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On some occasion, Oliver had sent for a Minister, and did much revile him and a∣buse him; that he put the poor Minister to a stand what to say: At last Oliver put∣ting off his Cap, and the Minister spying his bald Pate: Truly, says he, I will not re∣proach you, nor revile you, as you have done to me, but I hope you'll give me leave to commend your Hair for leaving so bad a Head.