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<title>The Spectator 234</title>
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  <number>no. 234</number>
  <date>1711-11-28</date>
  <author>Richard Steele</author>
  <quotation>[Vellem in amicitia erraremus.-Hor.<footnote name="(1)" url="../november_footnotes/footnote234.xml"></footnote>]</quotation>
  <translation>Hor. I Sat. iii. 41.</translation>
  <translation>I wish this error in your friendship reign'd.---Creech.</translation>
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<paragraph>YOU very often hear People, after a Story has
been told with some entertaining Circumstances, tell it over again
with Particulars that destroy the Jest, but give Light into the
Truth of the Narration. This sort of Veracity, though it is
impertinent, has something amiable in it, because it proceeds from
the Love of Truth, even in frivolous Occasions. If such honest
Amendments do not promise an agreeable Companion, they do a sincere
Friend; for which Reason one should allow them so much of our Time,
if we fall into their Company, as to set us right in Matters that
can do us no manner of Harm, whether the Facts be one Way or the
other. Lies which are told out of Arrogance and Ostentation a Man
should detect in his own Defence, because he should not be
triumphed over; Lies which are told out of Malice he should expose,
both for his own sake and that of the rest of Mankind, because
every Man should rise against a common Enemy: But the officious
Liar many have argued is to be excused, because it does some Man
good, and no Man hurt. The Man who made more than ordinary speed
from a Fight in which the <italic>Athenians</italic> were beaten, and told them they
had obtained a complete Victory, and put the whole City into the
utmost Joy and Exultation, was check'd by the Magistrates for his
Falshood; but excused himself by saying, O <italic>Athenians!</italic> I am I your
Enemy because I gave you two happy Days? This Fellow did to a whole
People what an Acquaintance of mine does every Day he lives in some
eminent Degree to particular Persons. He is ever lying People into
good Humour, and, as <italic>Plato</italic> said, it was allowable in Physicians to
lie to their Patients to keep up their Spirits, I am half doubtful
whether my Friend's Behaviour is not as excusable. His Manner is
too express himself surprised at the Chearful Countenance of a Man
whom he observes diffident of himself; and generally by that means
makes his Lie a Truth. He will, as if he did not know any [thing<footnote name="(2)" url="../november_footnotes/footnote234.xml"></footnote>]
of the Circumstance, ask one whom he knows at Variance with
another, what is the meaning that Mr. such a one, naming his
Adversary, does not applaud him with that Heartiness which formerly
he has heard him? He said indeed, (continues he) I would rather
have that Man for my Friend than any Man in <italic>England;</italic> but for an
Enemy---This melts the Person he talks to, who expected nothing but
downright Raillery from that Side. According as he sees his
Practices succeeded, he goes to the opposite Party, and tells him,
he cannot imagine how it happens that some People know one another
so little; you spoke with so much Coldness of a Gentleman who said
more Good of you, than let me tell you, any Man living deserves.
