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JENNY DISTAFF CONTINUED-MR. BICKERSTAFF'S ADVICE TO

MARRIED PEOPLE-JENNY'S WEDDING DINNER.

Felices ter, et amplius,

Quos irrupta tenet copula ; nec malis
Divulfus querimoniis
Supremâ citius folvet amor die.

HOR. 1. Op. xiii. 17.

Thrice happy they whom the strong chain of wedlock binds together

in love, undisturbed by jarring complaints, of equal duration with

their life.

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Y sister Jenny's lover, the honest Tranquillus (for that shall be his name), has been impatient with me to dispatch the necessary directions for his marriage When I had reprimanded him

for the ardour wherein he expressed himself ... I told him the day of his nuptials should be on the Saturday following, which was the 8th instant. On the 7th, in the evening, poor Jenny came into my chamber, and having her heart full of the great change of life from a virgin condition to that of a wife, she long fat silent. I saw she expected me to entertain her on this important subject, which was to delicate a circumstance for herself to touch upon, whereupon I relieved her modesty in the following manner : “ Sister,” said I, "you are now going from me, and be contented that

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you leave the company of a talkative old man for that of a sober young one; but take this along with you, that there is no mean in the state you are entering into, but you are to be exquisitely happy or miserable; and your fortune in this way of life will be wholly of your own making.

In all the marriages I have ever seen, most of which have been unhappy ones, the great cause of evil has proceeded from llight occasions; and I take it to be the first maxim in a married condition, that you are to be above trifles. When two persons have so good an opinion of each other as to come together for life, they will not differ in matters of importance, because they think of each other with respect in regard to all things of confideration that may affect them, and are prepared for mutual assistance and relief in such occurrences, but for less occasions they have formed no resolutions, but leave their minds unprepared.

“This, dear Jenny, is the reason that the quarrel between Sir Harry Willit and his lady, which began about her squirrel, is irreconcilable. Sir Harry was reading a grave author ; the runs into his study, and in a playing humour, claps the squirrel upon the folio. He threw the animal in a rage on the floor; she snatches it up again, calls Sir Harry a sour pedant, without good nature or good manners. This cast him into such a rage, that he threw down the table before him, kicked the book round the room, then recollected himself: 'Lord, madam,' said he, “why did you run into such expressions ? I was,' said he, in the highest delight with that author, when you clapped your squirrel upon my book,' and smiling, added upon recollection, • I have a great respect for your favourite, and pray let us all be friends. My lady was so far from accepting this apology, that she immediately conceived a refolution to keep him under for ever, and with a serious air, replied, “There is no regard to be had to what a man says who can fall into fo indecent a rage and such an abject submission in the fame moment, for which I absolutely despise you.' Upon which she rushed out of the room.

Sir Harry staid fome minutes behind to think and command himself, after which he followed her into her bed-chamber, where she was

prostrate upon the bed, tearing her hair, and naming twenty coxcombs who would have used her otherwise. This provoked him to so high a degree, that he forbore nothing but beating her; and all the servants in the family were at their several stations listening, whilst the best man and woman, the best master and mistress, defamed each other in a way that is not to be repeated, even at Billinsgate. You know this ended in an immediate feparation. She longs to return home, but knows not how to do it. He invites her home every day ..

Her husband requires no submission of her; but she thinks her very return will argue she is to blame, which she is resolved to be for ever, rather than acknowledge it.

“Thus, dear Jenny, my great advice to you is, be guarded against giving or receiving little provocations. Great matters of offence I have no reason to fear either from you or your husband.” After this we turned our discourse into a more gay style, and parted ; 'but before we did so, I made her resign her snuff-box for ever, and half drown herself with washing away the stench of the musty.

But the wedding morning arrived, and our family being very numerous, there was no avoiding the inconvenience of making the ceremony and festival more publick than the modern way of celebrating them makes me approve of. The bride next morning came out of her chamber, dressed with all the art and care that Mrs. Toilet, the tire-woman, could bestow on her. She was on her wedding-day, three-and-twenty. Her person is far from what we call a regular beauty, but a certain sweetness in her countenance, an ease in her shape and motion, with an unaffected modesty in her looks, had attractions beyond what symmetry and exactness can inspire without the addition of these endowments. When her lover entered the room, her features Aushed with shame and joy; and the ingenuous manner, fo full of passion and of awe, with which Tranquillus approached to falute her, gave me good omens of his future behaviour towards her. The wedding was wholly under my care. After the ceremony at church, I was resolved to entertain the company with a dinner suitable to the occasion, and pitched upon the Apollo, at the Old Devil at Temple Bar, as a place sacred to mirth, tempered with discretion, where Ben Jonson and his sons used to make their liberal meetings. Here the chief of the Staffian race appeared; and as soon as the company were come into that ample room, Lepidus Wagftaff began to make me compliments for choosing that place, and fell into a discourse upon the subject of pleasure and entertainment, drawn from the rules of Ben's club, which are in gold letters over the chimney, Lepidus has a way very uncommon, and speaks on subjects on which any man else would certainly offend, with great dexterity. He gives us a large account of the publick meetings of all the well-turned minds who had passed through this life in ages past, and closed his pleasing narrative with a discourse on marriage, and a repetition of the following verses out of Milton :

Hail, wedded love ! mysterious law! true source
Of human offspring, sole propriety
In paradise, of all things common elfe.

by thee,
Founded in reason, loyal, jult, and pure,
Relations dear, and all the charities
Of father, son, and brother, first were known.
Perpetual fountain of domestick sweets,
Whofe bed is undefild, and chaste pronounc'd,
Present or past, as faints or patriarchs us’d.
Here love his golden shafts employs ; here lights
His constant lamp, and waves his purple wings :
Reigns here, and revels not in the bought smile,

loveless, joyless, unindeard,
Casual

fruition ; nor in court amours,
Mix’d dance, or wanton mask, or midnight ball,
Or senerade, which the starv'd lover sings
To his proud fair, best quitted with disdain.

In these verses, all the images that can come into a young woman's head on such an occasion are raised, but that in fo chaste and elegant a manner, that the bride thanked him for his agreeable talk, and we sat down to dinner.

Among the rest of the company, there was got in a fellow you call a wag. This ingenuous person is the usual life of all feasts and merriments, by speaking absurdities, and putting every body of breeding and modesty out of countenance. As soon as we sat down, he drank to the bride . . and then made twenty double meanings.

We are the best bred family, for one so numerous, in this kingdom ; and indeed we should all of us have been as much out of countenance as the bride, but that were relieved by an honest rough relation of ours at the lower end of the table, who is a lieutenant of marines. The foldier and the failor had good plain sense, and faw what was wrong as well as another; he had a way

of looking at his plate, and speaking aloud in an inward manner; and whenever the wag mentioned the word . words. the lieutenant in that voice cried, knock him down. The merry man wondering, angry, and looking round, was the diversion of the table. When he offered to recover, and say, to the bride's best thoughts, knock him down, says the lieutenant, and so on. This silly humour diverted, and saved us from the fulsome entertainment of an ill-bred coxcomb, and the bride drank to the lieutenant's health. We returned to my lodging, and Tranquillus led his wife to her apartment, without the ceremony of throwing the stocking,

without any ceremony at all.

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