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afraid of asking a young lady to alter her name. I write 

 ' Courage, my lad; the lady will say, Don't, sir; pray do/ 



"Thursday, October 17th. Insulted by a grinning 

 dog or biped puppy. Mr. Bedingfield's Clerk called 

 with a message from the party. 



" Sunday, October 20th. Soon after eleven alarmed 

 by the watchman with a smell of fire. Got up, 

 searched the house, and found the smell arose from 

 some asafoetida or other drug injected through the 

 keyhole suspected to be put there by one C. (assistant 

 to Mr. B.) and others. 



" Monday, October 2lst. Morning at eight. Wind E. 

 Sent a letter to Mr. B., of which the following is a 

 copy: 



" Sir, Surgeons and apothecaries are expected to 

 have more gravity and good sense than the generality 

 of men, and when otherwise they are a disgrace to 

 their profession. 



' ( You keep dogs, and have a grinning one that goes 

 about the streets in the evening (with others) to the 

 annoyance of the neighbourhood. This is to caution 

 you to keep him within, or likely enough he will some 

 night return with a good horse-whipping by the hand 

 of 



" Yours, &c., 



" ROBERT POCOCK. 



"P.S. When you have read this, show it to the 

 puppy." 



" Tuesday, October 22nd. Death's-head moth found 

 at Gravesend. 



" Thursday, October 24>th. Gravesend Fair. Small 



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