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But to return to the sparrows; there have been wo many frights of them let loose in this opera, that it is feared the house will never get rid of them; and that in other plays they may make their entrance in very wrong and improper scenes, so as to be seen flying in a lady's bed-chamber, or perching upon a king's throne; besides the inconveniences which the heads of the audience may sometimes suffer from them. I am credibly informed, that there was once a design of casting into an opera the story of Whittington and his cat, and that in order to do it, there had been got together a great quantity of mice; but Mr. Rich, the proprietor of the playhouse, very prudently considered, that it would be impossible for the cat to kill them all, and that consequently the princes of the stage might be as much infested with mice, as the prince of the island was before the cat's arrival upon it; for which reason he would not permit it to be acted in his house. And indeed I cannot blame him : for, as he said very well upon that occasion, I do not hear that any of the performers in our opera pretend to equal the famous pied piper, who made all the mice of a great town in Germany follow his music, and by that means cleared the place of those little noxious animals.
Before I dismiss this paper, I must inform my reader, that I
1 There was a play entered on the books of the stationer's company by Thomas Payner, Feb. 8, 1604. * The History of Richard Whittington, of his home, birthe, and of his great fortune, as yt was plaied by the Prynces Servauntes.' Powel, the puppet-showman, got up a piece upon the same subject (v. No. 14). It may not be unwelcome to young readers to be told that Whittington lived at the latter part of the fourteenth and beginning of the fifteenth century-was a mercer, made a large fortune, was mayor of London four times, and was buried three times in St. Michael's Church, Pater Noster vintry yard.—G.
June 26, 1284. The rats and mice by which Hamelin was infested, were allured, it is said, hy a piper, to a contiguous river, in which they were all drowned.-C.
hear there is a treaty on foot with London and Wise · (who will be appointed gardeners of the playhouse) to furnish the opera of Rinaldo and Armida with an orange-grove; and that the next time it is acted, the singing birds will be personated by tom-tits: the undertakers being resolved. to spare neither pains nor money for the gratification of the audience.
NO. 7. THURSDAY, MARCH 3.
Somnia, terrores magicos, miracula, sagas,
Hor. L. ii. Ep. 2, \ 208.
Going yesterday to dine with an old acquaintance, I had the misfortune to find his whole family very much dejected. Upon asking him the occasion of it, he told me that his wife had dreamt a strange dream the night before, which they were afraid portended some misfortune to themselves or to their children. At her coming into the room, I observed a settled melancholy in her countenance, which I should have been troubled for, had I not heard from whence it proceeded. We were no sooner sat down, but, after having looked upon me a little while, 'My dear, says she, turning to her husband, you may now see the strangar that was in the candle last night.' Soon after this, as they began to talk of family affairs, a little boy at the lower end of the table told her, that he was to go into join-hand on Thursday. “Thurs day!' says she. “No, child, if it please God, you shall not be gin upon Childermas-day; tell your writing master that Friday
· London and Wise were the Queen's gardeners at this time, and jointly soncerned in the publication of a book on gardening -C.
will be soon enough.' I was reflecting with myself on the oddness of her fancy, and wɔndering that any body would establish it as a rule to lose a day in every week. In the midst of these my musings, she desired me to reach her a little salt upon the point of my knife, which I did in such a trepidation and hurry of obedience, that I let it drop by the way; at which she imme diately startled, and said it fell towards her. Upon this I looked very blank; and observing the concern of the whole table, began to consider myself, with some confusion, as a person that had brought a disaster upon the family. The lady, however, recovering herself, after a little space, said to her husband, with a sigh, 'My dear, misfortunes never come single.. My friend, I found, acted but an under part at his table, and being a man of more good-nature than understanding, thinks himself obliged to fall in with all the passions and humours of his yoke-fellow. "Do not you remember, child,' says she, that the pigeon-house fell the very afternoon that our careless wench spilt the salt upon the table?' 'Yes,' says he, My dear; and the next post brought us an account of the battle of Almanza.'' The reader may guess at the figure I made, after having done all this mischief. I dis. patched my dinner as soon as I could, with my usual tacitur. nity; when, to my utter confusion, the lady seeing me quitting my knife and fork, and laying them across one another upou my plate, desired me that I would humour her so far as to take them out of that figure, and place them side by side. What the absurdity was which I had committed I did not know, but I suppose there was some traditionary superstition in it; and therefore, in obedience to the lady of the house, I disposed of my knife and fork, in two parallel lines, which is the figure I shall always lay them in for the future, though I do not know any reason for it.
1 25 April, 1707-in which the allied armies were defeated by the Duke of Berwick with the loss of 12,000 men and all their artillery and baggage-a sad disaste: ir the eyes of an English Whig.-C.
It is not difficult for a man to see that a person has conceived in aversion to him. For my own part, I quickly found, by the lady's looks, that she regarded me as a very odd kind of fellow, with an unfortunate aspect. For which reason I took my
leave immediately after dinner, and withdrew to my own lodgings Upon my return home, I fell into a profound contemplation of the evils that attend these superstitious follies of mankind; how they subject us to imaginary afflictions, and additional sorrows, that do not properly come within our lot. As if the natural calamities of life were not sufficient for it, we turn the most indifferent circumstances into misfortunes, and suffer as much from trifling accidents, as from real evils. I have known the shooting of a star spoil a night's rest; and have seen man in love, grow pale, and lose his åppetite, upon the plucking of a merry.thought. A screech owl at midnight has alarmed a family more than a pand of robbers : nay, the voice of a cricket hatb struck more terror than the roaring of a lion. There is nothing so inconsiderable, which may not appear dreadful to an imagination that is filled with omens and prognostics. A rusty nail, or a crooked pin, shoot up into prodigies.
I remember I was once in a mixt assembly, that was full of noise and mirth, when on a sudden an old woman unluckily observed there where thirteen of us in company. This remark struck a panic terror into several who were present, insomucb that one or two of the ladies were going to leave the room;
but a friend of mine taking notice that one of our female companions was big with child, affirmed, there were fourteen in the
and that, instead of portending one of the company should die, it plainly foretold one of them should be born. Had not my friend found this expedient to break the omen, I question not but half
the women in the company would have fallen sick that very night.
An old maid, that is troubled with the vapours, produces infinite disturbances of this kind among her friends and neighbours. I know a maiden aunt of a great family, who is one of these antiquated Sibyls, that forebodes and prophecies from one end of the year to the other. She is always seeing apparitions, and hearing death-watches; and was the other day almost frighted out of her wits by the great house-dog, that howled in the stable at a time when she lay ill of the tooth-ach. Such an extravagant cast of mind engages multitudes of people, not only in impertinent terrors, but iņ supernumerary duties of life; and arises from that. fear and ignorance which are na
ral to the soul of man. The horror with which we entertain the thoughts of death (or indeed of any future evil), and the uncertainty of its approach, fill a melancholy mind with innumerable apprehensions and suspicions, and consequently dispose it to the observation of such groundless prodigies and predictions. For as it is the chief concern of wise men to retrench the evils of life by the reasonings of philosophy, it is the employment of fools to multiply them by the sentiments of superstition.
For my own part, I should be very much troubled were I endowed with this divining quality, though it should inform me truly of every thing than can befal me. I would not anticipate , the relish of any happiness, nor feel the weight of any misery, before it actually arrives.
I know but one way of fortifying my soul against these gloomy presages and terrors of mind, and that is, by securing to my. self the friendship and protection of that Being who disposes of events, and governs futurity. He sees at one view, the whole thread of my existence; not only that part of it which I have al. ready passed through, but that which runs forward into all the