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NHG-P.771.068
13 Dec 1771:33 (790)
Boston, November 28. A correspondent has furnished us with
the following droll occurrence, viz. not long since, on one
of our harmonious nights, when the gentry of either sex
visit our C---- H---, one of the black musicians left the
place before all the company had retired, and proceeded
home, but his master's door was shut, and he took up his
abode in the barn for that night rather than be exposed to
the night air; he had wrapped himself up in the hay and was
preparing for sleep, when he was amused with the appearance
and discourse of an amorous pair, who not knowing the
musician was there, came from the C------, (which was near
by) to taste those joys, those stolen pleasures, which Hymen
has forbid unless by him conferred. It seems this couple
were a single gentleman, and a married lady, the latter had
a white sattin petticoat, which she took off, and carefully
laid by until their pastime should be finished.---They had
prepared to receive each others mutual embraces, when
unluckily for the lady she uttered these words, O my dear, I
wish I could have that tune played all night.' What tune my
jewel?' returned the amorous swain. Why bobbing Joan,'
answered the lady. The musician unnoticed had been very
intent upon their behaviour all this time, and having his
violin by him, immediately rose up and played the before
mentioned tune to the no small astonishment of the gentleman
and the lady; who precipitately retired, the latter leaving
the white sattin petticoat behind her, and the gentleman the
covering to his nakedness.
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