? Well of all the Senceleſs furious Creatures that breath in the open Regions of the Air, commend me to the CURATE and his Party, for ſomething very ridiculous, and out of the common Road and Propriety of Thinking.

A Friend of mine gives a very good turn to this and ſays, it was a Deſign of the Party to ſend him thither on purpoſe to be affronted, thereby to give a ſecond handle to enflame the Mob, as at an Injury or Diſreſpect offered to the Church; and this to be ſounded by the Trumpets of Zion among the People. I will grant for once they may be capable to Think, for there are ſome ſhallow Trickſters among them; and therefore my Friends Notion may be juſt; but if ever they are hanged for Conjurers I'll be Shot, or throw my ſelf out of the Window, as an Auſpicious Patron of his did, when he remembered the irreparable Injury he had done his Country, by Charioting and Countenancing ſuch a pernicious Incendiary.

Upon the whole, the Party have now changed their Sentiments; it is at length beaten into their fortified Skulls; that their [7] mighty Pretences to Mr. WRIGHT's Favour were frivilous, and without Ground. They do not ſo warmly, and proudly affirm now, That they were the Men who brought him in; and all the Love, and previous Grimaces, and the faint Acclamations before his Arrival, are turned into dull and inſignificant Shruggs.

The glorious Changes at the INN have almoſt work'd them into their Ancient Spirit: The Conſternation is great, but they have always a Body of Reſerve ready to ſuſtain them under the moſt ſhocking and terrible Defeats. It is pleaſant to hear theſe Fellows, who but a few Days ago, were heard to utter the moſt melodious Things imaginable of Mr. WRIGHT, now aſſume a dogmatical Air of reaſoning upon his Conduct; and ſtraining themſelves into ambiguous and ridiculous Hints; as if his known and celebrated Virtue were any way in the Caſe of diſcountenancing ſuch a pack of deep Mouth'd Curs, that are always full Cry in running down Truth and Innocence; and where they have neither Courage nor Honeſty to ſpeak: their Minds, are Villains enough to make diſtant and raskally Reflections. But let them take care, for we have a ſubſtantial pair of Stocks here, and a Whipping-Poſt of the fitteſt Magnitude, equal to the brawnieſt Back of the moſt Sizeable Villain among them; beſides two ſturdy young Elms at the [8] Towns-end, that grew in a true Proteſtant Country where HEREDITARY RIGHT, SLAVERY, and ARBITRARY POWER were never heard off.

I am vexed that I muſt trouble you with ſuch Trifles as theſe, but I ſhall never get through my Purpoſe without letting you into theſe little Details; nor wou'd you be ſo capable to reliſh Things more momentous, if you were not truely poſſeſſed of the preſent State and litigious Spirit of the Party You remember what they were in Power, and 'tis proper you ſhou'd know what they are in Adverſity,

They forget the old Proverb, That Sawce for the Gooſe is Sawce for the Gander. What havock they made in turning out the Old Servants, upon the moſt frivolous Pretences, and what a Scrabling they made to get their Fingers into the Widow's Diſh. Never was ſuch a Set of Cormorants known, they devoured by wholeſale, yet went on with eager Complaints againſt the Old Servants, the better to conceal their own voracious Stomachs: One was accuſed of taking Half Penny Rolls out of the Bakers Basket, another for Embezling the Hay and Oats, and a third for receiving Reckonings and not bringing the Money to the Bar: But for Truth, they left that to be made out by Jonathan Wormwood their Amanuenſis a very bitter Fellow againſt all the old Servants, a witty facetious Varlet, and a [9] and hanger on to Bob, who kept him for ſuch Purpoſes, for which he was excellently qualified, for he was as wicked as his Heart could wiſh; and had the beſt Talent at Railery and Lies a Man could poſſibly be endued-withal.

How he handled the Widow's Friends and Servants you have heard already; it was however equal to the Juſtice and Candour of all their other Proceedings, and helpt to furniſh half the Blockheads in Town of that Party with Matter to hold an Argument. Some drew the whole Rigmaro into a kind of uſeful Common Place, for the greater Eaſe to their Memory's; and every Jackdaw or Owl in Town could hoot out ſome ſenceleſs Leſſon taken from his Scurrilous Memoirs.

Bob had half a Dozen of theſe Fellows at his Beck, who hated him heartily, but for the Bread they receiv'd out of the Widow's Basket. Every Raskal had his ſeparate Inſtructions. To one it was given to blacken the Widow's Friends, and ſhew the Neceſſity of coming to an Agreement without them; to another, to render our own Condition deſperate, the better to frighten People into a Sence of it; a third was to run down the Credit of the Old Servants, and cry up the great Honeſty of the new; a fourth, to diſcant on the Church; a fifth on Trade; and a ſixth inceſſantly to cry out Faction, Plots, wicked Deſigns, &c. and keep the Town in continual Alarm, to [10] prevent their cooling, or recovering their proper Sences.

