Age with great Tenderneſs, and fed him with Milk us long as he lived.
My old Maſter Grierſon had alſo a Dog, that ought to be mentioned with Regard; for he uſed to ſet him up as a Pattern of Sagacity and Prudence, not only to his Journeymen, but to the whole Neighbours. This Dog had been taught a thouſand Tricks, and among other Feats he could dance, tumble, and drink Wine and Punch till he was little better than mad. It happened one Day, when the Men had made him drunk with Liquor, and he was capering about, that he fell into a large Veſſel of boiling Water. They ſoon got him out, and he recovered; but he was very much hurt, and being ſenſible, that this Accident aroſe from his loſing his Senſes by Drinking, he would never taſte any ſtrong Liquor afterwards.My old Maſter, on relating this Story, and ſhewing the Dog, uſed to addreſs us thus, Ab, my Friends, had you but half the Senſe of this poor Dog you would never get fuddled, and be Fools.
