Slipshoe

[S]uddenly out of his bed ſtarted an Hoſtler, who hauing no apparell on but his ſhirt, a paire of ſlip-ſhooes on his / feete, and a Candle burning in his hand like old Ieronimo ſtep'd into the ſtable amõgſt a number of poore hungry Iades, as if that night he had beene to ride poaſt to yͤ Diuell.