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acter. Those who did not like him, hated him; and some, who once liked him, afterward became his bilierest haters. The truth is, he gave himself too little concern what he ullered, and in whose presence. He observed neither time nor place, and would e'en out with what came uppermost. With the severe religionist he would pass for a free-thinker; while the other faction set him duwn for a bigot, or persuaded themselves that he belied his sentiments. Few understood him; and I am not certain that at all times he quite understood himself. He too much affected that dangerous figure-irony. He sowed doubıful speeches, and reaped plain, unequivocal haired. He would interrupl the gravest discussion with some light jest; and yet, perhaps, not quite irrelevant in ears that could understand it. Your long and much talkers hated him. The informal habit of his mind, joined to an inveterate impediment of speech, forbade him to be an orator; and be seeined determined that no one else should play that part when he was present. He was petit and ordinary in his person and appearance. I have seen him sometimes in what is called good company, but where he has been a stranger, sit silent, and be suspected for an odd fellow; till some unlucky occasion provoking it, he would stutter out some senseless

pun, (not altogether senseless, perhaps, if rightly taken,) which has stamped his characier for the evening. It was hit or miss with him; but, nine times out of ten, he contrived by this device 10 send away a whole company bis enemies. His conceptions rose kindlier than his utterance, and his happiest impromptus had the appearance of effort. He has been accused of trying to be witty, when in truth he was but struggling to give his poor thoughts articulation. He chose his companions for some individuality of character which they manifested. Hence, not many persons of science, and few professed literati, were of his councils. They were, for the most part, persons of an uncertain fortune; and as to such people commonly nothing is more obnoxious than a gentleman of settled (though moderate) income, he passed with most of them for a great miser. To my knowledge this was a mistake. His intimados, to confess a truh, were, in the world's eye, a ragged regiment. He found them floating on the surface of society, and the colour, or something else, in the weed pleased him. The burrs stuck to him—but they were good and loving burrs, for all that. He never greatly cared for the society of what are called good people. If any of these were scandalized, (and offences were sure to arise,) he could not help it. When he has been remonstrated with for not making more concessions to the feelings of good people, he would retort by asking, what one point did ihese good people ever concede to him? He was tem perate in his meals and diversions, but always kept a litile on this side of abstemiousness. Only in the use of the Indian weed he might be thought a liule excessive. He took it, he would say, as a solvent of speech. Marry -as the friendly vapour ascended, how his prattle would curl up sometimes with it! the ligaments which tongue tied him were loosened, and the stammerer proceeded a statist!

I do not know whether I ought to bemoan or rejoice that my

old friend is departed. His jests were beginning to grow obsolete, and his stories to be found out. He felt the approaches of age; and while he pretended to cling to life, you saw how slender were the ties left to bind him. Discoursing with him latterly on this subject, he expressed himself with a pettishness which I thought unworthy of him. In our walks about his suburban retreat (as he called it) at Shacklewell, some children belonging to a school of industry had met us, and bowed and courtesied, as he thought, in an especial manner to him. “They take me for a visiting governor," he muttered, earnestly. He had a horror, which he carried to a foible, of looking like anything important and parochial He thought that he approached nearer to that stamp daily. He had a general aversion from being treated like a grave or respectable character, and kept a wary eye upon the advances of age that should so entitle him. He herded always, while it was possible, with people younger than himself. He did not conform to the march of time, but was dragged along in the procession. His manners lagged behind his years. He was too much of the boy-man. The toga virilis never sat gracefully on his shoulders. The impressions of infancy had burnt into him, and he resented the impertinence of manhood. These were weaknesses; but, such as they were, they are a key to explicate some of his writings.

Curious Fragments

Mr. Il-, a tarce, in Two Acts.






To Charles Lloyd. an Unexpected Visitor


The Three Friends


To a River in which a Child was drowned


The Old Familiar Faces


A Vision of Repentance.


Queen Oriana's Dream


A Ballad, no:ing the Difference of Rich and Poor, in the ways of a rich

Noble's Palace and a poor Workhorse...

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