The Duke of Wellington once came upon a little boy sitting at the side of the road, crying as if his heart would break. “Come now, that’s no way for a young gentleman to behave. What’s the matter?” he asked. “I have to go away to school tomorrow,” sobbed the child, “and I’m worried about my pet toad. There’s no one else to care for it and I shan’t know how it is.” The Duke reassured him, promising to attend to the matter personally.
After the boy had been at school for little more than a week, he received the following letter: “Field Marshall the Duke of Wellington presents his compliments to Master —— and has the pleasure to inform him that his toad is well.”