DEAR DICK,

At what time of life may a man think himself exempted from the necessity

of sacrificing his repose to the punctilios of a contemptible world? I

have been engaged in a ridiculous adventure, which I shall recount at

meeting; and this, I hope, will not be much longer delayed, as we have

now performed almost all our visits, and seen every thing that I think

has any right to retard us in our journey homewards--A few days ago,

understanding by accident, that my old friend Baynard was in the

country, I would not pass so near his habitation without paying him a

visit, though our correspondence had been interrupted for a long course

of years.

I felt my self very sensibly affected by the idea of our past intimacy,

as we approached the place where we had spent so many happy days

together; but when we arrived at the house, I could not recognize

any one of those objects, which had been so deeply impressed upon my

remembrance--The tall oaks that shaded the avenue, had been cut down,

and the iron gates at the end of it removed, together with the high wall

that surrounded the court yard. The house itself, which was formerly a

convent of Cistercian monks, had a venerable appearance: and along the

front that looked into the garden, was a stone gallery, which afforded

me many an agreeable walk, when I was disposed to be contemplative. Now

the old front is covered with a screen of modern architecture; so that

all without is Grecian, and all within Gothic. As for the garden, which

was well stocked with the best fruit which England could produce,

there is not now the least vestage remaining of trees, walls, or

hedges--Nothing appears but a naked circus of loose sand, with a dry

bason and a leaden triton in the middle.

You must know, that Baynard, at his father’s death, had a clear estate

of fifteen hundred pounds a-year, and was in other respects extremely

well qualified to make a respectable figure in the commonwealth;

but, what with some excesses of youth, and the expence of a contested

election, he in a few years found himself encumbered with a debt of ten

thousand pounds, which he resolved to discharge by means of a prudent

marriage. He accordingly married a miss Thomson, whose fortune amounted

to double the sum that he owed--She was the daughter of a citizen, who

had failed in trade; but her fortune came by an uncle, who died in the

East-Indies--Her own parents being dead, she lived with a maiden aunt,

who had superintended her education; and, in all appearance, was well

enough qualified for the usual purposes of the married state--Her

virtues, however, stood rather upon a negative, than a positive

foundation--She was neither proud, insolent, nor capricious, nor given

to scandal, nor addicted to gaming, nor inclined to gallantry. She could

read, and write, and dance, and sing, and play upon the harpsichord,

and smatter French, and take a hand at whist and ombre; but even these

accomplishments she possessed by halves--She excelled in nothing.

Her conversation was flat, her stile mean, and her expression

embarrassed--In a word, her character was totally insipid. Her person

was not disagreeable; but there was nothing graceful in her address, nor

engaging in her manners; and she was so ill qualified to do the honours

of the house, that when she sat at the head of the table, one was always

looking for the mistress of the family in some other place.

Baynard had flattered himself, that it would be no difficult matter

to mould such a subject after his own fashion, and that she would

chearfully enter into his views, which were wholly turned to domestic

happiness. He proposed to reside always in the country, of which he was

fond to a degree of enthusiasm; to cultivate his estate, which was very

improvable; to enjoy the exercise of rural diversions; to maintain an

intimacy of correspondence with some friends that were settled in

his neighbourhood; to keep a comfortable house, without suffering his

expence to exceed the limits of his income; and to find pleasure and

employ merit for his wife in the management and avocations of her own

family--This, however, was a visionary scheme, which he never was able

to realize. His wife was as ignorant as a new-born babe of everything

that related to the conduct of a family; and she had no idea of a

country-life. Her understanding did not reach so far as to comprehend

the first principles of discretion; and, indeed, if her capacity had

been better than it was, her natural indolence would not have permitted

her to abandon a certain routine, to which she had been habituated. She

had not taste enough to relish any rational enjoyment; but her ruling

passion was vanity, not that species which arises from self-conceit

of superior accomplishments, but that which is of a bastard and idiot

nature, excited by shew and ostentation, which implies not even the

least consciousness of any personal merit.

