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Pise. We call it Hanson Toot. 



VIAT. Why, farewell, Hanson Toot ! I'll no more 

 on thee : I'll go twenty miles about first : Puh ! I sweat 

 that my shirt sticks to my back. 



Pise. Come, Sir, now we are up the hill ; and now 

 how do you ? 



VIAT. Why, very well, I humbly thank you, Sir, and 

 warm enough, I assure you. What have we here, a 

 church ? As I'm an honest man, a very pretty church ? 

 Have you churches in this country, Sir ? 



Pise. You see we have : but had you seen none, 

 why should you make that doubt, Sir ? 



VIAT. Why, if you will not be angry, I'll tell you ; I 

 thought myself a stage or two beyond Christendom. 



Pise. Come, come, we'll reconcile you to our country 

 before we part with you, if shewing you good sport with 

 angling will do it. 



indeed, the allusions to him, and to the singular oddness of his 

 character, are numberless. He travelled almost over Europe on 

 foot ; and in that tour walked 900 miles with one pair of shoes, 

 which he got mended at Zurich. Afterwards he visited Turkey, 

 Persia, and the Great Mogul's dominions, travelling in so frugal a 

 manner, that as he tells his mother, in a letter to her in his ten 

 months' travels, between Aleppo and the Mogul's court, he spent 

 but three pounds sterling ; living remarkably well for about two- 

 pence sterling a day ; and of that three pounds he elsewhere says, 

 he was cozened of no less than ten shillings sterling by certain 

 Christians of the Armenian nation ; so that, indeed, he spent but 

 fifty shillings in his ten months' travels. In these his travels, he 

 attained to great perfection both in the Persian and Indostan 

 languages ; in the former, he made and pronounced an oration to 

 the Great Mogul ; and his skill in the latter, he took occasion to 

 manifest in the following very signal instance. In the service of the 

 English ambassador, then resident, was a woman of Indostan, a 

 laundress, whose frequent practice it was to scold, brawl, and rail, 

 from sunrising to sunset. This formidable shrew did Coriate one 

 day undertake to scold with, in her own language ; and succeeded 

 so well in the attempt, that, by eight of the clock in the morning, 

 he had totally silenced her, leaving her not a word to speak. Further 

 it appears, that he was a zealous champion for the Christian religion 

 against the Mahometans and the Pagans, in the defence whereof 

 he sometimes risked his life. He died of the flux, occasioned by 

 drinking sack at Surat, in 1617 : having published his European 

 travels in a quarto volume, which he called his Crudities ; and to this 

 circumstance the passage in the text is a manifest allusion. H. 



