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  Letters to His Son; 1746…47
  by The Earl of Chesterfield
  LETTERS TO HIS SON
  By the EARL OF CHESTERFIELD
  on the Fine Art of becoming a
  MAN OF THE WORLD
  and a
  GENTLEMAN
  SPECIAL INTRODUCTION
  The proud Lord Chesterfield would have turned in his grave had he known
  that he was to go down to posterity as a teacher and preacher of the
  gospel of not grace; but〃the graces; the graces; the graces。〃  Natural
  gifts; social status; open opportunities; and his ambition; all conspired
  to destine him for high statesmanship。  If anything was lacking in his
  qualifications; he had the pluck and good sense to work hard and
  persistently until the deficiency was made up。  Something remained
  lacking; and not all his consummate mastery of arts could conceal that
  conspicuous want;the want of heart。
  Teacher and preacher he assuredly is; and long will be; yet no thanks are
  his due from a posterity of the common people whom he so sublimely
  despised。  His pious mission was not to raise the level of the multitude;
  but to lift a single individual upon a pedestal so high that his lowly
  origin should not betray itself。  That individual was his; Lord
  Chesterfield's; illegitimate son; whose inferior blood should be given
  the true blue hue by concentrating upon him all the externals of
  aristocratic education。
  Never had pupil so devoted; persistent; lavish; and brilliant a guide;
  philosopher; and friend; for the parental relation was shrewdly merged in
  these。  Never were devotion and uphill struggle against doubts of success
  more bitterly repaid。  Philip Stanhope was born in 1732; when his father
  was thirty…eight。  He absorbed readily enough the solids of the ideal
  education supplied him; but; by perversity of fate; he cared not a fig
  for 〃the graces; the graces; the graces;〃 which his father so wisely
  deemed by far the superior qualities to be cultivated by the budding
  courtier and statesman。  A few years of minor services to his country
  were rendered; though Chesterfield was breaking his substitute for a
  heart because his son could not or would not play the superfine
  gentlemanon the paternal model; and then came the news of his death;
  when only thirty…six。  What was a still greater shock to the lordly
  father; now deaf; gouty; fretful; and at outs with the world; his
  informant reported that she had been secretly married for several years
  to Young Hopeful; and was left penniless with two boys。  Lord
  Chesterfield was above all things a practical philosopher; as hard and
  as exquisitely rounded and polished as a granite column。  He accepted
  the vanishing of his lifelong dream with the admirable stolidity of a
  fatalist; and in those last days of his radically artificial life he
  disclosed a welcome tenderness; a touch of the divine; none the less so
  for being common duty; shown in the few brief letters to his son's widow
  and to 〃our boys。〃  This; and his enviable gift of being able to view the
  downs as well as the ups of life in the consoling humorous light; must
  modify the sterner judgment so easily passed upon his characteristic
  inculcation; if not practice; of heartlessness。
  The thirteenth…century mother church in the town from which Lord
  Chesterfield's title came has a peculiar steeple; graceful in its lines;
  but it points askew; from whatever quarter it is seen。  The writer of
  these Letters; which he never dreamed would be published; is the best
  self…portrayed Gentleman in literature。  In everything he was naturally a
  stylist; perfected by assiduous art; yet the graceful steeple is somehow
  warped out of the beauty of the perpendicular。  His ideal Gentleman is
  the frigid product of a rigid mechanical drill; with the mien of a
  posture master; the skin…deep graciousness of a French Marechal; the
  calculating adventurer who cuts unpretentious worthies to toady to
  society magnates; who affects the supercilious air of a shallow dandy
  and cherishes the heart of a frog。  True; he repeatedly insists on the
  obligation of truthfulness in all things; and of; honor in dealing with
  the world。  His Gentleman may; nay; he must; sail with the stream; gamble
  in moderation if it is the fashion; must stoop to wear ridiculous clothes
  and ornaments if they are the mode; though despising his weakness all to
  himself; and no true Gentleman could afford to keep out of the little
  gallantries which so effectively advertised him as a man of spirit sad
  charm。  Those repeated injunctions of honor are to be the rule; subject
