Mr. James Spiller Comedian.
in. When he not willing to under-
ſtand her, replied,—’tis all one to me,
madam, if your red wine is not good
let me have a pint of white. Juſt as
he had made this contrary anſwer, in
comes the hoſtler, and as his miſtreſs
was endeaouring to make Mr. Spiller
underſtand what ſhe had to ſay to
him, the hoſtler cried out to her,—
Ay, d—n his deaf head, madam, you
may ſpend as much of your breath as
you pleaſe to talk to him — but he will
never hear a word you ſay; I have,
been plagued with him this hour in
the ſtable about his d—n’d horſe, and
though I roared out in his deaf ears as
loud as ever I could, till I had almoſt
ſplit my throat, I could not make him
underſtand me one word, and there’s
his horſe fill in the ſtable, I dare not
turn him out, for fear he ſhould be
loſt, and the deaf ſon of a b—h ſhould
ſwear that I took charge of him.———
Lord! cried the hoſteſs, l do not know
how we ſhall get shut of him.———
Troth, madam, anſwered the hoſt-
ler, 1 fancy it will be beſt to let him
alone, and give him nothing that he
calls for to eat or drink, and perhaps
