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A Gentleman, that had as I hear, been long a Suitor to a young Lady, whose Fa∣ther was a Knight, and at that time High Sheriff of the County; and after they had long disputed about the Portion, it hap∣pened that the Sheriff had summon'd the County together upon some urgent occasi∣on, into a Common three or four Miles off, and there did appear upon a very brave
Horse, which the young Gentleman that was a Suitor to his Daughter was much in love withal, and did desire that he would bestow that Horse upon him; the Knight told him that he would not part from him; then he desired to buy him: but he told him plainly that no Money should buy him: Why then, says he in a fume, you may keep your Daughter: and so rode away: But a∣bout three months after he took it into consideration, and thought he had done very indiscreetly, and went again to the Knights House, and as he was riding into the Gate, a Maid of the House spy'd him, and went and told her young Mistress; who bid her shut the Door fast and lock it too: A little after the Gentleman comes to the door and knocks, and the young Lady being a t'other side, askt who was there? He said, Madam a faithful Servant of yours: Sir, says she, I don't know you, and I dare not let any body in now my Father's from home; for we had a-great Robbery committed lately hard by at this time a day: Why Madam, says he, don't you know me; I am such a man that loves you dearly I protest: O Sir, says she, is it you? I do remember about six months ago that here was such a one indeed that was in love with my Fathers Horse: and so flung away, and would not suffer the Door to be
opened, nor never would admit of any more of his addresses to her: That it seems he was at last contented to march off with∣out Lady or Horse either.