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popularly called a devil's dozen, and was believed to be unlucky-fo,
when the devil's name was abandoned, perhaps for the fake of euphony,
the name fubftituted for it was that of the baker, and the number
thirteen was called "a baker's dozen." The makers of nearly all forts
of provitions for fale were, in the middle ages, tainted with the fame
vice, and there was nothing from which fociety in general, efpecially in
the towns where few made bread for themfelves, fut-fered fo much.
This evil is alluded to more than once in that curious educational treatife,
the "Dictionarius" of John de Garlande, printed in my "Volume of
Vocabularies." This writer, who wrote in the earlier half of the thirteenth
century, inlinuates that the makers of pies (pajiillarii), an article of food
which was greatly in repute during the middle ages, often made ufe of
bad eggs. The cooks, he fays further, fold, efpecially in Paris to the
fcholars of the univeriity, cooked meats, faufages, and fuch things,
which were not fit to eat; while the butchers furniihed the meat of
animals which had died of difeafe. Even the fpices and drugs fold by
the apothecaries, or dpiciers, were not, he fays, to be trufled. John de
Garlande had evidently an inclination to fatire, and he gives way to it
not unfrequently in the little book of which I am fpeaking. He fays
that the glovers of Paris cheated the fcholars of the univertity, by felling
them gloves made of bad materials; that the women who gained their
living by winding thread (deuacuatrices, in the Latin of the time), not only
emptied the fcl1olars' purfes, but walled their bodies alfo (it is intended as
a pun upon the "Latin word); and the huckiiers fold them unripe fruit
for ripe. The drapers, he fays, cheated people not only by felling bad
materials, but by meafuring them with falle meafures; while the hawkers,
who went about from houfe to houfe, robbed as well as cheated.
M. Jubinal has publifhed in his curious volume entitled "Jonglenrs
et Trouveres," a rather jocular poem on the bakers, written in French of,
perhaps, the thirteenth century, in which their art is lauded as much
better and more ufeful than that of the goldfmith's. The rnillers'
depredations on the corn fent to be ground at the mill, are laid to the
charge of the rats, which attack it by night, and the hens, which find
their way to it by day; and he explains the diminution the bakings
experienced