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Sunt bona, funt quadam mediocria, funt mala plura Qua legis Mart.

AM at prefent fitting with a Heap of Letters before me, which I have received under the Charater of SPECTATOR; I have Complaints from Lovers, Schemes from Projectors, Scandal from Ladies, Congratulations, Compliments, and Advice abundance.

I have not been thus long an Author, to be infenfible of the natural Fondness every Perfon must have for their own Productions; and I begin to think I have treated my Correfpondents a little too uncivilly in ftringing them all together on a File, and letting them lye fo long unregarded. I fhall therefore, for the future, think my felf at least obliged to take fome Notice of fuch Letters as I receive, and may possibly do it at the End of every Month.

IN the mean time, I intend my prefent Paper as a fhort Answer to moft of thofe which have been already fent me.

THE Publick however is not to expect I fhould let them into all my Secrets; and though I appear abftrufe to moft People, it is fufficient if I am understood by my particular Correfpondents.

MY Well-wisher Van Nath is very arch, but not quite enough fo to appear in Print.

PHILADELPHUS will, in a little time, fee his Query fully answered by a Treatise which is now in the Prefs.

IT was very improper at that time to comply with

Mr. G.

MISS Kitty muft excuse me,


THE Gentleman who fent me a Copy of Verfes on his Mistress's Dancing, is I believe too thoroughly in Love to compofe correctly.

I have too great a Refpect for both the Universities to praise one at the Expence of the other.

TOM Nimble is a very honeft Fellow, and I defire him to prefent my humble Service to his Cousin Fill Bumper.

I am obliged for the Letter upon Prejudice.

I may in due time animadvert on the Cafe of Grace Grumble.

THE Petition of P. S. granted.

THAT of Sarah Loveit, refused.
THE Papers of A. S. are returned.

I thank Ariftippus for his kind Invitation.

MY Friend at Woodstock is a bold Man, to undertake for all within Ten Miles of him.

I am afraid the Entertainment of Tom Turnover will hardly be relished by the good Cities of London and Westminster.

I must confider further of it, before I indulge W. F. in those Freedoms he takes with the Ladies Stockings. I am obliged to the ingenious Gentleman, who fent me an Ode on the Subject of a late SPECTATOR, and fhall take particular Notice of his last Letter.

WHEN the Lady who wrote me a Letter, dated July the 20th, in relation to fome Paffages in a Lover, will be more particular in her Directions, I fhall be fo in my Answer.

THE poor Gentleman, who fancies my Writings could reclaim an Husband who can abufe fuch a Wife as he describes, has I am afraid too great an Opinion of my Skill.

PHILANTHROPOS is, I dare fay, a very wellmeaning Man, but a little too prolix in his Compofitions

CONSTANTIUS himself must be the best Judge in the Affair he mentions.

THE Letter dated from Lincoln is received.
ARETHUSA and her Friend may hear further

from me.


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CELIA is a little too hafty.

HARRIOT is a good Girl, but must not curtfie to Folks she does not know.

I must ingenioufly confefs my Friend Sampson BentStaff has quite puzzled me, and writ me a long Letter which I cannot.comprehend one Word of.

COLLIDAN muft alfo explain what he means by bis Drigelling.

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I think it beneath my Spectatorial Dignity, to concern my felf in the Affair of the boiled Dumpling.

I fhall confult fome Litterati on the Project fent me for the Discovery of the Longitude.

I know not how to conclude this Paper better, than by inferting a Couple of Letters which are really ge nuine, and which I look upon to be two of the fmarteft Pieces I have received from my Carrefpondents of eiher Sex.

Brother SPEC.

WHILE you are furveying every Object that falls in your way, I am wholly taken up with one. Had that Sage, who demanded what Beauty was, lived to fee the dear Angel I love, he would not have asked fuch a Queftion. Had another feen her, he would himself have loved the Perfon in whom Heaven has made Virtue vifible; and were you your felf to be in her Company, you could never, with all your Loquacity, fay enough of her good Humour and Senfe. I fend you the Outlines of a Picture, which I can no more finish than I can fufficiently admire the dear Original. I am

Your most affectionate Brother,

Conftantio Spec.

Good Mr. Pert.

I Will allow you nothing till you refolve me the following Question. Pray what's the Reason that while you only talk now upon Wednesdays, Fridays, and Mondays, you pretend to be a greater Tatler, ⚫ than


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than when you spoke every Day as you formerly ufed to do? If this be your plunging out of your Taciturnity, pray let the Length of your Speeches compensate for the Scarcenefs of them.

I am,

Good Mr. Pert,

Your Admirer,

if you will be long enough for Me,

Amanda Lovelength,

No 582. Wednesday, August 18.


Tenet infanabile multos

Scribendi Cacoethes


HERE is a certain Diftemper, which is menti oned neither by Galen nor Hippocrates, nor to be met with in the London Difpenfary. Juvenal, in the Motto of my Paper, terms it a Caceethes; which is a hard Word for a Difeafe called in plain English, the Itch of Writing. This Caceethes is as Epidemical as the Small-Pox, there being very few who are not seized with it fome time or other in their Lives. There is, however, this Difference in these two Diftempers, that the firft, after having indifpofed you for a time, never returns again; whereas this I 'am fpeaking of, when it is once got into the Blood, feldom comes out of it. The British Nation is very much afflicted with this Ma lady, and tho' very many Remedies have been applied to Perfons infected with it, few of them have ev proved fuccefsful. Some have been cauterized with Satyrs and Lampoons, but have received little or no Benefit from them; others have had their Heads faftned for an Hour together between a Cleft Board, which is made ufe of as a Cure for the Difeafe when it appears in its greateft Malignity. There is indeed one kind of this Malady which has been fometimes removed, like


the Biting of a Tarantula, with the Sound of a mufical .Inftrument, which is commonly known by the Name of a Cat-Gall. But if you have a Patient of this kind under your Care, you may affure your felf there is no other way of recovering him effectually, but by forbidding him the ufe of Pen, Ink, and Paper.

BUT to drop the Allegory before I have tired it out, there is no Species of Scribblers more offenfive, and more incurable, than your Periodical Writers, whose Works return upon the Publick on certain Days and at ftated Times. We have not the Confolation in the Perufal of these Authors, which we find at the reading of all others, (namely) that we are fure if we have but Patience, we may come to the End of their Labours. I have often admired a homorous Saying of Diogenes, who reading a dull Author to several of his Friends, when every one began to be tired, finding he was almost come to a Blank Leaf at the End of it, cried, Courage, Lads, I fee Land. On the contrary, our Progrefs though that kind of Writers I am now fpeaking of is never at an End. One Day makes Work for another, we do not know when to promife our felves Rest.

IT is a melancholy thing to confider, that the Art of Printing, which might be the greatest Bleffing to Mankind, Thould prove detrimental to us, and that it fhould be made ufe of to fcatter Prejudice and Ignorance through a People, inftead of conveying to them Truth and Knowledge.

I was lately reading a very whimfical Treatife, entitled, William Ramfey's Vindication of Aftrology. This profound Author, among many myftical Paffages, has the following one: The Abfence of the Sun is not the Caufe of Night, forafmuch as his Light is fo great that it may illuminate the Earth all over at once as clear as broad Day, but there are tenebrificous and dark Stars, by whofe Influence Night is brought on, and which do ray out Darkness and Obfcurity upon the Earth, as the Sun does Light.

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I confider Writers in the fame View this fage Aftrologer does the Heavenly Bodies. Some of them are Stars that scatter Light, as others do Darkness. I


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