NO. 108. WEDNESDAY, JULY 4

_Gratis anhelans, multa agenda nihil agens._

PHÆDR. _Fab._ v. 1. 2.

Out of breath to no purpose, and very busy about nothing.

As I was yesterday morning walking with Sir Roger before his house, a

country fellow brought him a huge fish, which, he told him, Mr. William

Wimble had caught that very morning; and that he presented it, with his

service to him, and intended to come and dine with him. At the same time

he delivered a letter which my friend read to me as soon as the messenger

left him.

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