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<title>The Spectator 268</title>
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  <number>no. 268</number>
  <date>1712-01-07</date>
  <author>Richard Steele</author>
  <quotation>-------Minus aptus acutis Naribus Horum Hominum-------Hor.</quotation>
  <translation>Hor. I Sat. iii. 29-30.</translation>
  <translation>---------------------- unfit</translation>
  <translation>For lively sallies of corporeal wit. --- Creech.</translation>
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<paragraph>IT is not that I think I
have been more witty than I ought of late, that at present I wholly
forbear any Attempt towards it: I am of Opinion that I ought
sometimes to lay before the World the plain Letters of my
Correspondents in the artless Dress in which they hastily send
them, that the Reader may see I am not Accuser and Judge my self,
but that the Indictment is properly and fairly laid, before I
proceed against the Criminal.</paragraph>
<paragraph><italic>Mr.</italic> SPECTATOR,<footnote name="(1)" url="../january_footnotes/footnote268.xml"></footnote></paragraph>
<paragraph>As you are <italic>Spectator-General,</italic> I apply myself to you in the following Case;
viz. I do not wear a Sword, but I often divert my self at the
Theatre, where I frequently see a Set of Fellows pull plain People,
by way of Humour [and<footnote name="(2)" url="../january_footnotes/footnote268.xml"></footnote>]
Frolick, by the Nose, upon frivolous or
no Occasions. A Friend of mine the other Night applauding what a
graceful Exit Mr. <italic>Wilks</italic> made, one of these Nose-wringers
overhearing him, pinched him by the nose. I was in the Pit the
other Night, (when it was very much crowded) a Gentleman leaning
upon me, and very heavily, I very civilly requested him to remove
his Hand; for which he pulled me by the Nose. I would not resent it
in so publick a Place, because I was unwilling to create a
Disturbance; but have since reflected upon it as a thing that is
unmanly and disingenuous, renders the Nose-puller odious, and makes
the Person pulled by the Nose look little and contemptible. This
Grievance I humbly request you would endeavour to redress.</paragraph>
<paragraph><italic>I am your Admirer,</italic> &#38;c.</paragraph>
<paragraph>James Easy.</paragraph>
<paragraph><italic>Mr.</italic> SPECTATOR,</paragraph>
<paragraph>Your Discourse of the 29th of <italic>December</italic> on Love and Marriage is of so useful a Kind,
that I cannot forbear adding my Thoughts to yours on that Subject.
Methinks it is a Misfortune, that the Marriage State, which in its
own Nature is adapted to give us the compleatest Happiness this
Life is capable of, should be so uncomfortable a one to so many as
it daily proves. But the Mischief generally proceeds from the
unwise Choice People make for themselves, and Expectation of
Happiness from Things not capable of giving it. Nothing but the
good Qualities of the Person beloved can be a Foundation for a Love
of Judgment and Discretion; and whoever expects Happiness from any
Thing but Virtue, Wisdom, Good-humour, and a Similitude of Manners,
will find themselves widely mistaken. But how few are there who
seek after these things, and do not rather make Riches their chief
if not their only Aim? How rare is it for a Man, when he engages
himself in the Thoughts of Marriage, to place his Hopes of having
in such a Woman a constant, agreeable Companion? One who will
divide his Cares and double his Joys? Who will manage that Share of
his Estate he intrusts to her Conduct with Prudence and Frugality,
govern his House with Oeconomy and Discretion, and be an Ornament
to himself and Family? Where shall we find the Man who looks out
for one who places her chief Happiness in the Practice of Virtue,
and makes her Duty her continual Pleasure? No: Men rather seek for
Money as the Complement of all their Desires; and regardless of
what kind of Wives they take, they think Riches will be a Minister
to all kind of Pleasures, and enable them to keep Mistresses,
Horses, Hounds, to drink, feast, and game with their Companions,
pay their Debts contracted by former Extravagancies, or some such
vile and unworthy End; and indulge themselves in Pleasures which
are a Shame and Scandal to humane Nature. Now as for the Women j
how few of them are there who place the Happiness of their Marriage
in the having a wise and virtuous Friend? one who will be faithful
and just to all, and constant and loving to them ? who with Care
and Diligence will look after and improve the Estate, and without
grudging allow whatever is prudent and convenient? Rather, how few
are there who do not place their Happiness in outshining others in
Pomp and Show? and that do not think within themselves when they
have married such a rich Person, that none of their Acquaintance
shall appear so fine in their Equipage, so adorned in their
