Chapter XCIII: Letter XCI: To J---- S----, Esq

Charles Street, June 16, 1779.

DEAR SIR,

IN truth, I was never more puzzled in my life than at this present writing--the acts of common kindness, or the effusions of mere common-will, I should know what to reply to--but, by my conscience, you act upon so grand a scale of urbanity, that a man should possess a mind as noble, and a heart as ample, as yourself! before he attempts even to be grateful upon paper.--You have made me richer than ever I was in my life--till this day I thought a bottle of good wine a large possession. Sir, I will enjoy your goodness with a glad heart--and every deserving soul I meet with shall share a glass with me, and join in drinking the generous donor’s health. Mrs. Sancho’s eyes betray her feelings--she bids me think for her--which I do most sincerely, and for myself,

I. SANCHO.