deacon brodie
The real story behind Edinburgh's most enduring legend
Edinburgh, 17th August 1788.
Dear Sir,
The nails of my toes and fingers are not quite so long, as Nebuchadnezzar's are said to have been, although long enough for a Mandarine, and much longer than I find convenient. I have tried several experiments to remove this evil without effect, which no doubt you'll think says little for your Ward's ingenuity; and I have the mortification to perceive the evil daily increasing.
Dear Sir, as I intend seeing company abroad in a few days, I beg as soon as convenient you'll take this matter under consideration, and only, if necessary, consult my Guardian and Tutor sine qua non ; and I doubt not but you'll devise some safe and easy method of operation that may give me a temporary relief. Perhaps the faculty may prescribe a more radical cure.
Dear Sir, if not disagreeable to you, I'll be happy to see you. You'll be sure to find me at home, and all hours are equally convenient.
Believe me to be, with great esteem,
Your most affectionate Ward, and very humble servant,
Will. Brodie.
To Don. Smith Esq.
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