Pride Wittily Punished.—

Three hundred years ago, there lived at Norwich, a shoemaker, of the name of John Drakes. One day, he came to a tailor's, and finding some French tawny cloth lying there, which had been sent to be made into a gown for Sir Philip Calthrop, took a fancy to the colour, and ordered the tailor to buy as much of the same stuff for him, and make him a gown of it, precisely of the same fashion as the knight's, whatever that night be. Sir Philip arriving some time afterwards, to he measured, saw the additional cloth, and enquired to whom it belonged.

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“To John Drakes,” replied the tailor, “who, will have it made in the self-same fashion as your's is made.” “Well,” said the knight, “in good time be it: I will have mine as full of cuts as thy shears can make it.” And both garments were finished according to order. The shoemaker, on receiving his gown, slashed almost to shreds, began to swear at the tailor; but received for answer, “I have done nothing but that you bade me; for as Sir Philip Calthrop's gown is, even so have I made your's.” “By my latehet,” growled the shoemaker, “I will never wear gentleman's fashion again.“—From Camden's Remains.