There was knightier named as "A BALD KNIGHT", who wore a wig and went out to hunt. A sudden puff of wind blew off his hat and wig, at which a loud laugh boost forth from his companions.
He pulled up his horse, and with great glee
joined in the joke by saying, "What a
amazing thing it
is that hairs which are not mine should fly from
me, when they have forsaken even the man on
whose head they grew."