SIR ROGER AND THE WIDOW[2]

In my first description of the company in which I pass most of my

time, it may be remembered that I mentioned a great affliction which

my friend Sir Roger had met with in his youth; which was no less than

a disappointment in love. It happened this evening that we fell into a

very pleasing walk at a distance from his house. As soon as we came

into it. "It is," quoth the good old man, looking round him with a

smile, "very hard that any part of my land should be settled upon one

who has used me so ill as the perverse widow did; and yet I am sure I

could not see a sprig of any bough of this whole walk of trees, but I

should reflect upon her and her severity. She has certainly the finest

hand of any woman in the world. You are to know, this was the place

wherein I used to muse upon her; and by that custom I can never come

into it, but the same tender sentiments revive in my mind, as if I had

actually walked with that beautiful creature under these shades. I

have been fool enough to carve her name on the bark of several of

these trees; so unhappy is the condition of men in love, to attempt

the removing of their passion by the methods which serve only to

imprint it deeper. She has certainly the finest hand of any woman in

the world."

Here followed a profound silence; and I was not displeased to observe

my friend falling so naturally into a discourse, which I had ever

before taken notice he industriously avoided. After a very long pause,

he entered upon an account of this great circumstance in his life,

with an air which I thought raised my idea of him above what I had

ever had before; and gave me the picture of that cheerful mind of his

before it received that stroke which has ever since affected his words

and actions. But he went on as follows:

"I came to my estate in my twenty-second year, and resolved to follow

the steps of the most worthy of my ancestors who have inhabited this

spot of earth before me, in all the methods of hospitality and good

neighborhood, for the sake of my fame; and in country sports and

recreations, for the sake of my health. In my twenty-third year I was

obliged to serve as sheriff of the county; and in my servants,

officers, and whole equipage, indulged the pleasure of a young man

(who did not think ill of his own person) in taking that public

occasion of showing my figure and behavior to advantage. You may

easily imagine to yourself what appearance I made, who am pretty tall,

rode well, and was very well drest, at the head of a whole county,

with music before me, a feather in my hat, and my horse well bitted. I

can assure you, I was not a little pleased with the kind looks and

glances I had from all the balconies and windows as I rode to the hall

where the assizes were held.

"But when I came there, a beautiful creature, in a widow's habit, sat

in court to hear the event of a cause concerning her dower. This

commanding creature (who was born for the destruction of all who

behold her) put on such a resignation in her countenance, and bore the

whispers of all around the court with such a pretty uneasiness, I

warrant you, and then recovered herself from one eye to another, until

she was perfectly confused by meeting something so wistful in all she

encountered, that at last, with a murrain to her, she cast her

bewitching eye upon me. I no sooner met it but I bowed like a great

surprized booby; and knowing her cause was to be the first which came

on, I cried, like a great captivated calf as I was, 'Make way for the

defendant's witnesses.' This sudden partiality made all the county

immediately see the sheriff also was become a slave to the fine widow.

During the time her cause was upon trial, she behaved herself, I

warrant you, with such a deep attention to her business, took

opportunities to have little billets handed to her counsel, then would

be in such a pretty confusion, occasioned, you must know, by acting

before so much company, that not only I, but the whole court, was

prejudiced in her favor; and all that the next heir to her husband had

to urge was thought so groundless and frivolous, that when it came to

her counsel to reply, there was not half so much said as every one

besides in the court thought he could have urged to her advantage.

"You must understand, sir, this perverse woman is one of those

unaccountable creatures that secretly rejoice in the admiration of

men, but indulge themselves in no further consequences. Hence it is

that she has ever had a train of admirers, and she removes from her

slaves in town to those in the country, according to the seasons of

the year. She is a reading lady, and far gone in the pleasures of

friendship. She is always accompanied by a confidant, who is witness

to her daily protestations against our sex, and consequently a bar to

her first steps toward love upon the strength of her own maxims and

declarations.

"However, I must needs say this accomplished mistress of mine has

distinguished me above the rest, and has been known to declare Sir

Roger de Coverley was the tamest and most humane of all the brutes in

the country. I was told she said so by one who thought he rallied me;

but upon the strength of this slender encouragement of being thought

least detestable, I made new liveries, new paired my coach horses,

sent them all to town to be bitted, and taught to throw their legs

well, and move all together before I pretended to cross the country,

and wait upon her. As soon as I thought my retinue suitable to the

character of my fortune and youth, I set out from hence to make my

addresses. The particular skill of this lady has ever been to inflame

your wishes, and yet command respect. To make her mistress of this

art, she has a greater share of knowledge, wit, and good sense, than

is usual even among men of merit. Then she is beautiful beyond the

race of women. If you will not let her go on with a certain artifice

with her eyes, and the skill of beauty, she will arm herself with her

real charms, and strike you with admiration instead of desire. It is

certain that if you were to behold the whole woman, there is that

dignity in her aspect, that composure in her motion, that complacency

in her manner, that if her form makes you hope, her merit makes you

fear. But then again, she is such a desperate scholar, that no country

gentleman can approach her without being a jest.

"As I was going to tell you, when I came to her house, I was admitted

to her presence with great civility; at the same time she placed

herself to be first seen by me in such an attitude as I think you call

the posture of a picture, that she discovered new charms, and I at

last came toward her with such an awe as made me speechless. This she

no sooner observed but she made her advantage of it, and began a

discourse to me concerning love and honor, as they both are followed

by pretenders, and the real votaries to them. When she discust these

points in a discourse, which I verily believe was as learned as the

best philosopher in Europe could possibly make, she asked me whether

she was so happy as to fall in with my sentiments on these important

particulars. Her confidant sat by her, and upon my being in the last

confusion and silence, this malicious aid of hers, turning to her,

says, 'I am very glad to observe Sir Roger pauses upon this subject,

and seems resolved to deliver all his sentiments upon the matter when

he pleases to speak.'

"They both kept their countenances, and after I had sat half an hour

meditating how to behave before such profound casuists, I rose up and

took my leave. Chance has since that time thrown me very often in her

way, and she as often directed a discourse to me which I do not

understand.

"This barbarity has kept me ever at a distance from the most

beautiful object my eyes ever beheld. It is thus also she deals with

all mankind, and you must make love to her, as you would conquer the

sphinx, by posing her. But were she like other women, and that there

were any talking to her, how constant must the pleasure of that man

be, who could converse with a creature--but, after all, you may be

sure her heart is fixt on some one or other; and yet I have been

credibly informed; but who can believe half that is said! After she

had done speaking to me, she put her hand to her bosom, and adjusted

her tucker. Then she cast her eyes a little down, upon my beholding

her too earnestly. They say she sings excellently; her voice in her

ordinary speech has something in it inexpressibly sweet. You must know

I dined with her at a public table the day after I first saw her, and

she helped me to some tansy in the eye of all the gentlemen in the

country. She has certainly the finest hand of any woman in the world.

I can assure you, sir, were you to behold her, you would be in the

same condition; for as her speech is music, her form is angelic. But I

find I grow irregular while I am talking of her; but, indeed, it would

be stupidity to be unconcerned at such perfection. Oh, the excellent

creature! she is as inimitable to all women as she is inaccessible to

all men."

I found my friend begin to rave, and insensibly led him toward the

house, that we might be joined by some other company; and am convinced

that the widow is the secret cause of all that inconsistency which

appears in some parts of my friend's discourse; tho he has so much

command of himself as not directly to mention her.

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