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         King, Josiah.
      
       
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             The examination and tryall of Old Father Christmas At the assizes held at the town of Difference, in the county of discontent. Written according to legal proceeding, by Josiah King.
             King, Josiah.
          
           32 p. : ill.
           
             printed for Thomas Johnson, at the sign of the golden Key in Pauls Church-yard,
             London :
             1658.
          
           
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           Christmas -- Humor -- Early works to 1800.
        
      
    
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             depiction of Father Christmas
             
               Behold
               the
               Majestie
               and
               grace
               —
               !
            
             
               Of
               loueing
               ,
               cheerfull
               ,
               Christmas
               face
               .
            
             
               Whome
               many
               thousands
               ,
               with
               one
               breath
               :
            
             
               Cry
               out
               ,
               let
               him
               be
               put
               to
               death
               .
            
             
               Who
               indeede
               can
               neuer
               die
               :
            
             
               So
               long
               as
               man
               hath
               memory
               .
            
          
        
      
       
       
         
           THE
           EXAMINATION
           AND
           TRYALL
           of
           Old
           Father
           CHRISTMAS
           .
        
         
           At
           the
           Assizes
           held
           at
           the
           Town
           of
           
             Difference
             ,
          
           in
           the
           County
           of
           
             Discontent
             .
          
        
         
           Written
           according
           to
           Legal
           proceeding
           ,
           By
           
             Josiah
             King
             .
          
        
         
           
             LONDON
             :
          
           Printed
           for
           
             Thomas
             Johnson
             ,
          
           at
           the
           sign
           of
           the
           golden
           
             Key
          
           in
           
             Pauls
             Church-yard
             ,
          
           1658.
           
        
      
       
       
         
           To
           the
           Worshipful
           John
           Hodge
           ,
           Doctor
           of
           Physick
           at
           Modbury
           in
           Devon
           .
        
         
           
             Sir
             :
          
        
         
           PArdon
           I
           beseech
           you
           my
           presumption
           ,
           in
           presenting
           you
           this
           insuing
           Allegory
           :
           I
           must
           confess
           ,
           it
           is
           too
           trivial
           for
           your
           grave
           perusal
           ,
           yet
           the
           reading
           perhaps
           may
           serve
           to
           the
           same
           end
           the
           writing
           did
           ,
           which
           was
           only
           Recreation
           ;
           Fancy
           is
           a
           Daughter
           of
           
             Salomons
          
           good
           Houswife
           ;
           she
           will
           bee
           spinning
           before
           it
           bee
           light
           :
           Sir
           ,
           I
           hope
           you
           will
           
             Candidly
          
           construe
           his
           intention
           ,
           who
           is
           weak
           in
           his
           indeavours
           ,
           though
           strong
           in
           his
           desires
           ,
           and
           if
           he
           could
           he
           would
           not
           ;
           or
           if
           he
           would
           ,
           hee
           could
           not
           ,
           be
           otherwise
           than
        
         
           
             Your
             Servant
             in
             the
             bonds
             of
             affection
             .
             Josiah
             King
             .
          
        
      
       
       
         
           To
           Captain
           Thomas
           Prinne
           ,
           of
           Wembury
           .
        
         
           
             Sir
             :
          
        
         
           IN
           discharge
           of
           my
           promise
           ,
           I
           here
           tender
           you
           the
           service
           of
           an
           old
           man
           ,
           let
           him
           not
           be
           served
           ,
           like
           the
           Serving-man
           ,
           turned
           away
           because
           old
           ;
           I
           hope
           he
           will
           not
           speak
           any
           thing
           that
           may
           offend
           a
           chast
           ear
           :
           yet
           I
           question
           not
           ,
           but
           there
           will
           be
           evil
           reports
           raised
           on
           him
           ,
           and
           indeed
           ,
           Woe
           were
           to
           him
           ,
           if
           all
           should
           speak
           well
           of
           him
           .
        
         
           I
           know
           you
           are
           ingenious
           ,
           and
           besides
        
         
           I
           have
           been
           told
           ,
           a
           lover
           of
           good
           Tydes
           :
        
         
           O
           let
           them
           flow
           !
           if
           they
           content
           do
           bring
           ;
        
         
           But
           never
           ebbe
           ,
           thus
           praies
           your
           servant
           King
           .
        
      
       
         
           To
           Momus
           ,
           or
           the
           Critick
           .
        
         
           
             Self-conceited
             Sir
             ,
          
        
         
           I
           Know
           thou
           wilt
           brag
           ,
           thy
           very
           breath
           is
           enough
           to
           poyson
           the
           Muses
           :
           how
           many
           pots
           of
           oyntment
           hast
           thou
           spoyl'd
           ,
           I
           know
           thou
           wilt
           be
           chopping
           upon
           my
           broken
           stile
           ,
           but
           tell
           me
           ,
           canst
           thou
           expect
           flowers
           from
           him
           ,
           that
           never
           walkt
           in
           
             Apollo's
          
           garden
           ?
           If
           
           thou
           sayest
           ,
           here
           is
           something
           stolne
           ,
           I
           say
           thou
           lyest
           ;
           it
           is
           but
           borrowed
           ,
           and
           that
           is
           the
           Method
           :
           The
           Author
           of
           the
           Isle
           of
           man
           ,
           and
           I
           had
           it
           from
           the
           Assizes
           ;
           now
           be
           advised
           by
           me
           ,
           put
           thy
           ears
           in
           under
           thy
           cap
           ,
           and
           shut
           thy
           black
           mouth
           ,
           and
           then
           no body
           will
           know
           thee
           ;
           thus
           saith
        
         
           
             I.
             K.
             
          
        
      
       
         
           To
           the
           honest
           Reader
           .
        
         
           
             Friend
             :
          
        
         
           MY
           intent
           in
           writing
           this
           Allegorical
           Tryal
           of
           
             Christmas
             ,
          
           was
           not
           to
           vent
           mine
           opinion
           upon
           the
           observation
           of
           the
           time
           ,
           he
           that
           observes
           a
           day
           as
           hee
           should
           ,
           may
           keep
           Christmas
           every
           day
           :
           only
           herein
           is
           expressed
           some
           part
           of
           those
           arguments
           which
           are
           used
           in
           pleading
           for
           ,
           or
           against
           the
           keeping
           of
           it
           :
           It
           will
           be
           
             I
          
           hope
           no
           cause
           of
           controversie
           ,
           there
           is
           too
           much
           division
           already
           ,
           for
           which
           there
           is
           as
           much
           grief
           of
           heart
           :
           Pray
           for
           the
           peace
           of
           Jerusalem
           ,
           let
           them
           prosper
           that
           love
           it
           .
        
         
           
             Blessed
             are
             those
             that
             all
             dissention
             hate
             ,
          
           
             And
             strive
             to
             quiet
             a
             disturbed
             state
             .
          
        
         
           Vale
           .
        
      
    
     
       
       
         
           The
           TRYALL
           of
           Christmas
           .
        
         
           THe
           day
           appointed
           for
           the
           Assizes
           being
           come
           ;
           the
           Judge
           and
           the
           Sherriffe
           with
           the
           Justices
           of
           the
           Peace
           ,
           came
           to
           the
           place
           where
           they
           were
           to
           sit
           :
           and
           first
           I
           think
           it
           would
           not
           bee
           amisse
           to
           tell
           you
           the
           Names
           of
           them
           ;
           the
           Judge
           was
           called
           Judge
           
             Hate-bate
             ,
          
           the
           Sherriffs
           name
           was
           Sir
           
             Leonard
             Love-peace
             ;
          
           the
           Justices
           are
           call'd
           as
           followeth
           ;
           the
           first
           is
           Justice
           
             Hate-bribe
             ,
          
           the
           second
           is
           Justice
           
             Wise
             ,
          
           the
           third
           Justice
           
             Vpright
             ,
          
           the
           fourth
           Justice
           
             Doe-good
             ,
          
           the
           fifth
           Justice
           
             Fearnone
             ;
          
           these
           with
           the
           Judge
           and
           Sheriffe
           ,
           being
           setled
           on
           the
           Bench
           ,
           the
           Judge
           read
           his
           Commission
           ;
           after
           which
           ,
           the
           chief
           of
           the
           Prisoners
           ,
           being
           one
           Old
           
             Christmas
             ,
          
           was
           commanded
           to
           bee
           brought
           to
           the
           Bar
           ;
           then
           was
           a
           Jury
           for
           Life
           and
           Death
           to
           bee
           impanneld
           ,
           who
           are
           for
           the
           Common-wealth
           ,
           
           and
           are
           to
           give
           in
           their
           Verdict
           according
           to
           their
           Evidence
           ,
           and
           as
           they
           were
           to
           be
           called
           ,
           there
           stept
           up
           one
           Sir
           
             Hica
             Busy
             ▪
          
           and
           delivered
           a
           list
           to
           the
           Sheriff
           ,
           informing
           him
           ,
           that
           the
           Country
           desired
           those
           men
           whose
           names
           were
           set
           down
           ,
           might
           bee
           the
           Jury
           to
           pass
           upon
           old
           
             Christmas
          
           at
           the
           Bar
           ;
           which
           the
           Sheriffe
           for
           quietness
           sake
           ,
           delivered
           to
           the
           Clerk
           of
           the
           Arraignment
           ,
           to
           have
           them
           called
           ,
           a
           company
           of
           brave
           Gentlemen
           ,
           you
           shall
           hear
           them
           named
           by
           and
           by
           .
        
