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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: An Apology for the Life of Mrs. Shamela Andrews + +Author: Conny Keyber + +Release Date: January 14, 2010 [EBook #30962] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: UTF-8 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK APOLOGY FOR LIFE OF MRS. SHAMELA ANDREWS *** + + + + +Produced by Michael Roe and the Online Distributed +Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net (This book was +produced from scanned images of public domain material +from the Google Print project.) + + + + + + +</pre> + +<h1> +<a name="preface1"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 1]</span> +<a name="chapter1"></a> +AN<br /> +APOLOGY<br /> +FOR THE<br /> +LIFE<br /> +OF<br /> +Mrs. <span class="smcap">Shamela Andrews</span>.<br /> +</h1> +<p class="titlelast"> +(Price One Shilling and Six-Pence)<br /> +<a name="preface2"></a> +<a name="preface3"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 3]</span> +</p> +<h1> +<a name="chapter2"></a> +AN<br /> +APOLOGY<br /> +FOR THE<br /> +LIFE<br /> +OF<br /> +Mrs. <span class="smcap">Shamela Andrews</span>.<br /> +</h1> +<p> +In which, the many notorious <span class="smcap">Falshoods</span> and +<span class="smcap">Misreprsentations</span> of a Book called +</p> +<p class="titlecenter"> +<i>PAMELA</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p> +Are exposed and refuted; and all the matchless +<span class="smcap">Arts</span> of that young Politician, set in a true and +just Light. +</p> +<p class="titlecenter"> +Together with<br /> +</p> +<p> +A full Account of all that passed between her +and Parson <i>Arthur Williams</i>; whose Character is +represented in a manner something different from +that which he bears in <i>PAMELA</i>. The +whole being exact Copies of authentick Papers +delivered to the Editor. +</p> +<p class="titlecenter"> +Necessary to be had in all <span class="smcap">Families</span>.<br /> +</p> +<p class="titlecenter"> +By Mr. <i>CONNY KEYBER</i>.<br /> +</p> +<p class="titlecenter"> +<i>LONDON</i>:<br /> +</p> +<p class="titlelast"> +Printed for A. Dodd, at the <i>Peacock</i>, without <i>Temple-bar</i>.<br /> +M. DCC. XLI.<br /> +<a name="preface4"></a> +<a name="preface5"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 5]</span> +</p> +<p class="figure"> +<img src="images/j005.jpg" width="380" height="132" alt="decoration" /> +</p> +<h2> +<a name="chapter3"></a> +To Miss <i>Fanny</i>, <i>&c.</i> +</h2> +<p class="nowrap"> +<span class="smcap">Madam,</span><br /> +</p> +<p> +It will be naturally expected, +that when I write the +Life of <i>Shamela</i>, I should +dedicate it to some young +Lady, whose Wit and Beauty +might be the proper Subject +of a Comparison with the Heroine +of my Piece. This, +<a name="preface6"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 6]</span> +those, who see I have done it +in prefixing your Name to my +Work, will much more confirmedly +expect me to do; +and, indeed, your Character +would enable me to run some +Length into a Parallel, tho' +you, nor any one else, are at +all like the matchless <i>Shamela</i>. +</p> +<p> +You see, Madam, I have some +Value for your Good-nature, +when in a Dedication, which is +properly a Panegyrick, I speak +against, not for you; but I remember +it is a Life which I +am presenting you, and why +should I expose my Veracity +<a name="preface7"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 7]</span> +to any Hazard in the +Front of the Work, considering +what I have done in the +Body. Indeed, I wish it was +possible to write a Dedication, +and get any thing by it, +without one Word of Flattery; +but since it is not, come +on, and I hope to shew my +Delicacy at least in the Compliments +I intend to pay you. +</p> +<p> +<i>First</i>, then, Madam, I must +tell the World, that you have +tickled up and brightned many +Strokes in this Work by +your Pencil. +<a name="preface8"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 8]</span> +</p> +<p> +<i>Secondly</i>, You have intimately +conversed with me, one +of the greatest Wits and Scholars +of my Age. +</p> +<p> +<i>Thirdly</i>, You keep very +good Hours, and frequently +spend an useful Day before others +begin to enjoy it. This +I will take my Oath on; for +I am admitted to your Presence +in a Morning before other +People's Servants are up; +when I have constantly found +you reading in good Books; +and if ever I have drawn you +upon me, I have always felt +you very heavy. +<a name="preface9"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 9]</span> +</p> +<p> +<i>Fourthly</i>, You have a Virtue +which enables you to rise +early and study hard, and that +is, forbearing to over-eat yourself, +and this in spite of all +the luscious Temptations of +Puddings and Custards, exciting +the Brute (as Dr. <i>Woodward</i> +calls it) to rebel. This +is a Virtue which I can greatly +admire, though I much +question whether I could imitate +it. +</p> +<p> +<i>Fifthly</i>, A Circumstance +greatly to your Honour, that +by means of your extraordinary +Merit and Beauty; you was +<a name="preface10"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 10]</span> +carried into the Ball-Room at +the <i>Bath</i>, by the discerning +Mr. <i>Nash</i>; before the Age +that other young Ladies generally +arrived at that Honour, +and while your Mamma +herself existed in her perfect +Bloom. Here you was observed +in Dancing to balance +your Body exactly, and to +weigh every Motion with the +exact and equal Measure of +Time and Tune; and though +you sometimes made a false +Step, by leaning too much to +one Side; yet every body said +you would one time or other, +dance perfectly well, and uprightly. +<a name="preface11"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 11]</span> +</p> +<p> +<i>Sixthly</i>, I cannot forbear +mentioning those pretty little +Sonnets, and sprightly Compositions, +which though they +came from you with so much +Ease, might be mentioned to +the Praise of a great or grave +Character. +</p> +<p> +And now, Madam, I have +done with you; it only remains +to pay my Acknowledgments +to an Author, whose +Stile I have exactly followed +in this Life, it being the properest +for Biography. The +Reader, I believe, easily +guesses, I mean <i>Euclid's Elements</i>; +<a name="preface12"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 12]</span> +it was <i>Euclid</i> who +taught me to write. It is +you, Madam, who pay me +for Writing. Therefore I am +to both, +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>A most Obedient, and</i><br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>obliged humble Servant</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +Conny Keyber.<br /> +<a name="preface13"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 13]</span> +</p> +<p class="figure"> +<img src="images/j013.jpg" width="363" height="139" alt="decoration" /> +</p> +<h2> +<a name="chapter4"></a> +LETTERS<br /> +TO THE<br /> +EDITOR.<br /> +</h2> +<h3> +The <span class="smcap">Editor</span> to <i>Himself</i>. +</h3> +<p class="nowrap"> +<i>Dear SIR</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p> +However you came by the excellent +<i>Shamela</i>, out with it, without Fear or +Favour, Dedication and all; believe me, it +will go through many Editions, be translated +into all Languages, read in all Nations and +Ages, and to say a bold Word, it will do more +good than the <i>C——y</i> have done harm in the +World, +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>I am, Sir,</i><br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Sincerely your Well-wisher</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +Yourself.<br /> +<a name="preface14"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 14]</span> +</p> +<p class="figure"> +<img src="images/j014.jpg" width="405" height="43" alt="decoration" /> +</p> +<h3> +<a name="section4_2"></a> +<span class="smcap">John Puff</span>, <i>Esq; to the</i> <span class="smcap">Editor</span>. +</h3> +<p class="nowrap"> +<i>SIR</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p> +I have read your <i>Shamela</i> through and +through, and a most inimitable Performance +it is. Who is he, what is he that could write +so excellent a Book? he must be doubtless most +agreeable to the Age, and to <i>his Honour</i> himself; +for he is able to draw every thing to +Perfection but Virtue. Whoever the Author +be, he hath one of the worst and most fashionable +Hearts in the World, and I would recommend +to him, in his next Performance, to undertake +the Life of <i>his Honour</i>. For he who +drew the Character of Parson <i>Williams</i>, is equal +to the Task; nay he seems to have little more +to do than to pull off the Parson's Gown, and +<i>that</i> which makes him so agreeable to <i>Shamela</i>, +and the Cap will fit. +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>I am, Sir,</i><br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your humble Servant</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<span class="smcap">John Puff</span>.<br /> +<a name="preface15"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 15]</span> +</p> +<p> +<i>Note</i>, Reader, several other <span class="smcap">commendatory +Letters</span> and <span class="smcap">Copies of Verses</span> +will be prepared against the <span class="smcap">next Edition</span>. +</p> +<p class="figure"> +<img src="images/j015.jpg" width="215" height="163" alt="decoration" /> + +<a name="page1"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 1]</span> +</p> +<p class="figure"> +<img src="images/i001.jpg" width="395" height="127" alt="decoration" /> +</p> +<h2> +<a name="chapter5"></a> +AN<br /> +APOLOGY<br /> +For the LIFE of<br /> +Mrs. <span class="smcap">Shamela Andrews</span>.<br /> +</h2> +<h3> +<i>Parson</i> <span class="smcap">Tickletext</span> <i>to Parson</i> <span class="smcap">Oliver</span>. +</h3> +<p class="nowrap"> +<i>Rev. SIR</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p> +Herewith I transmit you a Copy +of sweet, dear, pretty <i>Pamela</i>, a little +Book which this Winter hath produced, +of which, I make no doubt, you have +already heard mention from some of your Neighbouring +Clergy; for we have made it our common +Business here, not only to cry it up, but to preach +it up likewise: The Pulpit, as well as the Coffee-house, +hath resounded with its Praise, and it is +expected shortly, that his L—p will recommend +it in a —— Letter to our whole Body. +<a name="page2"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 2]</span> +</p> +<p> +And this Example, I am confident, will be +imitated by all our Cloth in the Country: For +besides speaking well of a Brother, in the Character +of the Reverend Mr. <i>Williams</i>, the useful +and truly religious Doctrine of <i>Grace</i> is every +where inculcated. +</p> +<p> +This Book is the “<span class="smcap">Soul</span> of <i>Religion</i>, Good-Breeding, +Discretion, Good-Nature, Wit, +Fancy, Fine Thought, and Morality. There +is an Ease, a natural Air, a dignified Simplicity, +and <span class="smcap">Measured Fullness</span> in it, that +<span class="smcap">resembling Life, out-glows it</span>. The +Author hath reconciled the <i>pleasing</i> to the <i>proper</i>; +the Thought is every where exactly +cloathed by the Expression; and becomes its +Dress as <i>roundly</i> and as close as <i>Pamela</i> her +Country Habit; or <i>as she doth her no Habit</i>, +when modest Beauty seeks to hide itself, by +casting off the Pride of Ornament, and displays +itself without any Covering;” which it +frequently doth in this admirable Work, and presents +Images to the Reader, which the coldest +Zealot cannot read without Emotion. +</p> +<p> +For my own Part (and, I believe, I may say +the same of all the Clergy of my Acquaintance) +“I have done nothing but read it to others, and +hear others again read it to me, ever since it +came into my Hands; and I find I am like to +do nothing else, for I know not how long yet +to come: because if I lay the Book down <i>it +comes after me</i>. When it has dwelt all Day +long upon the Ear, it takes Possession all +Night of the Fancy. It hath Witchcraft in +every Page of it.——Oh! I feel an Emotion +even while I am relating this: Methinks I +see <i>Pamela</i> at this Instant, with all the Pride of +Ornament cast off. +<a name="page3"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 3]</span> +</p> +<p> +“Little Book, charming <i>Pamela</i>, get thee +gone; face the World, in which thou wilt +find nothing like thyself.” Happy would it +be for Mankind, if all other Books were burnt, +that we might do nothing but read thee all Day, +and dream of thee all Night. Thou alone art +sufficient to teach us as much Morality as we +want. Dost thou not teach us to pray, to sing +Psalms, and to honour the Clergy? Are not +these the whole Duty of Man? Forgive me, O +Author of <i>Pamela</i>, mentioning the Name of a +Book so unequal to thine: But, now I think of +it, who is the Author, where is he, what is he, +that hath hitherto been able to hide such an encircling, +all-mastering Spirit, “he possesses every +Quality that Art could have charm'd by: yet +hath lent it to and concealed it in Nature. +The Comprehensiveness of his Imagination +must be truly prodigious! It has stretched out +this diminutive mere Grain of Mustard-seed +(a poor Girl's little, <i>&c.