38/38 Please to excuse the faults of this composition--my talking so much of myself, and being too familiar, I am afraid, with you. I mean no harm; and I drink most respectfully (having just done dinner) to your health and prosperity, in a tankard of her ladyship's ale. May you find in these leaves of my writing, what ROBINSON CRUSOE found in his experience on the desert island--namely, "something to comfort yourselves from, and to set in the Description of Good and Evil, on the Credit Side of the Account."-- Farewell. |