to have died of laughing the whole time. Now, don't you think a lobster might turn to account where a horse is a little dull or so—mind me—if one of these fellows is not worth more than a dozen pair of Mr. Moore's best spurs—I'm a Dutchman—for I have wore out a dozen upon the aforesaid mare in the course of the fifteen last years. It's easily done, only putting no handcuffs on them, and they'll soon go to work and do your business. Pray, Sir, don't you think they might be of use to the light dragoons?
I thought myself bound to inform you of this, as hoping it would prove a great national discovery: I mean to keep lobsters on purpose, for it's cheaper than buying a horse instead of my old mare; and I can go faster with one of them in my pocket than I could post. When my boys come home from school, to hunt in the forest, I mean to treat each of them with a crawfish for
