FAB. CCCCXXVII.

A _Woman_ Trusted with a _Secret_.

There was a Good Woman (in the Days when Good Women were in Fashion) that

valu’d her self wonderfully upon the Faculty of Retention, or (for the

sake of Good Manners) upon the admirable Gift she had in the keeping of

a Secret. The Toy took her Husband in the Head once, to make a Trial of

her Virtue that way; and so he told her one Morning upon Waking, in the

greatest Confidence imaginable, one of the strangest Things perhaps that

ever was heard of, which had that Night befall’n him: But my Dear, says

he, if you should Speak on’t again, I’m utterly Ruin’d; and Women are

generally so Leaky, that in the whole Course of my Life, I have hardly

met with any one of the Sex that could not hold her Breath longer then

she could keep a Secret. Ah, my Life (says she) but your Woman I assure

ye, is none of that Number? What? betray my Husband’s Secrets, I’d Die a

Thousand Deaths first. No my Heart, if ever I do, may—— Her Husband at

that word stopp’d her Mouth, for fear of some Bloody Imprecation, and

so told her. Come Wife, says he, _They that will Swear, will Lye_, and

so I’ll rather tell you upon Honour, Look ye here what has befall’n me:

I have laid an Egg to Night; and so he took the Egg from his Back-side,

and bad her feel on’t; but if this should ever come to Light now, People

would say that I was Hen-Trod, and the Disgrace of it would make me a

Scandal to Mankind. This Secret lay Burning in the Breast of the Poor

Woman, and kept her _Waking_, till she had Day-light enough to Rise

by; and then softly out of the Bed she steals, for fear of _Waking_

her Husband, and so away Post-hast to a Gossipping Neighbour of her

Acquaintance; Hurries her out of her Bed; Charms and Swears her to

Privacy; and then out comes the Secret, That her Husband had laid Two

Eggs that very Night. This Confident had another Confident; and there

’twas Three Eggs. The next made it Four; and so it went on (increasing

still,) from one Gossip to another, till by Six a Clock in the Afternoon

they had made it Forty Eggs.

The MORAL.

_Three may Keep Counsel when Two are away._

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