</i>) into a Resemblance +of that Heaven, which the best of good Books +has compared it to.” +</p> +<p> +To be short, this Book will live to the Age of +the Patriarchs, and like them will carry on the +good Work many hundreds of Years hence, +among our Posterity, who will not <span class="allsmcap">HESITATE</span> +their Esteem with Restraint. If the <i>Romans</i> +granted Exemptions to Men who begat a <i>few</i> +Children for the Republick, what Distinction (if +Policy and we should ever be reconciled) should +we find to reward this Father of Millions, which +are to owe Formation to the future Effect of his +Influence.——I feel another Emotion. +</p> +<p> +As soon as you have read this yourself five or +six Times over (which may possibly happen +within a Week) I desire you would give it to +<a name="page4"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 4]</span> +my little God-Daughter, as a Present from me. +This being the only Education we intend henceforth +to give our Daughters. And pray let your +Servant-Maids read it over, or read it to them. +Both your self and the neighbouring Clergy, will +supply yourselves for the Pulpit from the Book-sellers, +as soon as the fourth Edition is published. +I am, +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Sir,</i><br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your most humble Servant</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<span class="smcap">Tho. Tickletext</span>.<br /> +</p> +<h3> +<a name="section5_2"></a> +<i>Parson</i> <span class="smcap">Oliver</span> <i>to Parson</i> <span class="smcap">Tickletext</span>. +</h3> +<p class="nowrap"> +<i>Rev. SIR</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p> +I Received the Favour of yours with the inclosed +Book, and really must own myself sorry, +to see the Report I have heard of an epidemical +Phrenzy now raging in Town, confirmed +in the Person of my Friend. +</p> +<p> +If I had not known your Hand, I should, +from the Sentiments and Stile of the Letter, have +imagined it to have come from the Author of +the famous Apology, which was sent me last +Summer; and on my reading the remarkable Paragraph +of <i>measured Fulness, that resembling Life +out-glows it</i>, to a young Baronet, he cry'd out, +<i>C——ly C——b—r</i> by G——. But I have since +observed, that this, as well as many other Expressions +in your Letter, was borrowed from those +remarkable Epistles, which the Author, or the +<a name="page5"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 5]</span> +Editor hath prefix'd to the second Edition which +you send me of his Book. +</p> +<p> +Is it possible that you or any of your Function +can be in earnest, or think the Cause of Religion, +or Morality, can want such slender Support? God +forbid they should. As for Honour to the +Clergy, I am sorry to see them so solicitous about +it; for if worldly Honour be meant, it is what +their Predecessors in the pure and primitive Age, +never had or sought. Indeed the secure Satisfaction +of a good Conscience, the Approbation of +the Wise and Good, (which, never were or will +be the Generality of Mankind) and the extatick +Pleasure of contemplating, that their Ways are +acceptable to the Great Creator of the Universe, +will always attend those, who really deserve +these Blessings: But for worldly Honours, they +are often the Purchase of Force and Fraud, we +sometimes see them in an eminent Degree possessed +by Men, who are notorious for Luxury, Pride, +Cruelty, Treachery, and the most abandoned +Prostitution; Wretches who are ready to invent +and maintain Schemes repugnant to the Interest, +the Liberty, and the Happiness of Mankind, +not to supply their Necessities, or even Conveniencies, +but to pamper their Avarice and Ambition. +And if this be the Road to worldly Honours, +God forbid the Clergy should be even +suspected of walking in it. +</p> +<p> +The History of <i>Pamela</i> I was acquainted with +long before I received it from you, from my +Neighbourhood to the Scene of Action. Indeed +I was in hopes that young Woman would +have contented herself with the Good-fortune she +hath attained; and rather suffered her little Arts +to have been forgotten than have revived their +Remembrance, and endeavoured by perverting +<a name="page6"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 6]</span> +and misrepresenting Facts to be thought to deserve +what she now enjoys: for though we do +not imagine her the Author of the Narrative itself, +yet we must suppose the Instructions were +given by her, as well as the Reward, to the Composer. +Who that is, though you so earnestly require +of me, I shall leave you to guess from that +<i>Ciceronian</i> Eloquence, with which the Work +abounds; and that excellent Knack of making +every Character amiable, which he lays his hands +on. +</p> +<p> +But before I send you some Papers relating to +this Matter, which will set <i>Pamela</i> and some +others in a very different Light, than that in +which they appear in the printed Book, I must +beg leave to make some few Remarks on the +Book itself, and its Tendency, (admitting it to +be a true Relation,) towards improving Morality, +or doing any good, either to the present Age, or +Posterity: which when I have done, I shall, I +flatter myself, stand excused from delivering it, +either into the hands of my Daughter, or my +Servant-Maid. +</p> +<p> +The Instruction which it conveys to Servant-Maids, +is, I think, very plainly this, To look +out for their Masters as sharp as they can. The +Consequences of which will be, besides Neglect +of their Business, and the using all manner of +Means to come at Ornaments of their Persons, +that if the Master is not a Fool, they will be debauched +by him; and if he is a Fool, they will +marry him. Neither of which, I apprehend, +my good Friend, we desire should be the Case +of our Sons. +</p> +<p> +And notwithstanding our Author's Professions +of Modesty, which in my Youth I have heard at +<a name="page7"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 7]</span> +the Beginning of an Epilogue, I cannot agree +that my Daughter should entertain herself with +some of his Pictures; which I do not expect to +be contemplated without Emotion, unless by one +of my Age and Temper, who can see the Girl +lie on her Back, with one Arm round Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i> +and the other round the Squire, naked in Bed, +with his Hand on her Breasts, <i>&c.</i> with as much +Indifference as I read any other Page in the whole +Novel. But surely this, and some other Descriptions, +will not be put into the hands of his +Daughter by any wise Man, though I believe it +will be difficult for him to keep them from her; +especially if the Clergy in Town have cried and +preached it up as you say. +</p> +<p> +But, my Friend, the whole Narrative is such +a Misrepresentation of Facts, such a Perversion +of Truth, as you will, I am perswaded, agree, +as soon as you have perused the Papers I now inclose +to you, that I hope you or some other well-disposed +Person, will communicate these Papers +to the Publick, that this little Jade may not impose +on the World, as she hath on her Master. +</p> +<p> +The true name of this Wench was <span class="smcap">Shamela</span>, +and not <i>Pamela</i>, as she stiles herself. Her Father +had in his Youth the Misfortune to appear +in no good Light at the <i>Old-Bailey</i>; he afterwards +served in the Capacity of a Drummer in +one of the <i>Scotch</i> Regiments in the <i>Dutch</i> Service; +where being drummed out, he came over +to <i>England</i>, and turned Informer against several +Persons on the late Gin-Act; and becoming acquainted +with an Hostler at an Inn, where a <i>Scotch</i> +Gentleman's Horses stood, he hath at last by his Interest +obtain'd a pretty snug Place in the <i>Custom-house</i>. +Her Mother sold Oranges in the Play-House; +<a name="page8"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 8]</span> +and whether she was married to her Father or +no, I never could learn. +</p> +<hr /> +<p> +After this short Introduction, the rest of her +History will appear in the following Letters, +which I assure you are authentick. +</p> +<p> +<a name="section5_3"></a> +<img src="images/i008.jpg" width="174" height="132" alt="decoration" /> + +<a name="page9"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 9]</span> +</p> +<h2> +<a name="chapter6"></a> +LETTER I. +</h2> +<h3> +<span class="smcap">Shamela Andrews</span> <i>to Mrs.</i> <span class="smcap">Henrietta +Maria Honora Andrews</span> <i>at +her Lodgings at the</i> Fan <i>and</i> Pepper-Box +<i>in</i> Drury-Lane. +</h3> +<p class="nowrap"> +<i>Dear Mamma</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p> +This comes to acquaint you, that I shall +set out in the Waggon on <i>Monday</i>, desiring +you to commodate me with a Ludgin, as +near you as possible, in <i>Coulstin's-Court</i>, or <i>Wild-Street</i>, +or somewhere thereabouts; pray let it be +handsome, and not above two Stories high: For +Parson <i>Williams</i> hath promised to visit me when +he comes to Town, and I have got a good many +fine Cloaths of the Old Put my Mistress's, who +died a wil ago; and I beleve Mrs. <i>Jervis</i> will +come along with me, for she says she would like +to keep a House somewhere about <i>Short's-Gardens</i>, +or towards <i>Queen-Street</i>; and if there was +convenience for a <i>Bannio</i>, she should like it the +better; but that she will settle herself when she +comes to Town.——<i>O! How I long to be in the +Balconey at the Old House</i>——so no more at +present from +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your affectionate Daughter</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<span class="smcap">Shamela</span>.<br /> +<a name="page10"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 10]</span> +</p> +<h2> +<a name="chapter7"></a> +LETTER II. +</h2> +<h3> +<span class="smcap">Shamela Andrews</span> <i>to</i> <span class="smcap">Henrietta +Maria Honora Andrews</span>. +</h3> +<p class="nowrap"> +<i>Dear Mamma</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p> +O what News, since I writ my last! the +young Squire hath been here, and as sure +as a Gun he hath taken a Fancy to me; <i>Pamela</i>, +says he, (for so I am called here) you was a great +Favourite of your late Mistress's; yes, an't please +your Honour; says I; and I believe you deserved +it, says he; thank your Honour for your good +Opinion, says I; and then he took me by the +Hand, and I pretended to be shy: Laud, says +I, Sir, I hope you don't intend to be rude; +no, says he, my Dear, and then he kissed me, +'till he took away my breath——and I pretended +to be Angry, and to get away, and then he +kissed me again, and breathed very short, and +looked very silly; and by Ill-Luck Mrs. <i>Jervis</i> +came in, and had like to have spoiled Sport.——<i>How +troublesome is such Interruption!</i> You shall +hear now soon, for I shall not come away yet, +so I rest, +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your affectionate Daughter</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<span class="smcap">Shamela</span>.<br /> +<a name="page11"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 11]</span> +</p> +<h2> +<a name="chapter8"></a> +LETTER III. +</h2> +<h3> +<span class="smcap">Henrietta Maria Honora Andrews</span> +<i>to</i> <span class="smcap">Shamela Andrews</span>. +</h3> +<p class="nowrap"> +<i>Dear Sham</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p> +Your last Letter hath put me into a great +hurry of Spirits, for you have a very difficult +Part to act. I hope you will remember your +Slip with Parson <i>Williams</i>, and not be guilty of +any more such Folly. Truly, a Girl who hath once +known what is what, is in the highest Degree inexcusable +if she respects her <i>Digressions</i>; but a +Hint of this is sufficient. When Mrs. <i>Jervis</i> +thinks of coming to Town, I believe I can procure +her a good House, and fit for the Business; +so I am, +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your affectionate Mother</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<span class="smcap">Henrietta Maria Honora Andrews</span>.<br /> +</p> +<h2> +<a name="chapter9"></a> +LETTER IV. +</h2> +<h3> +<span class="smcap">Shamela Andrews</span> <i>to</i> <span class="smcap">Henrietta +Maria Honora Andrews</span>. +</h3> +<p> +Marry come up, good Madam, the +Mother had never looked into the Oven +for her Daughter, if she had not been there herself. +I shall never have done if you upbraid me with +having had a small One by <i>Arthur Williams</i>, +when you yourself—but I say no more. <i>O! What +fine Times when the Kettle calls the Pot.