         
           The
           Clerk
           having
           received
           the
           Paper
           ,
           bid
           the
           Cryer
           call
           ,
           as
           followeth
           .
        
         
           Cler.
           Cryer
           ,
           
             call
             Mr.
          
           Starve-mouse
           .
        
         
           
             Cr.
             
          
           
             
               O
               yes
               ,
               Mr.
            
             Starve-mouse
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cryer
             ,
          
           
             
               call
               Mr.
            
             All-pride
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cr.
             
          
           
             
               O
               yes
               ,
               Mr.
            
             All-pride
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cryer
             ,
          
           
             
               call
               Mr.
            
             Keep-all
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cr.
             
          
           
             
               O
               yes
               ,
               Mr.
            
             Keep-all
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cryer
             ,
          
           
             
               call
               Mr.
            
             Love-none
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cr.
             
          
           
             
               O
               yes
               ,
               Mr.
            
             Love-none
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cryer
             ,
          
           
             
               call
               Mr.
            
             Eat-alone
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cr.
             
          
           
             
               O
               yes
               ,
               Mr.
            
             Eat-alone
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cryer
             ,
          
           
             
               call
               Mr.
            
             Give-little
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cr.
             
          
           
             
               O
               yes
               ,
               Mr.
            
             Give-little
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cryer
             ,
          
           
             
               call
               Mr.
            
             Hoord-corn
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cr.
             
          
           
             
               O
               yes
               ,
               Mr.
            
             Hoord-corn
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cryer
             ,
          
           
             
               call
               Mr.
            
             Grutch-meat
             .
          
        
         
         
           
             Cr.
             
          
           
             
               O
               yes
               ,
               Mr.
            
             Grutch-meat
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cryer
             ,
          
           
             
               call
               Mr.
            
             Knit-gut
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cr.
             
          
           
             
               O
               yes
               ,
               Mr.
            
             Knit-gut
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cryer
             ,
          
           
             
               call
               Mr.
            
             Serve-time
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cr.
             
          
           
             
               O
               yes
               ,
               Mr.
            
             Serve-time
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cryer
             ,
          
           
             
               call
               Mr.
            
             Hate-good
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cr.
             
          
           
             
               O
               yes
               ,
               Mr.
            
             Hate-good
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cryer
             ,
          
           
             
               call
               Mr.
            
             Cold-kitc●in
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cr.
             
          
           
             
               O
               yes
               ,
               Mr.
            
             Cold-kitchin
             .
          
        
         
           
             Then
             saith
             the
          
           Clerk
           
             to
             the
          
           Cryer
           ,
           
             count
             them
             ,
          
           Starve-mouse
           
             one
             ,
          
           All-pride
           
             two
             ,
          
           Keep-all
           
             three
             ,
          
           Love-none
           
             four
             ,
          
           Eat-alone
           
             five
             ,
          
           Give-little
           
             six
             ,
          
           Hoord-corn
           
             seven
             ,
          
           Grutch-meat
           
             eight
             ,
          
           Knit-gut
           
             nine
             ,
          
           Serve-time
           
             ten
             ,
          
           Hate-good
           
             eleven
             ,
          
           Cold-kitchin
           
             twelve
             .
          
        
         
           Then
           saith
           the
           
             Cryer
             ,
          
           all
           you
           bountiful
           Gentlemen
           of
           the
           Jury
           answer
           to
           your
           names
           ,
           and
           stand
           together
           ,
           and
           hear
           your
           Charge
           .
        
         
           With
           that
           there
           was
           such
           a
           lamentable
           groan
           heard
           ,
           enough
           to
           turn
           ice
           into
           ashes
           ,
           which
           caused
           the
           
             Judge
             ,
          
           and
           the
           rest
           of
           the
           Bench
           ,
           to
           demand
           what
           the
           matter
           was
           ;
           it
           was
           replied
           ,
           that
           the
           grave
           old
           Gentleman
           
             Christmas
             ,
          
           did
           sound
           at
           the
           naming
           of
           the
           Jury
           ;
           then
           it
           was
           Commanded
           that
           they
           should
           give
           him
           air
           ,
           and
           comfort
           him
           up
           ,
           so
           that
           hee
           might
           plead
           for
           himself
           :
           and
           
           here
           I
           cannot
           passe
           by
           in
           silence
           the
           love
           that
           was
           expressed
           by
           the
           Country
           people
           ,
           some
           shreeking
           and
           crying
           for
           the
           old
           man
           ;
           others
           striving
           to
           hold
           him
           up
           ,
           others
           hugging
           him
           ,
           till
           they
           had
           almost
           broke
           the
           back
           of
           him
           ,
           others
           running
           for
           Cordials
           and
           strong
           waters
           ,
           insomuch
           that
           at
           last
           they
           had
           call'd
           back
           his
           wandring
           spirits
           ,
           which
           were
           ready
           to
           take
           their
           last
           farewell
           .
        
         
           Then
           said
           the
           
             Judge
             ,
          
           old
           man
           ,
           what
           's
           the
           matter
           ?
        
         
           
             Christm
             .
          
           
             Ah
             good
             my
             Lord
             !
             I
             have
             been
             grosly
             abused
             ,
             and
             had
             been
             trodden
             under
             foot
             ,
             had
             not
             these
             good
             Country
             people
             helpt
             me
             .
          
        
         
           
             Judg.
             
          
           
             But
             mee
             thought
             I
             heard
             some
             say
             ,
             it
             was
             at
             the
             naming
             of
             the
             Jury
             ;
             If
             thou
             hast
             ought
             justly
             to
             except
             against
             them
             ,
             I
             will
             hear
             thee
             .
          
        
         
           
             Christm
             .
          
           
             I
             heartily
             thank
             your
             Honour
             ,
             and
             this
             favour
             which
             your
             Lordship
             hath
             granted
             me
             ,
             hath
             encouraged
             me
             to
             crave
             another
             ,
             and
             that
             is
             ,
             That
             you
             be
             pleased
             to
             grant
             mee
             the
             benefit
             of
             a
             Councel
             ,
             in
             regard
             of
             mine
             Age
             ,
             and
             defect
             of
             memory
             and
             expression
             .
             Besides
             ,
             the
             Jury
             are
             all
             strangers
             to
             mee
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             enemies
             :
             and
             therefore
             I
             desire
             my
             Councel
             may
             be
             one
             
             of
             this
             County
             ,
             that
             so
             he
             may
             describe
             the
             Gentlemen
             of
             the
             Jury
             .
          
        
         
           
             Judg.
             
          
           
             Well
             
               Christmas
               ,
            
             in
             regard
             that
             thou
             wert
             a
             merry
             old
             man
             when
             I
             was
             but
             a
             Boy
             ,
             and
             did
             often
             at
             thy
             comming
             make
             me
             sport
             ,
             I
             have
             granted
             thy
             request
             ,
             choose
             thy
             Councellor
             .
          
        
         
           
             Christm
             .
          
           
             I
             humbly
             thank
             your
             goodnesse
             my
             Lord
             .
          
        
         
           Then
           the
           old
           man
           whispered
           to
           a
           Friend
           ,
           to
           deliver
           a
           Fee
           to
           Councellor
           
             Crab
             ,
          
           and
           desire
           him
           to
           decypher
           the
           Jury
           ,
           and
           as
           occasion
           did
           offer
           it self
           ,
           to
           Plead
           his
           Cause
           .
        
         
           The
           Fee
           being
           delivered
           ,
           and
           accepted
           ,
           the
           Councellor
           after
           this
           manner
           spake
           to
           the
           Bench
           .
        
         
           
             Councel
             .
          
