ADVICE _from the_ MAN _in the_ MOON.
_Jumper, Jumper, Jumper_, what a pretty Dog he is, and how
sensible? Had Mankind half the Sagacity of _Jumper_, they would
guard against Accidents of this Sort, by having a public Survey,
occasionally made of all the Houses in every Parish (especially of
those, which are old and decayed) and not suffer them to remain in a
crazy State, 'till they fall down on the Heads of the poor
Inhabitants, and crush them to Death. Why, it was but Yesterday, that
a whole House fell down in _Grace-church-street_, and another in
_Queen's-street_, and an hundred more are to tumble, before this
Time twelve Months; so Friends, take Care of yourselves, and tell the
Legislature, they ought to take Care for you. How can you be so
careless? Most of your Evils arise from Carelesness and Extravagance,
and yet you excuse yourselves, and lay the Fault upon Fortune. Fortune
is a Fool, and you are a Blockhead, if you put it in her Power to play
Tricks with you.
_Yours_,
_The_ MAN _in the_ MOON.
You are not to wonder, my dear Reader, that this little Dog should
have more Sense than you, or your Father, or your Grandfather.
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