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as often at me, and she did not tremble as she filled No. 216. $ Tea, till she came to the circumstance of Armstrong's Wedneswriting out a piece of Tully for an Opera Tune. Then day,
Nov. 7, she burst out she was exposed, she was deceived, she
1711. was wronged and abused. The Tea-Cup was thrown in the Fire; and without taking Vengeance on her Spouse, she said of me, that I was a pretending Coxcomb, a Medler that knew not what it was to interpose in so nice an Affair as between a Man and his Wife. To which Mr. Freeman, Madam, Were I less fond of you than I am I should not have taken this Way of writing to the SPECTATOR, to inform a Woman whom God and Nature has placed under my Direction with what I request of her, but since you are so indiscreet as not to take the Hint which I gave you in that Paper, I must tell you, Madam, in so many Words, that you have for a long and tedious Space of Time acted a Part unsuitable to the Sense you ought to have of the Subordination in
which you are placed. And I must acquaint you once 2 for all, that the Fellow without ha Tom! (here the : Footman entered and answered Madam) Sirrah don't
you know my Voice ; look upon me when I speak to be you; I say, Madam, this Fellow here is to know of me & my self, whether I am at Leisure to see Company or
not I am from this Hour Master of this House; and my Business in it, and every where else, is to behave my self in such a Manner as it shall be hereafter an Honour to you to bear my Name; and your Pride that you are the Delight, the Darling, and Ornament of a * Man of Honour, useful and esteemed by his Friends
and I no longer one that has buried some Merit in the World, in Compliance to a froward Humour which has grown upon an agreeable Woman by his Indulgence,
Mr. Freeman ended this with a Tenderness in his Aspect and a downcast Eye, which shew'd he was extremely
moved at the Anguish he saw her in; for she sat swelling
with Passion, and her Eyes firmly fixed on the Fire s when I fearing he would lose all again, took upon me to : provoke her out of that amiable Sorrow she was in to E fall upon me; upon which I said very seasonably for s my Friend, that indeed Mr. Freeman was become the
No. 216. common Talk of the Town; and that nothing was so
Freeman had promised to come to such a Place. Upon 1711
which the good Lady turned her_Softness into down right Rage, and threw the scalding Tea-Kettle upon your humble Servant; flew into the Middle of the Room, and cried out she was the unfortunatest of all Women : Others kept Family Dissatisfactions for Hours of Privacy and Retirementi No Apology was to be made to her, DO Expedient to be found, no previous Manner of breaking what was amiss in her ; but all the World was to be acquainted with her Errours without the least Admonition, Mr. Freeman was going to make a softening Speech, but I interposed Look you, Madam, I have nothing to say to this Matter, but you ought to consider you are now past a Chicken; this Humour, which was well enough in a Girl, is unsufferable in one of your Motherly Character. With that she lost all Patience, and flew directly at her Husband's Periwig. I got her in my Arms, and defended my Friend: He making Signs at the same time that it was too much; I beckening, nodding, and frowning over her Shoulder that he was lost if he did not persist In this Manner she flew round and round the Room in a Moment, till the Lady I spoke of above and Servants entered, upon which she fell on a Couch as breathless. I still kept up my Friend; but he, with a very silly Air, bid them bring the Coach to the Door, and we went off, I forced to bid the Coachman drive on We were no sooner come to my Lodgings but all his Wife's Relations came to inquire after him and Mrs. Freeman's Mother Writ a Note, wherein she? thought never to have seen this Day, and so forth
In a Word, Sir, I am afraid we are upon a thing we have not Talents for; and I can observe already my Friend looks upon me rather as a Man that knows a, Weakness of him that he is ashamed of, than one who la has rescued him from Slavery. Mr. SPECTATOR, I am but a young Fellow, and if Mr. Freeman submits, shall be looked upon as an Incendiary, and never gets a Wife as long as I breathe. He has indeed sent Word home he shall lie at Hampstead to Night; but I believe
Fear of the first Onset after this Rupture has too great No. 216.
Wedness 1 a Place in this Resolution. Mrs. Freeman has a very
day, C: pretty Sister, suppose I delivered him up, and articled
Nov. 7, with the Mother for her for bringing him home. If he 1711. has not Courage to stand it, (you are a great Casuist) is it such an ill thing to bring my self off as well as I can? What makes me doubt my Man, is, that I find
he thinks it reasonable to expostulate at least with her, and Captain SENTREY will tell you, if you let your
Orders be disputed you are no longer a Commander,
Thursday, November 8.
SHALL entertain my Reader today with some is the Description of a Club, whether real or imaginary I cannot determine; but am apt to fancy, that the Writer of it, whoever she is, has formed a kind of Nocturnal Orgie out of her own Fancy; whether this be so, or not
, her Letter may conduce to the Amendment of that kind of Persons who are represented in it, and whose Characters are frequent enough in the World.
"Mr. SPECTATOR, In some of your first Papers you were pleased to give the Publick a very diverting Account of several Clubs and nocturnal Assemblies; but I am a Member of a Society which has wholly escaped your Notice: I mean a Club of She-Romps. We take each a Hackney. Coach, and meet once a Week in a large upper Chamber,
which we hire by the Year for that Purpose ; our Landlord and his Family, who are quiet People, con *stantly contriving to be abroad on our Club-night We are no sooner come together than we throw off all
It is no
No. 217. that Modesty and Reservedness with which our Sex Thursday, are obliged to disguise themselves in publick Places. Nov. 8,
I am not able to express the Pleasure we enjoy from 1711,
ten at Night till four in the Morning, in being as
come in our selves, there is one which stands
Your Humble Servant,
Kitty Termagant P.S. We shall Demolish a Prude next Thursday.' Tho' I thank Kitty for her kind Offer, I do not at present find in my self any Inclination to venture my No. 217. Person with her and her romping Companions. I should Thursday, regard my self as a second Clodius intruding on the Nov. 8,
1711 Mysterious Rites of the Bona Dea, and should apprehend s being Demolished as much as the Prude,
The following Letter comes from a Gentleman, whose Taste I find is much too delicate to endure the least - Advance towards Romping, I may perhaps hereafter ox improve upon the Hint he has given me, and make it
the Subject of a whole Spectator in the mean time s take it as it follows in his own Words.
Mr. SPECTATOR It is my Misfortune to be in Love with a young Creature who is daily committing Faults, which though they give me the utmost Uneasiness, I know not how to reprove her for, or even acquaint her with She is pretty, dresses well, is rich, and good humoured, but either wholly neglects, or has no Notion of that which
Polite People have agreed to distinguish by the Name of s Delicacy. After our Return from a Walk the other Day,
she threw her self into an Elbow Chair, and professed
before a large Company, that she was all over in a D
Sweat. She told me this Afternoon that her Stomach aked, and was complaining yesterday at Dinner of something that stuck in her Teeth. I treated her with a Basket of Fruit last Summer, which she eat so very greedily, as almost made me resolve never to see her
In short, Sir, I begin to tremble whenever I see her about to speak or move.
As she does not want Sense, if she takes these Hints, I am happy. If not, I am more than afraid, that these things which shock me even in the Behaviour of a Mistress, will appear insupo portable in that of a Wife.
Yours, &c My next Letter comes from a Correspondent whom $ I cannot but very much value, upon the Account which she gives of herself