'You have diverted the town almost a whole month at the expence of the

country, it is now high time that you should give the country their

revenge. Since your withdrawing from this place, the fair sex are run

into great extravagancies. Their petticoats, which began to heave and

swell before you left us, are now blown up into a most enormous concave,

and rise every day more and more: In short, Sir, since our women know

themselves to be out of the eye of the SPECTATOR, they will be kept

within no compass. You praised them a little too soon for the modesty of

their head-dresses; for, as the humour of a sick person is often driven

out of one limb into another, their superfluity of ornaments, instead of

being entirely banished, seems only fallen from their heads upon their

lower parts. What they have lost in height they make up in breadth, and,

contrary to all rules of architecture, widen the foundations at the same

time that they shorten the superstructure.

'I find several speculative persons are of opinion that our sex has of

late years been very saucy, and that the hoop-petticoat is made use of

to keep us at a distance. It is most certain that a woman's honour

cannot be better entrenched than after this manner, in circle within

circle, amidst such a variety of out-works and lines of circumvallation,

A female who is thus invested in whalebone is sufficiently secured

against the approaches of an ill-bred fellow, who might as well think of

Sir _George Etherege_'s way of making love in a tub, as in the

midst of so many hoops.

'Among these various conjectures, there are men of superstitious

tempers, who look upon the hoop-petticoat as a kind of prodigy. Some

will have it that it portends the downfal of the _French_ King, and

observe that the farthingale appeared in _England_ a little before

the ruin of the _Spanish_ monarchy. Others are of opinion that it

fortels battle and bloodshed, and believe it of the same prognostication

as the tail of a blazing star.

'Should this fashion get among the ordinary people, our publick ways

would be so crowded that we should want street-room. Several

congregations of the best fashion find themselves already very much

straitened, and if the mode increase I wish it may not drive many

ordinary women into meetings and conventicles. Should our sex at the

same time take it into their heads to wear trunk-breeches (as who knows

what their indignation at this female treatment may drive them to) a man

and his wife would fill a whole pew.

'You know, Sir, it is recorded of _Alexander the Great_, that in

his _Indian_ expedition he buried several suits of armour, which,

by his direction, were made much too big for any of his soldiers, in

order to give posterity an extraordinary idea of him, and make them

believe he had commanded an army of giants. I am persuaded that if one

of the present petticoats happens to be hung up in any repository of

curiosities, it will lead into the same error the generations that lie

some removes from us, unless we can believe our posterity will think so

disrespectfully of their great-grandmothers, that they made themselves

monstrous to appear amiable.

'When I survey this new-fashioned _Rotunda_ in all its parts, I

cannot but think of the old philosopher, who, after having entered into

an _AEgyptian_ temple, and looked about for the idol of the place,

at length discovered a little black monkey enshrined in the midst of it,

upon which he could not forbear crying out, (to the great scandal of the

worshippers) What a magnificent palace is here for such a ridiculous

inhabitant!

'Though you have taken a resolution, in one of your papers, to avoid

descending to particularities of dress, I believe you will not think it

below you on so extraordinary an occasion, to unhoop the fair sex, and

cure this fashionable tympany that is got among them. I am apt to think

the petticoat will shrink of its own accord at your first coming to

town; at least a touch of your pen will make it contract itself, like

the sensitive plant, and by that means oblige several who are either

terrified or astonished at this portentous novelty, and among the rest,

'Your humble servant, &c.'

C.

No. 128. FRIDAY, JULY 27.

_Concordia discors._

LUCAN. 1. I. v. 98.

Harmonious discord.

Women in their nature are much more gay and joyous than men; whether it

be that their blood is more refined, their fibres more delicate, and

their animal spirits more light and volatile; or whether, as some have

imagined, there may not be a kind of sex in the very soul, I shall not

pretend to determine. As vivacity is the gift of women, gravity is that

of men. They should each of them therefore keep a watch upon the

particular bias which nature has fixed in their mind, that it may not

_draw_ too much, and lead them out of the paths of reason. This

will certainly happen, if the one in every word and action affects the

character of being rigid and severe, and the other of being brisk and

airy. Men should beware of being captivated by a kind of savage

philosophy, women by a thoughtless gallantry. Where these precautions

are not observed, the man often degenerates into a Cynick, the woman

into a coquette; the man grows sullen and morose, the woman impertinent

and fantastical.

