Ornaments of the Mind, that make Persons Illustrious in themselves, and Useful to others.  When Women are thus perpetually dazling one anothers Imaginations, and filling their Heads with nothing but Colours, it is no Wonder that they are more attentive to the superficial Parts of Life, than the solid and substantial Blessings of it.  A Girl, who has been trained up in this kind of Conversation, is in danger of every Embroidered Coat that comes in her Way.  A Pair of fringed Gloves may be her Ruin.  In a word, Lace and Ribbons, Silver and Gold Galloons, with the like glittering Gew-Gaws, are so many Lures to Women of weak Minds or low Educations, and, when artificially displayed, are able to fetch down the most airy Coquet from the wildest of her Flights and Rambles.

True Happiness is of a retired Nature, and an Enemy to Pomp and Noise; it arises, in the first place, from the Enjoyment of ones self; and, in the next, from the Friendship and Conversation of a few select Companions.  It loves Shade and Solitude, and naturally haunts Groves and Fountains, Fields and Meadows:  In short, it feels every thing it wants within itself, and receives no Addition from Multitudes of Witnesses and Spectators.  On the contrary, false Happiness loves to be in a Crowd, and to draw the Eyes of the World upon her.  She does not receive any Satisfaction from the Applauses which she gives her self, but from the Admiration which she raises in others.  She flourishes in Courts and Palaces, Theatres and Assemblies, and has no Existence but when she is looked upon.

Aurelia, tho’ a Woman of Great Quality, delights in the Privacy of a Country Life, and passes away a great part of her Time in her own Walks and Gardens.  Her Husband, who is her Bosom Friend and Companion in her Solitudes, has been in Love with her ever since he knew her.  They both abound with good Sense, consummate Virtue, and a mutual Esteem; and are a perpetual Entertainment to one another.  Their Family is under so regular an Oeconomy, in its Hours of Devotion and Repast, Employment and Diversion, that it looks like a little Common-Wealth within it self.  They often go into Company, that they may return with the greater Delight to one another; and sometimes live in Town not to enjoy it so properly as to grow weary of it, that they may renew in themselves the Relish of a Country Life.  By this means they are Happy in each other, beloved by their Children, adored by their Servants, and are become the Envy, or rather the Delight, of all that know them.

How different to this is the Life of Fulvia! she considers her Husband as her Steward, and looks upon Discretion and good House-Wifery, as little domestick Virtues, unbecoming a Woman of Quality.  She thinks Life lost in her own Family, and fancies herself out of the World, when she is not in the Ring, the Play-House, or the Drawing-Room:  She lives in a perpetual Motion of Body and Restlessness of Thought, and is