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A man that had been a Four years Voy∣age at Sea, and when he came home, his dear and Vertuous Wife coming to meet and welcome him home, brought a little Boy in her Arms of a Twelve month Old; which he preceiving,
Umph, says, he: And Umph, says she, agen, you might
have come home sooner then: Why, says he, I came home as soon as my conveni∣ency would give me leave: And I, says she, staid as long as my conveniency would give me leave: Well, says he, whose Child is this? Why mine, says she, and that that is mine is yours, for I can lawfully call nothing my own but my Ring, Fillet, and Hair-lace, and therefore the Child is yours; How will you prove it, says he? Why thus, says she, here hold it in your Arms; and as he took it, Now says she, I freely give it you. Nay now, says he; I am satisfied, and know 'tis mine; there∣fore prithee get it a good Nurse; for I'll have none of my Children that comes so easily to be Nurst at home.