A _Soldier_ and Two _Horses_.
A _Soldier_ that had One Excellent Horse already, bought Another that was
not Half so Good, and yet he took more Care of That, then of the Former.
Every body Wonder’d at the Humour of it, considering that for Beauty, or
Service, the Latter was not Comparable to the Other. Ay, but says One,
’tis Natural to be Kind to the Last Comer.
The MORAL.
_Our Likings or Dislikes are Founded rather upon Humour and Fancy then
upon Reason. Every thing pleases at First; and Nothing Pleases Long; and
we shift only to Try if we can Mend our selves in the Next Choice._