At his first setting out in life, _fine cloaths_ was his delight. His enquiry was only after the best _taylors_ and _peruke-makers_; and he had no thoughts of excelling in any thing but _dress_. He spared no expence, but carried every nicety to its greatest height. But this happiness not answering his expectations, he left off his _brocades_, put on a plain coat, railed at _fops_ and _beaux_, and gave himself up to _gaming_ with great eagerness. This new pleasure satisfied him for some time; he envied no other way of life. But being by the fate of _play_, drawn into a _duel_, where he narrowly escaped his death, he left off the _dice_, and sought for happiness no longer amongst the _gamesters_. 4. The next thing that seized his wandering imagination, was the diversions of the _town_; and for more than a twelvemonth, you heard him talk of nothing but _ladies_, _drawing-rooms_, _birth-nights_, _plays_, _balls_, and _assemblies_; but growing sick of these, he had recourse to hard _drinking_. He had now many a merry night, and met with stronger joys than any he had felt before. And here he had thoughts of setting up his staff, and looking out no farther; but unluckily falling into a _fever_, he grew angry at all strong liquors, and took his leave of the happiness of being drunk. The next attempt after happiness carried him into the _field_. For two or three years nothing was so happy as _hunting_. He entered upon it with all his soul, and leaped over more _hedges_ and _ditches_ than had ever been known in so short a time. You never saw him but in a _green coat_. He was the envy of all that blow the _horn_, and always spoke to his dogs in great propriety of language. If you meet him at home in a bad day, you would hear him blow his horn, and be entertained with the surprizing accidents of the last _noble chace_. No sooner had _Flatus_ outdone all the world in the breed and education of his _dogs_, built new _kennels_, new _stables_, and bought a new _hunting-seat_, but he got sight of another happiness, hated the senseless noise and hurry of hunting, gave away his dogs, and was for some time after deep in the _pleasures_ of _building_. 5. Now he invents new kinds of _dovecoats_, and has such contrivances in his _barns_ and _stables_, as were never seen before. He wonders at the dulness of the old builders, is wholly bent upon the improvement of _architecture_, and will hardly hang a door in the ordinary way. He tells his friends, that he never was so delighted in any thing in his life; that he has more happiness amongst his _brick_ and _mortar_, than ever he had at _court_: and that he is contriving how to have some little matter to do that way as long as he lives. After this, he was a great _student_ for one whole year. He was up early and late at his _Italian grammar_, that he might have the happiness of understanding the _opera_, and not be like those _unreasonable_ people, that are pleased with they don’t know what.