By what I have said, we may conclude, men and women were made as

counterparts to one another, that the pains and anxieties of the husband

might be relieved by the sprightliness and good-humour of the wife. When

these are rightly tempered, care and chearfulness go hand in hand; and

the family, like a ship that is duly trimmed, wants neither sail nor

ballast.

Natural historians observe, (for whilst I am in the country I must fetch

my allusions from thence) That only the male birds have voices; that

their songs begin a little before breeding-time, and end a little after;

that whilst the hen is covering her eggs the male generally takes his

stand upon a neighbouring bough within her hearing; and by that means

amuses and diverts her with his songs during the whole time of her

sitting.

This contract among birds lasts no longer than till a brood of young

ones arises from it; so that in the feathered kind, the cares and

fatigues of the married state, if I may so call it, lie principally upon

the female. On the contrary, as in our species the man and woman are

joined together for life, and the main burden rests upon the former,

nature has given all the little arts of soothing and blandishment to the

female, that she may chear and animate her companion in a constant and

assiduous application to the making a provision for his family, and the

educating of their common children. This however is not to be taken so

strictly, as if the same duties were not often reciprocal, and incumbent

on both parties; but only to set forth what seems to have been the

general intention of nature, in the different inclinations and

endowments which are bestowed on the different sexes.

But whatever was the reason that man and woman were made with this

variety of temper, if we observe the conduct of the fair sex, we find

that they choose rather to associate themselves with a person who

resembles them in that light and volatile humour which is natural to

them, than to such as are qualified to moderate and counterbalance it.

It has been an old complaint, that the coxcomb carries it with them

before the man of sense. When we see a fellow loud and talkative, full

of insipid life and laughter, we may venture to pronounce him a female

favourite: Noise and flutter are such accomplishments as they cannot

withstand. To be short, the passion of an ordinary woman for a man is

nothing else but self-love diverted upon another object: She would have

the lover a woman in every thing but the sex. I do not know a finer

piece of satire on this part of womankind, than those lines of Mr.

_Dryden_.

_Our thoughtless sex is caught by outward form,

And empty noise, and loves itself in man._

This is a source of infinite calamities to the sex, as it frequently

joins them to men, who in their own thoughts are as fine creatures as

themselves; or, if they chance to be good-humoured, serve only to

dissipate their fortunes, inflame their follies, and aggravate their

indiscretions.

The same female levity is no less fatal to them after marriage than

before: It represents to their imaginations the faithful prudent husband

as an honest, tractable, and domestick animal; and turns their thoughts

upon the fine gay gentleman that laughs, sings, and dresses so much more

agreeably.

As this irregular vivacity of temper leads astray the hearts of ordinary

women in the choice of their lovers and the treatment of their husbands,

it operates with the same pernicious influence towards their children,

who are taught to accomplish themselves in all those sublime perfections

that appear captivating in the eye of their mother. She admires in her

son what she loved in her gallant; and by that means contributes all she

can to perpetuate herself in a worthless progeny.

The younger _Faustina_ was a lively instance of this sort of women.

Notwithstanding she was married to _Marcus Aurelius_, one of the

greatest, wisest, and best of the _Roman_ emperors, she thought a

common gladiator much the prettier gentleman; and had taken such care to

accomplish her son _Commodus_ according to her own notions of a

fine man, that when he ascended the throne of his father, he became the

most foolish and abandoned tyrant that was Jo ever placed at the head of

the _Roman empire_, signalizing himself in nothing but the fighting

of prizes, and knocking out men's brains. As he had no taste of true

glory, we see him in several medals and statues which are still extant

of him, equipped like an _Hercules_ with a club and a lion's skin.