The nuptial peal of noise and nonsense being rung out in all the usual

changes, Mr Baynard thought it high time to make her acquainted with

the particulars of the plan which he had projected--He told her that his

fortune, though sufficient to afford all the comforts of life, was not

ample enough to command all the superfluities of pomp and pageantry,

which, indeed, were equally absurd and intolerable--He therefore hoped

she would have no objection to their leaving London in the spring, when

he would take the opportunity to dismiss some unnecessary domestics,

whom he had hired for the occasion of their marriage--She heard him in

silence, and after some pause, ‘So (said she) I am to be buried in the

country!’ He was so confounded at this reply, that he could not speak

for some minutes: at length he told her, he was much mortified to find

he had proposed anything that was disagreeable to her ideas--‘I am sure

(added he) I meant nothing more than to lay down a comfortable plan of

living within the bounds of our fortune, which is but moderate.’ ‘Sir

(said she), you are the best judge of your own affairs--My fortune,

I know, does not exceed twenty thousand pounds--Yet, even with that

pittance, I might have had a husband who would not have begrudged me a

house in London’--‘Good God! my dear (cried poor Baynard, in the

utmost agitation), you don’t think me so sordid--I only hinted what I

thought--But, I don’t pretend to impose--’ ‘Yes, sir (resumed the lady),

it is your prerogative to command, and my duty to obey’ So saying, she

burst into tears and retired to her chamber, where she was joined by her

aunt--He endeavoured to recollect himself, and act with vigour of mind

on this occasion; but was betrayed by the tenderness of his nature,

which was the greatest defect of his constitution. He found the aunt

in tears, and the niece in a fit, which held her the best part of eight

hours, at the expiration of which, she began to talk incoherently about

death and her dear husband, who had sat by her all this time, and now

pressed her hand to his lips, in a transport of grief and penitence

for the offence he had given--From thence forward, he carefully avoided

mentioning the country; and they continued to be sucked deeper and

deeper into the vortex of extravagance and dissipation, leading what

is called a fashionable life in town--About the latter end of July,

however, Mrs Baynard, in order to exhibit a proof of conjugal obedience,

desired of her own accord, that they might pay a visit to his country

house, as there was no company left in London. He would have excused

himself from this excursion which was no part of the oeconomical plan he

had proposed; but she insisted upon making this sacrifice to his taste

and prejudices, and away they went with such an equipage as astonished

the whole country. All that remained of the season was engrossed by

receiving and returning visits in the neighbourhood; and, in

this intercourse it was discovered that sir John Chickwell had a

house-steward and one footman in livery more than the complement of

Mr Baynard’s household. This remark was made by the aunt at table, and

assented to by the husband, who observed that sir John Chickwell might

very well afford to keep more servants than were found in the family

of a man who had not half his fortune. Mrs Baynard ate no supper that

evening; but was seized with a violent fit, which completed her triumph

over the spirit of her consort. The two supernumerary servants were

added--The family plate was sold for old silver, and a new service

procured; fashionable furniture was provided, and the whole house turned

topsy turvy.

At their return to London in the beginning of winter, he, with a heavy

heart, communicated these particulars to me in confidence. Before his

marriage, he had introduced me to the lady as his particular friend;

and I now offered in that character, to lay before her the necessity of

reforming her oeconomy, if she had any regard to the interest of her own

family, or complaisance for the inclinations of her husband--But Baynard

declined my offer, on the supposition that his wife’s nerves were

too delicate to bear expostulation; and that it would only serve to

overwhelm her with such distress as would make himself miserable.

Baynard is a man of spirit, and had she proved a termagant, he would

have known how to deal with her; but, either by accident or instinct,

she fastened upon the weak side of his soul, and held it so fast, that

he has been in subjection ever since--I afterwards advised him to carry

her abroad to France or Italy, where he might gratify her vanity for

half the expence it cost him in England: and this advice he followed

accordingly. She was agreeably flattered with the idea of seeing and

knowing foreign parts, and foreign fashions; of being presented to

sovereigns, and living familiarly with princes. She forthwith seized the

hint which I had thrown out on purpose, and even pressed Mr Baynard to

hasten his departure; so that in a few weeks they crossed the sea to

France, with a moderate train, still including the aunt; who was

her bosom counsellor, and abetted her in all her oppositions to her

husband’s will--Since that period, I have had little or no opportunity

to renew our former correspondence--All that I knew of his transactions,

amounted to no more than that after an absence of two years, they

returned so little improved in oeconomy, that they launched out into

new oceans of extravagance, which at length obliged him to mortgage his

estate--By this time she had bore him three children, of which the last

only survives, a puny boy of twelve or thirteen, who will be ruined in

his education by the indulgence of his mother.