           
             My
             Lord
             ,
             may
             it
             please
             your
             Honour
             ,
             this
             Jury
             which
             is
             now
             impanneld
             ,
             and
             to
             pass
             their
             Verdict
             upon
             old
             
               Christmas
               ,
            
             is
             illegally
             chosen
             ,
             there
             is
             not
             one
             of
             them
             a
             Free-man
             ,
             and
             all
             mortal
             enemies
             to
             this
             old
             Gentleman
             .
          
           
             And
             first
             of
             all
             here
             is
             Mr.
             
             
               Starve-mouse
               ,
            
             I
             wonder
             how
             hee
             dare
             shew
             his
             face
             in
             Court
             ,
             the
             very
             Cats
             cannot
             abide
             him
             .
          
           
             Secondly
             ,
             Here
             is
             Mr.
             
             
               All-pride
               ,
            
             I
             must
             confess
             he
             hath
             an
             estate
             .
          
           
           
             But
             at
             his
             house-keeping
             you
             may
             admire
             ,
          
           
             Where
             silken
             gowns
             do
             quench
             the
             kitchin
             fire
             ;
          
           
             And
             of
             his
             Cup
             ,
             there
             's
             none
             that
             ever
             ●●ste
             ,
          
           
             And
             break
             their
             necks
             may
             ,
             sooner
             than
             their
             fast
             .
          
           
             And
             when
             at
             any
             time
             a
             feast
             he
             'l
             keep
             ,
          
           
             He
             in
             Bravado
             will
             kill
             half
             a
             sheep
             .
          
           
             Here
             's
             another
             my
             Lord
             cald
             
               Eat-alone
               ,
            
             a
             Malefactor
             my
             Lord
             ,
             and
             ought
             to
             be
             condemned
             by
             
               Magna
               Charta
               ;
            
             where
             it
             is
             to
             be
             found
             ,
             that
             one
             of
             the
             Lord
             chief
             Justices
             own
             Clerks
             being
             accused
             ,
             was
             forc'd
             to
             free
             himself
             ,
             and
             get
             it
             recorded
             ,
             that
             he
             eat
             not
             his
             morsel
             alone
             .
          
           
             To
             be
             short
             my
             Lord
             ,
          
           
             To
             eat
             his
             breakfast
             he
             a
             corner
             sought
             ,
          
           
             And
             in
             his
             pocket
             hath
             his
             dinner
             brought
             .
          
           
             There
             's
             another
             of
             them
             cald
             
               Give-little
               ,
            
             hee
             may
             well
             be
             called
             give
             nothing
             ,
             yet
             the
             Fool
             will
             sometimes
             bragge
             of
             his
             Charity
             ;
             if
             he
             kills
             but
             an
             Egge
             ,
             and
             give
             the
             offall
             to
             the
             needy
             :
             he
             is
             ,
             my
             Lord
             ,
             a
             great
             benefactor
             to
             the
             poor
             ,
             but
             will
             bestow
             nothing
             upon
             the
             Beggers
             ;
             and
             as
             for
             Master
             
               Cold-kitchin
               ,
            
             here
             is
             his
             man
             
               Sam
               Servant
               ,
            
             is
             ready
             to
             give
             Oath
             ,
             that
             hee
             hath
             almost
             sterved
             him
             to
             death
             .
          
           
           
             And
             for
             Mr.
             
             
               Hoord-corn
               ,
            
             the
             people
             in
             general
             all
             curse
             him
             ,
             it
             is
             he
             that
             makes
             the
             Epha
             small
             ,
             and
             the
             shekel
             great
             ;
             good
             my
             Lord
             ,
             let
             Justice
             be
             done
             upon
             him
             ,
             unlesse
             he
             will
             save
             
               Gregory
            
             the
             labour
             ,
             and
             follow
             the
             steps
             of
             his
             father
             ,
             who
             the
             last
             cheap
             year
             hanged
             himself
             .
          
           
             There
             's
             another
             of
             them
             cald
             Mr.
             
             
               Grutch-meat
               ,
            
             he
             may
             be
             termed
             grutch
             cloaths
             too
             ,
             for
             his
             cloathes
             were
             never
             young
             in
             my
             memory
             ,
             they
             may
             be
             set
             down
             in
             the
             Almanack
             with
             the
             dear
             year
             ,
             and
             the
             great
             frost
             :
             he
             is
             one
             that
             never
             gave
             Almes
             in
             his
             life
             ,
             the
             house
             of
             his
             owne
             body
             he
             will
             not
             keep
             Tenantable
             ,
             but
             it
             had
             been
             irrecoverably
             decayed
             ;
             had
             it
             not
             been
             for
             the
             reparations
             of
             other
             mens
             Tables
             ,
             where
             hee
             hoords
             up
             meat
             enough
             for
             a
             month
             ;
             in
             a
             word
             ,
             my
             Lord
             ,
             he
             is
             a
             base
             fellow
             ,
             and
             so
             I
             leave
             him
             .
          
           
             There
             's
             another
             of
             them
             cald
             Mr.
             
             
               Serve-time
               ,
            
             he
             dwells
             at
             the
             signe
             of
             the
             Weather-cock
             ;
             he
             hath
             a
             glove
             for
             every
             hand
             ,
             he
             holds
             it
             most
             safe
             to
             do
             as
             most
             do
             ,
             right
             or
             wrong
             ,
             he
             'l
             be
             on
             the
             harder
             side
             .
          
           
             And
             when
             a
             hunting
             goes
             ,
             I
             have
             been
             told
             ,
          
           
             He
             with
             the
             Hare
             will
             run
             ,
             and
             Hound
             will
             bold
             .
          
           
             So
             my
             Lord
             not
             sit
             for
             a
             Juror
             ,
             because
             he
             
             makes
             conscience
             of
             nothing
             .
          
        
         
           
             Judg.
             
          
           
             Were
             there
             ever
             such
             a
             brood
             of
             Vipers
             as
             these
             ,
             Mr.
             
             
               Sheriffe
               ,
            
             how
             came
             this
             to
             pass
             ?
          
        
         
           
             Sheriff
             .
          
           
             Surely
             my
             Lord
             it
             was
             Sir
             
               Hica
               Busy
            
             that
             gave
             me
             the
             List
             ,
             and
             told
             mee
             ,
             it
             was
             the
             Countries
             desire
             that
             these
             men
             should
             bee
             the
             Jury
             ;
             and
             I
             was
             induced
             to
             beleeve
             it
             ,
             in
             regard
             I
             know
             him
             to
             bee
             a
             popular
             man
             .
          
           
             With
             this
             the
             Jury
             began
             to
             murmure
             ,
             and
             told
             the
             Judge
             that
             the
             Councellor
             had
             abused
             them
             to
             please
             his
             Client
             ,
             as
             most
             of
             his
             fraternity
             will
             doe
             ;
             and
             therefore
             would
             appeal
             ,
             or
             stand
             to
             justification
             .
          
        
         
           
             Councel
             .
          
           
             My
             Lord
             ,
             here
             are
             some
             witnesses
             to
             prove
             the
             truth
             of
             what
             I
             have
             spoken
             .
          
        
         
           
             Judg.
             
          
           
             Let
             them
             come
             in
             .
          
        
         
           
             Coun.
             
          
           
             Cryer
             ,
             
               call
            
             Humility
             .
          
           
             O
             yes
             ,
             
               Humility
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Judg.
             
          
           
             Come
             friend
             ,
             can
             you
             testifie
             any
             thing
             against
             any
             of
             the
             Jury
             ?
          
        
         
           
             Hum.
             
          
           
             My
             Lord
             ,
             I
             am
             convinced
             ,
             that
             all
             that
             hath
             been
             spoken
             by
             the
             Worshipfull
             Councellor
             is
             true
             ,
             but
             especially
             I
             can
             speak
             something
             more
             against
             Mr.
             
             
               All-pride
            
             than
             hath
             been
             yet
             declared
             :
             for
             may
             it
             please
             your
             Honour
             ,
             hee
             hath
             indeavoured
             to
             murder
             
             mee
             ,
             and
             my
             Neighbour
             
               Patience
               :
            
             all
             his
             practice
             is
             in
             brave
             cloaths
             ,
             bigge
             looks
             ,
             swearing
             and
             swaggering
             ,
             and
             insulting
             over
             his
             poore
             Neighbours
             ,
             there
             was
             one
             Mr.
             