I have been led into this speculation by the characters I have heard of

a country gentleman and his lady, who do not live many miles from Sir

ROGER. The wife is an old coquette, that is always hankering after the

diversions of the town; the husband a morose rustick, that frowns and

frets at the name of it. The wife is over-run with affectation, the

husband sunk into brutality. The lady cannot bear the noise of the larks

and nightingales, hates your tedious summer days, and is sick at the

sight of shady woods and purling streams; the husband wonders how any

one can be pleased with the fooleries of plays and operas, and rails

from morning to night at essenced fops and tawdry courtiers. The

children are educated in these different notions of their parents. The

sons follow the father about his grounds, while the daughters read

volumes of love-letters and romances to their mother. By this means it

comes to pass, that the girls look upon their father as a clown, and the

boys think their mother no better than she should be.

How different are the lives of _Aristus_ and _Aspasia_? the

innocent vivacity of the one is tempered and composed by the chearful

gravity of the other. The wife grows wise by the discourses of the

husband, and the husband good-humoured by the conversations of the wife.

_Aristus_ would not be so amiable were it not for his

_Aspasia_, nor _Aspasia_ so much esteemed were it not for her

_Aristus_. Their virtues are blended in their children, and diffuse

through the whole family a perpetual spirit of benevolence, complacency,

and satisfaction. C.

No. 129. SATURDAY, JULY 28.

_Vertentem sese frustra sectabere canthum,

Cum rota posterior curras & in axe secundo._

PERS. Sat. v. ver. 71.

Thou, like the hindmost chariot-wheels, art curst

Still to be near, but ne'er to be the first.

DRYDEN.

Great masters in painting never care for drawing people in the fashion;

as very well knowing that the head-dress, or periwig, that now prevails,

and gives a grace to their portraitures at present, will make a very odd

figure, and perhaps look monstrous in the eyes of posterity. For this

reason they often represent an illustrious person in a _Roman_

habit, or in some other dress that never varies. I could wish, for the

sake of my country friends, that there was such a kind of _everlasting

drapery_ to be made use of by all who live at a certain distance from

the town, and that they would agree upon such fashions as should never

be liable to changes and innovations. For want of this _standing

dress_, a man who takes a journey into the country is as much

surprised, as one who walks in a gallery of old family pictures; and

finds as great a variety of garbs and habits in the persons he converses

with. Did they keep to one constant dress they would sometimes be in the

fashion, which they never are as matters are managed at present. If

instead of running after the mode, they would continue fixed in one

certain habit, the mode would some time or other overtake them, as a

clock that stands still is sure to point right once in twelve hours: In

this case therefore I would advise them, as a gentleman did his friend

who was hunting about the whole town after a rambling fellow, if you

follow him you will never find him, but if you plant yourself at the

corner of any one street, I'll engage it will not be long before you see

him.

I have already touched upon this subject in a speculation which shows

how cruelly the country are led astray in following the town; and

equipped in a ridiculous habit, when they fancy themselves in the height

of the mode. Since that speculation I have received a letter (which I

there hinted at) from a gentleman who is now in the western circuit.

'Mr. SPECTATOR,

'Being a lawyer of the _Middle-Temple_, a _Cornishman_ by

birth, I generally ride the western circuit for my health, and as I am

not interrupted with clients, have leisure to make many observations

that escape the notice of my fellow-travellers.

'One of the most fashionable women I met with in all the circuit was my

landlady at _Stains_, where I chanced to be on a holiday. Her

commode was not half a foot high, and her petticoat within some yards of

a modish circumference. In the same place I observed a young fellow with

a tolerable periwig, had it not been covered with a hat that was shaped

in the _Ramilie_ cock. As I proceeded in my journey I observed the

petticoat grew scantier and scantier, and about threescore miles from

_London_ was so very unfashionable, that a woman might walk in it

without any manner of inconvenience.

'Not far from _Salisbury_ I took notice of a justice of peace's

lady, who was at least ten years behindhand in her dress, but at the

same time as fine as hands could make her. She was flounced and

furbelowed from head to foot; every ribbon was wrinkled, and every part

of her garments in curl, so that she looked like one of those animals

which in the country we call a _Friezland_ hen.