</i> Let me +<a name="page12"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 12]</span> +do what I will, I say my Prayers as often as another, +and I read in good Books, as often as I +have Leisure; and Parson <i>William</i> says, that will +make amends.—So no more, but I rest +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your afflicted Daughter</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +S——.<br /> +</p> +<h2> +<a name="chapter10"></a> +LETTER V. +</h2> +<h3> +<span class="smcap">Henrietta Maria Honora Andrews</span> +<i>to</i> <span class="smcap">Shamela Andrews</span>. +</h3> +<p class="nowrap"> +<i>Dear Child</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p> +Why will you give such way to your Passion? +How could you imagine I should +be such a Simpleton, as to upbraid thee with being +thy Mother's own Daughter! When I advised +you not to be guilty of Folly, I meant no +more than that you should take care to be well +paid before-hand, and not trust to Promises, which +a Man seldom keeps, after he hath had his wicked +Will. And seeing you have a rich Fool to deal +with, your not making a good Market will be +the more inexcusable; indeed, with such Gentlemen +as Parson <i>Williams</i>, there is more to be +said; for they have nothing to give, and are commonly +otherwise the best sort of Men. I am +glad to hear you read good Books, pray continue +so to do. I have inclosed you one of Mr. +<i>Whitefield's</i> Sermons, and also the Dealings with +him, and am +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your affectionate Mother</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<span class="smcap">Henrietta Maria</span>, <i>&c.</i><br /> +<a name="page13"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 13]</span> +</p> +<h2> +<a name="chapter11"></a> +LETTER VI. +</h2> +<h3> +<span class="smcap">Shamela Andrews</span> <i>to</i> <span class="smcap">Henrietta +Maria Honora Andrews</span>. +</h3> +<p> +O Madam, I have strange Things to tell you! +As I was reading in that charming Book +about the Dealings, in comes my Master—to be +sure he is a precious One. <i>Pamela</i>, says he, +what Book is that, I warrant you <i>Rochester's</i> +Poems.—No, forsooth, says I, as pertly as I +could; why how now Saucy Chops, Boldface, says +he—Mighty pretty Words, says I, pert again.—Yes +(says he) you are a d—d, impudent, +stinking, cursed, confounded Jade, and I have a +great Mind to kick your A——. You, kiss —— says +I. A-gad, says he, and so I will; with that +he caught me in his Arms, and kissed me till he +made my Face all over Fire. Now this served +purely you know, to put upon the Fool for Anger. +O! What precious Fools Men are! And +so I flung from him in a mighty Rage, and pretended +as how I would go out at the Door; but +when I came to the End of the Room, I stood still, +and my Master cryed out, Hussy, Slut, Saucebox, +Boldface, come hither——Yes to be +sure, says I; why don't you come, says he; what +should I come for says I; if you don't come to +me, I'll come to you, says he; I shan't come to +you I assure you, says I. Upon which he run +up, caught me in his Arms, and flung me upon a +Chair, and began to offer to touch my Under-Petticoat. +Sir, says I, you had better not offer +to be rude; well, says he, no more I won't then; +<a name="page14"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 14]</span> +and away he went out of the Room. I was so +mad to be sure I could have cry'd. +</p> +<p> +<i>Oh what a prodigious Vexation it is to a Woman +to be made a Fool of.</i> +</p> +<p> +Mrs. <i>Jervis</i> who had been without, harkening, +now came to me. She burst into a violent Laugh +the Moment she came in. Well, says she, as +soon as she could speak, I have Reason to bless +myself that I am an Old Woman. Ah Child! +if you had known the Jolly Blades of my Age, +you would not have been left in the lurch in +this manner. Dear Mrs. <i>Jervis</i>, says I, don't +laugh at one; and to be sure I was a little angry +With her.——Come, says she, my dear Honeysuckle, +I have one Game to play for you; he +shall see you in Bed; he shall, my little Rosebud, +he shall see those pretty, little, white, round, +panting——and offer'd to pull off my Handkerchief.—Fie, +Mrs. <i>Jervis</i>, says I, you make +me blush, and upon my Fackins, I believe she +did: She went on thus. I know the Squire likes +you, and notwithstanding the Aukwardness of +his Proceeding, I am convinced hath some hot +Blood in his Veins, which will not let him rest, +'till he hath communicated some of his Warmth +to thee my little Angel; I heard him last Night +at our Door, trying if it was open, now to-night +I will take care it shall be so; I warrant that +he makes the second Trial; which if he doth, he +shall find us ready to receive him. I will at first +counterfeit Sleep, and after a Swoon; so that +he will have you naked in his Possession: and +then if you are disappointed, a Plague of all +young Squires, say I.——And so, Mrs. <i>Jervis</i>, +says I, you would have me yield myself to him, +would you; you would have me be a second +<a name="page15"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 15]</span> +Time a Fool for nothing. Thank you for that, +Mrs. <i>Jervis</i>. For nothing! marry forbid, says she, +you know he hath large Sums of Money, besides +abundance of fine Things; and do you think, +when you have inflamed him, by giving his +Hand a Liberty with that charming Person; +and that you know he may easily think he obtains +against your Will, he will not give any thing +to come at all——. This will not do, +Mrs. <i>Jervis</i>, answered I. I Have heard my +Mamma say, (and so you know, Madam, I +have) that in her Youth, Fellows have often taken +away in the Morning, what they gave over +Night. No, Mrs. <i>Jervis</i>, nothing under a regular +taking into Keeping, a settled Settlement, +for me, and all my Heirs, all my whole Life-time, +shall do the Business——or else cross-legged, +is the Word, faith, with <i>Sham</i>; and then +I snapt my Fingers. +</p> +<h3> +<a name="section11_2"></a> +<i>Thursday Night, Twelve o'Clock.</i> +</h3> +<p> +Mrs. <i>Jervis</i> and I are just in Bed, and the +Door unlocked; if my Master should come——Odsbobs! +I hear him just coming in at the Door. +You see I write in the present Tense, as Parson +<i>Williams</i> says. Well, he is in Bed between us, +we both shamming a Sleep, he steals his Hand +into my Bosom, which I, as if in my Sleep, +press close to me with mine, and then pretend to +awake.—I no sooner see him, but I Scream out +to Mrs. <i>Jervis</i>, she feigns likewise but just to +come to herself; we both begin, she to becall, +and I to bescratch very liberally. After having +made a pretty free Use of my Fingers, without +any great Regard to the Parts I attack'd, I counterfeit +a Swoon. Mrs. <i>Jervis</i> then cries out, O, +<a name="page16"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 16]</span> +Sir, what have you done, you have murthered +poor <i>Pamela</i>: she is gone, she is gone.—— +</p> +<p> +<i>O what a Difficulty it is to keep one's Countenance, +when a violent Laugh desires to burst +forth.</i> +</p> +<p> +The poor Booby frightned out of his Wits, +jumped out of Bed, and, in his Shirt, sat down +by my Bed-Side, pale and trembling, for the +Moon shone, and I kept my Eyes wide open, +and pretended to fix them in my Head. Mrs. +<i>Jervis</i> apply'd Lavender Water, and Hartshorn, +and this, for a full half Hour; when thinking +I had carried it on long enough, and being likewise +unable to continue the Sport any longer, I +began by Degrees to come to my self. +</p> +<p> +The Squire, who had sat all this while speechless, +and was almost really in that Condition, +which I feigned, the Moment he Saw me give +Symptoms of recovering my Senses, fell down on +his Knees; and O <i>Pamela</i>, cryed he, can you +forgive me, my injured Maid? by Heaven, I +know not whether you are a Man or a Woman, +unless by your swelling Breasts. Will you promise +to forgive me: I forgive you! D—n you +(says I) and d—n you says he, if you come to +that. I wish I had never seen your bold Face, +saucy Sow, and so went out of the Room. +</p> +<p> +<i>O what a silly Fellow is a bashful young Lover!</i> +</p> +<p> +He was no Sooner out of hearing, as we +thought, than we both burst into a violent +Laugh. Well, says Mrs. <i>Jervis</i>, I never saw +any thing better acted than your Part: But I +wish you may not have discouraged him from +any future Attempt; especially since his Passions +are so cool, that you could prevent his Hands +going further than your Bosom. Hang him, answered +<a name="page17"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 17]</span> +I, he is not quite so cold as that I assure +you; our Hands, on neither side, were idle in +the Scuffle, nor have left us any Doubt of each +other as to that matter. +</p> +<h3> +<a name="section11_3"></a> +<i>Friday Morning.</i> +</h3> +<p> +My Master sent for Mrs. <i>Jervis</i> as soon as he +was up, and bid her give an Account of the +Plate and Linnen in her Care; and told her, he +was resolved that both she and the little Gipsy +(I'll assure him) should set out together. Mrs. +<i>Jervis</i> made him a saucy Answer; which any +Servant of Spirit, you know, would, tho' it should +be one's Ruin; and came immediately in Tears +to me, crying, she had lost her Place on my +Account, and that she should be forced to take +to a House, as I mentioned before; and that +she hoped I would, at least, make her all the +amends in my power, for her Loss on my Account, +and come to her House whenever I was +sent for. Never fear, says I, I'll warrant we are +not so near being turned away, as you imagine; +and, i'cod, now it comes into my Head, I have +a Fetch for him, and you shall assist me in it. +But it being now late, and my Letter pretty long, +no more at present from +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your Dutiful Daughter</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<span class="smcap">Shamela</span>.<br /> +<a name="page18"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 18]</span> +</p> +<h2> +<a name="chapter12"></a> +LETTER VII. +</h2> +<h3> +<i>Mrs.</i> <span class="smcap">Lucretia Jervis</span> <i>to</i> <span class="smcap">Henrietta +Maria Honora Andrews</span>. +</h3> +<p class="nowrap"> +<i>Madam</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p> +Miss <i>Sham</i> being set out in a Hurry for +my Master's House in <i>Lincolnshire</i>, desired +me to acquaint you with the Success of her +Stratagem, which was to dress herself in the plain +Neatness of a Farmer's Daughter, for she before +wore the Cloaths of my late Mistress, and to be +introduced by me as a Stranger to her Master. +To say the Truth, she became the Dress extremely, +and if I was to keep a House a thousand Years, +I would never desire a prettier Wench in it. +</p> +<p> +As soon as my Master saw her, he immediately +threw his Arms round her Neck, and smothered +her with Kisses (for indeed he hath but very +little to say for himself to a Woman.) He swore +that <i>Pamela</i> was an ugly Slut, (pardon, dear Madam, +the Coarseness of the Expression) compared +to such divine Excellence. He added, he would +turn <i>Pamela</i> away immediately, and take this new +Girl, whom he thought to be one of his Tenant's +Daughters, in her Room. +</p> +<p> +Miss <i>Sham</i> smiled at these Words, and so did +your humble Servant, which he perceiving, looked +very earnestly at your fair Daughter, and +discovered the Cheat. +<a name="page19"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 19]</span> +</p> +<p> +How, <i>Pamela</i>, says he, is it you? I thought, +Sir, said Miss, after what had happened, you +would have known me in any Dress. No, Hussy, +says he, but after what hath happened, I should +know thee out of any Dress from all thy Sex. +He then was what we Women call rude, when +done in the Presence of others; but it seems it is +not the first time, and Miss defended herself with +great Strength and Spirit. +</p> +<p> +The Squire, who thinks her a pure Virgin, +and who knows nothing of my Character, resolved +to send her into <i>Lincolnshire</i>, on Pretence of conveying +her home; where our old Friend <i>Nanny +Jewkes</i> is Housekeeper, and where Miss had her +small one by Parson <i>Williams</i> about a Year ago. +This is a Piece of News communicated to us by +<i>Robin</i> Coachman, who is intrusted by his Master +to carry on this Affair privately for him: But we +hang together, I believe, as well as any Family +of Servants in the Nation. +</p> +<p> +You will, I believe, Madam, wonder that +the Squire, who doth not want Generosity, should +never have mentioned a Settlement all this while, +I believe it slips his Memory: But it will not be +long first, no doubt: For, as I am convinced +the young Lady will do nothing unbecoming +your Daughter, nor ever admit him to taste her +Charms, without something sure and handsome +before-hand; so, I am certain, the Squire will +never rest till they have danced <i>Adam</i> and <i>Eve's</i> +kissing Dance together. Your Daughter set out +Yesterday Morning, and told me, as soon as she +arrived, you might depend on hearing from +her. +</p> +<p> +Be pleased to make my Compliments acceptable +to Mrs. <i>Davis</i> and Mrs. <i>Silvester</i>, and Mrs. +<a name="page20"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 20]</span> +<i>Jolly</i>, and all Friends, and permit me the Honour, +Madam, to be with the utmost Sincerity, +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your most Obedient</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Humble Servant</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<span class="smcap">Lucretia Jervis</span>.