314 SPECTATOR. cation, which others attain to but with the greatest diligence. 'I am, SIR, 'Your most obliged humble servant, 6 SAMUEL SLACK.' CLYTANDER TO CLEONE. 6 MADAM, 'PERMISSION to love you is all that I desire to conquer all the difficulties those about you place in my way, to surmount and acquire all those qualifications you expect in him who pretends to the honour of being, Z. 'MADAM, 'Your most devoted humble servant.' No 317. TUESDAY, MARCH 4, 17 -12. AUGUSTUS, a few minutes before his death, ask his friends who stood about him, if they thought had acted his part well; and upon receiving su an answer as was due to his extraordinary mere to the Let me then,' says he,' go off the stage with yo my ch lause; using the expression with which the R of then actors made their exit at the conclusion of SPECTATUL 317 315 em. Too n's nap. COUK WISH. That mer.. whil WODEL CONSIGer wel: the natur Alemgager .. and what true.i . Those they leave bejam. was wort: coming into the wOT Sabit to a reasonable beme 11. appears gracetc. in this inc. or wil age in the next. Let the sycophant the satinis, or the good companion. use: when his body shall be laid means sou: pass into another state i SIE, DOW MUCH II Will redound to his praise to : ., that no man in England ate at an admirable talent at turning TEST TIQcue, that nobody outdid him at ademuret test, or that he never went to bed beDispatched ms third bottle. These are. Common funeral orations, and enioteceased persons who have acted among USE WALL some figure and reputation. : : 100 mtc the bulk of our species, they are not likely to be remembered a moden maces of their existence, but are forgotten Starther disappearance. They leave behind as how they had never been. They are neither Water the Door, regreted by the rich, nor cele the learned. They are neither misseri in sons. Their actions are of no significancr lamented by private per of much less dignity than those who are disting kind, and nugot bave been performed by www. by the faculty of reason. An eminent Dench, speaks somewhere to the following pup wolle often seen from my chamber window frater the commonwealth, nor an erect creatures, both of them of Re 2 . Wind y's opi Rose laved, gton. on a nting. news. y's ac sleep. of my 1. to be re work ked me 3. Wind N° 317. and endowed with reason. These two intellectual beings are employed from morning to night in rubbing two smooth stones one upon another; that is, as the vulgar phrase is, in polishing marble. My friend, Sir Andrew Freeport, as we were sitting in the club last night, gave us an account of a sober citizen, who died a few days since. This honest man being of greater consequence in his own thoughts than in the eye of the world, had for some years past kept a journal of his life. Sir Andrew shewed us one week of it. Since the occurrences set down in it mark out such a road of action as that I have been speaking of, I shall present my reader with a faithful copy of it; after having first informed him, that the deceased person had in his youth been bred to trade, but finding himself not so well turned for business, he had for several years last past lived altogether upon a moderate annuity.* MONDAY, eight o'clock. I put on my clothes, d walked into the parlour. Nine o'clock ditto. Tied my knee-strings and ashed my hands. Hours ten, eleven, and twelve. Smoaked three pipes of Virginia. Read the Supplement and Daily Courant. Things go ill in the north. Mr. Nisby's opinion thereupon. One o'clock in the afternoon. Chid Ralph for mislaying my tobacco box. * This journal was, it may be, genuine, but certainly published here as a banter on a gentleman who was a member of a congregation of dissenters, commonly called Independents, where a Mr. Nesbit officiated at that time as minister. The curious may find information satis superque, concerning Mr. Nesbit, in John Dunton's account of his Life, Errors, and Opinions. The person who kept this insipid journal led just such a life as is described and ridiculed here, and was continually asking or quoting his pastor's opinion on every subject. Two o'clock. Sat down to dinner. Mem. Too many plums and no suet. From three to four. Took my afternoon's nap. From four to six. Walked into the fields. Wind S. S. E. From six to ten. At the club. Mr. Nisby's opinion about the peace. Ten o'clock. Went to bed, slept sound. TUESDAY, being holiday, eight o'clock. Rose as usual, Nine o'clock. Washed hands and face, shaved, put on my double-soaled shoes. Ten, eleven, twelve. Took a walk to Islington. One. Took a pot of Mother Cob's mild. Between two and three. Returned, dined on a knuckle of veal and bacon. Mem. sprouts wanting. Three. Nap as usual. From four to six. Coffee-house. Read the news. A dish of twist. Grand visier strangled. From six to ten. At the club. Mr. Nisby's account of the Great Turk. Ten. Dream of the grand visier. Broken sleep. WEDNESDAY, eight o'clock. Tongue of my shoe-buckle broke. Hands but not face. Nine. Paid off the butcher's bill. Mem. to be allowed for the last leg of mutton. Ten, eleven. At the coffee-house. More work in the north. Stranger in a black wig asked me how stocks went. From twelve to one. Walked in the fields. Wind to the south. From one to two. Smoked a pipe and a half. Two. Dined as usual. Stomach good. Three. Nap broke by the falling of a pewter dish. Mem. Cook-maid in love, and grown careless. From four to six. At the coffee-house. Advice from Smyrna that the grand visier was first of all strangled and afterwards beheaded. Six o'clock in the evening. Was half an hour in the club before any body else came. Mr. Nisby of opinion that the grand visier was not strangled the sixth instant. Ten at night. Went to bed. Slept without waking until nine the next morning. THURSDAY, nine o'clock. Staid within, until two o'clock for Sir Timothy; who did not bring me my annuity according to his promise. Two in the afternoon. Sat down to dinner. Loss of appetite. Small-beer sour. Beef over-corned. Three. Could not take my nap. Four and five. Gave Ralph a box on the ear. Turned off my cook-maid. Sent a messenger to Sir Timothy. Mem. I did not go to the club to-night. Went to bed at nine o'clock. FRIDAY. Passed the morning in meditation upon Sir Timothy, who was with me a quarter before twelve. Twelve o'clock. Bought a new head to my cane, and a tongue to my buckle. Drank a glass of purl to recover appetite. Two and three. Dined and slept well. From four to six. Went to the coffee-house. Met Mr. Nisby there. Smoked several pipes. Mr. Nisby of opinion that laced coffee is bad for the head. Six o'clock. At the club as steward. Sat late. Twelve o'clock. Went to bed, dreamt that I drank small-beer with the grand visier. |