will be informed in the Hiſtory of his Life. It may not be improper, however, in this Place, to give the Reader ſome Account of the Philoſopher who hid this Treaſure, and took ſo much Pains to find a true and real Friend to enjoy it. As Tom had Reaſon to venerate his Memory, he very particular in his Enquiry, and had this Character of him;—that he was a Man well acquainted with Nature and with Trade; that he was pious, friendly, and of a ſweet and affable Diſpoſition. That he had acquired a Fortune by Commerce, and having no Relations to leave it to, he travelled through Arabia, Perſia, India, Libia and Utopia in ſearch of a real Friend. In this Purſuit he found ſeverai with whom he exchanged good Offices, and that were polite and obliging, but they often flew off for Trifles; or as ſoon as he pretended to be in Diſtreſs, and requeſted their Aſſiſtance, left him to ſtruggle with his own Difficulties. So true is that Copy in our Books, which ſays, Adverſity is the Touchſtone of Freindſhip. At laſt, however, he
