Compare 1587 edition: 1 Iohn Fitz Si|mons anſwe|reth Meth.

My Lorde of Meth, may I be ſo bolde as to craue what Countrey man you are? Mary ſir (quoth the Biſhop) I woulde you ſhoulde knowe it. I am a Gentleman, and an Engliſhe man. My Lorde (quoth Fitz Simons) my meaning is to learne, in what ſhire of Englande you were borne? In Lyncolnſhyre, good ſir. quoth Sta|ples. Why then my Lorde, qouth Fitz Simons, we are no traytors, bycauſe it was the Earle of Lincolne, and the Lorde Louell that crowned him, and therefore if you be a Gentleman of Lin|colnſhyre, ſee that you be pardoned, for God and

Compare 1587 edition: 1 At this anſwere Meth was ſet, and ſuche as were preſent were forced to ſmyle, to ſee what a round fall he caught in his owne turne.

Compare 1587 edition: 1 Henry White rayſed an vp| [...]re in DublinIn the ſeconde yeare of Skeffington his go|uernment, it happened that one Henrie White, ſeruant to Benet a Marchant of Dublyn, was pitching of a Cart of hay in the high ſtreete, and hauing offred boyes play to paſſengers that wal|ked to and fro, he let a bottle of his hay fall on a ſouldiers Bonet, as he paſt by his Cart: the ſoul|diour taking this knauiſhe knacke in dudgeon, burled his Dagger at him, and hauing narowly miſt the princocks, he ſticked it in a poſt not farre off. White leapt downe from the Cart, and thruſt the ſouldiour through the ſhoulder wyth hys pyke. Wherevpon there was a great vprore in the Citie, betwene the Souldiours and the ap|prentiſes, inſomuch as Thomas Barby beyng the Maior,Thomas Bar|by Maior. hauing the King his ſworde drawne, was hardly able to appeaſe the fray, in which dy|uerſe were wounded, and none ſlaine.