As for Baynard, neither his own good sense, nor the dread of indigence,

nor the consideration of his children, has been of force sufficient to

stimulate him into the resolution of breaking at once the shameful spell

by which he seems enchanted--With a taste capable of the most refined

enjoyment, a heart glowing with all the warmth of friendship and

humanity, and a disposition strongly turned to the more rational

pleasures of a retired and country life, he is hurried about in a

perpetual tumult, amidst a mob of beings pleased with rattles, baubles,

and gewgaws, so void of sense and distinction, that even the most acute

philosopher would find it a very hard task to discover for what wise

purpose of providence they were created--Friendship is not to be found;

nor can the amusements for which he sighs be enjoyed within the rotation

of absurdity, to which he is doomed for life. He has long resigned

all views of improving his fortune by management and attention to

the exercise of husbandry, in which he delighted; and as to domestic

happiness, not the least glimpse of hope remains to amuse his

imagination. Thus blasted in all his prospects, he could not fail to

be overwhelmed with melancholy and chagrin, which have preyed upon his

health and spirits in such a manner, that he is now threatened with a

consumption.

I have given you a sketch of the man, whom the other day I went to

visit--At the gate we found a great number of powdered lacquies, but

no civility--After we had sat a considerable time in the coach, we were

told, that Mr Baynard had rode out, and that his lady was dressing; but

we were introduced to a parlour, so very fine and delicate, that in all

appearance it was designed to be seen only, not inhabited. The chairs

and couches were carved, gilt, and covered with rich damask, so smooth

and slick, that they looked as if they had never been sat upon. There

was no carpet upon the floor, but the boards were rubbed and waxed in

such a manner, that we could not walk, but were obliged to slide

along them; and as for the stove, it was too bright and polished to be

polluted with sea-coal, or stained by the smoke of any gross material

fire--When we had remained above half an hour sacrificing to the

inhospitable powers in the temple of cold reception, my friend Baynard

arrived, and understanding we were in the house, made his appearance, so

meagre, yellow, and dejected, that I really should not have known him,

had I met with him in any other place. Running up to me, with great

eagerness, he strained me in his embrace, and his heart was so full,

that for some minutes he could not speak. Having saluted us all round,

he perceived our uncomfortable situation, and conducting us into another

apartment, which had fire in the chimney, called for chocolate--Then,

withdrawing, he returned with a compliment from his wife, and, in the

mean time, presented his son Harry, a shambling, blear-eyed boy, in the

habit of a hussar; very rude, forward, and impertinent. His father would

have sent him to a boarding-school, but his mamma and aunt would not

hear of his lying out of the house; so that there was a clergyman

engaged as his tutor in the family.

As it was but just turned of twelve, and the whole house was in

commotion to prepare a formal entertainment, I foresaw it would be

late before we dined, and proposed a walk to Mr Baynard, that we might

converse together freely. In the course of this perambulation, when I

expressed some surprize that he had returned so soon from Italy, he

gave me to understand, that his going abroad had not at all answered the

purpose, for which he left England; that although the expence of living

was not so great in Italy as at home, respect being had to the same rank

of life in both countries, it had been found necessary for him to lift

himself above his usual stile, that he might be on some footing with

the counts, marquises, and cavaliers, with whom he kept company--He was

obliged to hire a great number of servants, to take off a great variety

of rich cloaths, and to keep a sumptuous table for the fashionable

scorocconi of the country; who, without a consideration of this kind,

would not have payed any attention to an untitled foreigner, let his

family or fortune be ever so respectable--Besides, Mrs Baynard was

continually surrounded by a train of expensive loungers, under the

denominations of language-masters, musicians, painters, and ciceroni;