             
               Good-work
            
             lived
             in
             the
             house
             before
             this
             fellow
             threw
             him
             out
             of
             the
             doores
             ;
             he
             spent
             more
             in
             Mustard
             every
             year
             ,
             than
             this
             gaudy
             Gentleman
             doth
             in
             Beef
             ,
             hee
             keeps
             two
             wicked
             men
             to
             his
             Servants
             ;
             the
             one
             is
             call'd
             
               Stony-heart
               ,
            
             the
             other
             
               Bribe
               ,
            
             and
             these
             help
             to
             keep
             him
             up
             in
             his
             wicked
             courses
             .
          
           
             My
             Lord
             ,
             here
             are
             many
             more
             witnesses
             if
             your
             Lordship
             please
             to
             examine
             them
             .
          
        
         
           
             Judg.
             
          
           
             No
             ,
             no
             ,
             this
             is
             no
             
               Joshad's
            
             day
             ;
             Mr.
             
             
               Sheriffe
               ,
            
             let
             another
             Jury
             be
             impanneld
             immediately
             ,
             a
             pack
             like
             the
             former
             ,
             if
             they
             bee
             to
             be
             gotten
             ,
          
        
         
           
             Councel
             .
          
           
             Before
             he
             finde
             their
             Fellows
             ,
             he
             must
             rake
          
           
             
               Tophet
            
             throughout
             ,
             and
             the
             infernal
             Lake
             .
          
        
         
           The
           Jury
           being
           chosen
           ,
           were
           called
           as
           followeth
           .
        
         
           
             
               Mr.
            
             Love-friend
             
               one
               .
            
          
           
             
               Mr.
            
             Hate-strife
             
               two
               .
            
          
           
             
               Mr.
            
             Free-man
             
               three
               .
            
          
           
             
               Mr.
            
             Cloath-back
             
               four
               .
            
          
           
             
               Mr.
            
             Warm-gut
             
               five
               .
            
          
           
             
               Mr.
            
             Good-work
             
               six
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               Mr.
            
             Neighbour-hood
             
               seven
               .
            
          
           
             
               Mr.
            
             Ope-house
             
               eight
               .
            
          
           
             
               Mr.
            
             Scorn-use
             
               nine
               .
            
          
           
             
               Mr.
            
             Soft-heart
             
               ten
               .
            
          
           
             
               Mr.
            
             Merry-man
             
               eleven
               .
            
          
           
             
               Mr.
            
             True-love
             
               twelve
               .
            
          
        
         
           No
           man
           taking
           any
           exception
           against
           this
           Jury
           ,
           the
           Clerk
           read
           the
           Inditement
           against
           old
           
             Christmas
             ,
          
           as
           followeth
           .
        
         
           
             Cler.
             
          
           
             
               Christmas
            
             hearken
             to
             they
             Inditement
             .
          
        
         
           
             Christmas
             ,
          
           
             thou
             art
             here
             Indited
             by
             the
             name
             of
             
               Christmas
               ,
            
             of
             the
             Town
             of
             
               Superstition
            
             in
             the
             County
             of
             
               Idolatry
               ,
            
             and
             that
             thou
             hast
             from
             time
             to
             time
             abused
             the
             people
             of
             this
             Common-wealth
             ,
             drawing
             and
             inticing
             them
             to
             Drunkennesse
             ,
             Gluttony
             ,
             and
             unlawful
             Gaming
             ,
             Wantonnesse
             ,
             Uncleanness
             ,
             Lasciviousness
             ,
             Cursing
             ,
             Swearing
             ,
             abuse
             of
             the
             Creatures
             ,
             some
             to
             one
             Vice
             ,
             and
             some
             to
             another
             ,
             all
             to
             Idleness
             :
             what
             sayest
             thou
             to
             thy
             Inditement
             ,
             guilty
             ,
             or
             not
             guilty
             ?
             he
             answered
             not
             guilty
             ,
             and
             so
             put
             himself
             to
             the
             Tryall
             .
          
           
             After
             this
             ,
             the
             Parties
             that
             can
             give
             Evidence
             against
             him
             are
             call'd
             .
          
        
         
           
             Councel
             .
          
           
             His
             innocence
             appears
             ;
             I
             lay
             a
             Crown
             ,
          
           
             Whiter
             than
             untrod
             Snow
             ,
             or
             Culver
             down
             .
          
        
         
         
           
             Cler.
             
          
           
             Cryer
             
               call
               in
            
             Gregory
             Grutch-meat
             .
          
           
             
               O
               yes
            
             Gregory
             Grutchmeat
             .
          
        
         
           
             Iudg.
             
          
           
             Come
             you
             thin
             belly
             ,
             what
             can
             you
             say
             against
             the
             Prisoner
             at
             the
             barr
             ,
             dost
             thou
             know
             him
             ?
          
        
         
           
             Greg.
             
          
           
             Know
             him
             ,
             yes
             my
             Lord
             ,
             his
             name
             is
             
               Christmas
               ,
            
             a
             great
             waster
             &
             spend-thrift
             ,
             he
             hath
             been
             all
             his
             days
             nothing
             like
             
               Sampsons
            
             Lyon
             ,
             out
             of
             that
             eater
             came
             forth
             meat
             ,
             but
             this
             old
             fellow
             devours
             all
             ,
             and
             produces
             nothing
             ,
             hee
             passes
             the
             great
             eater
             of
             
               Kent
               ,
            
             his
             mind
             is
             wholly
             set
             upon
             his
             belly
             ,
             for
             satisfaction
             of
             which
             ,
             hee
             murders
             the
             poor
             innocent
             Creatures
             :
             My
             Lord
             ,
             let
             the
             Records
             be
             searcht
             ;
             and
             before
             the
             flood
             ,
             we
             cannot
             find
             ,
             that
             man
             ever
             eat
             any
             thing
             but
             fruit
             or
             hearbs
             ,
             but
             this
             Cormorant
             is
             all
             for
             flesh
             flesh
             ,
             and
             eats
             it
             with
             the
             blood
             thereof
             ,
             which
             is
             the
             cause
             that
             he
             is
             so
             beastly
             minded
             ,
             a
             meer
             
               Esau
               ,
            
             he
             will
             sell
             ,
             his
             birthright
             to
             satisfy
             his
             belly
             ,
             he
             is
             a
             Bastard
             ,
             begotten
             of
             the
             horseleaches
             Daughter
             continually
             crying
             ,
             give
             ,
             give
             ;
             Some
             people
             of
             this
             Nation
             are
             so
             besotted
             by
             this
             old
             fool
             ,
             that
             they
             make
             a
             world
             of
             provision
             against
             his
             coming
             ,
             and
             invite
             him
             to
             be
             Gossip
             to
             all
             their
             Pyes
             ,
             and
             call
             them
             after
             his
             name
             ,
             
               Christmas-Pyes
               .
            
          
           
             My
             Lord
             ,
             here
             is
             an
             honest
             Neighbour
             of
             mine
             called
             
               Pinch-gut
               ,
            
             can
             testify
             as
             much
             as
             my self
             .
          
        
         
         
           
             Councel
             .
          
           
             Hear
             me
             a
             word
             my
             Lord
             ,
             and
             if
             you
             please
             ,
          
           
             
               Pharoahs
            
             ill-favoured
             Kine
             were
             fed
             by
             these
             .
          
        
         
           
             Clerk
             ,
          
           
             Cryer
             
               call
            
             Pinch-gut
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cr.
             
          
           
             O
             yes
             ,
             Mr.
             
               Pinch-gut
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Iudg.
             
          
           
             Come
             fellow
             ,
             what
             can
             you
             say
             against
             the
             Prisoner
             ?
          
        
         
           
             Pinch
             .
          
           
             I
             perceive
             my
             Lord
             the
             Councellor
             is
             purposed
             to
             abuse
             us
             ,
             to
             please
             his
             Clyent
             ,
             as
             all
             the
             fraternity
             will
             do
             ,
             but
             I
             would
             have
             him
             know
             ,
             that
             I
             was
             well
             descended
             ,
             my
             Father
             was
             call'd
             
               Saving
               ,
            
             and
             my
             Mothers
             name
             was
             
               Spare
               ,
            
             a
             very
             good
             hous-wife
             ;
             and
             of
             great
             repute
             amongst
             the
             Farmers
             .
          
        
         
           
             Iudg.
             
          
           
             Fellow
             ,
             I
             am
             not
             come
             here
             to
             examine
             pedigrees
             ,
             were
             they
             as
             Authentick
             as
             a
             
               Welch-mans
               .
            
             But
             come
             let
             me
             hear
             what
             thou
             canst
             say
             in
             the
             behalf
             of
             the
             Common-wealth
             ,
             against
             the
             Prisoner
             at
             the
             Barr.
             
