Thirty-nine Articles, drinks tea with Roderick Random, and goes to bed with Humphry Clinker. She has long had a practice of reading in bed, and while I am fleeping by her fide, and dreaming of the pleafures of a gold chain, fhe is in clofe contest with some hero or other of romance! As this is the cafe, you cannot suppose she had any very violent attachment to me; and although her affections are no longer mine, it is very hard that I can have no fatisfaction. I cannot challenge Pope's Homer for feduction, nor state damages against Tom Jones; and yet if a man deprive me of my wife's affections, what is it to me whether he be dead or alive? Pray, Sir, fay a few good things on this fubject; for as my wife reads your paper, who knows but your advice may have a good effect, and work well for, SIR, Yours to command, GAMALIEL PICKLE. LINE S Written by an Officer (on his being ordered on foreign fervice) to a Lady whofe name was WHITING. SURE Whiting is no fasting dish, I'd rather eat my little fish, Than all their Chriftmas fare. So plump, fo white, fo clean, fo free To swim with thee through life. But Venus, Goddefs of the flood, And furly Mars cries-" D-n your blood, FINI S. |