who has a Value for her Countenance, and consequently would not be put out of it, presume to travel after such a Day without one of them in their Pockets.  I fancy a smart Spectator upon this Subject would serve for such a Padlock; and that publick Notice may be given in your Paper where they may be had with Directions, Price 2_d_. and that part of the Directions may be, when any Person presumes to be guilty of the above-mentioned Crime, the Party aggrieved may produce it to his Face, with a Request to read it to the Company.  He must be very much hardened that could outface that Rebuke; and his further Punishment I leave you to prescribe.

  Your humble Servant,
  Penance Cruel.

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[Footnote 1:  To this number is appended the advertisement: 

  This Day is Published,

a very neat Pocket Edition of the 3rd and 4th Volumes of the Spectator in 12 deg..  To which is added a compleat Index to the whole 4 volumes.  Printed for S. Buckley at the Dolphin in Little Britain and J. Tonson at Shakespear’s Head over against Catherine Street in the Strand.]

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No. 534.  Wednesday, November 12, 1712.  Steele.

  ’—­Rarus enim ferme sensus communis in illa
  Fortuna—­’

  Juv.

  Mr.  SPECTATOR,

’I am a young Woman of Nineteen, the only Daughter of very wealthy Parents; and have my whole Life been used with a Tenderness which did me no great Service in my Education.  I have perhaps an uncommon Desire for Knowledge of what is suitable to my Sex and Quality; but as far as I can remember, the whole Dispute about me has been, whether such a thing was proper for the Child to do, or not?  Or whether such or such Food was the more wholsome for the young Lady to eat?  This was ill for my Shape, that for my Complexion, and t’other for my Eyes.  I am not extravagant when I tell you, I do not know that I have trod upon the very Earth since I was ten Years old:  A Coach or Chair I am obliged to for all my Motions from one Place to another ever since I can remember.  All who had to do to instruct me, have ever been bringing Stories of the notable things I have said and the Womanly manner of my behaving my self upon such and such an Occasion.  This has been my State, till I came towards Years of Womanhood; and ever since I grew towards the Age of Fifteen, I have been abused after another Manner.  Now, forsooth, I am so killing, no one can safely speak to me.  Our House is frequented by Men of Sense, and I love to ask Questions when I fall into such Conversation; but I am cut short with something or other about my bright Eyes.  There is, Sir, a Language particular for talking to Women in; and none but those of the very first good Breeding (who are very few, and who seldom come into my way) can speak to us without regard to our Sex.  Among the generality of those they call Gentlemen,