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have naturally an aversion to much speaking, and do not love to be a messenger of ill news, especially when it comes too late to be useful, I left him to be convinced of his mistake in due time, and continued my walk, reflecting on those little absences and distractions in mankind, and resolving to make them the subject of a future speculation.

I was the more confirmed in my design, when I considered that they were very often blemishes in the characters of men of excellent sense; and helped to keep up the reputation of that Latin proverb, which Mr. Dryden has translated in the following lines:

• Great wit to madness sure is near ally'd,
• And thin partitions do their bounds divide.'

My reader does, I hope, perceive that I distinguish a man who is absent, because he thinks of something else, from one who is absent, because he thinks of nothing at all: the latter is too innocent a creature to be taken notice of; but the distractions of the former may, I believe, be generally accounted for from one of these reasons.

Either their minds are wholly fixed on some particular science, which is often the case of mathematicians and other learned men; or are wholly taken up with some violent passion, such as anger, fear, or love, which ties the mind to some distant object; or, lastly, these distractions proceed from a certain vivacity and fickleness in a man's temper, which while it raises up infinite numbers of ideas in the mind, is continually pushing it on, without allowing it to rest on any particular image. Nothing therefore is more unnatural than the thoughts and conceptions of such a man, which are seldom occasioned either by the company he is in, or any of those objects which are placed before him. While you fancy he is admiring a beautiful woman, it is an even wager that he is solving a propos sition in Euclid; and while you may imagine he is reading the Paris Gazette, it is far from being impossible, that he is pulling down and rebuilding the front of his country-house.

At the same time that I am endeavouring to expose this weakness in others, I shall readily confess that I once laboured under the same infirmity myself. The method I took to conquer it was a firm resolution to learn something from whatever I was obliged to see or hear. There is a way of thinking, if a man can attain to it, by which he may strike somewhat out of any thing. I can at present observe those starts of good sense and struggles of unimproved reason in the conversation of a clown, with as much satisfaction as the most shining periods of the most finished orator; and can make a shift to command my attention at a Puppet-shew or an opera, as well as at Hamlet or 0thello. I always make one of the company I am in ; for though I say little myself, my attention to others, and those nods of approbation which I never bestow unmerited, sufficiently shew that I am among them. Whereas Will Honeycomb, though a fellow of good sense, is every day doing and saying an hundred things which he afterwards confesses, with a wellbred frankness were somewhat mal a propos, and undesigned.

I chanced the other day to go into a coffee-house, where Will was standing in the midst of several auditors whom he had gathered round him, and was giving them an account of the person and character of Moll Hinton. My appearance before him just put him in mind of me, without making him reflect that I was actually present. So that kecping his eyes full upon me, to the great surprize of his audience, he broke off his first harangue, and proceeded thus:-" Why now " there's my friend,” mentioning me by name,

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it is a fellow that thinks a great deal, but never opens “ his mouth; I warrant you he is now thrusting his “ short face into some coffee-house about 'Change. I

was his bail in the time of the Popish plot, when he was taken

up for a jesuit.” If he had looked on me a little longer, he had certainly described me so particularly, without ever considering what led him into it, that the whole company must necessarily have found me out; for which reason, l'emembering the old proverb, Out of sight out of mind,' I left the room; and, upon meeting him an hour afterwards, was asked by him, with a great deal of good humour, in what part of the world I had lived, that he had not seen me these three days.

Monsieur Bruyere has given us the character of an absent Man, with a great deal of humour, which he has pushed to an agreeable extravagance; with the heads of it I shall conclude my present paper.

• Menalcas,' says that excellent author, down in a morning, opens his door to go out, but

shuts it again, because he perceives that he has his ' night-cap on; and examining himself further, finds " that he is but half shaved, that he has stuck his • sword on his right side, that his stockings are about

his heels, and that his shirt is over his breeches. When he is dressed he goes to court, comes into the

drawing-room, and walking bolt-upright under a • branch of candlesticks his wig is caught up by one • of them, and hangs dangling in the air. All the cours tiers fall a laughing, but Menalcas laughs louder

than any of them, and looks about for the person " that is the jest of the company. Coming down to the 6. court-gate, he finds a coach, which taking for his • own, he whips into it; and the coachman drives off,

not doubting but he carries his master. As soon as «he stops, Menalcas throws himself out of the coach,

crosses the court, ascends the stair-case, and runs

comes

through all the chambers with the greatest familia'rity, reposes himself on a couch, aud fancies him

self at home. The master of the house at last comes (in, Menalcas rises to receive him, and desires him 'to sit down; he talks, muses, and then talks again. · The gentleman of the house is tired and amazed; • Menalcas is no less so, but is every moment in hopes ' his impertinent guest will at last end his tedious • visit. Night comes on, when Menalcas is hardly undeceived.

• When he is playing at backgammon, he calls for "a full glass of wine and water: it is his turn to throw, (he has the box in one hand, and his glass in the o• ther, and being extremely dry, and unwilling to lose • time, he swallows down both the dice, and at the

same time, throws his wine into the tables. He • writes a letter, and flings the sand into the ink bot• tle; he writes a second, and mistakes the super

scription: a nobleman receives one of them, and upon opening it reads as follows: “ I would have you, honest Jack, immediately upon the receipt of

this, take in hay enough to serve me the winter." • His farmer receive the other, and is amazed to see (in it, “ My Lord, I received your Grace's commands (with an entire submission tom" If he is at an en• tertainment, you may see the pieces of bread con.

tinually multiplying round his plate: it is true the • rest of the company want it, as well as their knives

and forks, which Menalcas does not let them keep • long. Sometimes in a morning he puts his whole

family in an hurry, and at last goes out without be.,

ing able to stay for his coach or dinner, and for that • day you may see him in every part of the town, ex

cept the very place where he had appointed to be

upon a business of importance. You would often • take him for every thing that he is not; for a fellow • quite stupid, for he hears nothing; for a fool, for he

talks to himself, and has a hundred grimaces and (motions with his head, which are altogether invo• luntary; for a proud man, for he looks full upon

you, and takes no notice of your saluting him; • the truth of it is, his eyes are open, but he makes

no use of them, and neither sees you, nor any man,

nor any thing else : he came once from his country• house, and his own footmen undertook to rob him, • and succeeded: They held a flambeau to his throat, 6 and bid him deliver his purse; he did so, and coming • home, told his friends he had been robbed: they de6 sired to know the particulars; ' Ask my servantsi

says Menalcas, for they were with me.” X.

No. LXXVIII. WEDNESDAY, MAY 30.

Cum talis sis, utinam noster esses !

Cou'd we but call so great a genius ours !

THE following letters are so pleasant, that I doubt not but the reader will be as much diverted with them as I was. I have nothing to do in this day's entertainment, but taking the sentence from the end of the Cambridge letter, and placing it at the front of my páper: to shew the author I wish him my companion with as much earnestness as he invites me to be his.

6 SIR,

• I SEND you the enclosed, to be inserted, if you 6 think them worthy of it, in your Spectators; in which so surprizing a genius appears, that it is no wonder

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