Coffee-house jests. Refined and enlarged. By the author of the Oxford jests. The fourth edition, with large additions. This may be re-printed, Feb. 25. 1685. R.P.

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Title: Coffee-house jests. Refined and enlarged. By the author of the Oxford jests. The fourth edition, with large additions. This may be re-printed, Feb. 25. 1685. R.P.
Author: Hickes, William, fl. 1671.
Publication: London :: printed for Hen. Rhodes, next door to the Swan-Tavern, near Bride-Lane in Fleet street,; 1686.
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Subject terms: English wit and humor -- Early works to 1800.
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A Youth passing by the Watch late at Temple-Bar one night also; the Constable askt him what he was? Why, says he, a Boy; don't you see: Who d'ye serve, says the Constable, Why the King, says the Boy: Says the Constable, So do we, Is that all? D'ye serve no body else? Away with him to the Counter: At length he told him that he was Page to Mr. Baxter at Court; O, says the ingenious Constable, are you Page to the Back-stairs at Court; go your ways home, for I won't stay any of the Kings Servants. No, says the Boy, how can you stop 'em, unless y••u find where they run out.