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who remains idle in the same place for half a century.
he knew nobody was of quality to 'štir a step till Sir Harry inoved first. We were fixed in this perplexity for some time, till we heard a very loud noise in the street; and Sir Harry asking what it was, I, to make them move, said it was fire. Upon this, all ran down as fast as they could, without order or ceremony, till we got into the street, where we drew up in very good order, and filed off down Sheer Lane; the impertinent Templer driving us before him, as in a string, and pointing to his acquaintance who passed by:
I must confess, I love to use people according to their own sense of good breeding, and therefore whipped in between the Justice and the simple Squire. He could not properly take this ill ; but I overheard him whisper the steward,
" That he thought it hard that a common conjuror should take place of him, though an elder 'squire.” In this order we marched down Sheer-Lane, at the upper end of which I lodge. When we came to Temple-Bar, Sir Harry and Sir Giles got over; but a run of coaches kept the rest of us on this side of the street: however, we all at last landed, and drew up in very good order before Ben. Tooke's shop, who favoured our rallying with great humanity. From hence we proceeded again, till we came to Dick's Coffee-house, where I designed to carry them. Here we were at our old difficulty, and took up the street upon the same ceremony. We proceeded through the entry, and were so necessarily kept in order by the situation, that we were now got into the coffee-house itself, where, as soon as we arrived, we repeated our civilities to each other; after which, we marched
up to the high table, which has an ascent to it enclosed in the middle of the room.
The whole house was alarmed at this entry, made up of persons of so much state and rusticity. Sir Harry called for a mug of ale, and Dyer's Letter. The boy brought the ale in an instant; but said, they did not take in
the Letter. “ No! (said Sir. Harry ;) then take back your mug; we are like indeed to have good liquor at this house.". Here the Templer tipped me a second wiuk; and if I had not looked very grave upon him, I found he was disposed to be very familiar with me. In short, I observed, after a long pause,
that the gentlemen did not care to enter upon business till after their morning draught, for which reason I called for a bottle of mum; and finding that had no effect upon them, I ordered a second, and a third; after which, Sir Harry reached over to me, and told me, in a low voice, “ That the place was too public for business; but he would call upon me again to-morrow morning, at my own lodgings, and bring some more friends with him.'
* Sir Richard Steele assisted in this paper.
No. 88. TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 1, 1709,
From my own Apartment, October 31.
WAS this morning awaked by a sudden shake of the house, and as soon as I had got a little out of my consternation, I felt another, which was followed by two or three repetitions of the same convulsion. I got up as fast as possible, girt on my rapier, and snatched up my hat, when my landlady came up to me, and told me, that the gentlewoman of the next house begged me to step thither; for that a lodger she had taken in was run mad, and she desired my advice; as indeed every body in the whole lane does upon important occasions. I am not like some artists, saucy, because I can be beneficial, but went immediately. Our neighbour told us, she had the day before let her second floor to a very genteel youngish man, who told her, he kept extraordinary good hours, and was generally
at home most part of the morning and evening at study; but that this morning he had, for an hour together, made this extravagant noise which we then heard. I went up stairs, with my
upon the bilt of my rapier, and approached this new lodger's door. I looked in at the key-hole, and there I saw a well-made man looking with great attention on a book, and on a sudden, jump into the air so high, that his head almost touched the ceiling. He came down safe on his right-foot, and again flew up, alighting on his left; then looked again at his book, and holding out his right-leg, put it into such a quivering motion, that I thought he would have shaked it off. He used the left after the same manner; when on a sudden, to my great surprise, he stooped himself incredibly low, and turned gently on his toes.
After this circular motion, he continued bent in that humble posture for some time, looking on his book. After this, he recovered himself with a sudden spring, and flew round the room in all the violence and disorder imaginable, till he made a full pause for want of breath. In this interim my woman asked me, what I thought: I whispered, that I thought this learned person an. enthusiast, who possibly had his first education in the Peripatetic way, which was a sect of philosophers who always studied when walking. But observing him much out of breath, I thought it the best time to master him, if he were disordered, and knocked at his door. I was surprised to find him open it, and say, with great civility, and good mien, That he hoped he had not disturbed us." I believed him in a lucid interval, and desired he would. please to let me see his book. He did so, smiling. I could not make any thing of it, and therefore asked in what language it was writ. He said, “ It was one he studied with great application; but it: was his profession to teach it, and could not communicate his knowledge without a consideration,”
I answered, “That I hoped he would hereafter keep his thoughts to himself; for his meditation this morning had cost me three coffee-dishes, and a clean pipe.” He seemed concerned at that, and told me, • He was a dancing master, and had been reading a dance or two before he went out, wbich had been written by one who taught at an academy in France.” He observed me at a stand, and went on to inform me, That no articulate motions, as well as sounds, were expressed by proper characters; and that there is nothing so common as to communicate a dance by a letter. I beseeched him hereafter to meditate in a ground room, for that otherwise it would be impossible for an artist of any other kind to live near him; and that I was sure, several of his thoughts this morning would have shaken my spectacles off my nose, had I been myself at study.
I then took my leave of this virtuoso, and returned to my chamber, meditating on the various occupations of rational creatures.
No. 90. SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 5, 1709.
-Amoto quæramus seria ludo.
The joining of pleasure and pain together in such devices, seems to me the only pointed thought I ever read which is natural; and it must have proceeded from its being the universal sense and experience of mankind, that they have all spoken of it in the same manner. I have in my own reading remarked an hundred and three epigrams, fifty odes, and ninety-one sentences, tending to this sole purpose.
It is certain, there is no other passion which does produce such contrary effects in so great a degree: