Mr. SPECTATOR,

Here is a young Man walks by our Door every Day about the Dusk of the Evening.  He looks up at my Window, as if to see me; and if I steal towards it to peep at him, he turns another way, and looks frightened at finding what he was looking for.  The Air is very cold; and pray let him know that if he knocks at the Door, he will be carry’d to the Parlour Fire; and I will come down soon after, and give him an Opportunity to break his Mind.  I am, SIR, Your humble Servant, Mary Comfitt.

  If I observe he cannot speak, Ill give him time to recover himself,
  and ask him how he does.

Dear SIR, I beg you to print this without Delay, and by the first Opportunity give us the natural Causes of Longing in Women; or put me out of Fear that my Wife will one time or other be delivered of something as monstrous as any thing that has yet appeared to the World; for they say the Child is to bear a Resemblance of what was desir’d by the Mother.  I have been marry’d upwards of six Years, have had four Children, and my Wife is now big with the fifth.  The Expences she has put me to in procuring what she has longed for during her Pregnancy with them, would not only have handsomely defray’d the Charges of the Month, but of their Education too; her Fancy being so exorbitant for the first Year or two, as not to confine it self to the usual Objects of Eatables and Drinkables, but running out after Equipage and Furniture, and the like Extravagancies.  To trouble you only with a few of them:  When she was with Child of Tom, my eldest Son, she came home one day just fainting, and told me she had been visiting a Relation, whose Husband had made her a Present of a Chariot and a stately pair of Horses; and that she was positive she could not breathe a Week longer, unless she took the Air in the Fellow to it of her own within that time:  This, rather than lose an Heir, I readily comply’d with.  Then the Furniture of her best Room must be instantly changed, or she should mark the Child with some of the frightful Figures in the old-fashion’d Tapestry.  Well, the Upholsterer was called, and her Longing sav’d that bout.  When she went with Molly, she had fix’d her Mind upon a new Set of Plate, and as much China as would have furnished an India Shop:  These also I chearfully granted, for fear of being Father to an Indian Pagod.  Hitherto I found her Demands rose upon every Concession; and had she gone on, I had been ruined:  But by good Fortune, with her third, which was Peggy, the Height of her Imagination came down to the Corner of a Venison Pasty, and brought her once even upon her Knees to gnaw off the Ears of a Pig from the Spit.  The Gratifications of her Palate were easily preferred to those of her Vanity; and sometimes a Partridge or a Quail, a Wheat-Ear or the Pestle of a Lark, were chearfully purchased; nay, I could be contented tho I were to feed her with green Pease in April, or Cherries in May.  But with the Babe she now goes,