leeps in the Best Room as she allways Did and the Coock in the
garret and you Can have the Rooms the same as you allways Did as your
Aunt Donte set in the Parlour She Continlery Sets in the Ciching. your
Aunt says she Cannot Part from the dog know hows and She Says he will
not hurt you for he is Like a Child and I can safeley say My Self he
wonte hurt you as She Cannot Sleep in the Room With out him as he
allWay Sleep in the Same Room as She Dose. your Aunt is agreeable to
Git in What Coles and Wood you Wish for I am know happy to say your
Aunt is in as Good health as ever She Was and She is happy to hear you
are Both Well your Aunt Wishes for Ancer By Return of Post."

The nieces replied that their aunt must choose between the dog and them,
and Mrs. Newton sends a second letter which brings her development to a
climax. It runs:--

"DEAR MISS ---, I have Receve your Letter and i Whent up to your Aunt
as you Wish me and i Try to Perveal With her about the Dog But she
Wold not Put the Dog away nor it alow him to Be Tied up But She Still
Wishes you to Come as Shee says the Dog Shall not interrup you for She
Donte alow the Dog nor it the Cats to Go in the Parlour never sence
She has had it Donup ferfere of Spoiling the Paint your Aunt think it
vary Strange you Should Be so vary Much afraid of a Dog and She says
you Cant Go out in London But What you are up a gance one and She says
She Wonte Trust the Dog in know one hands But her Owne for She is
afraid theay Will not fill is Belley as he Lives upon Rost Beeff and
Rost and Boil Moutten Wich he Eats More then the Servantes in the
House there is not aney One Wold Beable to Give Sattefacktion upon
that account Harry offerd to Take the Dog But She Wood not Trust him
in our hands so I Cold not Do aney thing With her your Aunt youse to
Tell Me When we was at your House in London She Did not know how to
make you amens and i Told her know it was the Time to Do it But i
Considder She sets the Dog Before you your Aunt keep know Beer know
Sprits know Wines in the House of aney Sort Oneley a Little Barl of
Wine I made her in the Summer the Workmen and servantes are a Blige to
Drink wauter Morning Noon and Night your Aunt the Same She Donte Low
her Self aney Tee nor Coffee But is Loocking Wonderful Well

"I Still Remane your Humble Servant Mrs Newton

"I am vary sorry to think the Dog Perve