came into the Business of the World, he has been arrested twice or thrice a Year for Debts he had nothing to do with, but as Surety for others; and I remember when a Friend of his had fuffered in the Vice of the Town, all the Phyfick his Friend took was conveyed to him by Jack, and infcribed, A Bolus or an Electuary for Mr. Truepenny.' Jack had a good Eftate left him, which came to nothing; because he believed all who pretended to Demands upon it. This Eafinefs and Credulity deftroy all the other Merit he has; and he has all his Life been a Sacrifice to others, without ever receiving Thanks, or doing one good Action.

I will end this Difcourfe with a Speech which I heard Jack make to one of his Creditors, (of whom he deferved gentler Ufage) after lying a whole Night in Cuftody at his Suit.

SIR,

7OUR Ingratitude for the many Kindneffes I have done you, fhall not make me unthankful for the • Good you have done me, in letting me fee there is fuch a Man as you in the World. I am obliged to you for the Diffidence I fhall have all the reft of my Life: I shall hereafter truft no Man fo far as to be in his Debt.

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No 83.

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Tuesday, June 5.

Animum pictura pafcit inani.

Virg.

HEN the Weather hinders me from taking my Diverfions without Doors, I frequently make a little Party with two or three felect Friends, to vifit any thing curious that may be feen under Covert. My principal Entertainments of this Nature are Pictures, infomuch that when I have found the Weather fet in to be very bad, I have taken a whole Day's Journey to fee a Gallery that is furnished by the Hands of great Mafters. By this means, when the Heavens are filled with

Clouds,

Clouds, when the Earth fwims in Rain, and all Nature wears a low'ring Countenance, I withdraw my felf from thefe uncomfortable Scenes into the vifionary Worlds of Art; where I meet with fhining Landskips, gilded Triumphs, beautiful Faces, and all thofe other Objects that fill the Mind with gay Ideas, and difperfe that Gloominefs which is apt to hang upon it in thofe dark difcon folate Seafons.

I was fome Weeks ago in a Course of these Diver. fions; which had taken fuch an entire Poffeffion of my Imagination, that they formed in it a fhort Morning's Dream, which I fhall communicate to my Reader, rather as the first Sketch and Outlines of a Vifion, than as a finifhed Piece.

I dreamt that I was admitted into a long fpacious Gallery, which had one fide covered with Pieces of all the famous Painters who are now living, and the other with the Works of the greatest Mafters that are dead.

ON the Side of the Living, I faw feveral Perfons bufie in Drawing, Colouring, and Defigning; on the Side of the Dead Painters, I could not difcover more than one Perfon at Work, who was exceeding flow in his Motions, and wonderfully nice in his Touches.

I was refolved to examine the feveral Artifts that stood before me, and accordingly applied my Self to the Side of the Living. The first I obferved at Work in this Part of the Gallery was VANITY, with his Hair tied behind him in a Ribbon, and dreffed like a Frenchman. All the Faces he drew were very remarkable for their Smiles, and a certain fmirking Air which he beftowed indifferently on every Age and Degree of either Sex. The Toujours Gai appeared even in his Judges, Bifhops, and Privy-Counsellors: In a Word, all his Men were Petits Maitres, and all his Women Coquets. The Drapery of his Figures was extremely well-fuited to his Faces, and was made up of all the glaring Colours that could be mixt together; every Part of the Drefs was in a Flutter, and endeavoured to diftinguith it felf above the rest.

ON the left Hand of VANITY ftood a laborious Workman, who I found was his humble Admirer, and

copied after him. He was dreffed like a German, and had a very hard Name that founded fomething like S TU

PIDITY.

THE third Artift that I looked over was FANTASQUE, dreffed like a Venetian Scaramouch. He had an excellent Hand at Chimera, and dealt very much in Diftortions and Grimaces. He would fometimes affright himself with the Phantoms that flowed from his Pencil. In short, the most elaborate of his Pieces was at best but a terrifying Dream; and one could fay nothing more of his finest Figures, than that they were agreeable Monfters.

THE fourth Perfon I examined, was very remarka ble for his hafty Hand, which left his Pictures fo un finifhed, that the Beauty in the Picture (which was defigned to continue as a Monument of it to Pofterity) faded fooner than in the Perfon after whom it was drawn. He made fo much Hafte to dispatch his Business, that he neither gave himfelf time to clean his Pencils, nor mix his Cofours. The Name of this expeditious Workman was AVARICE.