The Success of one of these Incidents was, that the next time that
one of the Adversaries spied the other, he hems after him in the
publick Street, and they must crack a Bottle at the next Tavern,
that used to turn out of the other's Way to avoid one another's
Eyeshot. He will tell one Beauty she was commended by another, nay,
he will say she gave the Woman he speaks to the Preference in a
Particular for which she her self is admired. The pleasantest
Confusion imaginable is made through the whole Town by my Friend's
indirect Offices; you shall have a Visit returned after half a
Year's Absence, and mutual Railing at each other every Day of that
Time. They meet with a thousand Lamentations for so long a
Separation, each Party naming herself for the greater Delinquent,
if the other can possibly be so good as to forgive her, which she
has no Reason in the World, but from the Knowledge of. her
Goodness, to I hope for. Very often a whole Tram of Railers of each
Side tire their Horses in setting Matters right which they have
said during the War between the Parties; and a whole Circle of
Acquaintance are put into a thousand pleasing Passions and
sentiments, instead of the Pangs of Anger, Envy, Detraction, and
Malice.</paragraph>
<paragraph>The worst Evil I ever observed this Man's Falsehood
occasion, has been that he turned Detraction into Flattery. He is
well skilled in the Manners of the World, and by over-looking what
Men really are, he grounds his Artifices upon what they have a Mind
to be. Upon this Foundation, if two distant Friends are brought
together, and the Cement seems to be weak, he never rests till he
finds new Appearances to take off all Remains of Ill-will, and that
by new Misunderstandings they are thoroughly reconciled.</paragraph>
<paragraph><italic>To the</italic> SPECTATOR.</paragraph>
<paragraph><italic>SIR,</italic>   <italic>Devonshire, Nov.</italic> 14, 1711.</paragraph>
<paragraph>There arrived in this
Neighbourhood two Days ago one of your gay Gentlemen of the Town,
who being attended at his Entry with a Servant of his own, besides
a Countryman he had taken up for a Guide, excited the Curiosity of
the Village to learn whence and what he might be. The Countryman
(to whom they applied as most easy of Access) knew little more than
that the Gentleman came from London to travel and see Fashions, and
was, as he heard say, a Free-thinker: What Religion that might be,
he could not tell; and for his own Part, if they had not told him
the Man was a Free-thinker, he should have guessed, by his way of
talking, he was little better than a Heathen; excepting only that
he had been a good Gentleman to him, and made him drunk twice in
one Day, over and above what they had bargained for.</paragraph>
<paragraph>I do not look upon the Simplicity of this, and several odd Inquiries with which I
shall not trouble you to be wondered at, much less call I think
that our Youths of fine Wit, and enlarged Understandings, have any
Reason to laugh, There is no Necessity that every Squire in <italic>Great
Britain</italic> should know what the Word Free-thinker stands for; but it
were much to be wished, that they who value themselves upon that
conceited title were little better instructed in what it ought to
stand for; and that they would not perswade themselves a Man is
really and truly a Free-thinker in any tolerable Sense, meerly by
virtue of his being an Atheist, or an Infidel of any other
Distinction. It may be doubted, with good Reason whether there ever
was in Nature a more abject, slavish, and bigotted Generation than
the Tribe of <italic>Beaux Esprits</italic> at present so prevailing in this Island.
Their Pretension to be Free-thinkers, is no other than Rakes have
to be Free-livers, and Savages to be Free-men, that is, they can
think whatever they have a Mind to, and give themselves up to
whatever Conceit the Extravagancy of their Inclination, or their
Fancy, shall suggest; they can think as wildly as they talk and
act, and will not endure that their Wit should be controuled by
such formal Things as Decency and common Sense: Deduction,
Coherence, Consistency, and all the Rules of Reason they
accordingly disdain as too precise and mechanical for Men of a
liberal Education.</paragraph>
<paragraph>This, as far as I could ever learn from their
Writings, or my own Observation, is a true Account of the <italic>British</italic>
Free-thinker. Our Visitant here, who gave occasion to this Paper,
has brought with him a new System of common Sense, the Particulars
of which I am not yet acquainted with, but will lose no Opportunity
of informing my self whether it contain any [thing<footnote name="(3)" url="../november_footnotes/footnote234.xml"></footnote>] worth Mr.
SPECTATOR'S Notice, In the mean time, Sir, I cannot but think it
would be for the good of Mankind, if you would take this Subject
into your own Consideration, and convince the hopeful Youth of our
Nation, that Licentiousness is not a Freedom; or, if such a Paradox
will not be understood, that a Prejudice towards Atheism is not
Impartiality.</paragraph>
<paragraph><italic>I am, SIR, Your most humble Servant.</italic></paragraph>
<paragraph>PHILONOUS.</paragraph>

<paragraph>1. [Splendide mendax.-Hor.]</paragraph>
<paragraph>2. [think]</paragraph>
<paragraph>3. [think]</paragraph>
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