A Journey from This World to the NextFielding, Henry
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A Journey from This World to the Next
Fielding, Henry
English fiction; Paranormal fiction; Supernatural -- Fiction
I next
mounted through a large painted staircase, where several persons were
depicted in caricatura; and, upon inquiry, was told they were the
portraits of those who had distinguished themselves against the lady
in the lower world. I suppose I should have known the faces of many
physicians and surgeons, had they not been so violently distorted by
the painter. Indeed, he had exerted so much malice in his work, that I
believe he had himself received some particular favors from the lady of
this mansion: it is difficult to conceive a group of stranger figures. I
then entered a long room, hung round with the pictures of women of such
exact shapes and features that I should have thought myself in a gallery
of beauties, had not a certain sallow paleness in their complexions
given me a more distasteful idea. Through this I proceeded to a second
apartment, adorned, if I may so call it, with the figures of old ladies.
Upon my seeming to admire at this furniture, the servant told me with
a smile that these had been very good friends of his lady, and had done
her eminent service in the lower world. I immediately recollected the
faces of one or two of my acquaintance, who had formerly kept bagnios;
but was very much surprised to see the resemblance of a lady of great
distinction in such company. The servant, upon my mentioning this, made
no other answer than that his lady had pictures of all degrees. I was
now introduced into the presence of the lady herself. She was a thin, or
rather meager, person, very wan in the countenance, had no nose and many
pimples in her face. She offered to rise at my entrance, but could not
stand. After many compliments, much congratulation on her side, and
the most fervent expressions of gratitude on mine, she asked me many
questions concerning the situation of her affairs in the lower world;
most of which I answered to her entire satisfaction. At last, with
a kind of forced smile, she said, “I suppose the pill and drop go on
swimmingly?” I told her they were reported to have done great cures.
She replied she could apprehend no danger from any person who was not
of regular practice; “for, however simple mankind are,” said she, “or
however afraid they are of death, they prefer dying in a regular manner
to being cured by a nostrum.” She then expressed great pleasure at the
account I gave her of the beau monde. She said she had herself removed
the hundreds of Drury to the hundreds of Charing-cross, and was very
much delighted to find they had spread into St. James’s; that she
imputed this chiefly to several of her dear and worthy friends, who had
lately published their excellent works, endeavoring to extirpate all
notions of religion and virtue; and particularly to the deserving author
of the Bachelor’s Estimate; “to whom,” said she, “if I had not reason to
think he was a surgeon, and had therefore written from mercenary views,
I could never sufficiently own my obligations.” She spoke likewise
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