Dunstan's_ made just them a damn'd Noise about their
_Quarters_, but the sight of me made perfectly _Hush_ in a
_Minute_; now fearing to goe by _Chance-a wry-Lane_, as being
upon the _Watch_ my self and not to be _debarr'd_ at
_Temple-Bar_; I stole up _Bell-Yard_, but narrowly escap'd
being _Clapper-claw'd_ by two Fellows I did not like in the
Alley, so was forc'd to goe round with a design to _Sheer-off_
into _Sheer-Lane_, but the _Trumpet_ sounding at that very
time, alarm'd me so, I was forc'd to Grope my way back through
_Hemlock-Court_, and take my _Passage_ by _Ship-Yard_ without
the Bar again; but there meeting with one of our trusty
Friends, (all Ceremonies a-part) he told me under the _Rose_ I
must expect no _Mercy_ in _St. Clement's_ Parish, for the
_Butchers_ there on the _Back_ on't would _Face_ me, and with
their _Cleavers_ soon bring me down on my _marrow_ Bones; you
may believe I soon hastened thence, but by this time being
Fainty and night Spent, I put forward, and seeing a _Light_
near the _Savoy-Gate_, I was resolv'd not to make _Light_ of
the Opportunity, but call'd for an hearty Dram of _Luther_ and
_Calvin_, that is, _Mum_ and _Geneva_ mix'd; but having Fasted
so long before, it soon got into my Noddle, and e'er I had
gone twenty steps, it had so intirely _Stranded_ my Reason,
that by the time I came to _Half-Moon-Street_ end, it gave a
_New-Exchange_ to my Senses, and made me quite _Lunatick_.
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