  to these exceptions; which transcend the common proprieties when the
  subject is the rising young gentleman of the period and his goal social
  success。  If an undercurrent of shady morality is traceable in this
  Chesterfieldian philosophy it must; of course; be explained away by the
  less perfect moral standard of his period as compared with that of our
  day。  Whether this holds strictly true of men may be open to discussion;
  but his lordship's worldly instructions as to the utility of women as
  stepping…stones to favor in high places are equally at variance with the
  principles he so impressively inculcates and with modern conceptions of
  social honor。  The externals of good breeding cannot be over…estimated;
  if honestly come by; nor is it necessary to examine too deeply into the
  prime motives of those who urge them upon a generation in whose eyes
  matter is more important than manner。  Superficial refinement is better
  than none; but the Chesterfield pulpit cannot afford to shirk the duty of
  proclaiming loud and far that the only courtesy worthy of respect is that
  'politesse de coeur;' the politeness of the heart; which finds expression
  in consideration for others as the ruling principle of conduct。  This
  militates to some extent against the assumption of fine airs without the
  backing of fine behavior; and if it tends to discourage the effort to use
  others for selfish ends; it nevertheless pays better in the long run。
  Chesterfield's frankness in so many confessions of sharp practice almost
  merits his canonization as a minor saint of society。  Dr。 Johnson has
  indeed placed him on a Simeon Stylites pillar; an immortality of penance
  from which no good member of the writers' guild is likely to pray his
  deliverance。  He commends the fine art and high science of dissimulation
  with the gusto of an apostle and the authority of an expert。
  Dissimulate; but do not simulate; disguise your real sentiments; but do
  not falsify them。  Go through the world with your eyes and ears open and
  mouth mostly shut。  When new or stale gossip is brought to you; never let
  on that you know it already; nor that it really interests you。  The
  reading of these Letters is better than hearing the average comedy; in
  which the wit of a single sentence of Chesterfield suffices to carry an
  act。  His man…of…the…world philosophy is as old as the Proverbs of
  Solomon; but will always be fresh and true; and enjoyable at any age;
  thanks to his pithy expression; his unfailing common sense; his sparkling
  wit and charming humor。  This latter gift shows in the seeming lapses
  from his rigid rule requiring absolute elegance of expression at all
  times; when an unexpected coarseness; in some provincial colloquialism;
  crops out with picturesque force。  The beau ideal of superfineness
  occasionally enjoys the bliss of harking back to mother English。
  Above all the defects that can be charged against the Letters; there
  rises the substantial merit of an honest effort to exalt the gentle in
  woman and manabove the merely genteel。  〃He that is gentil doeth gentil
  deeds;〃 runs the mediaeval saying which marks the distinction between the
  genuine and the sham in behavior。  A later age had it thus: 〃Handsome is
  as handsome does;〃 and in this larger sense we have agreed to accept the
  motto of William of Wykeham; which declares that 〃Manners maketh Man。〃
  OLIVER H。 G。 LEIGH
  LETTER I
  BATH; October 9; O。 S。 1746
  DEAR BOY: Your distresses in your journey from Heidelberg to
  Schaffhausen; your lying upon straw; your black bread; and your broken
  'berline;' are proper seasonings for the greater fatigues and distresses
  which you must expect in the course of your travels; and; if one had a
  mind to moralize; one might call them the samples of the accidents; rubs;
  and difficulties; which every man meets with in his journey through life。
  In this journey; the understanding is the 'voiture' that must carry you
  through; and in proportion as that is stronger or weaker; more or less in
  repair; your journey will be better or worse; though at best you will now
  and then find some bad roads; and some bad inns。  Take care; therefore;
  to keep that necessary 'voiture' in perfect good repair; examine;
  improve; and strengthen it every day: it is in the power; and ought to be
  the care; of every man to do it; he that neglects it; deserves to feel;
  and certainly will feel; the fatal effects of that negligence。
  'A propos' of negligence: I must say something to you upon that subject。
  You know I have often told you; that my affe