therefore he that runs away from his Creditors is a Man of admirable
Principles, and his Creditors are very great Rogues.

_Col._ But why d'you hate the Government, _Major_, what harm has that done
you.

_Bram._ Why, Sir, I was formerly in a very good Office, was turn'd out for
Bribery, and have had none giv'n me since, therefore while the Government
takes no notice of me, I'll take no notice of the Government.

Sir _Har._ You are a Person, _Major_, the Government ought to take notice
of, I assure you--And d'you think a Man of your Character and Conversation
qualify'd for a publick Post.

_Bram._ Certainly, Sir _Harry_, who makes a better Soldier than a
Midnight-Scourer; who proves a sharper Judge than a Serjeant that takes
Fees on both sides; or who thumps the Cushion better than he that has
thumpt all the Wives i'the Parish; therefore that am acquainted with all
you call Rogues i'the Kingdom, think my self notably qualify'd for a
_Custom-House-Officer_--but whether the Government employs us, or not, my
Companions are the happiest People i'the World; we meet ev'ry Day at a
House within the Rules of the _Fleet_, where we have fat Venison, that's
Stole out of _Windsor-Park_; _French_ Wine, that's Run i'the _Wild o'
Kent_; drink Confusion to our Arms, and talk Treason, till the Vintner
crys, _Huzza, Drawer bring in my Bottle_. And there are of our Club, Four
Broken-Officers, Six Suborning-Attorneys, a Disaffected-Cobler, Two
Highway-Men, and Eleven _Jacobite_, Outlaw'd-Parsons.

Sir _Har._ If you are such an Enemy to your native Country, why don't you
course the World, and please your self.