Mr. Gazetteer,
  
  
    I am an honest Tradesman, who never meant Harm
    to any Body. My Affairs went on smoothly while a Batchelor; but of
    late I have met with some Difficulties, of which I take the Freedom
    to give you an Account.
    About the Time I first address’d my present
    Spouse, her Father gave out in Speeches, that if she married a Man
    he liked, he would give with her £200 on the Day of Marriage. ’Tis
    true he never said so to me, but he always receiv’d me very kindly
    at his House, and openly countenac’d my Courtship. I form’d several
    fine Schemes, what to do with this same £200 and in some Measure
    neglected my Business on that Account: But unluckily it came to
    pass, that when the old Gentleman saw I was pretty well engag’d,
    and that the Match was too far gone to be easily broke off; he,
    without any Reason given, grew very angry, forbid me the House, and
    told his Daughter that if she married me he would not give her a
    Farthing. However (as he foresaw) we were not to be disappointed in
    that Manner; but having stole a Wedding, I took her home to my
    House; where we were not in quite so poor a Condition as the Couple
    describ’d in the Scotch Song, who had
   
  
    for I had a House tolerably furnished, for an ordinary Man,
    before. No thanks to Dad, who I understand was very much pleased
    with his politick Management. And I have since learn’d that there
    are old Curmudgeons (so called) besides him, who have this
    Trick, to marry their Daughters, and yet keep what they might well
    spare, till they can keep it no longer: But this by way of
    Digression; A Word to the Wise is enough.
    I soon saw that with Care and Industry we might
    live tolerably easy, and in Credit with our Neighbours: But my Wife
    had a strong Inclination to be a Gentlewoman. In Consequence
    of this, my old-fashioned Looking-Glass was one Day broke, as she
    said, No Mortal could tell which way. However, since we
    could not be without a Glass in the Room, My Dear, says she,
    we may as well buy a large fashionable One that Mr.
    Such-a-one has to sell; it will cost but little more than a
    common Glass, and will be much handsomer and more
    creditable. Accordingly the Glass was bought, and hung against
    the Wall: But in a Week’s time, I was made sensible by little and
    little, that the Table was by no Means suitable to such a
    Glass. And a more proper Table being procur’d, my Spouse,
    who was an excellent Contriver, inform’d me where we might have
    very handsome Chairs in the Way; And thus, by Degrees, I
    found all my old Furniture stow’d up into the Garret, and every
    thing below alter’d for the better.
    Had we stopp’d here, we might have done well
    enough; but my Wife being entertain’d with Tea by the Good
    Women she visited, we could do no less than the like when they
    visited us; and so we got a Tea-Table with all its
    Appurtenances of China and Silver. Then my Spouse
    unfortunately overwork’d herself in washing the House, so that we
    could do no longer without a Maid. Besides this, it happened
    frequently, that when I came home at One, the Dinner was but
    just put in the Pot; for, My Dear thought really it had
    been but Eleven: At other Times when I came at the same Hour,
    She wondered I would stay so long, for Dinner was ready
    and had waited for me these two Hours. These Irregularities,
    occasioned by mistaking the Time, convinced me, that it was
    absolutely necessary to buy a Clock; which my Spouse
    observ’d, was a great Ornament to the Room! And lastly, to
    my Grief, she was frequently troubled with some Ailment or other,
    and nothing did her so much Good as Riding; And these
    Hackney Horses were such wretched ugly Creatures, that—I
    bought a very fine pacing Mare, which cost £20. And hereabouts
    Affairs have stood for some Months past.
    I could see all along, that this Way of Living
    was utterly inconsistent with my Circumstances, but had not
    Resolution enough to help it. Till lately, receiving a very severe
    Dun, which mention’d the next Court, I began in earnest to project
    Relief. Last Monday my Dear went over the River, to see a Relation,
    and stay a Fortnight, because she could not bear the Heat of
    the Town. In the Interim, I have taken my Turn to make
    Alterations, viz. I have turn’d away the Maid, Bag and Baggage (for
    what should we do with a Maid, who have (except my Boy) none but
    our selves). I have sold the fine Pacing Mare, and bought a good
    Milch Cow, with £3 of the Money. I have dispos’d of the Tea-Table,
    and put a Spinning Wheel in its Place, which methinks looks very
    pretty: Nine empty Canisters I have stuff’d with Flax; and with
    some of the Money of the Tea-Furniture, I have bought a Set of
    Knitting-Needles; for to tell you a Truth, which I would have go no
    farther, I begin to want Stockings. The stately Clock I have
    transform’d into an Hour-Glass, by which I gain’d a good round Sum;
    and one of the Pieces of the old Looking-Glass, squar’d and fram’d,
    supplies the Place of the Great One, which I have convey’d into a
    Closet, where it may possibly remain some Years. In short, the Face
    of Things is quite changed; and I am mightily pleased when I look
    at my Hour-Glass, what an Ornament it is to the Room.
    I have paid my Debts, and find Money in my Pocket. I expect my Dame
    home next Friday, and as your Paper is taken in at the House where
    she is, I hope the Reading of this will prepare her Mind for the
    above surprizing Revolutions. If she can conform to this new Scheme
    of Living, we shall be the happiest Couple perhaps in the Province,
    and, by the Blessing of God, may soon be in thriving Circumstances.
    I have reserv’d the great Glass, because I know her Heart is set
    upon it. I will allow her when she comes in, to be taken suddenly
    ill with the Headach, the Stomach-ach, Fainting-Fits,
    or whatever other Disorders she may think more proper; and she may
    retire to Bed as soon as she pleases: But if I do not find her in
    perfect Health both of Body and Mind the next Morning, away goes
    the aforesaid Great Glass, with several other Trinkets I have no
    Occasion for, to the Vendue that very Day. Which is the irrevocable
    Resolution of, Sir, Her loving Husband, and Your very humble
    Servant,