Chap-books of the eighteenth century . nd w^hat work can you do ? Sheanswered she had not been bred unto her needle, but to hardlabour, as w^ashing, brewing, and baking, and could make ahouse clean—Thou art, quoth the hostess, a lusty wench, andI like thee w^ell, for I have often persons that will not pay—Mistress, said she, if any such come let me know, and Ill makethem pay, Ill engage.—Nay, this is true, said the Carrier, formy carcase felt it; and then he told them how^ she served him—On this Sir John de Castile, in a bravado, w^ould needs makean experiment of her vast strength ; and asked
Chap-books of the eighteenth century . nd w^hat work can you do ? Sheanswered she had not been bred unto her needle, but to hardlabour, as w^ashing, brewing, and baking, and could make ahouse clean—Thou art, quoth the hostess, a lusty wench, andI like thee w^ell, for I have often persons that will not pay—Mistress, said she, if any such come let me know, and Ill makethem pay, Ill engage.—Nay, this is true, said the Carrier, formy carcase felt it; and then he told them how^ she served him—On this Sir John de Castile, in a bravado, w^ould needs makean experiment of her vast strength ; and asked her. If she durstexchange a box o the ear with him. Yes, quoth she, if mymistress wall give me leave. This granted, she stood to receiveSir Johns blow, who gave her a box with all his might, but itstirred her not at all \ but Meg gave him such a memorandumon his ear that Sir John fell dowm at her feet.—By my faith,said another, she strikes a blow^ like an ox, for she hath knockeddown an Ass.—So Meg w^as taken into * In the 1582 edition the passage runs, As soon as they saw longMeg they began to smile, and Dr. Skehon in his mad merry vain blessinghimself began thus, Domine, Domine, Vid : Origin. 328 Chap-Books of the Eighteenth Century. Chap. 3. The method Meg took to make one of the Vicars payHIS Score. Meg so bestirred herself, she pleased her mistress, and for hertallness was called Long Meg of Westminster. One of the lubbers of the Abbey had a mind to try herstrength, so coming with Six of his associates one frosty morn-ing calls for a pot of Ale, which being drank, he asked what heowed ? To which Meg answers, Five Shillings and Threepence. O thou foul scullion, I owe thee but three shilHngs andone penny, and no more will I pay thee. And turning to hislandlady, complained how Meg had charged him too foul ill take me, quoth Meg, if I misreckon him one penny,and therefore. Vicar, before thou goest out of these doors, Ishall make thee pay every pe
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