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tertainment, and by that means at least divert the minds of my female readers from greater trifles. At the same time, as I would fain give fome finithing touches to thote which are already the most beautiful piec:s in human nature, I thall endeavour to point out all those imperfections that are the bleinishes, as well as those virtues which are the embellishments, of the fex. In the mean while I hope these my gentle readers, who have so much time on their hands, ivill not grudge thiowing away a quarter of an hour in a day on this paper, fince they may do it without any hindrance to business.

I know, several of my friends and wellwishers are in great pain for

left I thould not be able to keep up the fpirit of a paper which I oblige mytelf to furniin every day; but to make them easy in this particular, I will promise them faithfully to give it over as foon as I grow dull. This I know will be matter of great raillery to the finall wits, who will frequently put me in mind of my promise, desse me to kcep my word, ailure me that it is high time to give over, with many other little pleasantries of the like nature, which men of a litile finart genius cannot forbear throwing out againt their beit friends, when they have such a handle given them of being witty. But let them remember that I do hereby enter my caveat againit this piece of raillery.


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No. XI.


Dat veniam corvis, vexat censura columbas.


The doves are cenfur'd, while the crows are spared.

ARIETTA is visited by all persons of both sexes

who have any pretence to wit and gallantry: She is in that time of life which is neither affected with the follies of youth or infirmities of age ; and her converfation is fo mixed with gaiety and prudence, that the is agreeable both to the young and old. Her behavi


our is very frank, without being in the least blameable; and as the is out of the track of any amorous or ambitious pursuits of her own, her visitants entertain her with accounts of themse!ves very freely, whether they concern their passions or their interests. I made her a visit this afternoon, having been formerly introduced to the honour of her acquaintance by my friend Will Honeycomb, who has prevailed upon her to admit me sometimes into her assembly as a civil inoffensive man. I found her accompanied with one person only, a common-place talker, who, upon my entrance, arose, and after a very flight civility sat down again; then turning to Arieita, pursued his discourse, which I found was upon the old topic of constancy in love. He went on with great facility in repeating what he talks every day of his life; and with the ornaments of insignificant laughs and gestures, enforced his arguments by quotations out of plays and songs, which allude to the perjuries of the fair, and the general levity of women. Methought he strove to fine more than ordinary in his talkative way, that he might insult my filence, and diftinguish himself before a woman of Arietta's taste and understanding. She had often an inclination to interrupt him, but could find no opportunity, till the larum ceased of itself; which it did not till he had repeated and murdered the celebrated story of the Ephesian Matron.

Arietta seemed to regard this piece of raillery as an outrage done to her sex; as indeed I have always obferved that women, whether out of a nicer regard to their honour, or what other reason I cannot tell, are more fenfibly touched with those general aspersions which are cast upon their sex, than men are by what is said of theirs.

When she had a little recovered herself from the seri. ous anger the was in, the replied in the following man


Sir, When I consider how perfectly new all you have said on this subject is, and that the story you have given us is not quite two thoufand years old, I cannot but think it a piece of presumption to dispute with you; but your quotations put me in inind of the fable of the

Lion and the Man. The man walking with that noble animal, therved liim, in the oftentation of human fuperioritv, a sign of a man killing a lion. Upon which the lion fad very juftly, “ We lions are none of us

painters, else we could thew a hundred men killed by as lions, for one liun killed by a man.” You men are writers, and can represent us ivomen as unbecoining as you please in your ivorks, while we are unable to return the injury. You have twice or thrice observed in your discourse, that hypocrity is the very foundation of our education, and that an ability to dilemble cur af. fecuions is a prof lied part of our breeding. These, and fuch other reflections, are firinkled up and down the writings of all ages, by authors who leave behind them memorials of their rescnument against the foors of particular woinen, in invectives against the whole sex. Such a writer, I doubt not, was the celebrated Perronius, who insented the pleasant aggravations of the frailty of the Ephetian Lady; but when we consider this question between the sexes, which lias been either a point of dispute or raillerv ever fince there were mea and vomen, let us take faits from plain people, and from such as have not either anbition or capacity to embellish their narrations with any beauties of imagination. I was the other day am using myself with Lynn's account of Barvadoes; and in answer to your well-vrought tale, I will give you (as it dwells upon my memory, out of that honest traveller, in his fifty-fifth page, the history of Inkle and Yarico.