<br /> +</p> +<p> +If the Squire should continue his Displeasure +against me, so as to insist on the Warning he hath +given me, you will see me soon, and I will lodge +in the same House with you, if you have +room, till I can provide for my self to my Liking. +</p> +<h2> +<a name="chapter13"></a> +LETTER VIII. +</h2> +<h3> +<span class="smcap">Henrietta Maria Honora Andrews</span> +<i>to</i> <span class="smcap">Lucretia Jervis</span>. +</h3> +<p class="nowrap"> +<i>Madam</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p> +I Received the Favour of your Letter, and +I find you have not forgot your usual Poluteness, +which you learned when you was in keeping +with a Lord. +</p> +<p> +I am very much obliged to you for your +Care of my Daughter, am glad to hear she hath +taken such good Resolutions, and hope she will +have sufficient Grace to maintain them. +</p> +<p> +All Friends are well, and remember to you. +You will excuse the Shortness of this Scroll; +for I have Sprained my right Hand, with boxing +<a name="page21"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 21]</span> +three new made Officers.—Tho' to my +Comfort, I beat them all. I rest, +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your Friend and Servant</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<span class="smcap">Henrietta</span>, <i>&c.</i><br /> +</p> +<h2> +<a name="chapter14"></a> +LETTER IX. +</h2> +<h3> +<span class="smcap">Shamela Andrews</span> <i>to</i> <span class="smcap">Henrietta +Maria Honora Andrews</span>. +</h3> +<p class="nowrap"> +<i>Dear Mamma</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p> +I Suppose Mrs. <i>Jervis</i> acquainted you with +what past 'till I left <i>Bedfordshire</i>; whence I +am after a very pleasant Journey arrived in <i>Lincolnshire</i>, +with your old Acquaintance Mrs. +<i>Jewkes</i>, who formerly helped Parson <i>Williams</i> to +me; and now designs I see, to sell me to my +Master; thank her for that; she will find two +Words go to that Bargain. +</p> +<p> +The Day after my Arrival here, I received +a Letter from Mr. <i>Williams</i>, and as you have +often desired to see one from him, I have inclosed +it to you; it is, I think, the finest I ever received +from that charming Man, and full of a great +deal of Learning. +</p> +<p> +<i>O! What a brave Thing it is to be a Schollard, +and to be able to talk Latin.</i> +<a name="page22"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 22]</span> +</p> +<h3> +<a name="section14_2"></a> +<i>Parson</i> <span class="smcap">Williams</span> <i>to</i> <span class="smcap">Pamela +Andrews</span>. +</h3> +<p class="nowrap"> +<i>Mrs. Pamela</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p> +Having learnt by means of my Clerk, +who Yesternight visited the Rev<sup>d</sup>. Mr. <i>Peters</i> +with my Commands, that you are returned +into this County, I purposed to have saluted +your fair Hands this Day towards Even: But +am obliged to sojourn this Night at a neighbouring +Clergyman's; where we are to pierce a Virgin +Barrel of Ale, in a Cup of which I shall +not be unmindful to celebrate your Health. +</p> +<p> +I hope you have remembered your Promise, +to bring me a leaden Canister of Tobacco (the +Saffron Cut) for in Troth, this Country at present +affords nothing worthy the replenishing a +Tube with.——Some I tasted, the other Day +at an Alehouse, gave me the Heart-Burn, tho' I +filled no oftner than five times. +</p> +<p> +I was greatly concerned to learn, that your late +Lady left you nothing, tho' I cannot say the +Tidings much surprized me: For I am too intimately +acquainted with the Family; (myself, +Father, and Grandfather having been successive Incumbents +on the same Cure, which you know is +in their Gift) I say, I am too well acquainted +with them to expect much from their Generosity. +They are in Verity, as worthless a Family as any +other whatever. The young Gentleman I am informed, +is a perfect Reprobate that he hath an +<i>Ingenium Versatile</i> to every Species of Vice, +which, indeed, no one can much wonder at, who +animadverts on that want of Respect to the Clergy, +which was observable in him when a Child, +<a name="page23"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 23]</span> +I remember when he was at the Age of Eleven +only, he met my Father without either pulling +off his Hat, or riding out of the way. Indeed, +a Contempt of the Clergy is the fashionable Vice +of the Times; but let such Wretches know, they +cannot hate, detest, and despise us, half so much +as we do them. +</p> +<p> +However, I have prevailed on myself to write +a civil Letter to your Master, as there is a Probability +of his being shortly in a Capacity of +rendring me a Piece of Service; my good Friend +and Neighbour the Rev<sup>d</sup>. Mr. <i>Squeeze-Tithe</i> being, +as I am informed by one whom I have +employed to attend for that Purpose, very near +his Dissolution. +</p> +<p> +You see, sweet Mrs. <i>Pamela</i>, the Confidence +with which I dictate these Things to you; whom +after those Endearments which have passed between +us, I must in some Respects estimate as +my Wife: For tho' the Omission of the Service +was a Sin; yet, as I have told you, it was a venial +One, of which I have truly repented, as I +hope you have; and also that you have continued +the wholsome Office of reading good Books, and +are improved in your Psalmody, of which I +shall have a speedy Trial: For I purpose to give +you a Sermon next <i>Sunday</i>, and shall spend the +Evening with you, in Pleasures, which tho' not +strictly innocent, are however to be purged +away by frequent and sincere Repentance. +I am, +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Sweet Mrs.</i> Pamela,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your faithful Servant</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<span class="smcap">Arthur Williams</span>.<br /> +<a name="page24"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 24]</span> +</p> +<p> +You find, Mamma, what a charming way he +hath of Writing, and yet I assure you, that is not +the most charming thing belonging to him: For, +tho' he doth not put any Dears, and Sweets, and +Loves into his Letters, yet he says a thousand of +them: For he can be as fond of a Woman, as +any Man living. +</p> +<p> +<i>Sure Women are great Fools, when they prefer +a laced Coat to the Clergy, whom it is our Duty +to honour and respect.</i> +</p> +<p> +Well, on <i>Sunday</i> Parson <i>Williams</i> came, according +to his Promise, and an excellent Sermon +he preached; his Text was, <i>Be not Righteous +over much</i>; and, indeed, he handled it in a very +fine way; he shewed us that the Bible doth not +require too much Goodness of us, and that People +very often call things Goodness that are not so. +That to go to Church, and to pray, and to sing +Psalms, and to honour the Clergy, and to repent, +is true Religion; and 'tis not doing good to +one another, for that is one of the greatest Sins +we can commit, when we don't do it for the sake +of Religion. That those People who talk of +Vartue and Morality, are the wickedest of all +Persons. That 'tis not what we do, but what +we believe, that must save us, and a great many +other good Things; I wish I could remember +them all. +</p> +<p> +As soon as Church was over, he came to the +Squire's House, and drank Tea with Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i> +and me; after which Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i> went out and +left us together for an Hour and half—Oh! he +is a charming Man. +</p> +<p> +After Supper he went Home, and then Mrs. +<i>Jewkes</i> began to catechize me, about my Familiarity +with him. I see she wants him herself. +<a name="page25"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 25]</span> +Then she proceeded to tell me what an Honour +my Master did me in liking me, and that it was +both an inexcusable Folly and Pride in me, to +pretend to refuse him any Favour. Pray, Madam, +says I, consider I am a poor Girl, and +have nothing but my Modesty to trust to. If I +part with that, what will become of me. Methinks, +says she, you are not so mighty modest +when you are with Parson <i>Williams</i>; I have observed +you gloat at one another, in a Manner that +hath made me blush. I assure you, I shall let +the Squire know what sort of Man he is; you +may do your Will, says I, as long as he hath a +Vote for Pallamant-Men, the Squire dares do nothing +to offend him; and you will only shew +that you are jealous of him, and that's all. How +now, Mynx, says she; Mynx! No more Mynx +than yourself, says I; with that she hit me a Slap +on the Shoulder; and I flew at her and scratched +her Face, i'cod, 'till she went crying out of +the Room; so no more at present, from +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your Dutiful Daughter</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<span class="smcap">Shamela</span>.<br /> +</p> +<h2> +<a name="chapter15"></a> +LETTER X. +</h2> +<h3> +<span class="smcap">Shamela Andrews</span> <i>to</i> <span class="smcap">Henrietta +Maria Honora Andrews</span>. +</h3> +<p> +O Mamma! Rare News! As soon as I was +up this Morning, a Letter was brought me +from the Squire, of which I send you a Copy. +<a name="page26"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 26]</span> +</p> +<h3> +<a name="section15_2"></a> +<i>Squire</i> <span class="smcap">Booby</span> <i>to</i> <span class="smcap">Pamela</span>. +</h3> +<p class="nowrap"> +<i>Dear Creature</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p> +I hope you are not angry with me for the Deceit +put upon you, in conveying you to <i>Lincolnshire</i>, +when you imagined yourself going to +<i>London</i>. Indeed, my dear <i>Pamela</i>, I cannot live +without you; and will very shortly come down +and convince you, that my Designs are better +than you imagine, and such as you may with +Honour comply with. I am, +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>My Dear Creature</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your doating Lover</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<span class="smcap">Booby</span>.<br /> +</p> +<hr /> +<p> +Now, Mamma, what think you?——For my +own Part, I am convinced he will marry me, +and faith so he shall. O! Bless me! I shall be +Mrs. <i>Booby</i> and be Mistress of a great Estate, +and have a dozen Coaches and Six, and a fine +House at <i>London</i>, and another at <i>Bath</i>, and Servants, +and Jewels, and Plate, and go to Plays, +and Opera's, and Court; and do what I will, and +spend what I will. But, poor Parson <i>Williams</i>! +Well; and can't I see Parson <i>Williams</i>, as well +after Marriage as before: For I shall never care +a Farthing for my Husband. No, I hate and +despise him of all Things. +</p> +<p> +Well, as soon as I had read my Letter, in +came Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i>. You see, Madam, says she, +I carry the Marks of your Passion about me; but +I have received order from my Master to be civil +to you, and I must obey him: For he is the +<a name="page27"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 27]</span> +best Man in the World, notwithstanding your +Treatment of him. My Treatment of him, +Madam, says I? Yes, says she, your Insensibility +to the Honour he intends you, of making +you his Mistress. I would have you to know, +Madam, I would not be Mistress to the greatest +King, no nor Lord in the Universe. I value +my Vartue more than I do any thing my Master +can give me; and so we talked a full Hour and +a half, about my Vartue; and I was afraid at +first, she had heard something about the Bantling, +but I find she hath not; tho' she is as jealous, +and suspicious, as old Scratch. +</p> +<p> +In the Afternoon, I stole into the Garden to +meet Mr. <i>Williams</i>; I found him at the Place of +his Appointment, and we staid in a kind of +Arbour, till it was quite dark. He was very +angry when I told him what Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i> had +threatned——Let him refuse me the Living, +says he, if he dares, I will vote for the other +Party; and not only so, but will expose him all +over the Country. I owe him 150<i>l.