Theſe Tools, as infamous as they were, anſwer'd the Ends they were employed on: the Mob eſpecially, and the moſt unthinking and injudicious People, were taken by the Ears, and liſtened to them with great Attention, and by ſuch Mountebank Methods, the Credit of their Proceedings at the Inn was wholly ſupported.

The Widow, poor Woman, they kept up in her Chamber, and perſuaded her, that her appearing below Stairs might be prejudicial to her Health, and that every thing went on well, and her Cuſtomers appeared all very much pleaſed with their Entertainment: So that ſhe ſeldome came into the Bar, unleſs now and then on a Market-day or ſo, or at a CLUB-SUPPER, when it was neceſſary for her to paſs ſome Accounts. The Rogues had indeed ſome Reaſon to ſay, ſhe was miſled and abuſed by the Old Servants, if they judged from the reſult of their own Conduct, for they found ſhe was a perfect eaſie Woman; and if her Tenants and Cuſtomers were but pleaſed with their Uſage, ſhe ſeldome enquired further, and they took ſpecial Care that none of the Old Servants might come near her, and ſtifled all Letters by the Poſt when they ſuſpected the Hand Writing, for [11] fear ſhe ſhou'd get any Intelligence of the true State of the Houſe.

They were taking all other Methods they could think on to make the Game ſure, when they differed among themſelves about the Means, and to the great Satisfaction of the Town, fell together by the Ears, Nab, like an ungrateful Slut as ſhe was, had not that regard to the Advancement Bob had been a Means to promote her to; and perhaps there was ſomething in it more than ordinary: Bob was on the decline, aged Fifty-five, and upwards; of a temperate and phlegmatick Conſtitution. Harry was in the meridian of his Days; a robuſt young Dog, full of Life and Fire, with a vigorous Shape, ſtrong Back, and hale Complexion, fed high, and had an amorous Soul of his own. The Rogue has good Blood in his Veins too, but no more the Son of old HARRY than I am of Jupiter. The old Man diſowns his Proceedings, and ſays, he always feared he would come to ſome violent End, from his turbulent diſobedient Spirit. That his Mother, reſt her Soul, dreamt of a Comet the Night ſhe was delivered of him, and could never govern him as he ſhou'd be. Nay, you muſt know the young Knave took up a Belt againſt his own Father once at a WRESTLING, and threw him out of the Ring.

[12] But to proceed. Harry, by theſe ſtrong Perſuaſions, drew Nab into his Party: Not that ſhe has many Babies to be ſeen in her Eyes, for they have for ſome Years paſt, diſplayed but a very dull Water, yet the Jade had a feeling Conception of the foregoing Qualifications, and there was an excellent Character ſtirring of his ſingular Talent that Way. Nab Eveſdropt dropp'd all that paſs'd between the VVidow and Bob, and gave Harry an Account ſtill; and took all Opportunities to improve Things to his Advantage, for I ſhould have told you, that Nab, according to Bob's Prediction, was by this Time become a Lady; and I can aſſure you, valued herſelf not a little upon it: She looked as much above her former Occupation, as an Upſtart 'Squire does above a Hack, when he has dipt the ANTIENT SEAT, for a Gilt Chariot, and a Pair of Swiſſ Tails. Nab was Hand and Glove with the VVidow, and not a Pin could be ſtuck right, if it was not of Nab's doing; for Nab had been well brought up, and could handle her Needle, tiff up a Fall below, or do any other Work, as well as Drudgery; tho' the BEESOM was indeed the moſt exquiſitely adapted to her Hands of any other Perquiſite of her Office. Nab kept the VVidow's Purſe, and bought Perfumes, Powder, and Patches, &c. and made many a round Penny of her Markettings: She had [13] a Liquoriſh Tooth of her own, and loved a Cordial at her Heart, which ſhe always poſted in her Bill of Incidents: They ſay 'twas pretty large at the VVidow's Death.

