LETTERCXLIX.TO DOCTOR N—F—D.
Charles Street, Westm. Oct. 13, 1780.
HONOURED SIR,
WERE I to omit my thanks—poor as they are—for a single post—your honest and more sensible dog would be ashamed of me.
“A merciful man is good to his beasts.”
“A merciful man is good to his beasts.”
The friendly hand which strokes and rewards his attentions, that same friendly hand has prescribed for my good—and under God has much benefited my health;—the eye of kindness, which animates the poor animal to deeds almost beyond instinct, hath beamed upon me also, and given me the pleasing assurance of new health.—I wish, dear Sir, for just as much credit in the point of gratitude, as you will allow to fall to the share of any poor honest dog.—For so much, and no more, prayeth, dear Sir,
The friendly hand which strokes and rewards his attentions, that same friendly hand has prescribed for my good—and under God has much benefited my health;—the eye of kindness, which animates the poor animal to deeds almost beyond instinct, hath beamed upon me also, and given me the pleasing assurance of new health.—I wish, dear Sir, for just as much credit in the point of gratitude, as you will allow to fall to the share of any poor honest dog.—For so much, and no more, prayeth, dear Sir,
Your most obedient
and grateful servant,
I. SANCHO.