Sir.

I am one of those beings the world commonly calls crabbed old Fellows. Having spent the greater part of a long life with material inconvenience to myself and the great annoyance of my numerous friends I have just set about the hopeless search of a Remedy to retrieve that character which I can scarcely recollect to have inherited

I was Sir in my earliest days the favourite or as others say the darling of my parents being the youngest of a large family nothing particular transpired at that period worthy of relation except that (as I am told) my sweetness of disposition sanctioned every indulgence that could have been granted me but as I grew into more mature years those little marks of kindness not being sufficient to gratify my desire of novelty my Parents found it imprudent to shew me that favour which my ingratitude daily learned to abuse here my temper became soured my playmates forsook every game that I interfered in my brothers were always anxious to leave the room in which I chose to sit from the various provocations that I continued to give nearly the whole of the Family got early settlements and I finding myself left alone with no other to quarrel with I set about making my father unhappy which doubtless hastened the termination of a valuable life that was an ornament to all that part of the country. Since that I have gone through the various offices of life prescribed by nature and upon looking back can scarcely recount any thing to endear me to the circle that interest or affection has placed about me. To enumerate all the mischiefs in which I have played principle would indeed tire you but a few instances will suffice to shew the ill effects of such a wretched temper.