A letter to a foreign person in the eyes of an English maid encoutering the enlightenment thinkers at a party.

Essay by spikist101High School, 10th grade December 2005

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To my one and only James,

I have been doing well lately, you know the usual, and following these stuck up rich women's orders day in and day out without so much as a thank you. Goodness they're annoying. Mother is doing quite fine and is getting over her illness and fathers business is progressing tremendously. Last weekend, the weekly parlor was held at the Alderson Manor, the one I serve consistently. I got the pleasure of waitressing that evening's event; I got a good look at the guest list, so I knew what people to look out for. The main attendants consisted of the enlightenment thinkers John Locke, Thomas Hobbes, Jean-Jacques Rousseau, Charles-Louis Montesquieu, and Mary Wollstonecraft. These people gave me a new outlook on life.

The night began pretty slowly, I was getting quite bored. I finally found some good conversation and worked my way over to John Locke's corner.

He looked so casual, but still seemed to know exactly who he was. He was discussing the type of government he believed was best. "People have the right to life, liberty and property. Our government should protect this, and we, the people, should be able to replace the government if it fails to do so," Locke said. I was going crazy for sure. This man had no right to criticize government, but then again, it would be nice if it were true. I listened to him babble on about his book, Second Treatise on Civil Government, and how all men are equal. I wasn't sure if he were including me or not, but I decided to find some new gossip to eaves drop on. With my luck, I snuck up on Thomas Hobbes.

What a rude man, I'll tell you, he never said thank you once.