So from tree to post it got down to the river in a few days.

I was promised noble wages by the merchant, but I never got anything from him but promises and praises.

Some people came to look at us, and gave us money to get ale, and that was all." The merchant subsequently turned out a very great knave, cheating Tom on various occasions, and finally broke very much in his debt.

Tom was obliged to sell off everything, and left South Wales without horses or waggon; his old friend the Muse, however, stood him in good stead.
"Before I left," says he, "I went to Brecon, and printed the 'Interlude of the King, the Justice, the Bishop, and the Husbandman,' and got an old acquaintance of mine to play it with me, and help me to sell the books.
I likewise busied myself in getting subscribers to a book of songs called the 'Garden of Minstrelsy.' It was printed at Trefecca.

The expense attending the printing amounted to fifty-two pounds, but I was fortunate enough to dispose of two thousand copies.