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By Joseph Addison et al.
Days with Sir Roger De Coverley
Sir Richard Steele
and Richard Steele
(Originally published in THE SPECTATOR)
SIR ROGER’S FAMILY.
MR. WILL WIMBLE.
THE PICTURE GALLERY.
A COUNTRY SUNDAY.
THE COUNTY ASSIZES.
THE SPECTATOR’S RETURN TO TOWN.
SIR ROGER’S FAMILY.
Having often received an invitation from my friend Sir Roger de Coverley to pass away a month with him in the country, I last week accompanied him thither, and am settled with him for some time at his country—house, where I intend to form several of my ensuing Speculations. Sir Roger, who is very well acquainted with my humour, lets me rise and go to bed when I please, dine at his own table or in my chamber as I think fit, sit still and say nothing without bidding me be merry. When the gentlemen of the country come to see him, he only shews me at a distance. As I have been walking in his fields I have observed them stealing a sight of me over an hedge, and have heard the Knight desiring them not to let me see them, for that I hated to be stared at. I am the more at ease in Sir Roger’s family, because it consists of sober and staid persons; for as the Knight is the best master in the world, he seldom changes his servants; and as he is beloved by all about him, his servants never care for leaving him; by this means his domesticks are all in years, and grown old with their master. You would take his valet de chambre for his brother, his butler is gray—headed, his groom is one of the gravest men that I have ever seen, and his coachman has the looks of a privy—counsellor. You see the goodness of the master even in the old house—dog, and in a gray pad that is kept in the stable with great care and tenderness out of regard to his past services, tho’ he has been useless for several years.
I could not but observe with a great deal of pleasure the joy that appeared in the countenance of these ancient domesticks upon my friend’s arrival at his country—seat. Some of them could not refrain from tears at the sight of their old master; every one of them press’d forward to do something for him, and seemed discouraged if they were not employed. At the same time the good old Knight, with the mixture of the father and the master of the family, tempered the enquiries after his own affairs with several kind questions relating to themselves. This humanity and good—nature engages every body to him, so that when he is pleasant upon any of them, all his family are in good humour, and none so much as the person whom he diverts himself with. On the contrary, if he coughs, or betrays any infirmity of old age, it is easy for a stander—by to observe a secret concern in the looks of all his servants.
My worthy friend has put me under the particular care of his butler, who is a very prudent man, and, as well as the rest of his fellow—servants, wonderfully desirous of pleasing me, because they have often heard their master talk of me as of his particular friend.
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