and had actually fallen into the disease of buying pictures and antiques

upon her own judgment, which was far from being infallible--At length

she met with an affront, which gave her disgust to Italy, and drove her

back to England with some precipitation. By means of frequenting the

dutchess of B[edford]'s conversazione, while her grace was at Rome, Mrs

Baynard became acquainted with all the fashionable people of that city,

and was admitted to their assemblies without scruple--Thus favoured, she

conceived too great an idea of her own importance, and when the dutchess

left Rome, resolved to have a conversazione that should leave the

Romans no room to regret her grace’s departure. She provided hands for a

musical entertainment, and sent biglietti of invitation to every person

of distinction; but not one Roman of the female sex appeared at her

assembly--She was that night seized with a violent fit, and kept her

bed three days, at the expiration of which she declared that the air of

Italy would be the ruin of her constitution. In order to prevent this

catastrophe, she was speedily removed to Geneva, from whence they

returned to England by the way of Lyons and Paris. By the time they

arrived at Calais, she had purchased such a quantity of silks, stuffs,

and laces, that it was necessary to hire a vessel to smuggle them over,

and this vessel was taken by a custom-house cutter; so that they lost

the whole cargo, which had cost them above eight hundred pounds.

It now appears, that her travels had produced no effect upon her, but

that of making her more expensive and fantastic than ever: She affected

to lead the fashion, not only in point of female dress, but in every

article of taste and connoisseurship. She made a drawing of the new

facade to the house in the country; she pulled up the trees, and pulled

down the walls of the garden, so as to let in the easterly wind, which

Mr Baynard’s ancestors had been at great pains to exclude. To shew her

taste in laying out ground, she seized into her own hand a farm of two

hundred acres, about a mile from the house, which she parcelled out into

walks and shrubberies, having a great bason in the middle, into which

she poured a whole stream that turned two mills, and afforded the best

trout in the country. The bottom of the bason, however, was so ill

secured, that it would not hold the water which strained through the

earth, and made a bog of the whole plantation: in a word, the ground

which formerly payed him one hundred and fifty pounds a year, now cost

him two hundred pounds a year to keep it in tolerable order, over and

above the first expence of trees, shrubs, flowers, turf, and gravel.

There was not an inch of garden ground left about the house, nor a tree

that produced fruit of any kind; nor did he raise a truss of hay, or a

bushel of oats for his horses, nor had he a single cow to afford milk

for his tea; far less did he ever dream of feeding his own mutton,

pigs, and poultry: every article of housekeeping, even the most

inconsiderable, was brought from the next market town, at the distance

of five miles, and thither they sent a courier every morning to fetch

hot rolls for breakfast. In short, Baynard fairly owned that he spent

double his income, and that in a few years he should be obliged to sell

his estate for the payment of his creditors. He said that his wife had

such delicate nerves, and such imbecility of spirit, that she could

neither bear remonstrance, be it ever so gentle, nor practise any scheme

of retrenchment, even if she perceived the necessity of such a measure.

He had therefore ceased struggling against the stream, and endeavoured

to reconcile himself to ruin, by reflecting that his child at least

would inherit his mother’s fortune, which was secured to him by the

contract of marriage.

The detail which he gave me of his affairs, filled me at once with grief

and indignation. I inveighed bitterly against the indiscretion of his

wife, and reproached him with his unmanly acquiescence under the absurd

tyranny which she exerted. I exhorted him to recollect his resolution,

and make one effectual effort to disengage himself from a thraldom,

equally shameful and pernicious. I offered him all the assistance in my

power. I undertook to regulate his affairs, and even to bring about a

reformation in his family, if he would only authorise me to execute the

plan I should form for his advantage. I was so affected by the subject,

that I could not help mingling tears with my remonstrances, and Baynard

was so penetrated with these marks of my affection, that he lost all

power of utterance. He pressed me to his breast with great emotion, and

wept in silence. At length he exclaimed, ‘Friendship is undoubtedly the

most precious balm of life! Your words, dear Bramble, have in a great

measure recalled me from an abyss of despondence, in which I have

been long overwhelmed. I will, upon honour, make you acquainted with

a distinct state of my affairs, and, as far as I am able to go, will

follow the course you prescribe. But there are certain lengths which my

nature--The truth is, there are tender connexions, of which a batchelor

has no idea--Shall I own my weakness? I cannot bear the thoughts of

making that woman uneasy’--‘And yet (cried I), she has seen you unhappy

for a series of years--unhappy from her misconduct, without ever shewing

the least inclination to alleviate your distress’--‘Nevertheless (said

he) I am persuaded she loves me with the most warm affection; but these

are incongruities in the composition of the human mind which I hold to

be inexplicable.’

