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exercised patience against her return home; but, Sir,
when this scoundrel told me that you was put in the
moon for stealing sticks on a Sunday, and that for you
to make a preachment of morality, was for all the
world like a Botany Bay convict coming home to
England and opening a public lecture on honesty~
It was not a moonlight night, or you would have seen
the knock down blow I gave him, and there he lay
twisting about his ugly body like an eel in a basket.
You must know, Sir, I expects a reward for this, and
expects you to tell me, whether you likes the wolun-
teers, because as how I entered into the rifling corpse
at the request of my wife, who likes the green milan-
tary humanform mortally; but she says that i'se a
dunce, for being drilled a month, and am not yet re-
turned defective.
Yours, as you please me,

A SHARP SHUTTER.”

Y.

Jemmy Sensitire's communication is before the Man in the Moon, and will

be duly considered. An Essay on Epistolary Writing will shortly appear, with specimens for the

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MR. MAN IN THE MOON,
“I WAS occupied half an hour last night in perus-
ing by the fire side of my chamber your last Number,
wherein

you define the utility of the motto, Cui bono, in
the circumstances of common life; and as you are one
of the innumerable race of authors, moralists, or essay-
ists, whose theories are all admirable, and who delight to
torment your readers with precepts insupportable, and
incongruous with the infirmity of human nature, I
shall trouble you with a few genuine observations.
According to your sage reasoning, it is just as easy
to regulate our conduct in life as it is to set a stop
watch, or to wind up an eight-day clock, I shall not
be so unhandsome, at present, as to make any re-
flections on the possibility of personal inconsistencies,
even in the sage monitor of the moon himself. It
will be enough for me if I can prove to you the abso-
lute imperfections of human nature, and that no au-
thor has yet discovered the true patent snafflle, bit, or
bridle, by which men can rein effectually their unruly
passions and appetites. Now, Sir, experimental phi-
losophy appears to me to be the most certain of

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this anima or gold of the understanding, I will give
you a sketch of my own outset in life. I was educated
under the care of a private tutor, from whom I received
not only classic instruction, but many moral inculca-
tions, seldom attended to in public colleges. In short,
my sentiments were as perfect a chain of correct and
properly combined ideas as could be well imagined, and
modesty ruled over me so absolutely that I blushed at
every thing; and I could not have spoken first to a

you had given me a guinea to do it; and
as for giving her a salute I would sooner have suffered
transportation. Upon so moral a ground, it might be
imagined a perfect superstructure would have been
raised, and indeed so it might, if the materials of the
building had been better understood. But to con-
tinue, about the age of twenty I began, at the request
of my parents, who were rich, to consider something
of the character it would become me to establish in
the world. I had not any of the material drawbacks
upon the inclinations, many experience, such as the
want of a liberal education, of fortune, of health, or of
figure. It was now that, among other reading, I pe-
rused Richardson's Sir Charles Grandison, and that I
felt the ardour of making that imaginary gentleman
my prototype. I had, in short, determined to be rea-
sonable in all my actions, to abstain from the follies
incident to other men, never to drink, never to game,
never to visit bad women, never to get in debt, never
to borrow money. This desire of the immaculate
came on chiefly when I was alone, and then I
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with the wondering spectators of the assembly, admiring my elegance and refinement. No awkward constraint, no mistrust of myself, not an hasty expression, nor a look of impatience, were to be observed; I was perfectly at ease, assured, tranquil, and consistent in the assembly, where. I had never been. At last, however, the time arrived when my lady mother, for my father was a country gentleman, saw company.

I was of age, and was to put the lessons of my tutor, Sir Charles Grandison, and my dancing-master, into practice. The company were select and brilliant, and I entered the drawing-room with an assurance of success. Judge my astonishment, however, when I tell you that I passed unnoticed in the crowd, except what attention I received from some old women who had surrounded mamma. Still, however, I preserved my ease, until a little ugly foolish looking girl set up a horse laugh as I passed by, whispering at the same time a whole circle of creatures like herself, I wonder how Sir Charles Grandison would have stood this! I confess that it gave me a little physical confusion, but I surmounted the danger by running away, and when I got into a corner was perfectly Sir Charles Grandison again. But my mortification was soon after renewed, for I began to find, even when I forced myself forward, that nobody gave to my morality nor to my manners the character of my original Sir Charles; nobody said, How like Sir Charles Grandison! However, I had sense enough to believe, that when a little more used to company I should soon get rid of those unpleasant

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gaucheries which perplex and torment the novice on
the town, and that my morals were at any rate safe
from attacks like those I had just suffered. Among
the rest of the company I observed a gentleman who
really did seem the subject of admiration in the circle.
His manners were perfectly formed, he conversed with
ease and elegance, wore a constant smile upon his
countenance, was polite and attentive to the women,
and friendly and conversant with the men.
Lord Lustre, and really I was much prepossessed in
the idea of his likeness to Sir Charles Grandison, and
of my likeness to him. Fortunately I did not pass the
whole night unnoticed, for an extremely gay pleasant
young man of fashion, who I had never seen before,
Mr. Saunter, came to my relief, took my arm, walked
up and down the room with me in the most friendly
manner, and engaged me in conversation. I felt as
bold as a lion, and I took an opportunity, among
other things, to express to him my admiration of my
Lord Lustre, who, I observed, was, doubtless, ano-
ther Sir Charles Grandison. At this, Mr. Saunter set
up a loud laugh, Damme, Peregrine, that's a good
thing, however.” “I owe you one for that.” “ So
you know my Lord Lustre?"

Well, come, you
have a good deal of wit, damme.” I could not, at first,
make out what I had said so brilliant, particularly as
I had before quoted some witty sayings of the an-
cients, which I had learnt of my tutor, without the
smallest success. Why you know," cried Saunter,
as if I had been as well acquainted with life as him-

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