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22. Monday, March 5. [1716.]

Studiis rudis, sermone barbarus, impetu strenuus, manu promptus,

cogitatione celer. Veil. Paterc.


For the honour of his Majesty, and the safety of his government, we cannot but observe, that those who have appeared the greatest enemies to both, are of that rank of men, who are

commonly distinguished by the title of Fox-hunters. As sey5 eral of these have had no part of their education in cities,

camps, or courts, it is doubtful whether they are of greater ornament or use to the nation in which they live. It would be an everlasting reproach to politicks, should such men be able to overturn an establishment which has been formed by the wisest laws, and is supported by the ablest heads. The wrong notions and prejudices which cleave to many of these country-gentlemen, who have always lived out of the way of being better informed, are not easy to be conceived by a per

son who has never conversed with them. 15 That I may give my Readers an image of these rural States

men, I shall, without farther preface, set down an account of a discourse I chanced to have with one of them some time ago. I was travelling towards one of the remote parts of England,

when about three a-clock in the afternoon, seeing a country20 gentleman trotting before me with a Spaniel by his horse's side,

I made up to him. Our conversation opened, as usual, upon the weather; in which we were very unanimous; having both agreed that it was too dry for the season of the year. My


fellow-traveller, upon this, observed to me, that there had been no good weather since the Revolution. I was a little startled at so extraordinary a remark, but would not interrupt him till he proceeded to tell me of the fine weather they used to have in King Charles the Second's reign. I only answered that I 5 did not see how the badness of the weather could be the King's fault; and, without waiting for his reply, asked him whose house it was we saw upon a rising-ground at a little distance from us. He told me it belonged to an old fanatical cur, Mr. Such a one, You must have heard of him, says he, he's one of the Rump. I knew the Gentleman's character upon hearing his name, but assured him that to my knowledge he was a good Churchman: Ay! says he with a kind of surprize, We were told in the country, that he spoke twice in the Queen's time against taking off the duties upon French claret. This naturally led us in 15 the proceedings of late Parliaments, upon which occasion he affirmed roundly, that there had not been one good law passed since King William's accession to the throne, except the Act for preserving the game. I had a mind to see him out, and therefore did not care for contradicting him. Is it not hard, says he, that honest Gentlemen should be taken into Custody of Messengers to prevent them from acting according to their consciences ? But, says he, what can we expect when a parcel of factious sons of whores He was going on in great passion, but chanced to miss his dog, who was amusing himself 25 about a bush, that grew at some distance behind us. We stood still till he had whistled him up; when he fell into a long panegyrick upon his Spaniel, who seemed indeed excellent in his kind : but I found the most remarkable adventure of his life was, that he had once like to have worried a dissenting- 30 teacher. The master could hardly sit on his horse for laughing all the while he was giving me the particulars of this story, which I found had mightily endeared his dog to him, and as he himself told me, had made him a great favourite among





all the honest Gentlemen of the country. We were at length diverted from this piece of mirth by a post-boy, who winding his horn at us, my companion gave him two or three curses,

and left the way clear for him. I fancy, said I, that post brings 5 news from Scotland. I shall long to see the next Gazette. Sir, says he, I make it a rule never to believe any of your printed

We never see, Sir, how things go, except now and then in Dyer's Letter, and I read that more for the style than the

The man has a clever pen it must be owned. But is it not strange that we should be making war upon Church of England men with Dutch and Swiss soldiers, men of antimonarchical principles ? these foreigners will never be loved in England, Sir; they have not that wit and good-breeding that we have. I

must confess I did not expect to hear my new acquaintance 15 value himself upon these qualifications, but finding him such a

Critick upon foreigners, I asked him if he had ever travelled ; he told me, he did not know what travelling was good for,

but to teach a man to ride the great horse, to jabber French, and to talk against Passive-obedience : to which he added, that he scarce ever knew a traveller in his life who had not forsook his principles, and lost his hunting-seat. For my part, says he, I and my father before me have always been for Passive-obedience, and shall be always for opposing a Prince who makes use of

Ministers that are of another opinion. But where do you intend 25 to inn to night? (for we were now come in sight of the next

town) I can help you to a very good Landlord if you will go along with me. He is a lusty jolly fellow, that lives well, at least three yards in the girt, and the best Church of England

man upon the road. I had a curiosity to see this High-church 30 Inn-keeper, as well as to enjoy more of the conversation of

my fellow-traveller, and therefore readily consented to set our horses together for that night. As we rode side by side through the town, I was let into the characters of all the principal inhabitants whom we met in our way. One was a dog, another





a whelp, another a cur, and another the son of a bitch, under which several denominations were comprehended all that voted on the Whig side in the last election of Burgesses. As for those of his own party, he distinguished them by a nod of his head, and asking them how they did by their christian names. Upon our arrival at the Inn, my companion fetched out the jolly Landlord, who knew him by his whistle. Many endearments, and private whispers passed between them; though it was easy to see, by the Landlord's scratching his head, that things did not go to their wishes. The Landlord had swelled his body to a prodigious size, and worked up his complection to a standing crimson by his zeal for the prosperity of the church, which he expressed every hour of the day, as his customers dropt in, by repeated bumpers. He had not time to go to church himself, but, as my friend told me in my ear, had headed a mob at the pulling down of two or three meetinghouses. While supper was preparing, he enlarged upon the happiness of the neighbouring Shire; For, says he, there is scarce a Presbyterian in the whole county except the Bishop. In short, I found by his discourse that he had learned a great deal of politicks, but not one word of religion, from the Parson of his parish; and, indeed, that he had scarce any other notion of religion, but that it consisted in hating Presbyterians. I had a remarkable instance of his notions in this particular. Upon seeing a poor decrepid old woman pass under the window where we sate, he desired me to take notice of her ; and afterwards informed me, that she was generally reputed a witch by the country people, but that, for his part, he was apt to believe she was a Presbyterian.

Supper was no sooner served in, than he took occasion, from a shoulder of mutton that lay before us, to cry up the plenty of England, which would be the happiest country in the world, provided we would live within our selves. Upon which, he expatiated on the inconveniencies of trade, that carried from us the




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