I was shocked at his infatuation, and changed the subject, after we had

agreed to maintain a close correspondence for the future. He then gave

me to understand, that he had two neighbours, who, like himself, were

driven by their wives at full speed, in the high road to bankruptcy and

ruin. All the three husbands were of dispositions very different from

each other, and, according to this variation, their consorts were

admirably suited to the purpose of keeping them all three in subjection.

The views of the ladies were exactly the same. They vied in grandeur,

that is, in ostentation, with the wife of Sir Charles Chickwell, who had

four times their fortune; and she again piqued herself upon making an

equal figure with a neighbouring peeress, whose revenue trebled her

own. Here then was the fable of the frog and the ox, realized in four

different instances within the same county: one large fortune, and

three moderate estates, in a fair way of being burst by the inflation of

female vanity; and in three of these instances, three different forms of

female tyranny were exercised. Mr Baynard was subjugated by practising

upon the tenderness of his nature. Mr Milksan, being of a timorous

disposition, truckled to the insolence of a termagant. Mr Sowerby, who

was of a temper neither to be moved by fits, nor driven by menaces,

had the fortune to be fitted with a helpmate, who assailed him with

the weapons of irony and satire; sometimes sneering in the way of

compliment; sometimes throwing out sarcastic comparisons, implying

reproaches upon his want of taste, spirit, and generosity: by which

means she stimulated his passions from one act of extravagance to

another, just as the circumstances of her vanity required.

All these three ladies have at this time the same number of horses,

carriages, and servants in and out of livery; the same variety of dress;

the same quantity of plate and china; the like ornaments in furniture:

and in their entertainments they endeavour to exceed one another in the

variety, delicacy, and expence of their dishes. I believe it will be

found upon enquiry, that nineteen out of twenty, who are ruined by

extravagance, fall a sacrifice to the ridiculous pride and vanity of

silly women, whose parts are held in contempt by the very men whom they

pillage and enslave. Thank heaven, Dick, that among all the follies

and weaknesses of human nature, I have not yet fallen into that of

matrimony.

After Baynard and I had discussed all these matters at leisure, we

returned towards the house, and met Jery with our two women, who had

come forth to take the air, as the lady of the mansion had not yet made

her appearance. In short, Mrs Baynard did not produce herself, till

about a quarter of an hour before dinner was upon the table. Then her

husband brought her into the parlour, accompanied by her aunt and son,

and she received us with a coldness of reserve sufficient to freeze the

very soul of hospitality. Though she knew I had been the intimate friend

of her husband, and had often seen me with him in London, she shewed no

marks of recognition or regard, when I addressed myself to her in the

most friendly terms of salutation. She did not even express the common

compliment of, I am glad to see you; or, I hope you have enjoyed your

health since we had the pleasure of seeing you; or some such words of

course: nor did she once open her mouth in the way of welcome to my

sister and my niece: but sat in silence like a statue, with an aspect of

insensibility. Her aunt, the model upon which she had been formed, was

indeed the very essence of insipid formality but the boy was very pert

and impudent, and prated without ceasing.

At dinner, the lady maintained the same ungracious indifference, never

speaking but in whispers to her aunt; and as to the repast, it was made

up of a parcel of kickshaws, contrived by a French cook, without one

substantial article adapted to the satisfaction of an English appetite.

The pottage was little better than bread soaked in dishwashings,

lukewarm. The ragouts looked as if they had been once eaten and half

digested: the fricassees were involved in a nasty yellow poultice: and

the rotis were scorched and stinking, for the honour of the fumet. The

desert consisted of faded fruit and iced froth, a good emblem of our

landlady’s character; the table-beer was sour, the water foul, and the

wine vapid; but there was a parade of plate and china, and a powdered

lacquey stood behind every chair, except those of the master and

mistress of the house, who were served by two valets dressed like

gentlemen. We dined in a large old Gothic parlour, which was formerly

the hall. It was now paved with marble, and, notwithstanding the fire

which had been kindled about an hour, struck me with such a chill

sensation, that when I entered it the teeth chattered in my jaws--In

short, every thing was cold, comfortless, and disgusting, except the

looks of my friend Baynard, which declared the warmth of his affection

and humanity.