          
        
         
           
             Pinch-gut
             ,
          
           
             My
             Lord
             ,
             I
             can
             say
             that
             this
             Old
             man
             is
             an
             Epicure
             ,
             all
             his
             delight
             is
             to
             please
             his
             Pallat
             ,
             his
             throat
             is
             an
             open
             Sepulchre
             ,
             he
             is
             the
             Canker
             of
             the
             Common-wealth
             ;
             worse
             than
             the
             Locust
             ;
             or
             the
             
               Palmer-worm
            
             ,
             and
             this
             is
             the
             summe
             of
             what
             I
             can
             testify
             .
          
        
         
           
             Councel
             .
          
           
             This
             is
             a
             liberall
             fellow
             t'
             is
             confest
             ,
          
           
             He
             will
             keep
             all
             ,
             and
             give
             away
             the
             rest
             .
          
        
         
           
             Iudg.
             
          
           
             What
             witnesses
             are
             there
             more
             ?
          
        
         
         
           
             Clerk
             .
          
           
             call
             Mr.
             
               Allwork
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Cr.
             
          
           
             
               O
               yes
               ,
               Mr.
            
             Allwork
             Allwork
             Allwork
             .
          
        
         
           
             Iudg.
             
          
           
             Friend
             ,
             what
             's
             the
             matter
             you
             must
             have
             so
             much
             calling
             ,
             and
             so
             long
             coming
             ?
          
        
         
           
             Counc
             .
          
           
             It
             must
             be
             so
             my
             Lord
             ,
             even
             snails
             keep
             state
             ,
          
           
             When
             with
             slow
             pace
             ,
             their
             horns
             peep
             forth
             the
             gate
             .
          
        
         
           
             Allwork
             .
          
           
             I
             was
             very
             busy
             my
             Lord
             ,
             in
             my
             shop
             .
          
        
         
           
             Iudg.
             
          
           
             Can
             you
             evidence
             any
             thing
             against
             the
             Prisoner
             ?
          
        
         
           
             Allw.
             
          
           
             I
             can
             witnesse
             that
             he
             is
             a
             very
             idle
             fellow
             :
             I
             saw
             a
             warrant
             the
             other
             day
             under
             the
             Lord
             chief
             Justices
             own
             hand
             ;
             Commanding
             us
             to
             work
             six
             days
             ,
             and
             this
             old
             villain
             would
             perswade
             us
             to
             play
             twelve
             :
             he
             teaches
             also
             revelling
             and
             rebellion
             ,
             we
             cannot
             bear
             any
             rule
             with
             our
             servants
             when
             he
             come
             ,
             for
             if
             we
             command
             them
             to
             follow
             their
             work
             ,
             they
             will
             murmur
             and
             deny
             it
             ,
             saying
             is
             it
             not
             
               Christmas
               time
               ?
            
          
           
             Thus
             my
             Lord
             ,
             and
             severall
             other
             wayes
             ,
             he
             is
             the
             Author
             of
             Rebellion
             and
             sedition
             ,
             in
             fine
             my
             Lord
             ,
             he
             brings
             with
             him
             ,
             both
             fire
             ,
             fuel
             ,
             and
             bellows
             of
             contention
             ,
             thus
             being
             extream
             hasty
             ,
             about
             my
             labour
             ,
             I
             desire
             your
             honour
             to
             excuse
             me
             .
          
        
         
         
           
             Counc
             .
          
           
             Go
             too
             industrious
             fool
             ,
             labour
             for
             those
             ,
          
           
             Which
             ne're
             will
             thank
             thee
             ;
             nay
             ,
             perhaps
             thy
             foes
             .
          
        
         
           
             Iudg.
             
          
           
             Are
             there
             any
             more
             ?
          
        
         
           
             Clerk
             .
          
           
             Call
             Mr.
             
               Meanwell
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Cr.
             
          
           
             
               O
               yes
               ,
               Mr.
            
             Meanwell
             .
          
        
         
           
             Iudg.
             
          
           
             Come
             fellow
             ,
             what
             can
             you
             say
             ?
          
        
         
           
             Moan
             .
          
           
             My
             Lord
             ,
             I
             can
             say
             that
             this
             Old
             man
             is
             a
             spend-thrift
             ,
             a
             riotous
             spoil-good
             ,
             he
             is
             the
             chief
             cause
             that
             the
             good
             Creatures
             are
             abused
             ,
             he
             is
             a
             superstitious
             and
             an
             Idolatrous
             fellow
             ,
             an
             observer
             of
             times
             ,
             he
             makes
             his
             belly
             his
             God
             ,
             a
             meer
             
               Dives
               ,
            
             he
             faresdeliciously
             every
             day
             ,
             but
             his
             feasting
             is
             the
             cause
             of
             poor
             
               Eazarus
            
             his
             fasting
             .
          
           
             He
             provokes
             only
             to
             wanton
             fullnesse
             ,
             &
             lustfull
             love
             ,
             he
             makes
             those
             that
             love
             him
             ,
             and
             his
             company
             ,
             unfit
             for
             any
             good
             dutys
             ;
             but
             on
             the
             contrary
             ,
             he
             makes
             them
             ready
             for
             all
             evil
             ,
             as
             uncleannesse
             ,
             scurrility
             ,
             vain
             talking
             ,
             and
             the
             like
             ,
             he
             is
             like
             the
             Idolatrous
             
               Israelites
               ,
            
             they
             eat
             and
             drank
             ,
             no
             mention
             of
             grace
             before
             meat
             ;
             and
             rose
             up
             to
             play
             ;
             there
             's
             no
             mention
             of
             grace
             after
             meat
             ,
             just
             so
             doth
             he
             ,
             he
             teaches
             that
             which
             the
             people
             of
             the
             old
             World
             practised
             ;
             only
             eating
             and
             drinking
             ,
             and
             such
             other
             delights
             ▪
             This
             was
             he
             my
             Lord
             that
             invited
             
               Iobs
            
             sons
             to
             dinner
             .
          
           
             He
             overcomes
             men
             with
             surfeiting
             ,
             and
             
             Drunkonn●sse
             ,
             and
             makes
             them
             that
             they
             cannot
             pronounce
             
               Shiboleth
               :
            
             he
             hath
             twelve
             sons
             ,
             all
             follow
             the
             steps
             of
             their
             Father
             ,
             and
             they
             keep
             company
             with
             one
             Mr.
             
               Prodigul
               ,
            
             Mr.
             
             
               Wast-full
               ,
               Belly-chear
               ,
            
             and
             
               Idle
               ,
            
             with
             Mr.
             
               Gamester
               ,
            
             and
             such
             others
             like
             them
             ,
             all
             the
             accursed
             Brats
             of
             base
             men
             ,
             here
             is
             a
             friend
             of
             mine
             ,
             called
             Mris.
             
             
               Prudence
               ,
            
             she
             can
             inform
             your
             honour
             of
             some
             thing
             else
             .
          
        
         
           
             Councel
             .
          
           
             Thy
             name
             is
             
               Mean-well
            
             friend
             ,
             I
             know
             't
             is
             so
          
           
             That
             thou
             art
             call'd
             ,
             yet
             so
             thou
             ne're
             didst
             do
             .
          
           
             Thy
             Father
             he
             was
             call'd
             
               Curious
               ,
            
             he
             would
             know
             ,
          
           
             Whither
             the
             Rain-bow
             had
             a
             string
             or
             no
          
           
             What
             wood
             ,
             the
             man
             that
             's
             in
             the
             Moon
             doth
             carry
             ,
          
           
             Or
             whither
             he
             intend
             or
             no
             ,
             to
             marry
             .
          
           
             Such
             monsters
             ,
             yea
             such
             Salyres
             ,
             and
             mad
             strains
             ,
          
           
             Danc'd
             in
             the
             wilderness
             of
             his
             wild
             brains
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cler.
             
          
           
             Call
             Mris.
             
               Prudence
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Cr.
             
          
           
             O
             yes
             ,
             Mris.
             
               Prudence
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Iudg.
             
          
           
             Make
             room
             for
             that
             Gentlewoman
             to
             come
             in
             ,
             Come
             good
             woman
             ,
             are
             not
             you
             a
             stranger-hereabouts
             .
          
        
         
           
             Prud.
             
          
           
             My
             Lord
             ,
             wheresoever
             your
             honour
             is
             ,
             I
             desire
             to
             be
             your
             hand-maid
             ,
             as
             for
             my
             residence
             ,
             it
             is
             most
             in
             the
             University
             ,
             &
             here
             and
             there
             ,
             sometimes
             in
             the
             Countrey
             ,
             I
             
             am
             found
             as
             soon
             in
             a
             lowly
             Cottage
             ,
             as
             under
             a
             lofty
             Crown
             .
          
