| Description | Satire on the fashionable language of London commercial correspondence, in the form of a letter from one Jonathan Jogtrot, an Aberdonian in London, to an unnamed correspondent, quoting a letter from his friend Nicholas Newfangle of Old Jewry which Jogtrot cannot understand.
Addressed to the Printer of the Northern Gazette. With a note on the back (not in Beattie's hand): 'Squib upon new Modes of expression & new words'
Another version MS 30/21/2 |