"It is only from a thorough disregard to himself in such particulars
that a man can act with a laudable sufficiency; his heart is fixed upon
one point in view, and he commits no errors, because he thinks nothing
an error but what deviates from that intention.
"The wild havoc affectation makes in that part of the world which should
be most polite is visible wherever we turn our eyes: it pushes men not
only into impertinencies in conversation, but also in their premeditated
speeches. At the bar it torments the bench, whose business it is to cut
off all superfluities in what is spoken before it by the practitioner,
as well as several little pieces of injustice which arise from the law
itself. I have seen it make a man run from the purpose before a judge,
who was, when at the bar himself, so close and logical a pleader, that
with all the pomp of eloquence in his power, he never spoke a word too
much.
"It might be borne even here, but it often ascends the pulpit itself,
and the declaimer in that sacred place is frequently so impertinently
witty, speaks of the last day itself with so many quaint phrases, that
there is no man who understands raillery but must resolve to sin no
more. Nay, you may behold him sometimes in prayer, for a proper delivery
of the great truths he is to utter, humble himself with so very well
turned phrase, and mention his own unworthiness in a way so very
becoming, that the air of the pretty gentleman is preserved under the
lowliness of the preacher.
"I shall end this with a short letter I wrote the other day, to a very
witty man, overrun with the fault I am speaking of.
"DEAR SIR,--I spent some time with you the other day, and must take
the liberty of a friend to tell you of the insufferable affectation
you are guilty of in all you say and do. When I gave you a hint of
it, you asked me whether a man is to be cold to what his friends
think of him. No; but praise is not to be the entertainment of
every moment. He that hopes for it must be able to suspend the
possession of it till proper periods of life or death itself. If
you would not rather be commended than be praiseworthy, contemn
little merits, and allow no man to be so free with you as to praise
you to your face. Your vanity by this means will want its food. At
the same time your passion for esteem will be more fully gratified;
men will praise you in their actions: where you now receive one
compliment, you will then receive twenty civilities. Till then you
will never have of either, farther than,
"Sir, your humble servant,
"T."
X.
_THE STULTILOQUIST._
"Compress the sum into its solid worth,
And if it weigh the importance of a fly,
The scales are false, or algebra a lie."
COWPER.
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