There were other of the Female Servants at the INN violently attached to Harry's Perſon, through the Impreſſion of his ſmug Countenance, and brawny Shoulders: No Page cou'd ſwallow Quince-Marmalet more greedily, than theſe Simpering Baggages did the Complimental Addreſſes of the young Brazier; every one believing, like Don John's ſix Wives, That ſhe was the VVoman! and each putting herſelf forward, with the greateſt Addreſs to ſerve him, and render him gracious in the Eyes of the VVidow: This it is to have the Reputation of being what we call a VVoman's Man: Bob, with all his Politick Airs, and Set Faces, could not conjure himſelf into the Womens Graces, and Harry had a favourable Gift beyond all the Magick of his VVand. Harry wou'd Dance with them on the Green, play at Drop-Glove, Stool-Ball, and the like; which Bob was too feeble and ſtiff in the Hams for; and could only figh that he had introduced ſuch a Smock-faced young VVhoreſbird to Supplant him.

[14] Thus you ſee by what Meaſures Harry carried his Point, and engag'd the Private Services of theſe Female Advocates, whoſe ſhort Triumph, and ſudden Fall, is now the Subject of their Tears and Concern. Realy, the Fellow might be very happy, could he but lay aſide Ambition, and confine himſelf to a rural kind of Life. The great Reſort of Females his Reputation wou'd ſoon draw about him, could not but afford a very happy Proſpect of Pleaſure to one, who is by Nature fitlier qualified for the lacivious Drudgery of a Seraglio, than the Gravity of Publick Buſineſs. In ſhort, Harry's a very pretty Fellow, and a boon Companion; but the Rogue was ſo near ſacrificing his Country; he's never to be truſted at the INN more, if he comes off no worſe.

I muſt not forget, that I promiſed you an Account of the preſent State thereof. I concluded with telling you of the ſeveral Changes made at the INN, and what was likely to enſue. Charles, the Head-Oſtler, and Ned Topſail, as I hinted, are both reſtored to their Places: Honeſt VVill Truby has joſtled that queer Fellow Jack Squeamiſh, out of his STEWARDSHIP; and Frank Stirrup, Son of old Ralph the Caſhkeeper, has received the Keys of the COFFER [15] again, from the reluctant Hands of Nab's enabled Conſort.

Every thing looks with a good Aſpect, and the Houſe begins to appear in its ancient Grandeur: You may remember in what a Plight you left us; Solitary and Diſconſolate; our Credit ſunk; our Trade cramp'd and ruin'd; the Country Beggard; and the INN in the Hands of a Set of Arbritrary Fellows that drove on Jehu-like to our Deſtruction; our Friends affronted and diſcouraged; Honeſt Men put out of all, and none but a parcel of indefeaſible Raskals preferr'd, who deſerved hanging for their known Zeal to young Shute: But you will now find us with ſmiling Countenances, chearful Spirits, and compoſed Minds. We could hardly ſpeak before for fear of our Taskmaſters; but we dare now Noſe thoſe Villains that uſed to gibe us. Men of Integrity are only looked on at the INN, and to have been well attached to the New LANDLORD, is the beſt Argument for preſent Merit.

Robin Bold, the Plummer, Dick File-duſt, the Smith, Nick Silver-Tongue, the Lapidary, and the reſt of the honeſt Lads that ſtood titely for him at the laſt WRESTLING, are brought into Play again, and are ready to take up a Cudgel on the ſame ſide whenever Occaſion offers. They threaten us hard in ſome Parts [16] of the Country, but we have as good as carried the Belt in this Town already almoſt two to one; and we doubt not but to ſhew 'em fair Play for it every where elſe: We have a Parcel of mettled Lads that have been uſed to Sport, and are not afraid of a broken Head or two, if it comes to the Puſh.

You may remember, I always told you Things could not laſt long as they went on; and 'tis confirmed what I told you in my Firſt, that the VVidow deſigned to have made great Alterations at the INN, had ſhe recovered. 'Tis likewiſe as certain, that they broke her Heart among them, by diſcovering one anothers Rogueries, when they fell out. Poor Woman! they had harraſs'd her ſo for 3 Years together, and made her break her Words often with her honeſt Friends and Tenants, that when ſhe came once to reflect, it caſt her into ſuch a deep Melancholy, as carried her precipitately to the Grave. In her laſt Intervals, ſhe entered into the following Soliloquy, to this Effect, ‘"Unhappy Woman! have I for this ſo long eat the Bread of Carefulneſs? Took Pains early and late to promote a Trade, and gain Reputation to the INN, on purpoſe to make all thy Tenants and Cuſtomers eaſie and happy? And is all my Trouble and Care come to this at laſt? It was not ſo, ſays ſhe, in the Days of my old Servants: My Affairs went well then; [17] and nothing I undertook but was Succeſsful. I had a Reputation far and near, and was eſteemed and courted even by my very Adverſaries: My Tenants and Cuſtomers were perpetually Rejoicing; but I fear I have now given them too great an Occaſion for Sorrow. Could I recal a little Time, But I ſhall ne'er outlive it; I wou'd endeavour to remove the Cauſe, and make them all eaſie again. But this is reſerved for Heaven and my Succeſſor: Tell my poor People I dye theirs; and yet I am ſorry I cannot do more to redreſs them before I depart.’ This ſaid, ſhe turned about, and with a Sigh breathed out her Soul to him that gave it.