</i> indeed, +but I don't care for that; by that time the +Election is past, I shall be able to plead +the <i>Statue</i> of <i>Lamentations</i>. +</p> +<p> +I could have stayed with the dear Man forever, +but when it grew dark, he told me, he was to +meet the neighbouring Clergy, to finish the Barrel +of Ale they had tapped the other Day, and +believed they should not part till three or four in +the Morning——So he left me, and I promised +to be penitent, and go on with my reading in +good Books. +</p> +<p> +As soon as he was gone, I bethought myself, +what Excuse I should make to Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i>, and +it came into my Head to pretend as how I intended +<a name="page28"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 28]</span> +to drown myself; so I stript off one of my Petticoats, +and threw it into the Canal; and then I +went and hid myself in the Coal-hole, where I +lay all Night; and comforted myself with repeating +over some Psalms, and other good things, +which I had got by heart. +</p> +<p> +In the Morning Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i> and all the Servants +were frighted out of their Wits, thinking +I had run away; and not devising how they +should answer it to their Master. They searched +all the likeliest Places they could think of for me, +and at last saw my Petticoat floating in the Pond. +Then they got a Drag-Net, imagining I was +drowned, and intending to drag me out; but at +last <i>Moll</i> Cook coming for some Coals, discovered +me lying all along in no very good Pickle. +Bless me! Mrs. <i>Pamela</i>, says she, what can be +the Meaning of this? I don't know, says I, +help me up, and I will go in to Breakfast, for +indeed I am very hungry. Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i> came in +immediately, and was so rejoyced to find me alive, +that she asked with great Good-Humour, where I +had been? and how my Petticoat came into the +Pond. I answered, I believed the Devil had put +it into my Head to drown my self; but it was a +Fib; for I never saw the Devil in my Life, nor +I don't believe he hath any thing to do with +me. +</p> +<p> +So much for this Matter. As soon as I had +breakfasted, a Coach and Six came to the Door, +and who should be in it but my Master. +</p> +<p> +I immediately run up into my Room, and stript, +and washed, and drest my self as well as I could, +and put on my prettiest round-ear'd Cap, and +pulled down my Stays, to shew as much as I +could of my Bosom, (for Parson <i>Williams</i> says +<a name="page29"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 29]</span> +that is the most beautiful part of a Woman) and +then I practised over all my Airs before the Glass, +and then I sat down and read a Chapter in the +Whole Duty of Man. +</p> +<p> +Then Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i> came to me and told me, +my Master wanted me below, and says she, +Don't behave like a Fool; No, thinks I to my +self, I believe I shall find Wit enough for my +Master and you too. +</p> +<p> +So down goes me I into the Parlour to him. +<i>Pamela</i>, says he, the Moment I came in, you see +I cannot stay long from you, which I think is +a sufficient Proof of the Violence of my Passion. +Yes, Sir, says I, I see your Honour intends to +ruin me, that nothing but the Destruction of my +Vartue will content you. +</p> +<p> +<i>O what a charming Word that is, rest his Soul +who first invented it.</i> +</p> +<p> +How can you say I would ruin you, answered +the Squire, when you shall not ask any thing +which I will not grant you. If that be true, says +I, good your Honour let me go home to my +poor but honest Parents; that is all I have to ask, +and do not ruin a poor Maiden, who is resolved +to carry her Vartue to the Grave with her. +</p> +<p> +Hussy, says he, don't provoke me, don't provoke +me, I say. You are absolutely in my +power, and if you won't let me lie with you by +fair Means, I will by Force. O la, Sir, says I, +I don't understand your paw Words.——Very +pretty Treatment indeed, says he, to say I use +paw Words; Hussy, Gipsie, Hypocrite, Saucebox, +Boldface, get out of my Sight, or I will +lend you such a Kick in the —— I don't care to +repeat the Word, but he meant my hinder part. +I was offering to go away, for I was half afraid, +<a name="page30"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 30]</span> +when he called me back, and took me round the +Neck and kissed me, and then bid me go about +my Business. +</p> +<p> +I went directly into my Room, where Mrs. +<i>Jewkes</i> came to me soon afterwards. So Madam, +says she, you have left my Master below in a fine +Pet, he hath threshed two or three of his Men +already: It is might pretty that all his Servants +are to be punished for your Impertinence. +</p> +<p> +Harkee, Madam, says I, don't you affront +me, for if you do, d—n me (I am sure I have +repented for using such a Word) if I am not revenged. +</p> +<p> +<i>How sweet is Revenge: Sure the Sermon Book +is in the Right, in calling it the sweetest Morsel +the Devil ever dropped into the Mouth of a Sinner.</i> +</p> +<p> +Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i> remembered the Smart of my Nails +too well to go farther, and so we sat down and +talked about my Vartue till Dinner-time, and +then I was sent for to wait on my Master. I took +care to be often caught looking at him, and then +I always turn'd away my Eyes, and pretended to +be ashamed. As soon as the Cloth was removed, +he put a Bumper of Champagne into my Hand, +and bid me drink——O la I can't name the +Health. Parson <i>Williams</i> may well say he is a +wicked Man. +</p> +<p> +Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i> took a Glass and drank the dear +<i>Monysyllable</i>; I don't understand that Word, but +I believe it is baudy. I then drank towards his +Honour's good Pleasure. Ay, Hussy, says he, +you can give me Pleasure if you will; Sir, says +I, I shall be always glad to do what is in my +power, and so I pretended not to know what he +meant. Then he took me into his Lap.—O +Mamma, I could tell you something if I would—and +<a name="page31"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 31]</span> +he kissed me——and I said I won't be slobber'd +about so, so I won't; and he bid me get +out of the Room for a saucy Baggage, and said +he had a good mind to spit in my Face. +</p> +<p> +<i>Sure no Man over took such a Method to gain +a Woman's Heart.</i> +</p> +<p> +I had not been long in my Chamber before +Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i> came to me, and told me, my Master +would not see me any more that Evening, that +is, if he can help it; for, added she, I easily +perceive the great Ascendant you have over him, +and to confess the Truth, I don't doubt but you +will shortly be my Mistress. +</p> +<p> +What says I, dear Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i>, what do you +say? Don't flatter a poor Girl, it is impossible +his Honour can have any honourable Design upon +me. And so we talked of honourable Designs +till Supper-time. And Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i> and I supped +together upon a hot buttered Apple-Pie; and +about ten o'Clock we went to Bed. +</p> +<p> +We had not been a Bed half an Hour, when +my Master came pit a pat into the Room in his +Shirt as before. I pretended not to hear him, and +Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i> laid hold of one Arm, and he pulled +down the Bed cloaths and came into Bed on the +other Side, and took my other Arm and laid it under +him, and fell a kissing one of my Breasts as if he +would have devoured it; I was then forced to +awake, and began to struggle with him, Mrs. +<i>Jewkes</i> crying why don't you do it? I have one +Arm secure, if you can't deal with the rest I am +sorry for you. He was as rude as possible to me; +but I remembered, Mamma, the Instructions you +gave me to avoid being ravished, and followed +them, which soon brought him to Terms, and +<a name="page32"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 32]</span> +he promised me, on quitting my hold, that he +would leave the Bed. +</p> +<p> +<i>O Parson</i> Williams, <i>how little are all the Men +in the World compared to thee</i>. +</p> +<p> +My Master was as good as his Word; upon +which Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i> said, O Sir, I see you know +very little of our <i>Sect</i>, by parting so easily from +the Blessing when you was so near it. No, Mrs. +<i>Jewkes</i>, answered he, I am very glad no more +hath happened, I would not have injured <i>Pamela</i> +for the World. And to-morrow Morning perhaps +she may hear of something to her Advantage. +This she may be certain of, that I will never +take her by Force, and then he left the +Room. +</p> +<p> +What think you now, Mrs. <i>Pamela</i>, says Mrs. +<i>Jewkes</i>, are you not yet persuaded my Master +hath honourable Designs? I think he hath given +no great Proof of them to-night, said I. Your +Experience I find is not great, says she, but I am +convinced you will shortly be my Mistress, and +then what will become of poor me. +</p> +<p> +With such sort of Discourse we both fell asleep. +Next Morning early my Master sent for +me, and after kissing me, gave a Paper into my +Hand which he bid me read; I did so, and found +it to be a Proposal for settling 250<i>l.</i> a Year on +me, besides several other advantagious Offers, as +Presents of Money and other things. Well, +<i>Pamela</i>, said he, what Answer do you make me +to this. Sir, said I, I value my Vartue more +than all the World, and I had rather be the poorest +Man's Wife, than the richest Man's Whore. +You are a Simpleton, said he; That may be, +and yet I may have as much Wit as some Folks, +cry'd I; meaning me, I suppose, said he, every +<a name="page33"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 33]</span> +Man knows himself best, says I. Hussy, says +he, get out of the Room, and let me see your +saucy Face no more, for I find I am in more +Danger than you are, and therefore it shall be +my Business to avoid you as much as I can; and +it shall be mine, thinks I, at every turn to throw +my self in your way. So I went out, and as +I parted, I heard him sigh and say he was bewitched. +</p> +<p> +Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i> hath been with me since, and she +assures me she is convinced I shall shortly be +Mistress of the Family, and she really behaves +to me, as if she already thought me so. I am +resolved now to aim at it. I thought once of +making a little Fortune by my Person. I now +intend to make a great one by my Vartue. So +asking Pardon for this long Scroll, I am, +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your dutiful Daughter</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<span class="smcap">Shamela</span>.<br /> +</p> +<h2> +<a name="chapter16"></a> +LETTER XI. +</h2> +<h3> +<span class="smcap">Henrietta Maria Honora Andrews</span> +<i>to</i> <span class="smcap">Shamela Andrews</span>. +</h3> +<p class="nowrap"> +<i>Dear Sham</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p> +I Received your last Letter with infinite Pleasure, +and am convinced it will be your own +Fault if you are not married to your Master, and +I would advise you now to take no less Terms. +But, my dear Child, I am afraid of one Rock +only, That Parson <i>Williams</i>, I wish he was out +<a name="page34"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 34]</span> +of the Way. A Woman never commits Folly +but with such Sort of Men, as by many Hints in +the Letters I collect him to be: but, consider my +dear Child, you will hereafter have Opportunities +sufficient to indulge yourself with Parson <i>Williams</i>, +or any other you like. My Advice therefore +to you is, that you would avoid seeing him +any more till the Knot is tied. Remember the +first Lesson I taught you, that a married Woman +injures only her Husband, but a single Woman +herself. I am in hopes of seeing you a great +Lady, +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your affectionate Mother</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<span class="smcap">Henrietta Maria</span>, <i>&c.