Star.
London, England, 1826-07-08 00:00:00

BAMBOOZLING A BOOTMAKER. •

A shoemaker, who does not live a hundred miles from
St. Martin's Lane, being of a convivial turn-, frequented
a house in the neighbourhood, where he met with some
kindred spirits. Theman of leather paid for his admi•
ration of the wit and humour there displayed, not only
in the direct way of discharging all tavern bills, but in
suffering other bills, hopeless of payment, to be run up
at his shop. Among others, a Gentleman, whom we
shall call John-a-Nukes, did the bootmaker this favour.
Time, however, altered his mind, and he ceased visiting
the accustomed haunt. A couple of years thus pasted
without their having met; but one day the bootmaker,
being at Guildhall, saw a Gentleman whose features he
thought were not unknown to him—in fact, it was his
old customer and boon companion, Mr. Nokes. At the
end of the important deliberations whech usually take
place there, the bootmaker joined his quondam friend,
just as he was vanishing into the street.
" Sir," said the bootrnaker, " is not your name Woke'?"
" Yes," said the Gentleman, who did notimmediately recollect
his man.

0 And your Christian name Is, I believe, John, commonly called
Jack r

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Our friend's reeollection bad by this time revived a little, and be
answered, " No, Sir ; my name is Peter."
" I think," said the boot•maker," a cuuple of years ago you fre-
quented tbk (mentioning the mane of the house.)
" Ob r said Mr. -Notes, " I now know, Sir, about whom you
ask—be was a cousin of mine."

" I never saw such a resemblance."
" Yes," said blokes, "there is a great family likeness among us
all. He was a drunken dog, that fellow of whom youspeak."
" Why, rashers.," said the bosmnsaker. . -

el Soo4witat blacipardisk bible mousers r
" Yes, somewhat.
AIN poor fellow, he was a sad enemy to liiittelf, and a curse
tp his family."
" Why, Sir (said Nolte.) be ran fool a rig here, that we were
glad to get hint out to Trbtidad as a dave.driver ; for which be was
very ht. being just the eat of it. and be died live months ago of the
yellow fever. 1 cannot say that any of us were sorry for him."
" I am sorry for him (said the disappointed boutmalter), for he
owed me 141. as. id. Have I any chance of Wog paid r
u Ott, theta be owed you money, too! Well there never will be
an end of that fellow's debts. I assure you, Sir, I paid away an
immensity of them, and yet every day I ass called upon still. But
in fact I cannot afford it any longer ; and though it is with re-
luctance, Sir, that I see any Gentleman defrauded by any member
of my family, yet it is impossible for me to to on paying for ever.
I really, Sir, must wish you a good morning."
" Well, said the boot-maker, that is the greatest likeness I ever
saw. Dead theseive months! driving the blackamoors in Trinidad !
Well, I'm sorry for him any how, for, if be was a bit Oa black-
guard. he was a pleasant fellow over a supper table for ail that."

Within the last few days a great quantity of silk ma-
chinery has bees purchased at Alaccksheld far some Sestets basses.
Wednesday moniing, about half-p.st slit o'clock, part
of the extensive coach-manufactory of Mr. Tudor, Wol-
verhampton, fell in with a vemendous crash. The ac-
cident is opposed to have occurred from the premises'
being overloaded, the out's. walls having given way.--
One man is very 4autgerausly hurt, but three others have
providentially escaped!