NOT far from this Artift I faw another of a quite different Nature, who was dreffed in the Habit of a Dutchman, and known by the Name of INDUSTRY. His Figures were wonderfully laboured: If he drew the Portraiture of a Man, he did not omit a fingle Hair in his Face; if the Figure of a Ship, there was not a Rope among the Tackle that escaped him. He had likewife hung a great Part of the Wall with Night-Pieces, that feemed to fhew themfelves by the Candles which were lighted up in feveral Parts of them; and were fo inflamed by the Sun-fhine which accidentally fell upon them, that at first Sight I could scarce forbear crying Out, Fire.

THE five foregoing Artists were the most confiderable on this Side the Gallery; there were indeed feveral others whom I had not Time to look into. One of them, however, I could not forbear obferving, who was very bufy in retouching the finest Pieces, though he produced no Originals of his own. His Pencil aggravated every Feature that was before over-charged, loaded every Defect, and poifoned every Colour it touched. Though

this Workman did fo much Mischief on the Side of the Living, he never turned his Eye towards that of the Dead. His Name was ENVY.

HAVING taken a curfory View of one Side of the Gallery, I turned my felf to that which was filled by the Works of thofe great Mafters that were dead; when immediately I fancied my felf ftanding before a Multitude of Spectators, and thousands of Eyes looking upon me at once; for all before me appeared fo like Men and Women, that I almost forgot they were Pictures. Raphael's Figures ftood in one Row, Titian's in another, Guido Rheni's in a third. One Part of the Wall was peopled by Hannibal Carrache, another by Correggio, and another by Rubens. To be fhort, there was not a great Mafter among the Dead who had not contributed to the Embellishment of this Side of the Gallery. The Perfons that owed their Being to these feveral Mafters, appeared all of them to be real and alive, and differed among one another only in the Variety of their Shapes, Complexions, and Cloaths; fo that they looked like different Nations of the fame Species.

OBSERVING an old Man (who was the fame Perfon I before mentioned, as the only Artift that was at work on this Side of the Gallery) creeping up and down from one Picture to another, and retouching all the fine Pieces that stood before me, I could not but be very attentive to all his Motions. I found his Pencil was fo very light, that it worked imperceptibly, and after a thoufand Touches, fcarce produced any visible Effect in the Picture on which he was employed. However, as he bufied himself inceffantly, and repeated Touch after Touch without Reft or Intermiffion, he wore off infenfibly every little difagreeable Glofs that hung upon a Figure. He alfo added fuch a beautiful Brown to the Shades, and Mellowness to the Colours, that he made every Picture appear more perfect than when it came fresh from the Master's Pencil. I could not forbear looking upon the Face of this ancient Workman, and immediately, by the long Lock of Hair upon his Forehead, difcovered him to be TIME.

WHETHER it were becaufe the Thread of my Dream was at an End I cannot tell, but upon my taking a Survey of this imaginary old Man, my Sleep left me.

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Wednesday

N° 84.

Wednesday, June 6.

Quis talia fando

Myrmidonum Dolopumve aut duri miles Ulyffei
Temperet a Lachrymis.

Virg.

OOKING over the old Manufcript wherein the private Actions of Pharamond are fet down by way of Table-Book, I found many Things which gave me great Delight; and as human Life turns upon the fame Principles and Paffions in all Ages, I thought it very proper to take Minutes of what paffed in that Age, for the Instruction of this. The Antiquary who lent me thefe Papers, gave me a Character of Eucrate, the Favourite of Pharamond, extracted from an Author who liv'd in that Court. The Account he gives both of the Prince and this his faithful Friend, will not be improper to infert here, because I may have Occafion to mention many of their Conversations, into which thefe Memorials of them may give Light.

"PHARAMOND, when he had a Mind to retire ⚫ for an Hour or two from the Hurry of Bufinefs and Fatigue of Ceremony, made a Signal to Eucrate, by put⚫ting his Hand to his Face, placing his Arm negligently on a Window, or fome fuch Action as appeared indif ⚫ferent to all the reft of the Company. Upon fuch No⚫tice, unobferved by others, (for their entire Intimacy was always a Secret) Eucrate repaired to his own Apartment to receive the King. There was a fecret Accefs to this Part of the Court, at which Eucrate used to ad• mit many whofe mean Appearance in the Eyes of the ordinary Waiters and Door-keepers made them be repulfed from other Parts of the Palace. Such as thefe were let in here by Order of Eucrate, and had Audi⚫ences of Pharamond. This Entrance Pharamond called • The Gate of the Unhappy, and the Tears of the Afflicted • who came before him, he would fay were Bribes re

⚫ceived