           
             I
             have
             a
             Sister
             call'd
             
               Wisdome
               ,
            
             we
             always
             travell
             and
             dwell
             together
             .
          
        
         
           
             Iudg.
             
          
           
             Jury
             take
             a
             speciall
             notice
             of
             this
             womans
             testimony
             ,
             and
             get
             as
             much
             acquaintance
             with
             her
             &
             her
             sister
             as
             you
             can
             ,
             Come
             vertuous
             woman
             ,
             let
             me
             hear
             what
             thou
             canst
             say
             ,
             in
             the
             behalf
             of
             the
             Common-wealth
             against
             the
             Prisoner
             .
          
        
         
           
             Prud.
             
          
           
             My
             Lord
             ,
             much
             hath
             been
             already
             spoken
             ,
             and
             much
             more
             I
             can
             say
             ,
             this
             Old
             man
             hath
             been
             one
             chief
             instrument
             that
             I
             &
             my
             Children
             have
             been
             abused
             .
             I
             have
             three
             Daughters
             ,
             My
             Lord
             ,
             the
             first
             is
             called
             
               Patience
               ,
            
             the
             second
             
               Temperance
               ,
            
             and
             the
             third
             
               Chastity
               ,
            
             &
             one
             so
             named
             
               Sobriety
               ,
            
             all
             these
             by
             this
             
               Christmasses
            
             means
             ,
             are
             injuriously
             dealt
             withall
             ,
             and
             violently
             handled
             :
             which
             before
             his
             coming
             ,
             were
             in
             good
             estimation
             in
             Gentlemens
             houses
             ;
             my
             daughter
             
               Patience
            
             is
             an
             admirable
             good
             servant
             ,
             she
             uses
             to
             look
             to
             the
             Children
             ,
             and
             servants
             ,
             &
             would
             keep
             them
             in
             love
             ,
             peace
             ,
             and
             quiet
             ,
             if
             at
             any
             time
             she
             were
             reviled
             ,
             she
             would
             not
             revile
             again
             .
          
           
             
               Iosephs
            
             words
             were
             often
             in
             her
             mouth
             ,
             
               see
               that
               yee
               fall
               not
               out
               by
               the
               way
               :
            
             she
             is
             an
             excellent
             Labourer
             ▪
             and
             in
             the
             winter
             time
             of
             adversity
             ,
             no
             Christian
             able
             to
             live
             without
             her
             ,
             yet
             this
             naughty
             fellow
             ,
             hath
             much
             
             wronged
             this
             my
             Daughter
             ,
             and
             caused
             her
             to
             be
             thrown
             out
             of
             doors
             :
             for
             wheresoever
             he
             is
             entertain'd
             he
             carries
             a
             very
             base
             fellow
             called
             
               Gamester
            
             with
             him
             ,
             and
             he
             hath
             two
             companions
             ,
             the
             one
             called
             
               Spendall
               ,
            
             and
             the
             other
             
               Careless
               ;
            
             these
             will
             ride
             abroad
             night
             times
             ,
             vizarded
             to
             glean
             money
             ,
             to
             maintain
             their
             play
             ,
             and
             make
             men
             stand
             ,
             that
             would
             fain
             be
             going
             ,
             and
             leave
             the
             stranger
             with
             a
             heavy
             heart
             ,
             and
             light
             purse
             :
             This
             
               Gamester
            
             hath
             also
             one
             chief
             man
             called
             
               Anger
               ,
            
             and
             also
             two
             Pages
             ,
             the
             one
             called
             
               Swearing
               ,
            
             the
             other
             
               Cursing
               ,
            
             and
             when
             there
             is
             any
             difference
             about
             their
             Masters
             play
             ,
             these
             two
             presently
             call
             in
             two
             others
             as
             good
             as
             themselves
             ,
             one
             named
             
               Quarrelling
               ,
            
             the
             other
             named
             
               Fighting
               ;
            
             and
             these
             murder
             my
             daughter
             
               Patience
               .
            
          
           
             For
             my
             second
             Daughter
             
               Temperance
               ,
            
             she
             is
             a
             very
             abstemious
             maid
             ,
             and
             uses
             alwaies
             to
             wait
             upon
             the
             Table
             ,
             before
             this
             wicked
             wretch
             comes
             ,
             &
             then
             she
             is
             banisht
             ,
             or
             choaked
             ,
             at
             the
             best
             thrown
             out
             of
             the
             doors
             :
             and
             then
             perhaps
             ,
             must
             lye
             without
             in
             the
             street
             ,
             no
             entertainment
             can
             get
             ,
             if
             he
             be
             in
             the
             Town
             ,
             unless
             it
             be
             at
             some
             honest
             Tradesmans
             house
             ,
             it
             may
             be
             at
             the
             Ministers
             ,
             if
             he
             be
             one
             of
             the
             last
             edition
             .
          
           
             My
             third
             Daughter
             
               Chastity
            
             is
             as
             beautifull
             as
             the
             Sun
             ,
             and
             she
             is
             a
             Chamber-maid
             ,
             
             and
             this
             fellow
             is
             the
             cause
             that
             she
             is
             abused
             also
             ,
             for
             
               Gluttony
            
             hath
             two
             Associates
             ,
             
               Chambering
               &
               Wantonnesse
               ,
            
             and
             these
             kick
             my
             poor
             Daughter
             diverse
             times
             down
             the
             staires
             ;
             Thus
             my
             Lord
             ,
             my
             Children
             whom
             I
             have
             so
             educated
             ,
             as
             they
             are
             fit
             Companions
             for
             Princes
             ,
             are
             by
             this
             vile
             Varlet
             abused
             :
             my
             Lord
             in
             few
             words
             ,
             he
             is
             the
             cause
             that
             many
             men
             make
             their
             Tables
             and
             Alter
             to
             their
             belly
             ,
             and
             a
             snare
             to
             their
             souls
             .
          
        
         
           
             Iudg.
             
          
           
             
               Prudence
            
             many
             women
             have
             dont
             vertuously
             ,
             but
             thou
             hast
             excelled
             them
             all
             .
          
        
         
           
             Pru.
             
          
           
             Good
             my
             Lord
             pity
             me
             ?
          
        
         
           
             Iudg.
             
          
           
             I
             do
             ,
             and
             will
             pity
             thee
             .
          
        
         
           
             Coun.
             
          
           
             Good
             my
             Lord
             ,
             your
             pitty
             a
             while
             hold
             ,
          
           
             One
             Tale
             is
             good
             ,
             untill
             the
             others
             told
             then
             .
          
           
             Hear
             but
             old
             
               Christmas
            
             what
             he
             says
             ,
             and
          
           
             You
             will
             reserve
             some
             pitty
             for
             old
             men
             .
          
        
         
           
             Iudg.
             
          
           
             Old
             
               Christmas
            
             hold
             up
             thy
             head
             and
             speak
             for
             thy self
             ,
             thou
             hast
             heard
             thy
             inditement
             ,
             &
             also
             what
             all
             these
             Witnesses
             have
             evidenced
             against
             thee
             :
             what
             sayest
             thou
             now
             for
             thy self
             ,
             that
             sentence
             of
             condemnation
             should
             not
             be
             pronounced
             against
             thee
             ?
          
        
         
           
             Christm
             .
          
           
             Good
             my
             Lord
             be
             favourable
             to
             an
             old
             man
             ,
             I
             am
             above
             one
             thousand
             six
             hundred
             years
             old
             ,
             &
             never
             was
             questioned
             at
             Sizes
             or
             Sessions
             before
             :
             my
             Lord
             ,
             look
             
             on
             these
             white
             hairs
             ,
             are
             they
             not
             a
             Crown
             of
             glory
             ?
          
        
         
           
             Iudg.
             
          
           
             Yea
             ,
             if
             they
             be
             found
             in
             a
             good
             way
             .
          
        
         
           
             Christm
             .
          
           
             I
             hope
             you
             shall
             not
             find
             these
             in
             a
             bad
             way
             .
          
           
             And
             first
             my
             Lord
             ,
             I
             am
             wronged
             in
             being
             indited
             by
             a
             wrong
             name
             .
             I
             am
             corruptly
             called
             
               Christmas
               ,
            
             my
             name
             is
             
               Christ-tide
               ,
            
             or
             time
             .
          
           
             And
             though
             I
             generally
             come
             at
             a
             set
             time
             ,
             yet
             I
             am
             with
             him
             every
             day
             that
             knows
             how
             to
             use
             me
             .
          
