means no more, than that Manners and not Dress are the Ornaments of a Woman.  If this comes to the Knowledge of my Female Admirers, I shall be very hard put to it to bring my self off handsomely.  In the mean while I give you this Account, that you may take care hereafter not to betray any of your Well-wishers into the like Inconveniencies.  It is in the Number of these that I beg leave to subscribe my self,

  Tom Trippit.

  Mr.  SPECTATOR,

   Your Readers are so well pleased with your Character of Sir ROGER DE
  COVERLEY, that there appeared a sensible Joy in every Coffee-house,
  upon hearing the old Knight was come to Town.  I am now with a Knot of
  his Admirers, who make it their joint Request to you, that you would
  give us publick Notice of the Window or Balcony where the Knight
  intends to make his Appearance.  He has already given great
  Satisfaction to several who have seen him at Squires Coffee-house. 
  If you think fit to place your short Face at Sir ROGERS Left Elbow,
  we shall take the Hint, and gratefully acknowledge so great a Favour.

I am, Sir, Your most Devoted Humble Servant, C. D.

  SIR,

   Knowing that you are very Inquisitive after every thing that is
  Curious in Nature, I will wait on you if you please in the Dusk of the
  Evening, with my Show upon my Back, which I carry about with me in a
  Box, as only consisting of a Man, a Woman, and an Horse.  The two first
  are married, in which State the little Cavalier has so well acquitted
  himself, that his Lady is with Child.  The big-bellied Woman, and her
  Husband, with their whimsical Palfry, are so very light, that when
  they are put together into a Scale, an ordinary Man may weigh down the
  whole Family.  The little Man is a Bully in his Nature; but when he
  grows cholerick I confine him to his Box till his Wrath is over, by
  which Means I have hitherto prevented him from doing Mischief.  His
  Horse is likewise very vicious, for which Reason I am forced to tie
  him close to his Manger with a Pack-thread.  The Woman is a Coquet.  She
  struts as much as it is possible for a Lady of two Foot high, and
  would ruin me in Silks, were not the Quantity that goes to a large
  Pin-Cushion sufficient to make her a Gown and Petticoat.  She told me
  the other Day, that she heard the Ladies wore coloured Hoods, and
  ordered me to get her one of the finest Blue.  I am forced to comply
  with her Demands while she is in her present Condition, being very
  willing to have more of the same Breed.  I do not know what she may
  produce me, but provided it be a Show I shall be very well
  satisfied.  Such Novelties should not, I think, be concealed from the
  British Spectator; for which Reason I hope you will excuse this
  Presumption in