Persons, or so magnificent in their Furniture as themselves? Thus
their Heads are filled with vain Ideas; and I heartily wish I could
say that Equipage and Show were not the Chief Good of so many Women
as fear it is.</paragraph>
<paragraph>After this Manner do both Sexes deceive themselves,
and bring Reflections and Disgrace upon the most happy and most
honourable State of Life; whereas if they would but correct their
depraved Taste, moderate their Ambition, and place their Happiness
upon proper Objects, we should not find Felicity in the Marriage
State such a Wonder in the World as it now is.</paragraph>
<paragraph>Sir, if you think
these Thoughts worth inserting [among<footnote name="(3)" url="../january_footnotes/footnote268.xml"></footnote>]
your own, be pleased to
give them a better Dress, and let them pass abroad; and you will
oblige</paragraph>
<paragraph><italic>Your Admirer,</italic></paragraph>
<paragraph>A. B.</paragraph>
<paragraph><italic>Mr.</italic> SPECTATOR,</paragraph>
<paragraph>As I was this Day walking
in the Street, there happened to pass by on the other Side of the
Way a Beauty, whose charms were so attracting that it drew my Eyes
wholly on that Side, insomuch that I neglected my own Way, and
chanced to run my Nose directly against a Post; which the Lady no
sooner perceived, but fell out into a Fit of Laughter, though at
the same time she was sensible that her self was the Cause of my
Misfortune, which in my Opinion was the greater Aggravation of her
Crime. I being busy wiping off the Blood which trickled down my
Face, had not Time to acquaint her with her Barbarity, as also with
my Resolution, <italic>viz.</italic> never to look out of my Way for one of her Sex
more: Therefore, that your humble Servant may be revenged, he
desires you to insert this in one of your next Papers, which he
hopes will be a Warning to all the rest of the Women Gazers, as
well as to poor</paragraph>
<paragraph><italic>Anthony Gape.</italic></paragraph>
<paragraph><italic>Mr.</italic> SPECTATOR,</paragraph>
<paragraph>I desire to know in
your next, if the merry Game of <italic>The Parson has lost his Cloak,</italic> is
not mightily in Vogue amongst the fine Ladies this <italic>Christmas;</italic>
because I see they wear Hoods of all Colours, which I suppose is
for that Purpose: If it is, and you think it proper, I will carry
some of those Hoods with me to our Ladies in <italic>Yorkshire;</italic> because
they enjoyned me to bring them something from <italic>London</italic> that was very
New. If you can tell any Thing in which I can obey their Commands
more agreeably, be pleased to inform me, and you will extremely
oblige</paragraph>
<paragraph><italic>Your humble Servant.</italic></paragraph>
<paragraph><italic>Mr.</italic> SPECTATOR,            <italic>Oxford, Dec.</italic> 29.</paragraph>
<paragraph>Since you appear inclined to be a Friend to the Distressed, I beg you
would assist me in an Affair under which I have suffered very much.
The reigning Toast of this Place is <italic>Patetia;</italic> I have pursued her
with the utmost Diligence this Twelve-month, and find nothing
stands in my Way but one who flatters her more than I can, Pride is
her Favourite Passion; therefore if you would be so far my Friend
as to make a favourable Mention of her in one of your Papers, I
believe I should not fail in my Addresses. The Scholars stand in
Rows, as they did to be sure in your Time at her Pew-door: and she
has all the Devotion paid to her by a Crowd of Youth[s] who are
unacquainted with the Sex, and have Inexperience added to their
Passion: However, if it succeeds according to my Vows, you will
make me the happiest Man in the World, and the most obliged amongst
all.</paragraph>
<paragraph><italic>Your humble Servants.</italic></paragraph>
<paragraph><italic>Mr.</italic> SPECTATOR,</paragraph>
<paragraph>I came [to<footnote name="(4)" url="../january_footnotes/footnote268.xml"></footnote>] my
Mistress's Toilet this Morning, for I am admitted when her Face is
stark naked: She frowned, and cryed Pish when I said a thing that I
stole; and I will be judged by you whether it was not very pretty.
Madam, said I, you [shall<footnote name="(5)" url="../january_footnotes/footnote268.xml"></footnote>]
forbear that Part of your Dress; it
may be well in others, but you cannot place a Patch where it does
not hide a Beauty.</paragraph>
<paragraph>T.</paragraph>

<paragraph>1. This Letter was written by Mr. James
Heywood, many years wholesale linen-draper on Fish-street Hill, who
died in 1776, at the age of go. His 'Letters and Poems' were
(including this letter at p. 100) in a second edition, in 12mo, in
1726.</paragraph>
<paragraph>2. [or]</paragraph>
<paragraph>3. [amongst]</paragraph>
<paragraph>4. [at]</paragraph>
<paragraph>5. [should]</paragraph>
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