PREFACE

IN THE DESOBLIGEANT.

IT must have been observed by many a peripatetic philosopher, that Nature has set up, by her own unquestionable authority, certain boundaries and fences to circumscribe the discontent of man: she has effected her purpose in the quietest and easiest manner, by laying him under almost insuperable obligations to work out his ease, and to sustain his sufferings at home. It is there only that she has provided him with the most suitable objects to partake of his happiness, and bear a part of that burden which, in all countries and ages, has ever been too heavy for one pair of shoulders. "Tis true we are endued with an imperfect power of spreading our happiness sometimes beyond her limits; but 'tis so ordered, that from the want of languages, connections, and dependencies, and from the difference in education, customs, and habits, we lie under so many impediments in communicating our sensations out of our own sphere, as often amount to a total impossibility.

It will always follow from hence, that the balance of sentimental commerce is always against the expatriated adventurer; he must buy what he has little occasion for at their own price-his conversation will seldom be taken in exchange for theirs

without a large discount-and this, by the bye, eternally driving him into the hands of more equitable brokers for such conversation as he can find, it requires no great spirit of divination to guess at his party.

This brings me to my point; and naturally leads me (if the see-saw of this desobligeant will but let me get on) into the efficient, as well as the final, causes of travelling

Your idle people that leave their native country, and go abroad for some reason or reasons which may be derived from one of these general causes→→→ Infirmity of body,

Imbecility of mind, or
Inevitable necessity.

The first two include all those who travel by land or by water, labouring with pride, curiosity, vanity, or spleen, subdivided and combined in infinitum.

The third class includes the whole army of peregrine martyrs; more especially those travellers who set out upon their travels, with the benefit of the clergy, either as delinquents travelling under the direction of governors recommended by the magistrate or young gentlemen transported by the cruelty of parents and guardians, and travelling under the direction of governors recommended by Oxford, Aberdeen, and Glasgow.

There is a fourth class, but their number is so small that they would not deserve a distinction, was it not necessary, in a work of this nature, to

observe the greatest precision and nicety, to avoid a confusion of character, And these men I speak of are such as cross the seas and sojourn in a land of strangers, with a view of saving money for various reasons and upon various pretences; but as they might also save themselves and others a great deal of unnecessary trouble by saving their money at home-and as their reasons for travelling are the least complex of any other species of emigrants, I shall distinguish these gentlemen by the name of Simple Travellers,

Thus the whole circle of travellers may be reduced to the following heads:

Idle Travellers,

Inquisitive Travellers,
Lying Travellers,

Proud Travellers,

Vain Travellers,

Splenetic Travellers,

Then follow the travellers of Necessity..
The delinquent and felonious Traveller,
The unfortunate and innocent Traveller,
The simple Traveller,

And last of all (if you please) The Sentimental
Traveller, (meaning thereby myself) who have
travelled, and of which I am now sitting down
to give an account- —as much out of necessity, and
the besoin de voyager, as any one in the class.**.*
I am well aware, at the same time, as both my
travels and observations will be altogether of a

different cast from any of my forerunners, that I might have insisted upon a whole niche entirely to myself but I should break in upon the confines of the vain traveller, in wishing to draw attention towards me, till I have some better grounds for it than the mere novelty of my vehicle. It is sufficient for my reader, if he has been a traveller himself, that with study and reflection hereupon, he may be able to determine his own Mace and rank in the catalogue-it will be one step towards knowing himself; as it is great odds but he retains some tincture and resemblance of what he imbibed or carried out, to the present hour.

The man who first transplanted the grape of Burgundy to the Cape of Good Hope (observe he was a Dutchman) never dreamt of drinking the same wine at the Cape that the same grape produced upon the French mountains he was too phlegmatic for that—but, undoubtedly, he expected to drink some sort of vinous liquor; but whether good, bad, or indifferent-he knew enough of this world to know that it did not depend upon his choice, but that what is generally called chance was to decide his success: however, he hoped for the best; and in these hopes, by an intemperate confidence in the fortitude of his head, and the depth of his discretion, Mynheer might possibly overset both in his new vineyard; and, by discovering his nakedness, become a laughing-stock to his people."

Even so it fares with the poor traveller, sailing

and posting through the politer kingdoms of the globe in pursuit of knowledge and improvements. Knowledge and improvements are to be got by sailing and posting for that purpose; but whether useful knowledge and real improvements, is all a lottery and even where the adventurer is success ful, the acquired stock must be used with caution and sobriety, to turn to any profit--but as the chances run prodigiously the other way, both as to the acquisition and application, I am of opinion, that a man would act as wisely if he could prevail upon himself to live contented without foreign knowledge or foreign improvements, especially if he lives in a country that has no absolute want of either-and, indeed, much grief of heart has it oft and many a time cost me, when I have observed how many a foul step the inquisitive traveller has measured to see sights and look into discoveries, all which, as Sancho Pança said to Don Quixote, they might have seen dry-shod at home. It is an age so full of light, that there is scarce a country or corner of Europe whose beams are not crossed and interchanged with others Knowledge, in most of its branches, and in most affairs, is like music in an Italian street, whereof those may partake who pay nothing-But tliere is no nation under heaven and God is my record (before whose tribunal I must one day come and give an account of this work)→→ that I do not speak it vauntingly-But there is no nation under heaven abounding with more variety