CHAP. XXVIII.

_The manner of his stealing an Hogshead of _French_ Wine

from the Custom-house._

Tracing the street, I chanced to cast my eye on a fellow, the slowness

of whose pace informed me of the idleness of his condition. His garb was

so preposterously unsuitable, that a man could not possibly look on him

without excessive laughter. To the intent you may participate with me in

the same sport, I shall open his Wardrobe. In general there was not any

thing he did wear that had not some times another property, & of which

one might derive another Pedigree. The Hat he had on was devested of all

Royal Dignity, having lost its Crown, and yet his crime would not be

allowed of as Capital. But what it wanted in one place was supplied in

another, the brims whereof being so large, they might have conveniently

served as a Pent-house for another besides himself. But this ingenious

Squire politickly had pin’d up the brims on one side, that he might have

some light to discern his way; his Hat thus pin’d up on the one side

lookt much like a trap-door pull’d up. His Band was so torn and dirty,

as if he had but just come from some fray; and lest passion should prove

obnoxious, time had done him that courtesie to purge away his choler. In

what condition his Doubtlet was behind, I could plainly discover through

the holes of his Cloak, which generally was so transparent, that the

rents and patches of several colours of his cloaths were as visible as

if you had lookt through Lawn. The forepart of his Doublet and his

Breeches I am confident were the off-spring of the Furniture of a

Billiard-Table. His Cloak proceeded from a Boat-tilt, whose Grandfather

was an Horse-cloth; and I could not look on his Breeches, but it put me

in mind of the _Scotch_ Flaggs that hung up in _Westminster_. His skirts

were so liquor’d and greas’d, that in case of extremity they might have

served for belly-pieces, not using any thing but their own fatness to

fry them in. By his countenance he seemed like a man of courage and

ingenuity, and so I could not chuse but endeavour his relief. Wherefore

I accosted him, pretending I had seen him somewhere, but could not for

the present call to mind the place. His necessity made him assent to

whatever I said; and desiring his company to an Ale-house, he readily

granted my request. By what unhappy accident he became thus miserable, I

know not, but the man was well furnisht both with natural and acquir’d

parts. Having had various discourses of several matters, and that we

began to be familiarly acquainted, I askt him why he rapt himself up so

close in his Cloak? _O Sir_, said he, _(to be plain) I have a maim’d

Doublet, and I have heard some say, there is nothing more prejudicial to

a wound than the intromission of Air_; which that Network garment of

yours (said I) will never be able to keep out. He replyed, _’Tis true,

Sir, I find it so, but I wish it were a Net, for then I might employ my

self by fishing_.

I was so well pleased in my new acquaintance, that (bidding him stay

there till my return, which should be speedy) I went and procured him

all things necessary for to cover his nakedness: the last thing he put

on was his Shoes; finding them to have Soals, they added new life to

him.

_But did before in one condition roul,

And both appear’d as if they had no Soul._

Having thus cast (Colt-like) his ragged Coat, I was not ashamed to walk

with him in the streets; coming to the Custom-house we saw several Pipes

and Hogsheads of Wine. Viewing all the places belonging thereunto, said

I, Methinks it is no difficult matter to steal one of these Hogsheads,

had I but assistance. You shall not want mine, Sir, (said he) even to

the hazard of my life, which I shall never look on as a sufficient

requital for this singular favour you have now conferr’d on me. Having

walkt there a while, we went down to a place called _Lazy hill_, where I

found out two or three pure Rogues more, one whereof had a Boat. I

informed them of my design; they willingly promised their helping hand,

and the time appointed for the effecting our intentions, was that night

about twelve. Accordingly we all met, and having procured an empty

Hogshead, we fill’d it with water, and away we went in the Boat. The

tide ebbing had left dry ground underneath the Key, where I planted

three of our company, instructing them that assoon as they found the

Coast cleer above, they should with slings (which they had for that

purpose) leave the Hogshead of water, & exchange it for one of wine;

which done, they should march off immediately. I and my new Comerade

marcht up the Custom-house stairs, where we encountred with two old

Watchmen. They askt us what our business was, we told them we had no

other design but to drink with them, having been a little frolicksome

the other side of the water. The old Watchmen were very joyful at this

news, and so giving one of them money to fetch some drink, the other

carried me to the Lodge. The drink being come, they minded that so much,

they had forgotten their duty; & I plyed them so close with whole ones,

that they were incapable of holding one more: in the mean time my

Comrogues were gone; pretending our boat was a drift, we took our

leaves; for then we could go along by the shore side, leaving this paper

on one of the Hogsheads, I left them.

_What _Moses_ did in the Creators name,

By art Egyptian Magick did the same.

Since I have read of Water turn’d to Wine,

This Miracle is opposite to mine.

For I (though never yet a Rhenish hater)

Have by my art converted Wine to Water._

I have often heard these very lines (with some real circumstances of

this our exploit, but more fictitious) repeated to me as a very good

jest, which pleas’d me near upon as much as our purchase.

Being five of us concerned, we scorned to sell our Wine, but contracting

with some to find Sugar, with others _Westphalia hams_, or such like

relishing meats, and with others to be at the expence of Musick, but

every one to be at his own charge for Wenches; we never gave over

ranting and roaring till we had dreined the Hogshead dry.

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