After dinner we withdrew into another apartment, where the boy began to

be impertinently troublesome to my niece Liddy. He wanted a playfellow,

forsooth; and would have romped with her, had she encouraged his

advances--He was even so impudent as to snatch a kiss, at which she

changed countenance, and seemed uneasy; and though his father checked

him for the rudeness of his behaviour, he became so outrageous as to

thrust his hand in her bosom: an insult to which she did not tamely

submit, though one of the mildest creatures upon earth. Her eyes

sparkling with resentment, she started up, and lent him such a box in

the ear, as sent him staggering to the other side of the room.

‘Miss Melford (cried his father), you have treated him with the utmost

propriety--I am only sorry that the impertinence of any child of mine

should have occasioned this exertion of your spirit, which I cannot but

applaud and admire.’ His wife was so far from assenting to the candour

of his apology, that she rose from the table, and, taking her son by the

hand, ‘Come, child (said she), your father cannot abide you.’ So

saying, she retired with this hopeful youth, and was followed by her

gouvernante: but neither the one nor the other deigned to take the least

notice of the company.

Baynard was exceedingly disconcerted; but I perceived his uneasiness was

tinctured with resentment, and derived a good omen from this discovery.

I ordered the horses to be put to the carriage, and, though he made

some efforts to detain us all night, I insisted upon leaving the house

immediately; but, before I went away, I took an opportunity of speaking

to him again in private. I said every thing I could recollect, to

animate his endeavours in shaking off those shameful trammels. I made

no scruple to declare, that his wife was unworthy of that tender

complaisance which he had shewn for her foibles: that she was dead to

all the genuine sentiments of conjugal affection; insensible of her

own honour and interest, and seemingly destitute of common sense and

reflection. I conjured him to remember what he owed to his father’s

house, to his own reputation, and to his family, including even this

unreasonable woman herself, who was driving on blindly to her own

destruction. I advised him to form a plan for retrenching superfluous

expence, and try to convince the aunt of the necessity for such

a reformation, that she might gradually prepare her niece for its

execution; and I exhorted him to turn that disagreeable piece of

formality out of the house, if he should find her averse to his

proposal.

Here he interrupted me with a sigh, observing that such a step would

undoubtedly be fatal to Mrs Baynard--‘I shall lose all patience (cried

I), to hear you talk so weakly--Mrs Baynard’s fits will never hurt her

constitution. I believe in my conscience they are all affected: I am

sure she has no feeling for your distresses; and, when you are ruined,

she will appear to have no feeling for her own.’ Finally, I took his

word and honour that he would make an effort, such as I had advised;

that he would form a plan of oeconomy, and, if he found it impracticable

without my assistance, he would come to Bath in the winter, where I

promised to give him the meeting, and contribute all in my power to the

retrieval of his affairs--With this mutual engagement we parted; and I

shall think myself supremely happy, if, by my means, a worthy man, whom

I love and esteem, can be saved from misery, disgrace, and despair.

I have only one friend more to visit in this part of the country, but he

is of a complexion very different from that of Baynard. You have heard

me mention Sir Thomas Bullford, whom I knew in Italy. He is now become

a country gentleman; but, being disabled by the gout from enjoying any

amusement abroad, he entertains himself within doors, by keeping open

house for all corners, and playing upon the oddities and humours of his

company: but he himself is generally the greatest original at his table.

He is very good-humoured, talks much, and laughs without ceasing. I am

told that all the use he makes of his understanding at present, is to

excite mirth, by exhibiting his guests in ludicrous attitudes. I know

not how far we may furnish him with entertainment of this kind, but I am

resolved to beat up his quarters, partly with a view to laugh with

the knight himself, and partly to pay my respects to his lady, a

good-natured sensible woman, with whom he lives upon very easy terms,

although she has not had the good fortune to bring him an heir to his

estate.

And now, dear Dick, I must tell you for your comfort, that you are the

only man upon earth to whom I would presume to send such a longwinded

epistle, which I could not find in my heart to curtail, because the

subject interested the warmest passions of my heart; neither will I make

any other apology to a correspondent who has been so long accustomed to

the impertinence of

MATT. BRAMBLE Sept. 30.

To Sir WATKIN PHILLIPS, Bart. at Oxon.

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