some novice, who in esse or in posse has his present means good, and those to come great; he is very glad to learn how money can be raised.  The warren seek after a tumbler, a sort of hunting dog; and the nature of a London tumbler was to “hunt dry-foot,” in this manner:—­“The tumbler is let loose, and runs snuffing up and down in the shops of mercers, goldsmiths, drapers, haberdashers, to meet with a ferret, that is, a citizen who is ready to sell a commodity.”  The tumbler in his first course usually returned in despair, pretending to have out-wearied himself by hunting, and swears that the city ferrets are so coaped (that is, have their lips stitched up close) that he can’t get them to open to so great a sum as L500, which the warren wants.  “This herb being chewed down by the rabbit-suckers, almost kills their hearts.  It irritates their appetite, and they keenly bid the tumbler, if he can’t fasten on plate, or cloth, or silks, to lay hold of brown paper, Bartholomew babies, lute-strings, or hob-nails.  It hath been verily reported,” says Decker, “that one gentleman of great hopes took up L100 in hobby-horses, and sold them for L30; and L16 in joints of mutton and quarters of lamb, ready roasted, and sold them for three pounds.”  Such commodities were called purse-nets.—­The tumbler, on his second hunt, trots up and down again; and at last lights on a ferret that will deal:  the names are given in to a scrivener, who inquires whether they are good men, and finds four out of the five are wind-shaken, but the fifth is an oak that can bear the hewing.  “Bonds are sealed, commodities delivered, and the tumbler fetches his second career; and their credit having obtained the purse-nets, the wares must now obtain money.”  The tumbler now hunts for the rabbit suckers, those who buy these purse-nets; but the rabbit-suckers seem greater devils than the ferrets, for they always bid under; and after many exclamations the warren is glad that the seller should repurchase his own commodities for ready money, at thirty or fifty per cent. under the cost.  The story does not finish till we come to the manner “How the warren is spoiled.”  I shall transcribe this part of the narrative in the lively style of this town writer.  “While there is any grass to nibble upon, the rabbits are there; but on the cold day of repayment they retire into their caves; so that when the ferret makes account of five in chase, four disappear.  Then he grows fierce, and tears open his own jaws to suck blood from him that is left.  Serjeants, marshalmen, and bailiffs are sent forth, who lie scenting at every corner, and with terrible paws haunt every walk.  The bird is seized upon by these hawks, his estate looked into, his wings broken, his lands made over to a stranger.  He pays L500, who never had but L60, or to prison; or he seals any bond, mortgages any lordship, does