'Not many miles beyond this place I was informed, that one of the last

year's little muffs had by some means or other straggled into those

parts, and that all the women of fashion were cutting their old muffs in

two, or retrenching them according to the little model which was got

among them. I cannot believe the report they have there, that it was

sent down franked by a parliament-man in a little packet; but probably

by next winter this fashion will be at the height in the country, when

it is quite out at _London_. The greatest beau at our next

county-sessions was dressed in a most monstrous flaxen periwig, that was

made in King _William_'s reign. The wearer of it goes, it seems, in

his own hair, when he is at home, and lets his wig lie in buckle for a

whole half year, that he may put it on upon occasion to meet the judges

in it.

'I must not here omit an adventure which happened to us in a country

church upon the frontiers of _Cornwall_. As we were in the midst of

the service, a lady who is the chief woman of the place, and had passed

the winter at _London_ with her husband, entered the congregation

in a little head-dress, and a hooped petticoat. The people, who were

wonderfully startled at such a sight, all of them rose up. Some stared

at the prodigious bottom and some at the little top of this strange

dress. In the mean time the lady of the manor filled the area of the

church, and walked up to her pew with an unspeakable satisfaction,

amidst the whispers, conjectures, and astonishments of the whole

congregation.

'Upon our way from hence we saw a young fellow riding towards us full

gallop, with a bob-wig and a black silken bag tied to it. He stopt short

at the coach, to ask us how far the judges were behind us. His stay was

so very short, that we had only time to observe his new silk waistcoat,

which was unbuttoned in several places to let us see that he had a clean

shirt on, which was ruffled down to his middle.

'From this place, during our progress through the most western parts of

the kingdom, we fancied ourselves in in King _Charles_ II.'s reign,

the people having made very little variations in their dress since that

time. The smartest of the country squires appear still in the

_Monmouth_ cock, and when they go a wooing (whether they have any

post in the militia or not) they generally put on a red coat. We were

indeed, very much surprised at the place we lay at last night, to meet

with a gentleman that had accoutred himself in a night-cap wig, a coat

with long pockets and slit sleeves, and a pair of shoes with high

scollop tops; but we soon found by his conversation that he was a person

who laughed at the ignorance and rusticity of the country people, and

was resolved to live and die in the mode.

'_Sir_, If you think this account of my travels may be of any

advantage to the public, I will next year trouble you with such

occurrences as I shall meet with in other parts of _England_. For I

am informed there are greater curiosities in the northern circuit than

in the western; and that a fashion makes its progress much slower into

_Cumberland_ than into _Cornwall_. I have heard in particular,

that the Steenkirk arrived but two months ago at _Newcastle_, and

that there are several commodes in those parts which are worth taking a

journey thither to see.' C.

No. 130. MONDAY, JULY 30.

_Semperque recentes

Convectare juvat praedas, et vivere rapto._

VIRG. AEn. vii. ver. 748.

Hunting their sport, and plund'ring was their trade.

DRYDEN.

As I was yesterday riding out in the fields with my friend Sir ROGER, we

saw at a little distance from us a troop of gipsies. Upon the first

discovery of them, my friend was in some doubt whether he should not

exert the _Justice of the Peace_ upon such a band of lawless

vagrants; but not having his clerk with him, who is a necessary

counsellor on these occasions, and fearing that his poultry might fare

the worse for it, he let the thought drop: But at the same time gave me

a particular account of the mischiefs they do in the country, in

stealing people's goods and spoiling their servants. If a stray piece of

linen hangs upon an hedge, says Sir ROGER, they are sure to have it; if

the hog loses his way in the fields, it is ten to one but he becomes

their prey; our geese cannot live in peace for them; if a man prosecutes

them with severity, his henroost is sure to pay for it: They generally

straggle into these parts about this time of the year; and set the heads

of our servant-maids so agog for husbands, that we do not expect to have

any business done as it should be whilst they are in the country. I have

an honest dairymaid who crosses their hands with a piece of silver every

summer, and never fails being promised the handsomest young fellow in

the parish for her pains. Your friend the butler has been fool enough to

be seduced by them; and though he is sure to lose a knife, a fork, or a

spoon every time his fortune is told him, generally shuts himself up in

the pantry with an old gipsy for above half an hour once in a

twelvemonth. Sweethearts are the things they live upon, which they

bestow very plentifully upon all those that apply themselves to them.

You see now and then some handsome young jades among them: The sluts

have very often white teeth and black eyes.

