R.

[Footnote 1: The 'Grecian' (see note [Footnote 10 of No. 1], p. 7,

'ante',) was by the Temple; 'Squire's', by Gray's Inn; 'Serle's', by

Lincoln's Inn. 'Squire's', a roomy, red-brick house, adjoined the gate

of Gray's Inn, in Fulwood's Rents, Holborn, then leading to Gray's Inn

Walks, which lay open to the country. Squire, the establisher of this

coffee-house, died in 1717. 'Serle's' was near Will's, which stood at

the corner of Serle Street and Portugal Street, Lincoln's Inn.

* * * * *

No. 50. Friday, April 27, 1711. [1] Addison.

'Nunquam aliud Natura, aliud Sapientia dixit.'

Juv.

When the four _Indian_ Kings were in this Country about a Twelvemonth

ago, [2] I often mixed with the Rabble, and followed them a whole Day

together, being wonderfully struck with the Sight of every thing that is

new or uncommon. I have, since their Departure, employed a Friend to

make many Inquiries of their Landlord the Upholsterer, relating to their

Manners and Conversation, as also concerning the Remarks which they made

in this Country: For, next to the forming a right Notion of such

Strangers, I should be desirous of learning what Ideas they have

conceived of us.

The Upholsterer finding my Friend very inquisitive about these his

Lodgers, brought him some time since a little Bundle of Papers, which he

assured him were written by King _Sa Ga Yean Qua Rash Tow_, and, as he

supposes, left behind by some Mistake. These Papers are now translated,

and contain abundance of very odd Observations, which I find this little

Fraternity of Kings made during their Stay in the Isle of _Great

Britain_. I shall present my Reader with a short Specimen of them in

this Paper, and may perhaps communicate more to him hereafter. In the

Article of _London_ are the following Words, which without doubt are

meant of the Church of St. _Paul_.

'On the most rising Part of the Town there stands a huge House, big

enough to contain the whole Nation of which I am King. Our good

Brother _E Tow O Koam_, King of the _Rivers_, is of opinion it was

made by the Hands of that great God to whom it is consecrated. The

Kings of _Granajah_ and of the _Six Nations_ believe that it was

created with the Earth, and produced on the same Day with the Sun and

Moon. But for my own Part, by the best Information that I could get of

this Matter, I am apt to think that this prodigious Pile was fashioned

into the Shape it now bears by several Tools and Instruments of which

they have a wonderful Variety in this Country. It was probably at

first an huge mis-shapen Rock that grew upon the Top of the Hill,

which the Natives of the Country (after having cut it into a kind of

regular Figure) bored and hollowed with incredible Pains and Industry,

till they had wrought in it all those beautiful Vaults and Caverns

into which it is divided at this Day. As soon as this Rock was thus

curiously scooped to their Liking, a prodigious Number of Hands must

have been employed in chipping the Outside of it, which is now as

smooth as [the Surface of a Pebble; [3]] and is in several Places hewn

out into Pillars that stand like the Trunks of so many Trees bound

about the Top with Garlands of Leaves. It is probable that when this

great Work was begun, which must have been many Hundred Years ago,

there was some Religion among this People; for they give it the Name

of a Temple, and have a Tradition that it was designed for Men to pay

their Devotions in. And indeed, there are several Reasons which make

us think that the Natives of this Country had formerly among them some

sort of Worship; for they set apart every seventh Day as sacred: But

upon my going into one of [these [4]] holy Houses on that Day, I could

not observe any Circumstance of Devotion in their Behaviour: There was

indeed a Man in Black who was mounted above the rest, and seemed to

utter something with a great deal of Vehemence; but as for those

underneath him, instead of paying their Worship to the Deity of the

Place, they were most of them bowing and curtisying to one another,

and a considerable Number of them fast asleep.

The Queen of the Country appointed two Men to attend us, that had

enough of our Language to make themselves understood in some few

Particulars. But we soon perceived these two were great Enemies to one

another, and did not always agree in the same Story. We could make a

Shift to gather out of one of them, that this Island was very much

infested with a monstrous Kind of Animals, in the Shape of Men, called

_Whigs;_ and he often told us, that he hoped we should meet with

none of them in our Way, for that if we did, they would be apt to

knock us down for being Kings.

Our other Interpreter used to talk very much of a kind of Animal

called a _Tory_, that was as great a Monster as the _Whig_,

and would treat us as ill for being Foreigners. These two Creatures,

it seems, are born with a secret Antipathy to one another, and engage

when they meet as naturally as the Elephant and the Rhinoceros. But as

we saw none of either of these Species, we are apt to think that our

Guides deceived us with Misrepresentations and Fictions, and amused us

with an Account of such Monsters as are not really in their Country.

These Particulars we made a shift to pick out from the Discourse of

our Interpreters; which we put together as well as we could, being

able to understand but here and there a Word of what they said, and

afterwards making up the Meaning of it among ourselves. The Men of the

Country are very cunning and ingenious in handicraft Works; but withal

so very idle, that we often saw young lusty raw-boned Fellows carried

up and down the Streets in little covered Rooms by a Couple of

Porters, who are hired for that Service. Their Dress is likewise very

barbarous, for they almost strangle themselves about the Neck, and

bind their Bodies with many Ligatures, that we are apt to think are

the Occasion of several Distempers among them which our Country is

entirely free from. Instead of those beautiful Feathers with which we

adorn our Heads, they often buy up a monstrous Bush of Hair, which

covers their Heads, and falls down in a large Fleece below the Middle

of their Backs; with which they walk up and down the Streets, and are

as proud of it as if it was of their own growth.

We were invited to one of their publick Diversions, where we hoped to

have seen the great Men of their Country running down a Stag or

pitching a Bar, that we might have discovered who were the [Persons of

the greatest Abilities among them; [5]] but instead of that, they

conveyed us into a huge Room lighted up with abundance of Candles,

where this lazy People sat still above three Hours to see several

Feats of Ingenuity performed by others, who it seems were paid for it.

As for the Women of the Country, not being able to talk with them, we

could only make our Remarks upon them at a Distance. They let the Hair

of their Heads grow to a great Length; but as the Men make a great

Show with Heads of Hair that are not of their own, the Women, who they

say have very fine Heads of Hair, tie it up in a Knot, and cover it

from being seen. The Women look like Angels, and would be more

beautiful than the Sun, were it not for little black Spots that are

apt to break out in their Faces, and sometimes rise in very odd

Figures. I have observed that those little Blemishes wear off very

soon; but when they disappear in one Part of the Face, they are very

apt to break out in another, insomuch that I have seen a Spot upon the

Forehead in the Afternoon, which was upon the Chin in the Morning. [6]'

The Author then proceeds to shew the Absurdity of Breeches and

Petticoats, with many other curious Observations, which I shall reserve

for another Occasion. I cannot however conclude this Paper without

taking notice, That amidst these wild Remarks there now and then appears

something very reasonable. I cannot likewise forbear observing, That we

are all guilty in some Measure of the same narrow way of Thinking, which

we meet with in this Abstract of the _Indian_ Journal; when we fancy the

Customs, Dress, and Manners of other Countries are ridiculous and

extravagant, if they do not resemble those of our own.

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