undergo do not outweigh their enjoyments. The infidelities on the one part between the two sexes, and the caprices on the other, the debasement of reason, the pangs of expectation, the disappointments in possession, the stings of reinorse, the vanities and vexations attending even the most refined delights that make up this bufiness of life, render it so silly and uncomfortable, that no man is thought wise until he hath got over it, or happy, but in proportion as he hath cleared himself from it.

The sum of all is this. Man is made an active being. Whether he walks in the paths of virtue or vice he is sure to meet with many difficul. ties to prove his patience and excite his industry. The same, if not greater labour, is required in the service of vice and folly as of virtue and wisdom; and he hath this easy choice left him, whether, with the strength he is master of, he will purchase happiness or repentance.

*** Advertised, the sales by auction of the Library of THOMAS TYRRILL of the Temple, Esq. and Bibliotheca Seleftiffima, being the collection of Harry Mullings, Efq. and a physician deceased; to be sold Nov. 15, by Thomas Ballard, Bookseller, at “ The Rising Sun” in Little Britain. Spect. in folio. N° 619. Wednesday, Nov. 10, 1714.

N. B. The papers in this eighth volume of the SpecTATOR are not lettered at the ends, or distinguished by Signatures, as in the other volumes; but it seems very probable that AddiSON was the author of this and the preceding paper.

N° 625. Friday, November 26, 1714.


De tenero meditatur ungui. Hor. 3 Od. vi. 23. • Love, from her tender years, her thoughts

o employ'd.'

THE Love-casuist hath referred to me the

| followingl etter of queries, with his answers to each question, for my approbation*. I have accordingly considered the several matters therein contained, and hereby confirm and ratify his answers, and require the gentle querist to conform herself thereunto.

“SIR, u I WAS thirteen the oth of November last,

| and must now begin to think of settling • myself in the world, and so I would humbly « beg your advice, what I must do with Mr. • Fondle, who makes his addresses to me. He

is a very pretty man, and hath the blackest • eyes and whitest teeth you ever saw. Though • he is but a younger brother, he dresses like a • man of quality, and nobody comes into a room • like him. I know he hath refused great offers, 6 and if he cannot marry me he will never have • any body else. But my father hath forbid

* See SPECT. N° 591, No 602, No 605. N° 614, and N° 623.

• him

• him the house, because he sent me a copy of • verses; for he is one of the greatest wits in - town. My eldest sister, who with her good

will would call me Miss as longas I live, 6 must be married before me they say. She o tells them that Mr. Fondle makes a fool of me,

and will spoil the child, as she calls me, like • a confident thing as she is. In short, I am re• solved to marry Mr. Fondle, if it be but to · spite her. But, because I would do nothing • that is imprudent, I beg of you to give me « your answers to some questions I will write

down, and delire you to get them printed in - the SPECTATOR, and I do not doubt but you • will give such advice, as, I am sure, I shall « follow.

When Mr. Fondle looks upon me for half • an hour together, and calls me Angel, is he not in love ?' Answer, No.

• May not I be certain he will be a kind huf• band, that has promised me half my portion

in pin-money, and to keep me a coach and • fix in the bargain?'


• Whether I, who have been acquainted with • him this whole year almost, am not a better * judge of his merit than my father and mother, who never heard him talk but at table?' No.

· Whether I am not old enough to choose 6 for myself ?'


6 Whether

" Whether it would not have been rude in me to refuse a lock of his hair?" No.

• Should not I be a very barbarous creature, • if I did not pity a man who is always fighing

for my fake?' No.

" Whether you would not advise me to run • away with the poor man?'


. Whether you do not think, that if I will o not have him, he will not drown himself?'


• What shall I say to him the next time he • asks me if I will marry him?' No.

The following letter requires neither introduction nor answer.

• Mr. SpecTATOR, "I WONDER that in the present situation • of affairs, you can take pleasure in writing o any thing but news; for in a word, who • minds any thine else? The pleasure of increaf

ing in knowledge, and learning something new every hour of life, is the noblest enter

tainment of a rational creature. I have a very 6 good ear for a secret, and am naturally of a o communicative temper ; by which means I • am capable of doing you great services in this • way. In order to make myself useful, I am


early in the antichamber, where I thrust my • head into the thick of the press, and catch

the news, at the opening of the door, while

it is warm. Sometimes I stand by the beafo eaters, and take the buz as it passes by me. • At other times I lay my ear close to the wall, • and suck in many a valuable whisper, as it runs • in a straight line from corner to corner. When • I am weary with standing, I repair to one of 5 the neighbouring coffee-houses, where I fit • sometimes for a whole day, and have the news 6 as it comes from court fresh and fresh. In • short, fir, I spare no pains to know how the • world goes. A piece of news loses its flavour . when it hath been an hour in the air. I love, • if I may to speak, to have it fresh from the

tree; and to convey it to my friends before it ' is faded. Accordingly my expenses in coach• hire make no small article: which you may • believe when I assure you that I poft away • from coffee-house to coffee-house, and forestall • the Evening-post by two hours. There is a

certain gentleman, who hath given me the • flip twice or thrice, and hath been beforehand ' with me at Child's. But I have played him a trick. I have purchased a pair of the best coach-horses I could buy for money, and now

let him out-strip me if he can. Once more, * Mr. SPECTATOR, let me advise you to deal in 'news. You may depend upon my assistance.

But I must break off abruptly, for I have ' twenty letters to write. • Yours, in haste,

Tho. Quid-nunc.' VOL. VIII. A a

N° 626,

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