NO. 109. THURSDAY, JULY 5

_Abnormis sapiens._

HOR. _Sat._ ii. l. 2. ver. 3.

Of plain good sense, untutor'd in the schools.

I was this morning walking in the gallery when Sir Roger entered at the

end opposite to me, and advancing towards me, said he was glad to meet me

among his relations the De Coverleys, and hoped I liked the

conversation[63] of so much good company, who were as silent as myself. I

knew he alluded to the pictures, and as he is a gentleman who does not a

little value himself upon his ancient descent, I expected he would give

me some account of them. We were now arrived at the upper end of the

gallery, when the Knight faced towards one of the pictures, and, as we

stood before it, he entered into the matter, after his blunt way of

saying things, as they occur to his imagination, without regular

introduction, or care to preserve the appearance of chain of thought.

"It is," said he, "worth while to consider the force of dress; and how

the persons of one age differ from those of another, merely by that only.

One may observe also, that the general fashion of one age has been

followed by one particular set of people in another, and by them

preserved from one generation to another. Thus the vast jetting[64] coat

and small bonnet, which was the habit in Harry the Seventh's time, is

kept on in the yeomen of the guard; not without a good and politic view,

because they look a foot taller, and a foot and an half broader: besides

that the cap leaves the face expanded, and consequently more terrible,

and fitter to stand at the entrances of palaces.

"This predecessor of ours, you see, is dressed after this manner, and his

cheeks would be no larger than mine, were he in a hat as I am. He was the

last man that won a prize in the tilt-yard (which is now a common street

before Whitehall). You see the broken lance that lies there by his right

foot; he shivered that lance of his adversary all to pieces; and bearing

himself, look you, sir, in this manner, at the same time he came within

the target[65] of the gentleman who rode against him, and taking him with

incredible force before him on the pommel of his saddle, he in that

manner rid the tournament[66] over, with an air that showed he did it

rather to perform the rule of the lists, than expose his enemy; however,

it appeared he knew how to make use of a victory, and with a gentle trot

he marched up to a gallery where their mistress sat (for they were

rivals) and let him down with laudable courtesy and pardonable

insolence[67]. I don't know but it might be exactly where the

coffee-house is now.

"You are to know this my ancestor was not only of a military genius, but

fit also for the arts of peace, for he played on the bass-viol[68] as well

as any gentleman at court; you see where his viol hangs by his basket-hilt

sword. The action at the tilt-yard you may be sure won the fair lady, who

was a maid of honour, and the greatest beauty of her time; here she stands

the next picture. You see, sir, my great-great-great-grandmother has on

the new-fashioned petticoat, except that the modern is gathered at the

waist: my grandmother appears as if she stood in a large drum, whereas

the ladies now walk as if they were in a go-cart. For all[69] this lady

was bred at court, she became an excellent country wife, she brought ten

children, and when I show you the library, you shall see in her own hand

(allowing for the difference of the language) the best receipt now in

England both for an hasty-pudding and a white-pot.

"If you please to fall back a little, because it is necessary to look at

the three next pictures at one view: these are three sisters. She on the

right hand, who is so beautiful, died a maid; the next to her, still

handsomer, had the same fate, against her will; this homely thing in the

middle had both their portions added to her own, and was stolen by a

neighbouring gentleman, a man of stratagem and resolution, for he

poisoned three mastiffs to come at her, and knocked down two

deer-stealers in carrying her off. Misfortunes happen in all families:

the theft of this romp and so much money, was no great matter to our

estate. But the next heir that possessed it was this soft gentleman, whom

you see there: observe the small buttons, the little boots, the laces,

the slashes[70] about his clothes, and above all the posture he is drawn

in, (which to be sure was his own choosing;) you see he sits with one

hand on a desk writing and looking as it were another way, like an easy

writer, or a sonneteer: he was one of those that had too much wit to know

how to live in the world; he was a man of no justice, but great good

manners; he ruined everybody that had anything to do with him, but never

said a rude thing in his life; the most indolent person in the world, he

would sign a deed that passed away half his estate with his gloves on,

but would not put on his hat before a lady if it were to save his

country. He is said to be the first that made love by squeezing the hand.

He left the estate with ten thousand pounds debt upon it, but however by

all hands I have been informed that he was every way the finest gentleman

in the world. That debt lay heavy on our house for one generation, but it

was retrieved by a gift from that honest man you see there, a citizen of

our name, but nothing at all akin to us. I know Sir Andrew Freeport has

said behind my back, that this man was descended from one of the ten

children of the maid of honour I showed you above; but it was never made

out. We winked at the thing indeed, because money was wanting at that

time."

Here I saw my friend a little embarrassed, and turned my face to the next

portraiture.

Sir Roger went on with his account of the gallery in the following

manner. "This man" (pointing to him I looked at) "I take to be the honour

of our house, Sir Humphrey de Coverley; he was in his dealings as

punctual as a tradesman, and as generous as a gentleman. He would have

thought himself as much undone by breaking his word, as if it were to be

followed by bankruptcy. He served his country as knight of this shire[71]

to his dying day. He found it no easy matter to maintain an integrity in

his words and actions, even in things that regarded the offices which

were incumbent upon him, in the care of his own affairs and relations of

life, and therefore dreaded (though he had great talents) to go into

employments of state, where he must be exposed to the snares of ambition.

Innocence of life and great ability were the distinguishing parts of his

character; the latter, he had often observed, had led to the destruction

of the former, and used frequently to lament that great and good had not

the same signification. He was an excellent husbandman, but had resolved

not to exceed such a degree[72] of wealth; all above it he bestowed in

secret bounties many years after the sum he aimed at for his own use was

attained. Yet he did not slacken his industry, but to a decent old age

spent the life and fortune which was superfluous to himself, in the

service of his friends and neighbours."

Here we were called to dinner, and Sir Roger ended the discourse of[73]

this gentleman, by telling me, as we followed the servant, that this his

ancestor was a brave man, and narrowly escaped being killed in the civil

wars; "For," said he, "he was sent out of the field upon a private

message, the day before the battle of Worcester." The whim[74] of

narrowly escaping by having been within a day of danger, with other

matters above mentioned, mixed with good sense, left me at a loss whether

I was more delighted with my friend's wisdom or simplicity.

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