A _Hunts-man_ and a _Currier_.
A _Currier_ bought a _Bear-Skin_ of a _Hunts-Man_, and laid him down
ready Money for’t. The _Hunts-Man_ told him that he would Kill a _Bear_
next day, and he should have the Skin. The _Currier_, for his Curiosity,
went out with the _Hunts-Man_ to the Chace, and Mounted a Tree, where
he might see the Sport. The _Hunts-Man_ Advanc’d very Bravely up to the
Den where the _Bear_ lay, and threw in his Dogs upon him. He Rustled
out Immediately, and the Man Missing his Aim, the _Bear_ Overturn’d
him. So the Fellow held his Breath, and lay Stone still, as if he were
dead. The _Bear_ Snuffled, and smelt to him; took him for a Carcass, and
so left him. When the _Bear_ was gone, and the Danger over, down comes
the _Currier_ from the Tree, and bad the _Hunts-Man_ Rise. Heark ye, my
Friend, says the _Currier_, the _Bear_ Whisper’d somewhat in your Ear,
What was it, I prethee? Oh (says the _Hunts-Man_) he bad me have a Care
for the Future, to make sure of the _Bear_, before I Sell his _Skin_.
The MORAL.
_Let no Man Undertake for more then he is able to make Good._