Mr. Thomas Iukle, of London, aged twenty years, emla: ked in the Downs on the good ship called the Achilles, bound for the Wet Indies, on the 16th of June, 1647, in order to improve his fortune hy trade and merchandize. Our adventurer was the third fon of an eminent citizen, who had taken particular care to instill into his mind an early love of gain, by making him a perfect malier of numbers, anit consequently giving him a quick view of loss and advantage, and preventing the natural impulses of his passions, by prepolicifion towards his interests. With a mind thus


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turned, young Inkle had a person every way agreeable, a ruddy vigour in his countenance, strength in his limbs, with ringlets of fair hair loosely flowing on his shoulders. It happened, in the course of the voyage, that the Achilles, in foine distress, put into a creek on the main of America, in search of provisions. The youth, who is the hero of my story, among others, went afhore on this occasion. From their firit landing they were observed by a party of Indians, who hid themselves in the woods for that purpose. The English unadvisedly marched a great distance from the shore into the country, and were intercepted by the natives, who New the greatest number of them. Our adventurer escaped, among others, by flying into a forest. Upon his coming into a remote and pathless part of the wood, he threw hinself, tired and breathlefs, on a little hillock, when an Indian maid rushed from a thicket behind him. After the first surprise, they appeared mutually agreeable to each other. If the European was highly charmed with the limbs, features, and wild graces of the naked American, the American was no less taken with the dress, complexion, and thape of an European, covered from head to foot. The Indian grew immediately enamoured of him, and consequently foli. citous for his preservation. She therefore conveyed him to a cave, where she gave him a delicious repast of fruits, and led him to a stream to slake his thirst. In the midst of these good offices, she would fometimes play with his hair, and delight in the opposition of its colour to that of her fingers; then open his bosom, then laugh at him for covering it. She was, it seems, a perfon of diftinction, for the every day came to him in a different dress, of the most beautiful shells, bugles, and bredes, She likewise brought him a great many spoils, which her other:lovers had presented to her; fo that his cave was richly adorned with all the spotted skins of beasts, and most party-coloured feathers of fowls, which that world afforded.' To make his confinement more tolerable, she would carry him in the duík of the evening, or by the favour of the moon-light, to unfrequented groves and folitudes, and shew himn where to lie down in safety, and


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sleep amidst the falls of waters, and melody of nightin. gales. Her part was to watch and hold him awake in her arms, for fear of her countrymen; and awake him on occalions to coníult his safety. In this manner did the lovers pass away their time, till they had learned a language of their own, in which the vovager c mmunicated to his mistress how happy he should be to have her in his own country, where the thould be clothed in such fiiks as his waistcoat was made of, and be carried in houses drawn by horses, without being exposed to wind and weather. All this he promised her the enjoyment of, without such fears and alarms as they were tormented with. In this tender correspondence these lovers lived for several months, when Yarico, instructed by her lover, discovered a vessel on the coast, to which she made sige nals; and in the night, with the utmolt joy and satisfaction, accompanied him to a ship's crew of his countrymen, bound for Barbadoes. When a vellct from the main arrives in that island, it seems the planters come down to the shore, where there is an immediate market of the Indians and other Naves, as with us of hories and oxen.

To be short, Mr. Thomas Inkle, now coming into English territories, began serioully to refcet upon his loss of time, and to weigh with himníelf how many days interest of his money he had lot during his stay with Yarico. This thought made the young man very pensive, and careful what account he should be able to give his friends of his voyage. Upon which consideration, the prudent and frugal young man fold Yarico to a Barbadian merchant; notwithstanding the poor girl, to commiserate her condition, told him that she was with child by hiin; but he only macie use of that information, to rise in his demands upon the purchaser.

I was so touched with this story (which I think should be always a counterpart to the Ephesian Matron) that I left the room with tears in my eyes; which a woman of Arietta's gond lense did, I am sure, take for greater applause than any compliments I could make her. R.

No. XII.

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