           
             My
             Lord
             ,
             let
             the
             Records
             be
             searcht
             ,
             and
             you
             shall
             find
             ,
             that
             the
             Angels
             rejoyc'd
             at
             my
             coming
             ,
             and
             sung
             
               gloria
               in
               excelsis
               :
            
             The
             Patriarcks
             ,
             and
             Prophets
             ;
             longed
             to
             see
             me
             .
          
           
             The
             fathers
             have
             sweetly
             imbraced
             me
             ,
             our
             modern
             Divines
             all
             comfortably
             cherisht
             mee
             ,
             O
             let
             me
             not
             be
             despised
             now
             I
             am
             old
             .
             Is
             there
             not
             an
             injunction
             in
             
               Magna
               Charta
               ,
            
             that
             commands
             men
             to
             inquire
             for
             the
             old
             way
             ,
             which
             is
             the
             good
             way
             :
             many
             good
             deeds
             do
             I
             do
             ,
             O
             why
             do
             the
             people
             hate
             me
             ?
             we
             are
             commanded
             to
             be
             given
             to
             Hospitality
             ,
             and
             this
             hath
             been
             my
             practise
             from
             my
             youth
             upward
             :
             I
             come
             to
             put
             men
             in
             mind
             of
             their
             redemption
             :
             to
             have
             them
             love
             one
             the
             other
             ,
             to
             impart
             with
             something
             here
             below
             ,
             that
             they
             may
             receive
             more
             and
             better
             
             things
             above
             :
             the
             wiseman
             saith
             ,
             there
             is
             a
             time
             for
             all
             things
             ,
             and
             why
             not
             for
             thankfulnesse
             ?
             I
             have
             been
             the
             cause
             ,
             that
             at
             my
             coming
             Ministers
             have
             instructed
             the
             people
             every
             day
             in
             the
             Publick
             :
             telling
             the
             people
             how
             they
             should
             use
             me
             ,
             and
             other
             delights
             ,
             not
             to
             effeminate
             or
             corrupt
             the
             mind
             ▪
             and
             bid
             them
             abhor
             those
             pleasures
             from
             which
             they
             should
             not
             use
             bettered
             ,
             and
             that
             they
             should
             by
             no
             means
             turn
             pass-time
             into
             Trade
             :
             And
             if
             that
             at
             any
             time
             they
             have
             stept
             an
             inch
             into
             excesse
             ,
             to
             punish
             themselves
             for
             it
             ,
             and
             be
             ever
             after
             the
             more
             carefull
             to
             keep
             within
             compass
             .
          
           
             And
             did
             also
             advise
             them
             ,
             to
             manage
             their
             sports
             without
             Passion
             :
             They
             would
             also
             tell
             the
             people
             ,
             that
             their
             feasts
             should
             not
             be
             much
             more
             than
             nature
             requires
             ,
             and
             grace
             mederates
             :
             not
             pinching
             ,
             nor
             pampering
             :
             And
             whereas
             they
             say
             that
             I
             am
             the
             cause
             they
             sit
             down
             to
             meat
             ,
             and
             rise
             up
             again
             gracelesse
             ,
             they
             abundantly
             wrong
             me
             :
             I
             have
             told
             them
             ,
             that
             before
             any
             one
             should
             put
             his
             hand
             in
             the
             dish
             ,
             he
             should
             look
             up
             to
             the
             owner
             ;
             and
             hate
             to
             put
             one
             morsell
             in
             his
             mouth
             unblessed
             :
             I
             tell
             them
             they
             ought
             to
             give
             thanks
             for
             that
             which
             is
             paid
             for
             already
             ,
             knowing
             that
             neither
             the
             meat
             ,
             nor
             the
             mouth
             ,
             nor
             the
             man
             ,
             are
             of
             his
             own
             making
             :
             I
             bid
             them
             fill
             their
             bellies
             ,
             not
             their
             
             eyes
             ,
             and
             rise
             from
             the
             board
             ,
             not
             glutted
             but
             only
             satisfied
             :
             and
             charge
             them
             to
             have
             a
             care
             ,
             that
             their
             guts
             be
             no
             hinderances
             to
             their
             brains
             ,
             or
             hands
             :
             and
             that
             they
             should
             not
             loose
             themselves
             in
             their
             feasts
             ;
             but
             bid
             hem
             be
             soberly
             merry
             ,
             and
             wisely
             free
             .
             I
             also
             advise
             them
             to
             get
             friendly
             thrift
             to
             be
             their
             Caterer
             ,
             and
             Temperance
             to
             Carve
             at
             the
             board
             ,
             and
             be
             very
             watchfull
             that
             Obscenity
             ,
             detraction
             ,
             and
             scurrility
             ,
             be
             banisht
             the
             Table
             :
             But
             let
             their
             discourse
             be
             as
             savoury
             as
             the
             meat
             :
             and
             so
             feed
             as
             though
             they
             did
             eat
             to
             live
             ,
             not
             live
             to
             eat
             :
             and
             at
             last
             ,
             rise
             as
             full
             of
             thankfulnesse
             ,
             as
             of
             food
             :
             This
             hath
             ,
             this
             is
             ,
             and
             this
             shall
             be
             my
             continuall
             practise
             :
             now
             concerning
             the
             particulars
             that
             these
             folks
             charge
             me
             with
             ,
             I
             cannot
             answer
             them
             ,
             because
             I
             do
             not
             remember
             them
             ;
             my
             memory
             is
             but
             weak
             ,
             as
             old
             mens
             use
             to
             be
             :
             but
             me thinks
             they
             seem
             to
             be
             the
             seed
             of
             the
             dragon
             ,
             they
             send
             forth
             of
             their
             mouths
             ,
             whole
             floods
             of
             impious
             inventions
             against
             me
             ,
             and
             lay
             to
             my
             charge
             things
             that
             I
             am
             not
             guilty
             of
             :
             which
             hath
             caused
             some
             of
             my
             friends
             to
             forsake
             me
             ,
             and
             look
             upon
             me
             as
             a
             stranger
             :
             My
             Brother
             
               Good-works
            
             broke
             his
             heart
             ,
             when
             he
             hear
             don
             't
             :
             my
             sister
             
               Charity
            
             was
             taken
             with
             the
             NumPalsy
             ,
             so
             that
             she
             cannot
             stretch
             forth
             an
             hand
             :
             O
             tell
             it
             not
             in
             the
             City
             ,
             nor
             publish
             
             it
             in
             the
             Country
             :
             my
             Lord
             ,
             I
             am
             but
             a
             bad
             Orator
             ,
             therefore
             I
             humbly
             desire
             your
             honour
             ,
             to
             hearken
             to
             my
             Councell
             and
             witnesses
             .
          
           
             In
             the
             mean
             space
             ,
             
               I
               'le
            
             weep
             
               I
            
             cannot
             hold
             ,
          
           
             Good
             works
             is
             dead
             ,
             &
             Charitie
             's
             half
             cold
             .
          
        
         
           
             Iudg.
             
          
           
             Councellor
             ,
             what
             can
             you
             say
             .
          
        
         
           
             Coun.
             
          
           
             Me
             thinks
             my
             Lord
             ,
             the
             very
             Clouds
             blush
             ,
             to
             see
             this
             old
             Gentleman
             thus
             egregiously
             abused
             ▪
             if
             at
             any
             time
             any
             have
             abused
             themselves
             by
             immoderate
             eating
             ,
             and
             drinking
             or
             otherwise
             spoil
             the
             creatures
             ,
             it
             is
             none
             of
             this
             old
             mans
             fault
             ;
             neither
             ought
             he
             to
             suffer
             for
             it
             ;
             for
             example
             the
             Sun
             and
             the
             Moon
             are
             by
             the
             heathe
             is
             worship'●
             are
             they
             therefore
             bad
             because
             idolized
             ?
             so
             if
             any
             abuse
             this
             old
             man
             ,
             they
             are
             bad
             for
             abusing
             him
             ,
             not
             he
             bad
             ,
             for
             being
             abused
             :
             These
             Bastards
             of
             
               Amon
               ,
            
             have
             abused
             him
             ,
             and
             therefore
             now
             would
             banish
             him
             :
             far
             beit
             from
             my
             Lord
             ,
             to
             casheir
             a
             good
             thing
             ,
             with
             the
             base
             use
             annexed
             thereunto
             :
             They
             term
             his
             charity
             wasting
             and
             spoiling
             ,
             the
             making
             of
             Idlers
             ,
             and
             encreasing
             of
             Beggers
             :
             But
             where
             too
             much
             charity
             hath
             slain
             her
             thousands
             ,
             too
             little
             hath
             slain
             her
             ten
             thousands
             some
             of
             these
             witnesses
             did
             hint
             at
             Religion
             ,
             but
             I
             believe
             they
             are
             maidens
             for
             that
             ,
             the
             first
             that
             wooes
             them
             may
             win
             them
             they
             tax
             him
             of
             Rebellion
             ,
             and
             sedition
             ,
             but
             
             how
             can
             love
             and
             peace
             be
             the
             Author
             of
             that
             :
             for
             that
             is
             his
             Motto
             :
          
           
             As
             for
             Mris.
             
