A Thief came to a Boy that was blubbering by the Side of a Well, and ask'd what he cry'd for. Why, says he, the String's broke here, and I've dropt a Silver Cup into the Well. The Fellow presently strips, and down he goes to search for't. After a while, he comes up again with his Labour for his Pains, and the roguy boy in the mean time, was run away with his Cloaths.
Some Thieves are ripe for the Gallows sooner than Others.Source:
L'Estrange 241.
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