TO THE READERS.
IN this following Act, the Office is open'd, and shew'n to the Pro∣digall, and his Princesse Pecunia, wherein the allegory, and pur∣pose of the Author hath hitherto beene wholly mistaken, and so sinister an interpretation beene made, as if the soules of most of the Spectators had liu'd in the eyes and eares of these ridiculous Gossips that tattle betweene the Acts. But hee prayes you thus to mend it. To consider the Newes here vented, to be none of his Newes, or any reasonable mans; but Newes made like the times Newes, (a weekly cheat to draw mony) and could not be fitter re∣prehended, then in raising this ridiculous Office of the Staple, wher∣in the age may see her owne folly, or hunger and thirst after pub∣lish'd pamphlets of Newes, set out euery Saturday, but made all at home, & no syllable of truth in them: then which there cannot be a greater disease in nature, or a fouler scorne put vpon the times. And so apprehending it, you shall doe the Author, and your owne iudgement a courtesie, and perceiue the tricke of alluring money to the Office, and there cooz'ning the people. If you haue the truth, rest quiet, and consider that
Ficta, voluptatis causa, sint proxima veris.