"All, believe me, Doctor, is as it should be. You want my advice gratis. I always have had yours gratis, and profitted by it, and loved it. Now, if you will take my advice, I will take yours, and so we shall find mutual accommodation." "What is your advice?" "Ride on horseback." "How can I do so? One hundred pounds in debt, and only one hundred pounds per annum. I cannot starve a year, and ride on horseback too. You give advice I cannot follow." "I should be sorry to do so. I will write you a prescription, but you must take it yourself to be made up in Lombard-street; and I will write you a note, which you must take to Mr. John Tattsall. "Just read that paper, while I write the prescription, Doctor Cassock." "Messrs Gold, Silver, and Company, Bankers, Lombard-street. Pay the bearer £100 on account of, "Your's, faithfully, £100. GEOFFERY GAMBADO" "DEAR JOHN,--Give my old friend, Doctor Cassock, just such a nag as the first I had of you for £50, and I will pay you for it,--for its keep, and for its stable room,--groom and all,--so that the Doctor may always find it saddled and bridled, and have nothing to pay; but set all down to the account of, "Your's at command, GEOFFERY GAMBADO." "Mr. John Tattsall." A tear rose to the eye of Doctor Cassock, as his friend handed to him both the notes; and he felt that species of choaking sensation, which a good man feels at the unexpected generosity of a real friend. "Oh, Gambado! what advice can I ever have given to you, worthy such generosity as this?" "My dear old friend, I will tell you at once that I only follow out the text upon which you preached yesterday: "'Whatsoever ye would that men should do unto you, even so do unto them: for this is the law, and the prophets.' I have only done as I would be done by." The Doctor could only say, "God bless you." He was soon after enabled to repay the Doctor; for a distant relation left him an independence, a few weeks after; and he became the merriest, if not the wisest, old gentleman of his day. He could not, even then, leave off the faculty of invention; for he became the noted inventor of a noble puzzle, for Tumble-down horses. He was actually induced to take out a patent for it. He never found any body but himself to use it. He did use it, though in his case it never was wanted, for his horse never tumbled down with him; and he put everyone who saw him riding with it, in such a merry mood, that it was difficult to say which laughed the heartiest, the Doctor himself, or those who beheld him.