THE LITTLE BEAU

I lately received a visit from the little beau, who I found had

assumed a new flow of spirits with a new suit of clothes. Our

discourse happened to turn upon the different treatment of the fair

sex here and in Asia, with the influence of beauty in refining our

manners and improving our conversation.

I soon perceived he was strongly prejudiced in favour of the Asiatic

method of treating the sex, and that it was impossible to persuade

him, but that a man was happier who had four wives at his command,

than he who had only one. "It is true," cries he, "your men of fashion

in the East are slaves, and under some terrors of having their throats

squeezed by a bow-string; but what then? they can find ample

consolation in a seraglio; they make indeed an indifferent figure in

conversation abroad, but then they have a seraglio to console them at

home. I am told they have no balls, drums, nor operas, but then they

have got a seraglio; they may be deprived of wine and French cookery,

but they have a seraglio; a seraglio, a seraglio, my dear creature,

wipes off every inconvenience in the world.

"Besides, I am told, your Asiatic beauties are the most convenient

women alive, for they have no souls; positively there is nothing in

Nature I should like so much as ladies without souls; soul here is the

utter ruin of half the sex. A girl of eighteen shall have soul enough

to spend an hundred pounds in the turning of a trump. Her mother shall

have soul enough to ride a sweepstake match at a horse-race; her

maiden aunt shall have soul enough to purchase the furniture of a

whole toyshop, and others shall have soul enough to behave as if they

had no souls at all."

"With respect to the soul," interrupted I, "the Asiatics are much

kinder to the fair sex than you imagine; instead of one soul, Fohi the

idol of China gives every woman three, the Bramins give them fifteen;

and even Mahomet himself no where excludes the sex from Paradise.

Abul-feda reports, that an old woman one day importuning him to know

what she ought to do in order to gain Paradise? 'My good lady,'

answered the prophet, 'old women never get there.'--'What, never get

to Paradise!' returned the matron, in a fury. 'Never,' says he, 'for

they always grow young by the way.'

"No, sir," continued I, "the men of Asia behave with more deference to

the sex than you seem to imagine. As you of Europe say grace, upon

sitting down to dinner, so it is the custom in China to say grace,

when a man goes to bed to his wife." "And may I die," returned my

companion, "but a very pretty ceremony; for seriously, sir, I see no

reason why a man should not be as grateful in one situation as in the

other. Upon honour, I always find myself much more disposed to

gratitude, on the couch of a fine woman, than upon sitting down to a

surloin of beef."

"Another ceremony," said I, resuming the conversation, "in favour of

the sex amongst us, is the bride's being allowed, after marriage, her

three days of freedom. During this interval a thousand extravagancies

are practised by either sex. The lady is placed upon the nuptial bed,

and numberless monkey tricks are played round to divert her. One

gentleman smells her perfumed handkerchief, another attempts to untie

her garters, a third pulls off her shoe to play hunt the slipper,

another pretends to be an idiot, and endeavours to raise a laugh by

grimacing; in the mean time, the glass goes briskly about, till

ladies, gentlemen, wife, husband, and all are mixed together in one

inundation of arrack punch."

"Strike me dumb, deaf, and blind," cried my companion, "but very

pretty; there is some sense in your Chinese ladies' condescension; but

among us, you shall scarcely find one of the whole sex that shall hold

her good humour for three days together. No later than yesterday I

happened to say some civil things to a citizen's wife of my

acquaintance, not because I loved, but because I had charity; and what

do you think was the tender creature's reply? Only that she detested

my pigtail wig, high-heeled shoes, and sallow complexion. That is all.

Nothing more! Yes, by the heavens, though she was more ugly than an

unpainted actress, I found her more insolent than a thorough-bred

woman of quality."

He was proceeding in this wild manner, when his invective was

interrupted, by the man in black, who entered the apartment,

introducing his niece, a young lady of exquisite beauty. Her very

appearance was sufficient to silence the severest satyrist of the sex;

easy without pride, and free without impudence, she seemed capable of

supplying every sense with pleasure; her looks, her conversation were

natural and unconstrained; she had neither been taught to languish nor

ogle, to laugh without a jest, or sigh without sorrow. I found that

she had just returned from abroad, and had been conversant in the

manners of the world. Curiosity prompted me to ask several questions,

but she declined them all. I own I never found myself so strongly

prejudiced in favour of apparent merit before; and could willingly

have prolonged our conversation, but the company after some time

withdrew. Just, however, before the little beau took his leave, he

called me aside, and requested I would change him a twenty pound bill,

which as I was incapable of doing, he was contented with borrowing

half a crown.

_Goldsmith._

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