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ers, &c. very even upon a fheet of brown paper, and fo ano ther on that; letting them lie three days, then changing them in fresh papers, keeping them very close, for three days more, and then putting them between other fresh papers, fo repeating them till thoroughly dry, and then laying them in order between the fheets, and tie them up when tho roughly dry; laying them even at the bottom of your chest that they may not crumple or break. If you can catch any flies, butterflies, beetles or any ftrange pretty infects, put a pin through them, and pin them to a thin box, on the infide; it will keep them with the perfect colour, and beauty, and whole. But be very tender of the butterflies, for fear of lofing the fine colour or down, and of moths. If you meet with fine fnakes, worms, scorpions, batts, or pretty birds, if fmall you may keep them in fpirits: I will repay you what charges you are at for these, therefore be careful. And that you may not lose your labour when you return to England,and if any body fhould offer to prefs you, let them know, that you are upon the royal fociety's account, and have this commiffion from me to collect the foregoing things, for her majefty's fervice, viz. fhells, ftones, &c. for her grottos; and the reft for the improvement of natural history knowledge and phyfick. And pray get me what good feeds, and bulbous flower roots you can, and berries of pretty trees, and plants for the queen's gardens. I am fure no ingenious nor worthy gentleman, will meddle with you, if you acquaint them with this request of mine, to let you pass free, having the care and charge of these things for her majefty's fervice, and the royal fociety; and I defire you will let me know who fhew themselves kindly to you, that I may return their civilities, &c. God preferve and blefs you. I am
Your Friend and bumble Servant,
The following Letter from ANGLESEY,containing, as we are affured, Matter of Fact; we could not but publish it, with the Verfes, out of Regard to fo diftant a Correfpondent.
Gued Meifter BAFFIUS,
a coocking; my gefts as ufal after brafe drunkin, fell into quarelings apout there peticrees; after many plows given CAPT. CACK. ---- and flunked fo brafely, that all the cogs and fhentlemen leaved him foul mifter of the pit; wherpon hur friend did wrote the following vurfes; which hur bags you to print, that they may be afham'd of there practifings, and fhave my fhugs and fhamberpots.
Yours till deth Stopeth hur breth RHIVIART AP HUW.
TELL broke, brave MATT! at length we know,, Why TALLARD and his troops gave way; And where, at MONS fome years ago, Your boasted strength and fury lay.
Monfieur advanc'd with daring pride,
Can any virtuofo find,
From what ftrange force this volley flies, That, parthian-like, fo wounds behind,
And mauls our noses, more than eyes?
Cannons and mortars can't compare
With magazines in bowels pent: When fir'd amidst the heat of war, They force the touch-hole for a vent.
Let TORRES blufter as he will,
He must retire with foul disgrace;
Your front could not the battel win,
In fhort, you boldly may defie
The pow'r of all the devils in hell: Full in their face your engine plie, You'll rout them all, if they can smell.
Grubftreet Journal, No 76.
The Inftructions of Mr. J---L J-CHRISTOPHER HILLIARD, printed in our laft Journal, turn'd into Hudibraffic Verfe.
F you can't read, you'll get fome friend
If thou'lt be fafe, when far from land,
That I may know, when you return, all
The winds, that blow the compass round;
See where it doth most rain, or freeze:
On CHRISTMASS-DAY, SOUTH-SEA at five.
Bring me fome moffes, plants, and trees,
That is, if you can get them whole,
Then flowers, ferns, and thorns, you'll get ye,
By handling rough, I fhou'd be loth,