Were theſe Fellows capable of Correction, ſure this would have ſome effect on them: But I deſpair of ever ſeeing them ſhew the leaſt Signs of Grace and Repentance.

You have heard how they wou'd have inſinuated themſelves into Mr. WRIGHT'S Favour, and what a fawning and cringing they uſed at firſt, but when they ſaw he was not to be cajoled, and made a very juſt Diſtinction of their Proceedings toward him, by clearing the Houſe of them; they preſently changed their Notes, and are forming a Cabal againſt his Conduct.

[18] The rewarding the long and eminent Services of honeſt John Truſty, is one of the greateſt Cuts to 'em of all; for tho' they bear the reſt with Spleen and Impatience enough, yet there is in this a double Portion of Acrimony. John was the Honour and Support of the old Servants, and the Terror and Diſgrace of the New: John caried the CAUSE againſt Old Savage for many Years together, to the great Diſadvantage of their Idol Young Shute. John refuſed to Countenance their Schemes in making the Compoſition, and rather choſe to retire out of the Country, than breath the ſame Air with ſuch Villains as ſeemed to have abandoned all Faith and Honour, and were driving at the Ruin of their Country. And if that Raskal Slyboots had nothing elſe to anſwer but the Perſecution and ill Treatment of this worthy Man, that were enough never to have him forgiven.

How eaſie it is to gueſs the Rage and Ferment theſe Fellows are in at Mr. WRIGHT's glorious Proceedings. They ſay, he begins too ſoon, moves too faſt, and that this cannot laſt long, with other ſuch rediculous Stuff: But theſe are rather their Wiſhes than their Sentiments; both which are as much below his Reſentment, as the ſenceleſs Reflection of the Party. He came here to govern, and choſe rather to ſhew them, that he ſaw no [19] Reaſon to conceal his Reſentment, nor to continue Men about him whom he cou'd not chuſe but be uneaſie at; and if they have any Modeſty, they ought to believe themſelves obnoxious, and make a ſilent Retreat. That there was more Sincerity and Juſtice in opening himſelf freely at firſt, and letting them ſee he had no Reaſon to diſguiſe himſelf, than to act in Deference to their Judgment, or have any regard to the cenſure of People he had ſo little reaſon to value. They Miſtake, he has both too much Courage and too much Honeſty to endeavour to veil his Conduct; or proceed with the leaſt regard to their empty Commendations: Hipocriſie was Property a rather becoming the laſt Three Years, than the Prudence, Juſtice, Honour, and excellent Management of the New LANDLORD, whoſe Rule is TO REWARD HIS FRIENDS, DO JUSTICE TO HIS ENEMIES; AND FEAR NONE.

They are endeavouring to poſſeſs the People that he deſigns to curtail the Dignity of the INN; by reducing the Gates two Foot narrower in Circumference; to prohibit the Eating of Beef; abridge the Servants Wages; and allow them only Small Beer at their Victuals; and finally, that he intends to take down the Steeple, and employ the Stones and Rubbiſh to make a Fence for the Conventicle, with other [20] prepoſterous Cant. Then to give terrible Ideas of his Perſon. They repreſent him with a furious ſtern Look, and a Head like a Dragon; with Scales and Fins like a Fiſh, and with ſuch like incredible Stuff endeavour to make an Impreſſion on the People; but let them go on, when they have Lyed till they are weary of it the Banter will end in their own Shame and Confuſion.

I could enlarge egregiouſly on his admirable Qualities; the great Temperance, Juſtice, Candour and Moderation of his Temper; but I ſhall omit it till a more favourable Opportunity, having already almoſt fill'd up my Scrole.

I had almoſt forgot to tell you, that ſome unlucky Knaves, in a Picture ſpread privately about, have drawn poor Harry in Deep Mourning, with the LEAGUE in one Hand, and a Halter in the other. The Hangman carrying an Axe before him, with the Edge toward him. In the upper Copartment is the Gallows hung in Black-Bayes for Arthur Skipkennel, Matt. the Tavern-Boy, Con, and ſome of the reſt of them, &c. I am yours, &c.

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