Sir ROGER observing that I listened with great attention to his account

of a people who were so entirely new to me, told me, that if I would

they should tell us our fortunes. As I was very well pleased with the

Knight's proposal, we rid up and communicated our hands to them. A

_Cassandra_ of the crew, after having examined my lines very

diligently, told me, that I loved a pretty maid in a corner, that I was

a good woman's man, with some other particulars which I do not think

proper to relate. My friend Sir ROGER alighted from his horse, and

exposing his palm to two or three that stood by him, they crumpled it

into all shapes, and diligently scanned every wrinkle that could be made

in it; when one of them, who was older and more sunburnt than the rest,

told him, that he had a widow in his line of life: Upon which the Knight

cried, Go, go, you are an idle baggage; and at the same time smiled upon

me. The gipsy finding he was not displeased in his heart, told him,

after a farther inquiry into his hand, that his true-love was constant,

and that she should dream of him to-night: My old friend cried pish, and

bid her go on. The gipsy told him that he was a bachelor, but would not

be so long; and that he was dearer to somebody than he thought: The

Knight still repeated she was an idle baggage, and bid her go on. Ah,

master, says the gipsy, that roguish leer of yours makes a pretty

woman's heart ache; you have not that simper about the mouth for

nothing--The uncouth gibberish with which all this was uttered, like the

darkness of an oracle, made us the more attentive to it. To be short,

the Knight left the money with her that he had crossed her hand with,

and got up again on his horse.

As we were riding away, Sir ROGER told me, that he knew several sensible

people who believed these gipsies now and then foretold very strange

things; and for half an hour together appeared more jocund than

ordinary. In the height of his good-humour, meeting a common beggar upon

the road who was no conjurer, as he went to relieve him he found his

pocket was picked; that being a kind of palmistry at which this race of

vermin are very dexterous.

I might here entertain my reader with historical remarks on this idle

profligate people, who infest all the countries of _Europe_, and

live in the midst of governments in a kind of commonwealth by

themselves. But instead of entering into observations of this nature, I

shall fill the remaining part of my paper with a story which is still

fresh in _Holland_, and was printed in one of our monthly accounts

about twenty years ago. 'As the _Trekschuyt_ or hackney-boat, which

carries passengers from _Leyden_ to _Amsterdam_, was putting

off, a boy running along the side of the canal desired to be taken in;

which the master of the boat refused, because the lad had not quite

money enough to pay the usual fare. An eminent merchant being pleased

with the looks of the boy, and secretly touched with compassion towards

him, paid the money for him, and ordered him to be taken on board. Upon

talking with him afterwards, he found that he could speak readily in

three or four languages, and learned upon further examination that he

had been stolen away when he was a child by a gipsy, and had rambled

ever since with a gang of those strollers up and down several parts of

_Europe_. It happened that the merchant, whose heart seems to have

inclined towards the boy by a secret kind of instinct, had himself lost

a child some years before. The parents, after a long search for him,

gave him for drowned in one of the canals with which that country

abounds; and the mother was so afflicted at the loss of a fine boy, who

was her only son, that she died for grief of it. Upon laying together

all particulars, and examining the several moles and marks by which the

mother used to describe the child when he was first missing, the boy

proved to be the son of the merchant whose heart had so unaccountably

melted at the sight of him. The lad was very well pleased to find a

father who was so rich, and likely to leave him a good estate; the

father on the other hand was not a little delighted to see a son return

to him, whom he had given for lost, with such a strength of

constitution, sharpness of understanding, and skill in languages.' Here

the printed story leaves off; but if I may give credit to reports, our

linguist having received such extraordinary rudiments towards a good

education, was afterwards trained up in every thing that becomes a

gentleman; wearing off by little and little all the vicious habits and

practices that he had been used to in the course of his peregrinations:

Nay, it is said, that he has since been employed in foreign courts upon

national business, with great reputation to himself and honour to those

who sent him, and that he has visited several countries as a public

minister, in which he formerly wandered as a gipsy. C.

No. 131. TUESDAY, JULY 31.

_Ipsae rursum concedite sylvae._

VIRG. Ecl. x. ver. 63.

Once more, ye woods, adieu.

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