</i><br /> +</p> +<hr /> +<p> +The following Letter seems to have been written +before <i>Shamela</i> received the last from her +Mother. +</p> +<h2> +<a name="chapter17"></a> +LETTER XII. +</h2> +<h3> +<span class="smcap">Shamela Andrews</span> <i>to</i> <span class="smcap">Henrietta +Maria Honora Andrews</span>. +</h3> +<p class="nowrap"> +<i>Dear Mamma</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p> +I Little feared when I sent away my last that all +my Hopes would be so soon frustrated; but I +am certain you will blame Fortune and not me. +To proceed then. About two Hours after I had left +the Squire, he sent for me into the Parlour. <i>Pamela</i>, +said he, and takes me gently by the hand, +will you walk with me in the Garden; yes, Sir, +says I, and pretended to tremble; but I hope +<a name="page35"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 35]</span> +your Honour will not be rude. Indeed, says he, +you have nothing to fear from me, and I have something +to tell you, which if it doth not please you, +cannot offend. We walked out together, and he +began thus, <i>Pamela</i>, will you tell me Truth? +Doth the Resistance you make to my Attempts +proceed from Vartue only, or have I not some +Rival in thy dear Bosom who might be more successful? +Sir, says I, I do assure you I never had +a thought of any Man in the World. How says +he, not of Parson <i>Williams</i>! Parson <i>Williams</i>, +says I, is the last Man upon Earth; and if I was +a Dutchess, and your Honour was to make your +Addresses to me, you would have no reason to +be jealous of any Rival, especially such a Fellow +as Parson <i>Williams</i>. If ever I had a Liking, I +am sure——but I am not worthy of you one +Way, and no Riches should ever bribe me the +other. My Dear, says he, you are worthy of +every Thing, and suppose I should lay aside all +Considerations of Fortune, and disregard the Censure +of the World, and marry you. O Sir, says +I, I am sure you can have no such Thoughts, you +cannot demean your self so low. Upon my Soul, +I am in earnest, says he,—O Pardon me, Sir, +says I, you can't persuade me of this. How Mistress, +says he, in a violent Rage, do you give +me the Lie? Hussy, I have a great mind to +box your saucy Ears, but I am resolved I will +never put it in your power to affront me again, +and therefore I desire you to prepare your self for +your Journey this Instant. You deserve no better +Vehicle than a Cart; however, for once you +shall have a Chariot, and it shall be ready for +you within this half Hour; and so he flung from +me in a Fury. +<a name="page36"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 36]</span> +</p> +<p> +<i>What a foolish Thing it is for a Woman to dally +too long with her Lover's Desires; how many have +owed their being old Maids to their holding out +too long.</i> +</p> +<p> +Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i> came me to presently, and told me, +I must make ready with all the Expedition imaginable, +for that my Master had ordered the +Chariot, and that if I was not prepared to go in + it, I should be turned out of Doors, and left +to find my way Home on Foot. This startled +me a little, yet I resolved, whether in the right +or wrong, not to submit nor ask Pardon: For +that know you, Mamma, you never could your self +bring me to from my Childhood: Besides, I thought +he would be no more able to master his Passion +for me now, than he had been hitherto; and if +he sent two Horses away with me, I concluded +he would send four to fetch me back. So, truly, +I resolved to brazen it out, and with all the Spirit +I could muster up, I told Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i> I was +vastly pleased with the News she brought me; +that no one ever went more readily than I should, +from a Place where my Vartue had been in continual +Danger. That as for my Master, he might +easily get those who were fit for his Purpose; but, +for my Part, I preferred my Vartue to all Rakes +whatever——And for his Promises, and his Offers +to me, I don't value them of a Fig—Not of a +Fig, Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i>; and then I snapt my Fingers. +</p> +<p> +Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i> went in with me, and helped me to +pack up my little All, which was soon done; +being no more than two Day-Caps, two Night-Caps, +five Shifts, one Sham, a Hoop, a Quilted-Petticoat, +two Flannel-Petticoats, two pair of +Stockings, one odd one, a pair of lac'd Shoes, a +short flowered Apron, a lac'd Neck-Handkerchief, +one Clog, and almost another, and some +<a name="page37"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 37]</span> +few Books: as, <i>A full Answer to a plain and +true Account</i>, &c. <i>The Whole Duty of Man</i>, with +only the Duty to one's Neighbour, torn out. +The Third Volume of the <i>Atalantis</i>. <i>Venus in +the Cloyster: Or, the Nun in her Smock. God's +Dealings with Mr. Whitefield. Orfus and Eurydice.</i> +Some Sermon-Books; and two or three +Plays, with their Titles, and Part of the first +Act torn off. +</p> +<p> +So as soon as we had put all this into a Bundle, +the Chariot was ready, and I took leave of all +the Servants, and particularly Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i>, who +pretended, I believe, to be more sorry to part +with me than she was; and then crying out with +an Air of Indifference, my Service to my Master, +when he condescends to enquire after me, I flung +my self into the Chariot, and bid <i>Robin</i> drive +on. +</p> +<p> +We had not gone far, before a Man on Horseback, +riding full Speed, overtook us, and coming +up to the Side of the Chariot, threw a Letter into +the Window, and then departed without uttering +a single Syllable. +</p> +<p> +I immediately knew the Hand of my dear +<i>Williams</i>, and was somewhat surprised, tho' I +did not apprehend the Contents to be so terrible, +as by the following exact Copy you will find +them. +</p> +<h3> +<a name="section17_2"></a> +<i>Parson</i> <span class="smcap">Williams</span> <i>to</i> <span class="smcap">Pamela</span>. +</h3> +<p class="nowrap"> +<i>Dear Mrs.</i> <span class="smcap">Pamela</span>,<br /> +</p> +<p> +That Disrespect for the Clergy, which I +have formerly noted to you in that Villain +your Master, hath now broke forth in a manifest +<a name="page38"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 38]</span> +Fact. I was proceeding to my Neighbour <i>Spruce's</i> +Church, where I purposed to preach a Funeral +Sermon, on the Death of Mr. <i>John Gage</i>, the +Exciseman; when I was met by two Persons +who are, it seems, Sheriffs Officers, and arrested +for the 150<i>l.</i> which your Master had lent me; +and unless I can find Bail within these few Days, +of which I see no likelihood, I shall be carried +to Goal. This accounts for my not having visited +you these two Days; which you might assure +yourself, I should not have fail'd, if the <i>Potestas</i> +had not been wanting. If you can by any means +prevail on your Master to release me, I beseech +you so to do, not scrupling any thing for Righteousness +sake. I hear he is just arrived in this +Country, I have herewith sent him a Letter, +of which I transmit you a Copy. So with Prayers +for your Success, I Subscribe myself +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your affectionate Friend</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<span class="smcap">Arthur Williams</span>.<br /> +</p> +<h3> +<a name="section17_3"></a> +<i>Parson</i> <span class="smcap">Williams</span> <i>to</i> <span class="smcap">Squire Booby</span>. +</h3> +<p class="nowrap"> +<i>Honoured Sir</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p> +I am justly surprized to feel so heavy a Weight +of your Displeasure, without being conscious +of the least Demerit towards so good and generous +a Patron, as I have ever found you: For my +own Part, I can truly say, +</p> +<p class="nowrap"> +<i>Nil conscire sibi nullæ pallescere culpæ.</i><br /> +</p> +<p> +And therefore, as this Proceeding is so contrary +to your usual Goodness, which I have often experienced, +and more especially in the Loan of +<a name="page39"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 39]</span> +this Money for which I am now arrested; I cannot +avoid thinking some malicious Persons have +insinuated false Suggestions against me; intending +thereby, to eradicate those Seeds of Affection +which I have hardly travailed to sowe in your +Heart, and which promised to produce such excellent +Fruit. If I have any ways offended you, +Sir, be graciously pleased to let me know it, and +likewise to point out to me, the Means whereby +I may reinstate myself in your Favour: For next +to him, whom the Great themselves must bow +down before, I know none to whom I shall bend +with more Lowliness than your Honour. Permit +me to subscribe myself, +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Honoured Sir</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your most obedient, and most obliged</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>And most dutiful humble Servant</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<span class="smcap">Arthur Williams</span>.<br /> +</p> +<p> +The Fate of poor Mr. <i>Williams</i> shocked me +more than my own: For, as the <i>Beggar's Opera</i> +says, <i>Nothing moves one so much as a great Man +in Distress.</i> And to see a Man of his Learning +forced to submit so low, to one whom I have +often heard him say, he despises, is, I think, a +most affecting Circumstance. I write all this to +you, Dear Mamma, at the Inn where I lie this +first Night, and as I shall send it immediately, +by the Post, it will be in Town a little before me.——Don't +let my coming away vex you: For, +as my Master will be in Town in a few Days, +I shall have an Opportunity of seeing him; and +<a name="page40"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 40]</span> +let the worst come to the worst, I shall be sure +of my Settlement at last. Which is all, from +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your dutiful Daughter</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<span class="smcap">Shamela</span>.<br /> +</p> +<p> +<i>P. S.</i> Just as I was going to send this away +a Letter is come from my Master, desiring me +to return, with a large Number of Promises.—I +have him now as sure as a Gun, as you will +perceive by the Letter itself, which I have inclosed +to you. +</p> +<p> +This Letter is unhappily lost, as well as the +next which <i>Shamela</i> wrote, and which contained +an Account of all the Proceedings previous to +her Marriage. The only remaining one which +I could preserve, seems to have been written about +a Week after the Ceremony was perform'd, and +is as follows: +</p> +<h3> +<a name="section17_4"></a> +<span class="smcap">Shamela Booby</span> <i>to</i> <span class="smcap">Henrietta +Maria Honora Andrews</span>. +</h3> +<p class="nowrap"> +<i>Madam</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p> +In my last I left off at our sitting down to +Supper on our Wedding Night,<a name="ref_1_1"></a><a href="#footnote_1_1" class="fnref">[1]</a> where I behaved +with as much Bashfulness as the purest +Virgin in the World could have done. The most +difficult Task for me was to blush; however, +by holding my Breath, and Squeezing my Cheeks +with my Handkerchief, I did pretty well. My +Husband was extreamly eager and impatient to +have Supper removed, after which he gave me +leave to retire into my Closet for a Quarter of an +<a name="page41"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 41]</span> +Hour, which was very agreeable to me; for I +employed that time in writing to Mr. <i>Williams</i>, +who, as I informed you in my last, is released, +and presented to the Living, upon the Death of +the last Parson. Well, at last I went to Bed, +and my Husband soon leap'd in after me; where, +I shall only assure you, I acted my Part in such +a manner, that no Bridegroom was ever better +Satisfied with his Bride's Virginity. And to confess +the Truth, I might have been well enough +Satisfied too, if I had never been acquainted with +Parson <i>Williams</i>. +</p> +<p> +<i>O what regard Men who marry Widows should +have to the Qualifications of their former Husbands.