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A Souldier quartering in New-Mar∣ket, often observed a young Countrey Wench that sold Pigs every Market day; whereupon he went to her one day, and desired to see some Pigs; having seen seve∣ral, he said at last, He would have one that was alive, so she shewed him one that she had in a Bag. Well, Sweet heart, said he, I live hard by and must go shew the Pig to my Captain, if he like it, you shall have three shillings for it, in the mean time I will leave the price with you. Thus having got the Pig tied up in the Bag, he went to his Lodging, and put a Dog into the Bag in∣stead of it, and returning quickly to the Damosel, said, Truly his Captain did not like the Pig; and therefore she took the Bag without looking into it, and gave him his Money. Not long after came a French Monsieur in haste to buy a Pig, but not liking those that were dead, would have a live one. Sir, said she, I have one of the same bigness alive, the price is so much. Well, here is your money, said he, but how shall I carry it? Why for a groat you shall have Poke and all. Poke, what is d'at? said the Frenchman. 'Tis a Bag Sir, said she, that it is tied up in. Oh de Bag, is dat de