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the great Requisite in a Soldier, and Honesty the only Thing that can support a Politician. This Way - of Thinking made the Gentleman of whom I was just now speaking, say, He was glad any one had taken upon him to depreciate such unnatural Fustian as the Tragedy of Alexander. The Character of that Prince indeed was, That he was unequal, and given to Intemperance; but in his sober Moments, when he had warm in his Imagination the Precepts of his great Instructor, he was a Pattern of generous Thoughts and Dispositions, in Oppofition to the strongest Desires which are incident to a Youth and Conqueror. But instead of representing that Hero in the glorious Character of Generosity and Chastity, in his Treatment of the beauteous Family of Darius, he is drawn all along as a Monster of Luft, or of Cruelty; as if the Way to raise him to the Degree of an Hero, were to make his Character as little like that of a worthy Man as possible. Such rude and indigested Draughts of Things are the proper Objects of Ridicute and Contempt, and Depreciating Alexander, as we have him drawn, is the only Way of restoring him to what he was in himself. It is well contrived of the Players to let this Part be followed by a true Picture of Life, in the Comedy called, The Chances, wherein Don John and Conftantia are acted to the utmost Perfection. There necd not be a greater Instance of the Force of Action than in many Incidents of this Play, where indifferent Passages, and such that con-' duce only to the tacking of the Scenes together, are enlivened with such an agreeable Gesture and Behaviour, as apparently thews what a Play might be, tho' it is not wholly what a Play should be.
of Friends to take a journey as far as the Land's End, We were very well pleased with one another the first Day, every one endeavouring to recommend himself by his good Humour and Complaisance to the rest of the Company. This good Correspondence did not last long; one of our Party was sowred the very first Evening by a Plate of Butter which had not been melted to his Mind, and which spoiled his Temper to such a Degree, that he continued upon the Frer to the End of our Journey. A Second fell off from his good Humour the next Morning, for no other Reason that I could imagine, but because I chanced to step into the Coach before him, and place myself on the mady Side. This however was but my own private Guess, for he did not inention a Word of it, nor indeed of any Thing else, for three Days following. The rest of our Company heid out very near Half the Way, when on a sudden Mr. Sprightly fell asleep; and instead of endeavouring to divert and oblige us, as he had hitherto done, carried himself with an unconcerned, careless, drowzy Behaviour, till we came to our last Stage. There were three of us who still held up our Heads, and did all we could to make our Journey agreeable ; but, to my Shame be it spoken, about three Miles on this Side Exeter, I was taken with an unaccountable Fit of Sullenness, that
hung hong upon me for above threescore Miles; whether it were for want of Refpect, or from an accidental Tread upon my Foot, or from a foolih Maid's calling me the old Gentleman, I cannot tell. In short, there was but one who kept his good Humour to the Lind's End.
THERE was another Coach that went along with us, in which I likewise observed, that there were many secret Jealoufies, Heart-burnings, and Animofities: For when we joined Companies at Night, I could not buc take Notice that the Passengers neglected their own Company, and studied how to make themselves esteemed by us, who were altogether Strangers to them; till at length they grew so well acquainted with us, that they liked us as little as they did one another. When I refiect upon this Journey, I often fancy it to be a Picture of Human Life, in respect to the several Friendfhips. Contracts, and Alliances, that are made and disfolved in the several Periods of it. The most delightful and moit lasting Engagements are generally those which pafs between Man and Woman; and yet upon what Trifles are they weakened, or intirely broker? Sometimes the Parties fly asunder even in the Midst of Courtship, and sometimes grow cool in the very Ho. ney Month. Some separate before the first Child, and fome after the fifth ; others continue good till thirty, others till forty, while some few, whose Souls are of an happier Make, and better fitted to one another, travel on together to the End of their journey in a continual Intercourse of kind Offices and mutual Endearments.
WHEN we therefore chuse our Companions for Life, if we hope to keep both them and ourselves in good Humour to the last Stage of it, we must be extreamly careful in the Choice we make, as well as in the Conduct on our Part. When the Persons to whom we join ourselves can stand an Examination, and bear the Scrutiny, when they mend upon our Acquaintance with them, and di'cover new Beauties the more we search into their Characters, our Love will naturally rise in Proportion to their Perfections.
BUT because there are very few possessed of such Accomplithments of Body and Mind, we ought to look
after those Qualifications both in ourselves and others, which are indispenfibly neceflary towards this happy Union, and which are in the l'ower of every one to acquire, or at leait to cultivate and improve. These, in my Opinion, are Chearfulness and Constancy. A chearful Temper joined with Innocence will make Beauty attractive, Knowledge delightful, and Wit good natured. It will lighten Sickness, Poverty, and Ami&tion, convert Ignorance into an amiable Simplicity, and render Deformity itself agreeable.
CONSTANCY is natural to Persons of even Tempers and uniform Difpofitions, and may be acquired by those of the greatest Fickleness, Violence and Pathon, who consider serioully the Terms of Union upon which they come together, the mutual Interest in which they are engaged, with all the Motives that ought to incite their Tenderness and Compaflion towards those who have their Dependance upon them, and are embarked with them for Life in the fame State of Happiness or Misery. Constancy, when it grows in che Mind upon Considerations of this Nacure, becomes a moral Virtue, and a kind of good Nature, that is not tutject to any Change of Health, Age, Fortune, or any of thote Accidents which are apt to unsettle the beit Dispositions, that are founded rather in Constitution than in Reason. Where such a Constancy as this is wanting, the moft inflamed Passion may fall away into Coldness and Indifference, and the moit melting Tenderness deger.erate into Hatred and Aversion. I shall conclude this Paper with a Story that is very well known in the. North of England'.
ABOUT thirty Years ago, a Packet-Boat that had several Passengers on Board was cast away upon a Rock, and in so great Danger of finking, that all who were in it endeavoured to save themselves as well as they could, though only those who could swim well had a bare Polibility of doing it. Among the Pufiengers there were two Women of Fashion, who feeing themselves in fuch a dilconiolate Condition, begged of this luttands not to leave them. One of them choic nther to die with his wife, than to forsake bır; the other, though he was moved with the utmost.
Compaflion Compassion for his Wife, told her, That for the Good of their Children it was better one of them should live, than both perish. By a great Piece of good Luck, next to a Miracle, when one of our good Men had taken the last and long Farewel in order to save himself, and the other held in his Arms the Person that was dearer to him than. Life, the Ship was preserved. It is with a secret Sorrow and Vexation of Mind that I must tell the Sequel of the Story, and let my Reader know, that this faithful Pair who were ready to have died in each other's Arms, about three Years after their Escape, upon some trifling disguft grew to a Coldness at first, and at length fell out to such a Degree, that they left one another, and parted for ever.
The other Couple lived together in an uninterrupted Friendship and Felicity; and what was remarkable, the Husband, whom the Shipwreck had like to have separated from his Wife, died a few Months after her, not being able to survive the Loss of her.
I must confess, there is something in the Changeableness and Inconstancy of Human Nature, that very often both dejects and terrifies me. Whatever I am at present, I tremble to think what I may be. While I find this Principle in me, how can I assure myself that I shall be always true to my God, my Friend, or myfelf? In short, without Constancy there is neither Love, Friendship, or Virtue, in the World,