</i> +</p> +<p> +We did not rise the next Morning till eleven, +and then we sat down to Breakfast; I eat two +Slices of Bread and Butter, and drank three Dishes +of Tea, with a good deal of Sugar, and we both +look'd very silly. After Breakfast we drest our +selves, he in a blue Camblet Coat, very richly +lac'd, and Breeches of the same; with a Paduafoy +Waistcoat, laced with Silver; and I, in one of +my Mistress's Gowns. I will have finer when I +come to Town. We then took a Walk in the +Garden, and he kissed me several times, and +made me a Present of 100 Guineas, which I gave +away before Night to the Servants, twenty to +one, and ten to another, and so on. +</p> +<p> +We eat a very hearty Dinner, and about eight +in the Evening went to Bed again. He is prodigiously +fond of me; but I don't like him half +so well as my dear <i>Williams</i>. The next Morning +we rose earlier, and I asked him for another +hundred Guineas, and he gave them me. I sent +fifty to Parson <i>Williams</i>, and the rest I gave +away, two Guineas to a Beggar, and three to a +<a name="page42"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 42]</span> +Man riding along the Road, and the rest to other +People. I long to be in <i>London</i> that I may have +an Opportunity of laying some out, as well as +giving away. I believe I shall buy every thing +I see. What signifies having Money if one doth +not spend it. +</p> +<p> +The next Day, as soon as I was up, I asked +him for another Hundred. Why, my Dear, says +he, I don't grudge you any thing, but how was +it possible for you to lay out the other two Hundred +here. La! Sir, says I, I hope I am not +obliged to give you an Account of every Shilling; +Troth, that will be being your Servant +still. I assure you, I married you with no such +view, besides did not you tell me I should be +Mistress of your Estate? And I will be too. For +tho' I brought no Fortune, I am as much your +Wife as if I had brought a Million—yes, but, +my Dear, says he, if you had brought a Million, +you would spend it all at this rate; besides, what +will your Expences be in <i>London</i>, if they are so +great here. Truly, says I, Sir, I shall live like +other Ladies of my Fashion; and if you think, +because I was a Servant, that I shall be contented +to be governed as you please, I will shew you, +you are mistaken. If you had not cared to marry +me, you might have let it alone. I did not +ask you, nor I did not court you. Madam, says +he, I don't value a hundred Guineas to oblige +you; but this is a Spirit which I did not expect +in you, nor did I ever see any Symptoms of it before. +O but Times are altered now, I am your +Lady, Sir; yes to my Sorrow, says he, I am +afraid—and I am afraid to my Sorrow too: For +if you begin to use me in this manner already, +I reckon you will beat me before a Month's at an +<a name="page43"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 43]</span> +end. I am sure if you did, it would injure me +less than this barbarous Treatment; upon which +I burst into Tears, and pretended to fall into a +Fit. This frighted him out of his wits, and he +called up the Servants. Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i> immediately +came in, and she and another of the Maids +fell heartily to rubbing my Temples, and holding +Smelling-Bottles to my Nose. Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i> +told him she fear'd I should never recover, upon +which he began to beat his Breasts, and cried out, +O my dearest Angel, Curse on my passionate +Temper, I have destroy'd her, I have destroy'd +her!——would she had spent my whole Estate rather +than this had happened. Speak to me, my +Love, I will melt myself into Gold for thy +Pleasure. At last having pretty well tired my +self with counterfeiting, and imagining I had +continu'd long enough for my purpose in the +sham Fit, I began to move my Eyes, to loosen +my Teeth, and to open my Hands, which Mr. +<i>Booby</i> no sooner perceived than he embraced and +kissed me with the eagerest Extacy, asked my +Pardon on his Knees for what I had suffered +through his Folly and Perverseness, and without +more Questions fetched me the Money. I fancy +I have effectually prevented any farther Refusals +or Inquiry into my Expences. It would be hard +indeed, that a Woman who marries a Man only +for his Money, should be debarred from spending +it. +</p> +<p> +Well, after all things were quiet, we sat down +to Breakfast, yet I resolved not to smile once, +nor to say one good-natured, or good-humoured +Word on any Account. +</p> +<p> +<i>Nothing can be more prudent in a Wife, than +a sullen Backwardness to Reconciliation; it makes</i> +<a name="page44"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 44]</span> +<i>a Husband fearful of offending by the Length of +his Punishment.</i> +</p> +<p> +When we were drest, the Coach was by my +Desire ordered for an Airing, which we took in +it. A long Silence prevailed on both Sides, tho' +he constantly squeezed my Hand, and kissed me, +and used other Familiarities, which I peevishly +permitted. At last, I opened my Mouth first.—And +so, says I, you are sorry you are married;—Pray, +my Dear, says he, forget what I said +in a Passion. Passion, says I, is apter to discover +our Thoughts than to teach us to counterfeit. +Well, says he, whether you will believe me or +no, I solemnly vow, I would not change thee for +the richest Woman in the Universe. No, I +warrant you, says I; and yet you could refuse +me a nasty hundred Pound. At these very Words, +I saw Mr. <i>Williams</i> riding as fast as he could +across a Field; and I looked out, and saw a Lease +of Greyhounds coursing a Hare, which they presently +killed, and I saw him alight, and take it +from them. +</p> +<p> +My Husband ordered <i>Robin</i> to drive towards +him, and looked horribly out of humour, which +I presently imputed to Jealousy. So I began with +him first; for that is the wisest way. La, Sir, +says I; what makes you look so Angry and +Grim? Doth the Sight of Mr. <i>Williams</i> give you +all this Uneasiness? I am sure, I would never +have married a Woman of whom I had so bad +an Opinion, that I must be uneasy at every Fellow +she looks at. My Dear, answer'd he, you +injure me extremely, you was not in my Thoughts, +nor, indeed, could be, while they were covered +by so morose a Countenance; I am justly angry +with that Parson, whose Family hath been raised +<a name="page45"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 45]</span> +from the Dunghill by ours; and who hath received +from me twenty Kindnesses, and yet is +not contented to destroy the Game in all other +Places, which I freely give him leave to do; but +hath the Impudence to pursue a few Hares, +which I am desirous to preserve, round about +this little Coppice. Look, my Dear, pray look, +says he; I believe he is going to turn Higler. +To Confess the Truth, he had no less than three +ty'd up behind his Horse, and a fourth he held in +his Hand. +</p> +<p> +Pshaw, says I, I wish all the Hares in the +Country were d——d (the Parson himself +chid me afterwards for using the Word, tho' it +was in his Service.) Here's a Fuss, indeed, +about a nasty little pitiful Creature, that is not +half so useful as a Cat. You shall not persuade +me, that a Man of your Understanding, would +quarrel with a Clergyman for such a Trifle. No, +no, I am the Hare, for whom poor Parson <i>Williams</i> +is persecuted; and Jealousy is the Motive. +If you had married one of your Quality Ladies, +she would have had Lovers by dozens, she +would so; but because you have taken a Servant-Maid, +forsooth! you are jealous if she but +looks (and then I began to Water) at a poor +P——a——a——rson in his Pu——u——u——lpit, +and then out burst a Flood of Tears. +</p> +<p> +My Dear, said he, for Heaven's sake dry your +Eyes, and don't let him be a Witness of your +Tears, which I should be sorry to think might be +imputed to my Unkindness; I have already given +you Some Proofs that I am not jealous of this +Parson; I will now give you a very strong one: +For I will mount my Horse, and you shall take +<i>Williams</i> into the Coach. You may be sure, this +<a name="page46"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 46]</span> +Motion pleased me, yet I pretended to make as +light of it as possible, and told him, I was sorry his +Behaviour had made some such glaring Instance, +necessary to the perfect clearing my Character. +</p> +<p> +He soon came up to Mr. <i>Williams</i>, who had +attempted to ride off, but was prevented by one of +our Horsemen, whom my Husband sent to stop +him. When we met, my Husband asked him +how he did with a very good-humoured Air, and +told him he perceived he had found good Sport +that Morning. He answered pretty moderate, Sir; +for that he had found the three Hares tied on to +the Saddle dead in a Ditch (winking on me at +the same time), and added he was sorry there +was such a Rot among them. +</p> +<p> +Well, says Mr. <i>Booby</i>, if you please, Mr. +<i>Williams</i>, you shall come in and ride with my +Wife. For my own part, I will mount on +Horseback; for it is fine Weather, and besides, +it doth not become me to loll in a Chariot, whilst +a Clergyman rides on Horseback. +</p> +<p> +At which Words, Mr. <i>Booby</i> leap'd out, and +Mr. <i>Williams</i> leap'd in, in an Instant, telling my +Husband as he mounted, he was glad to see such +a Reformation, and that if he continued his Respect +to the Clergy, he might assure himself of Blessings +from above. +</p> +<p> +It was now that the Airing began to grow pleasant +to me. Mr. <i>Williams</i>, who never had but one +Fault, <i>viz.</i> that he generally smells of Tobacco, +was now perfectly sweet; for he had for two +Days together enjoined himself as a Penance, +not to smoke till he had kissed my Lips. I will +loosen you from that Obligation, says I, and observing +my Husband looking another way, I +gave him a charming Kiss, and then he asked +<a name="page47"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 47]</span> +me Questions concerning my Wedding-night; +this actually made me blush: I vow I did not +think, it had been in him. +</p> +<p> +As he went along, he began to discourse very +learnedly, and told me the Flesh and the Spirit +were too distinct Matters, which had not the +least relation to each other. That all immaterial +Substances (those were his very Words) such as +Love, Desire, and so forth, were guided by the +Spirit: But fine Houses, large Estates, Coaches, +and dainty Entertainments were the Product of +the Flesh. Therefore, says he, my Dear, you +have two Husbands, one the Object of your +Love, and to satisfy your Desire; the other the +Object of your Necessity, and to furnish you +with those other Conveniences. (I am sure I +remember every Word, for he repeated it three +Times; O he is very good whenever I desire +him to repeat a thing to me three times he always +doth it!) as then the Spirit is preferable, to the +Flesh, so am I preferable to your other Husband, +to whom I am antecedent in Time likewise. I +say these things, my Dear, (said he) to satisfie +your Conscience. A Fig, for my Conscience, +said I, when shall I meet you again in the +Garden? +</p> +<p> +My Husband now rode up to the Chariot, and +asked us how we did—I hate the Sight of him. +Mr. <i>Williams</i> answered very well, at your Service. +They then talked of the Weather, and +other things, I wished him gone again, every +Minute; but all in vain I had no more Opportunity +of conversing with Mr. <i>Williams</i>. +</p> +<p> +Well; at Dinner Mr. <i>Booby</i> was very civil to +Mr. <i>Williams</i>, and told him he was sorry for +what had happened, and would make him sufficient +<a name="page48"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 48]</span> +Amends, if in his power, and desired him +to accept of a Note for fifty Pounds; which he +was so <i>good</i> to receive, notwithstanding all that +had past; and told Mr. <i>Booby</i>, he hop'd he +would be forgiven, and that he would pray +for him. +</p> +<p> +We make a charming Fool of him, i'fackins; +Times are finely altered, I have entirely got the +better of him, and am resolved never to give him +his Humour. +</p> +<p> +<i>O how foolish it is in a Woman, who hath once +got the Reins into her own Hand, ever to quit +them again.</i> +</p> +<p> +After Dinner Mr. <i>Williams</i> drank the Church +<i>et cætera</i>; and smiled on me; when my Husband's +Turn came, he drank <i>et cætera</i> and the +Church; for which he was very severely rebuked +by Mr. <i>Williams</i>; it being a high Crime, it seems, +to name any thing before the Church. I do not +know what <i>Et cetera</i> is, but I believe it is something +concerning chusing Pallament Men; for +I asked if it was not a Health to Mr. <i>Booby's</i> Borough, +and Mr. <i>Williams</i> with a hearty Laugh +answered, Yes, Yes, it is his Borough we mean. +</p> +<p> +I slipt out as soon as I could, hoping Mr. +<i>Williams</i> would finish the Squire, as I have heard +him say he could easily do, and come to me; but +it happened quite otherwise, for in about half an +Hour, <i>Booby</i> came to me, and told me he had +left Mr. <i>Williams</i>, the Mayor of his Borough, +and two or three Aldermen heartily at it, and +asked me if I would go hear <i>Williams</i> sing a +Catch, which, added he, he doth to a Miracle. +</p> +<p> +Every Opportunity of seeing my dear <i>Williams</i>, +was agreeable to me, which indeed I scarce had at +this time; for when we returned, the whole +<a name="page49"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 49]</span> +Corporation were got together, and the Room +was in a Cloud of Tobacco; Parson <i>Williams</i> was +at the upper End of the Table, and he hath pure +round cherry Cheeks, and his Face look'd all the +World to nothing like the Sun in a Fog. If the +Sun had a Pipe in his Mouth, there would be no +Difference. +</p> +<p> +I began now to grow uneasy, apprehending I +should have no more of Mr. <i>Williams's</i> Company +that Evening, and not at all caring for my +Husband, I advised him to sit down and drink +for his Country with the rest of the Company; +but he refused, and desired me to give him some +Tea; swearing nothing made him so sick, as to +hear a Parcel of Scoundrels, roaring forth the +Principles of honest Men over their Cups, when, +says he, I know most of them are such empty +Blockheads, that they don't know their right +Hand from their left; and that Fellow there, who +hath talked so much of <i>Shipping</i>, at the left Side of +the Parson, in whom they all place a Confidence, if +I don't take care, will sell them to my Adversary. +</p> +<p> +I don't know why I mention this Stuff to you; +for I am sure I know nothing about <i>Pollitricks</i>, +more than Parson <i>Williams</i> tells me; who says +that the Court-side are in the right on't, and that +every Christian ought to be on the same with +the Bishops. +</p> +<p> +When we had finished our Tea, we walked in +the Garden till it was dark, and then my Husband +proposed, instead of returning to the Company, +(which I desired, that I might see Parson +<i>Williams</i> again,) to sup in another Room by our +selves, which, for fear of making him jealous, +and considering too, that Parson <i>Williams</i> would +be pretty far gone, I was obliged to consent to. +<a name="page50"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 50]</span> +</p> +<p> +<i>O! what a devilish thing it is, for a Woman +to be obliged to go to bed to a spindle-shanked young +Squire, she doth not like, when there is a jolly +Parson in the same House she is fond of.