bitten is, that they were sent (I think to the number of six or seven) down to Southampton to be dipped, and that none of them was ever attacked with hydrophobia. I have often, formerly, spoken to one of the persons on the subject, a carpenter, named Eggleton.
I quite agree with all you have said on the propriety of appending real names. Dropping, therefore, my cognomen of Corylus, I subscribe myself
Wm. Hazel.
Portsmouth.
"Solid Men of Boston" (Vol. vii., p. 134.).—Your correspondent will find the whole of this song, which is one of Captain Morris's, in the Asylum for Fugitive Pieces, published by Debrett, 1786, 12mo., vol. ii. p. 246. It is entitled "Billy Pitt and the Farmer," and begins—
"Sit down, neighbours all, and I'll tell a merry story,
About a British farmer and Billy Pitt the Tory.
I had it piping hot from Ebenezer Barber,
Who sail'd right from England, and lies in Boston harbour."
It describes, very amusingly, an incident which was reported to have occurred to Pitt and Dundas, on their return from a convivial meeting at "Daddy Jenky's," and was for a long time a very popular song.