             
               Prudence
               ,
            
             because
             your
             honour
             is
             pleased
             to
             give
             more
             credence
             to
             her
             testimony
             ,
             than
             to
             any
             of
             the
             rest
             ;
             I
             shall
             answer
             her
             in
             particulars
             :
             and
             first
             for
             her
             children
             ,
             I
             must
             confesse
             as
             she
             said
             ,
             they
             are
             fit
             Companions
             for
             Princes
             ,
             but
             she
             standers
             Old
             Father
             
               Christmas
               ,
            
             to
             say
             that
             he
             ever
             wronged
             any
             of
             them
             :
             no
             ,
             he
             ever
             had
             a
             good
             esteem
             of
             them
             ,
             it
             was
             one
             
               Anger
               ,
            
             a
             fiery
             fellow
             ,
             with
             
               Wrath
            
             and
             
               Rage
            
             his
             Sons
             ;
             that
             threw
             her
             daughter
             
               Patience
            
             out
             of
             doors
             ,
             and
             not
             he
             and
             for
             her
             daughter
             
               Temperance
            
             it
             was
             
               Gluttony
               ,
            
             and
             unsatiable
             appetite
             ,
             that
             abused
             her
             and
             not
             this
             old
             man
             .
          
           
             And
             for
             her
             daughter
             
               Chastity
               ,
            
             it
             was
             a
             scurvy
             scabby
             fellow
             ,
             called
             
               Carnal
               Concupiscence
               :
            
             that
             forced
             her
             ,
             therefore
             I
             beseech
             your
             honour
             ;
             give
             not
             any
             ear
             to
             these
             false
             reports
             :
             then
             said
             the
             Judge
             ,
             Mr.
             
             
               Sheriffe
            
             give
             order
             for
             the
             apprehending
             of
             these
             fellows
             ,
             and
             presently
             after
             apprehending
             of
             them
             ,
             execute
             them
             .
          
           
             Then
             aragg
             them
             to
             the
             ditch
             ,
             where
             let
             them
             lye
             ,
          
           
             So
             long
             as
             one
             man
             hath
             a
             memory
             .
          
        
         
           
             Coun.
             
          
           
             My
             Lord
             here
             are
             some
             honest
             men
             ,
             desire
             to
             give
             in
             their
             evidence
             in
             the
             old
             mansbehalf
             .
          
        
         
         
           
             Iudg.
             
          
           
             Who
             are
             they
             ,
             let
             them
             be
             called
             .
          
        
         
           
             Clerk
             .
          
           
             Cryer
             ,
             call
             
               Simon
               Servant
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Cr.
             
          
           
             
               O
               yes
               ,
            
             Simon
             Servant
             .
          
           
             
               Call
            
             Peter
             Poor
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cr.
             
          
           
             Peter
             Poor
             .
          
           
             
               Call
               ,
            
             Nicholas
             Neighborhood
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cr.
             
          
           
             Nich.
             Neighborhood
             .
          
        
         
           
             Iudg.
             
          
           
             Come
             
               Simon
               Servant
               ,
            
             what
             can
             you
             say
             in
             behalf
             of
             the
             Old
             man
             here
             .
          
        
         
           
             Serv.
             
          
           
             My
             Lord
             ,
             I
             live
             at
             the
             Town
             of
             
               Bond
               ,
            
             in
             the
             County
             of
             little
             
               Rest
               ;
            
             my
             Master
             is
             called
             Mr.
             
             
               Hard-heart
               ,
            
             a
             great
             enemy
             to
             his
             old
             father
             at
             the
             barr
             :
             but
             for
             mine
             own
             part
             ,
             I
             will
             speak
             upon
             my
             oath
             ;
             that
             I
             had
             suffered
             more
             than
             an
             
               Egyptian
            
             bondage
             had
             it
             not
             been
             for
             him
             .
          
           
             I
             had
             had
             a
             Sabbathlesse
             pursuit
             of
             my
             masters
             Labour
             ,
             had
             it
             not
             been
             for
             him
             :
             the
             very
             beasts
             that
             groan
             under
             the
             burden
             are
             beholden
             to
             him
             for
             ease
             ,
             for
             when
             the
             Oxe
             and
             the
             Asses
             neck
             ,
             seem'd
             married
             to
             the
             yoak
             ,
             he
             divorc't
             them
             ,
             the
             very
             
               Jews
            
             had
             their
             Jubilees
             ,
             times
             of
             rest
             ,
             therefore
             good
             my
             Lord
             ,
             if
             you
             give
             us
             nothing
             ,
             keep
             not
             our
             brick
             and
             straw
             from
             us
             .
          
        
         
           
             Iudg.
             
          
           
             
               Peter
               Poor
               ,
            
             what
             can
             you
             say
             .
          
        
         
           
             Poor
             .
          
           
             My
             Lord
             ,
             I
             dwell
             at
             the
             Town
             of
             
               Want
               ,
            
             in
             the
             County
             of
             
               Needs
               ,
            
             Poor
             in
             name
             ,
             and
             poor
             in
             estate
             :
             and
             had
             it
             not
             been
             for
             old
             
               Christmas
            
             I
             had
             been
             poorer
             ,
             if
             
             poorer
             I
             could
             have
             been
             ;
             had
             it
             not
             been
             for
             him
             ,
             my
             best
             friend
             
               God-free
               Giving
               ,
            
             had
             lost
             his
             life
             :
             all
             that
             have
             spoke
             against
             him
             ,
             are
             all
             
               Gadarens
               ,
            
             and
             of
             the
             Linage
             of
             
               Naball
               ,
            
             (
             Mris.
             
             
               Prudence
            
             only
             excepted
             )
             if
             you
             take
             away
             this
             merry
             old
             Gentleman
             from
             us
             ,
             you
             take
             away
             all
             our
             Joy
             ,
             and
             comfort
             that
             we
             have
             on
             earth
             .
          
           
             Hear
             us
             good
             Iudge
             ,
             we
             for
             thy
             favour
             call
             ;
          
           
             Save
             him
             alive
             ,
             or
             else
             destroy
             us
             all
             .
          
        
         
           
             Clerk
             .
          
           
             
               Call
               Mr.
            
             Neighborhood
             .
          
        
         
           
             Cr.
             
          
           
             
               O
               yes
               ,
            
             Neighborhood
             .
          
        
         
           
             Iudg.
             
          
           
             Come
             friend
             what
             can
             you
             say
             ?
          
        
         
           
             Neighbor
             .
          
           
             May
             it
             please
             you
             my
             Lord
             ,
             I
             dwell
             at
             the
             Town
             of
             
               Amity
               ,
            
             in
             the
             County
             of
             
               Unity
               ,
            
             my
             Father
             was
             the
             good
             
               Samaritan
               ,
            
             and
             my
             Mother
             was
             called
             
               Dorcas
               ,
            
             and
             all
             that
             I
             can
             say
             for
             this
             Old
             man
             is
             ,
             that
             he
             is
             a
             very
             kind
             and
             loving
             man
             ;
             inoffensive
             to
             all
             :
             a
             hater
             of
             strife
             ,
             a
             lover
             of
             harmless
             mirth
             :
             our
             whole
             Town
             &
             County
             are
             much
             beholding
             to
             him
             when
             he
             comes
             ,
             for
             he
             uses
             all
             means
             to
             bring
             us
             together
             ,
             &
             to
             renew
             friendship
             :
             he
             is
             a
             great
             Peacemaker
             ,
             if
             there
             have
             been
             any
             difference
             betwixt
             party
             ,
             &
             party
             ,
             he
             will
             indeavour
             to
             end
             it
             in
             an
             amicable
             way
             :
             he
             alwayes
             uses
             to
             tell
             me
             (
             next
             God
             )
             I
             must
             love
             my
             name
             sake
             ,
             to
             gloify
             the
             first
             ,
             &
             tenderly
             affect
             the
             second
             :
             in
          
        
         
         
         
      
    
    