</i> +</p> +<p> +In the Morning I grew very peevish, and in the +Dumps, notwithstanding all he could say or do to +please me. I exclaimed against the Priviledge of +Husbands, and vowed I would not be pulled and +tumbled about. At last he hit on the only Method, +which could have brought me into Humour, +and proposed to me a Journey to <i>London</i>, within +a few Days. This you may easily guess pleased +me; for besides the Desire which I have of shewing +my self forth, of buying fine Cloaths, Jewels, +Coaches, Houses, and ten thousand other fine +things, Parson <i>Williams</i> is, it seems, going thither +too, to be <i>instuted</i>. +</p> +<p> +<i>O! what a charming Journey I shall have; +for I hope to keep the dear Man in the Chariot +with me all the way; and that foolish Booby (for +that is the Name Mr.</i> Williams <i>hath set him) will +ride on Horseback.</i> +</p> +<p> +So as I shall have an Opportunity of seeing you +so shortly, I think I will mention no more Matters +to you now. O I had like to have forgot one +very material thing; which is that it will look +horribly, for a Lady of my Quality and Fashion, +to own such a Woman as you for my Mother. +Therefore we must meet in private only, and +if you will never claim me, nor mention me to +any one, I will always allow you what is very +handsome. Parson <i>Williams</i> hath greatly advised +me in this; and says, he thinks I should do +very well to lay out twenty Pounds, and set you +up in a little Chandler's Shop: but you must remember +all my Favours to you will depend on +<a name="page51"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 51]</span> +your Secrecy; for I am positively resolved, I will +not be known to be your Daughter; and if you +tell any one so, I shall deny it with all my Might, +which Parson <i>Williams</i> says, I may do with a +safe Conscience, being now a married Woman. +So I rest +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your humble Servant</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<span class="smcap">Shamela</span>.<br /> +</p> +<p> +<i>P. S.</i> The strangest Fancy hath enter'd into +my Booby's Head, that can be imagined. He is +resolved to have a Book made about him and me; +he proposed it to Mr. <i>Williams</i>, and offered him +a Reward for his Pains; but he says he never +writ any thing of that kind, but will recommend +my Husband, when he comes to Town, to a +Parson <i>who does that Sort of Business for Folks</i>, one +who can make my Husband, and me, and Parson +<i>Williams</i>, to be all great People; for he <i>can make +black white</i>, it seems. Well, but they say my +Name is to be altered, Mr. <i>Williams</i>, says the +first Syllabub hath too comical a Sound, so it is +to be changed into <i>Pamela</i>; I own I can't imagine +what can be said; for to be sure I shan't confess +any of my Secrets to them, and so I whispered +Parson <i>Williams</i> about that, who answered me, I +need not give my self any Trouble; for the Gentleman +<i>who writes Lives</i>, never asked more than a +few Names of his Customers, and that he made all +the rest out of his own Head; you mistake, Child, +said he, if you apprehend any Truths are to be delivered. +So far on the contrary, if you had not +been acquainted with the Name, you would not +<a name="page52"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 52]</span> +have known it to be your own History. I have +seen a <i>Piece of his Performance</i>, where the Person, +whose Life was written, could he have risen from +the Dead again, would not have even suspected +he had been aimed at, unless by the Title of the +Book, which was superscribed with his Name. +Well, all these Matters are strange to me, yet I +can't help laughing, to think I shall see my self +in a printed Book. +</p> +<hr /> +<p> +So much for Mrs. <i>Shamela</i>, or <i>Pamela</i>, which +I have taken Pains to transcribe from the Originals, +sent down by her Mother in a Rage, at the +Proposal in her last Letter. The Originals themselves +are in my hands, and shall be communicated +to you, if you think proper to make them +publick; and certainly they will have their Use. +The Character of <i>Shamela</i>, will make young +Gentlemen wary how they take the most fatal +Step both to themselves and Families, by youthful, +hasty and improper Matches; indeed, they +may assure themselves, that all Such Prospects of +Happiness are vain and delusive, and that they +sacrifice all the solid Comforts of their Lives, to +a very transient Satisfaction of a Passion, which +how hot so ever it be, will be soon cooled; and +when cooled, will afford them nothing but +Repentance. +</p> +<p> +Can any thing be more miserable, than to be +despised by the whole World, and that must certainly +be the Consequence; to be despised by the +Person obliged, which it is more than probable +will be the Consequence, and of which, we see +an Instance in <i>Shamela</i>; and lastly to despise one's +self, which must be the Result of any Reflection +on so weak and unworthy a Choice. +<a name="page53"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 53]</span> +</p> +<p> +As to the Character of Parson <i>Williams</i>, I am +sorry it is a true one. Indeed those who do not +know him, will hardly believe it so; but what +Scandal doth it throw on the Order to have one +bad Member, unless they endeavour to screen +and protect him? In him you see a Picture of +almost every Vice exposed in nauseous and odious +Colours; and if a Clergyman would ask me by +what Pattern he should form himself, I would +say, Be the reverse of <i>Williams</i>: So far therefore +he may be of use to the Clergy themselves, +and though God forbid there should be many +<i>Williams's</i> amongst them, you and I are too +honest to pretend, that the Body wants no Reformation. +</p> +<p> +To say the Truth, I think no greater Instance +of the contrary can be given than that which appears +in your Letter. The confederating to cry +up a nonsensical ridiculous Book, (I believe the +most extensively so of any ever yet published,) +and to be so weak and so wicked as to pretend +to make it a Matter of Religion; whereas so far +from having any moral Tendency, the Book is +by no means innocent: For, +</p> +<p> +<i>First</i>, There are many lascivious Images in it, +very improper to be laid before the Youth of +either Sex. +</p> +<p> +<i>2dly</i>, Young Gentlemen are here taught, that +to marry their Mother's Chambermaids, and to +indulge the Passion of Lust, at the Expence of +Reason and Common Sense, is an Act of Religion, +Virtue, and Honour; and, indeed the surest +Road to Happiness. +</p> +<p> +<i>3dly</i>, All Chambermaids are strictly enjoyned +to look out after their Masters; they are taught +to use little Arts to that purpose: And lastly, are +<a name="page54"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 54]</span> +countenanced in Impertinence to their Superiors, +and in betraying the Secrets of Families. +</p> +<p> +<i>4thly</i>, In the Character of Mrs. <i>Jewkes</i> Vice +is rewarded; whence every Housekeeper may +learn the Usefulness of pimping and bawding +for her Master. +</p> +<p> +<i>5thly</i>, In Parson <i>Williams</i>, who is represented +as a faultless Character, we see a busy Fellow, +intermeddling with the private Affairs of his Patron, +whom he is very ungratefully forward to +expose and condemn on every Occasion. +</p> +<p> +Many more Objections might, if I had Time +or Inclination, be made to this Book; but I apprehend, +what hath been said is sufficient to persuade +you of the use which may arise from publishing +an Antidote to this Poison. I have therefore +sent you the Copies of these Papers, and if +you have Leisure to communicate them to the +Press, I will transmit you the Originals, tho' I +assure you, the Copies are exact. +</p> +<p> +I shall only add, that there is not the least +Foundation for any thing which is said of Lady +<i>Davers</i>, or any of the other Ladies; all that is +merely to be imputed to the Invention of the +Biographer. I have particularly enquired after +Lady <i>Davers</i>, and dont hear Mr. <i>Booby</i> hath +such a Relation, or that there is indeed any such +Person existing. I am, +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Dear Sir</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Most faithfully and respectfully</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your humble Servant</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<span class="smcap">J. Oliver</span>.<br /> +</p> +<div class="footnote"> +<p> +<a name="footnote_1_1"></a><a href="#ref_1_1">1</a>: This was the Letter which is lost. +<a name="page55"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 55]</span> +</p> +</div> +<h3> +<a name="section17_5"></a> +<i>Parson</i> <span class="smcap">Tickletext</span> <i>to Parson</i> <span class="smcap">Oliver</span>. +</h3> +<p class="nowrap"> +<i>Dear SIR</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p> +I Have read over the History of <i>Shamela</i>, as it +appears in those authentick Copies you favour'd +me with, and am very much ashamed of the +Character, which I was hastily prevailed on to +give that Book. I am equally angry with the +pert Jade herself, and with the Author of her +Life: For I scarce know yet to whom I chiefly +owe an Imposition, which hath been so general, +that if Numbers could defend me from Shame, I +should have no Reason to apprehend it. +</p> +<p> +As I have your implied Leave to publish, +what you so kindly sent me, I shall not wait for +the Originals, as you assure me the Copies are +exact, and as I am really impatient to do what +I think a serviceable Act of Justice to the +World. +</p> +<p> +Finding by the End of her last Letter, that +the little Hussy was in Town, I made it pretty +much my Business to enquire after her, but with +no effect hitherto: As soon as I succeed in this +Enquiry, you shall hear what Discoveries I can +learn. You will pardon the Shortness of this +Letter, as you shall be troubled with a much +longer very soon: And believe me, +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Dear Sir</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<i>Your most faithful Servant</i>,<br /> +</p> +<p class="signature"> +<span class="smcap">Tho. Tickletext</span>.<br /> +<a name="page56"></a><span class="pagenum">[Pg 56]</span> +</p> +<p> +<i>P. S.</i> Since I writ, I have a certain Account +that Mr. <i>Booby</i> hath caught his Wife in bed with +<i>Williams</i>; hath turned her off, and is prosecuting +him in the spiritual Court. +</p> +<p class="theend"> +<i>FINIS</i><br /> +</p> +<p class="figure"> +<img src="images/i056.jpg" width="271" height="194" alt="decoration" /> +</p> +<div class="trnote"> +<h2> +<a name="chapter18"></a> +TRANSCRIBER'S NOTE +</h2> +<p> +“Conny Keyber” was a pseudonym for Henry Fielding. +</p> +<p> +The following printer's errors have been corrected: +</p> +<p class="nowrap"> +genenerally for generally<br /> +Pamala for Pamela<br /> +Reprobates for Reprobate<br /> +advied for advised<br /> +duplicate word “in”<br /> +duplicate word “out”<br /> +duplicate word “the”<br /> +</p> +<p> +The following unusual spellings have been retained, as they were probably +intentional: +</p> +<p class="nowrap"> +Aukwardness<br /> +brightned<br /> +extatick<br /> +Falshoods<br /> +Misreprsentations<br /> +perswaded<br /> +Poluteness<br /> +Vartue<br /> +wholsome<br /> +</p> +</div> + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of An Apology for the Life of Mrs. +Shamela Andrews, by Conny Keyber + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK APOLOGY FOR LIFE OF MRS. 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