A _Wolf_ turn’d _Shepherd_.
There was a Crafty _Wolf_ that Dress’d himself up like a _Shepherd_, with
his Crook, and all his Trade about him, to the very Pipe and Posture.
This _Masquerade_ succeeded so well with him, that in the Dead of the
Night once, when the Men and their Dogs were all fast asleep, he would be
offering at the _Shepherd’s Voice_ and _Call_ too: But there was somewhat
of a _Howle_ in the _Tone_, that the Country presently took an _Alarm_
at, and so they fell in upon him in his Disguise; when he was so Shackled
and Hamper’d, that he could neither Fight nor Fly.
The MORAL.
_’Tis the highest Pitch of a Publick Calamity, when the People are
Worry’d and Seduc’d by those that should Protect and Instruct them. No
Impostor is so Exquisite, as not to lye open some way or other to a
Discovery._