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friend, the late J. Collet, Esq. * had gested to him that he should refuse an from him ; though I think it was not application, he frequently did it in a productive of that fund of bumour manner that not only precluded the which the plan of it feemed to pro- poflibility of a repetition of the remise.
queit, but obliquely conveyed his sen.
timents of the lubject that gave rise to DR. JORTIN.
it : of which, from unquestionable. It is, I conceive, highly to the credit authority, I quote the following in, of the talte of the Conductors of this stance. Magazine, that, among such a nume.' Among the peculiarities of Dr. Jor. rous assemblage of other curious par. tin’s difpofition, I do not mention it as ticulars, so many notices of this emi one that he had a most unconquerable nent Divine and learned and elegant aversion to the Italian Opera, because writer have, in the preceding volumes, his works, though not generally, have been preserved. Every hint that been suficiently read to give the world through such a medium meets the pub a very exalted opinion of his genius, lic eye, seems to me to impede and his piety, and his understanding i roll back the Itream of time, and to though the mode in which he once arrett the objects floating upon its ra- displayed this aversion may, as I hare pid current in their passage toward oblerved, furnish a small discrimina. oblivion.
tive anecdote. The works of Dr. Jortin have, nei. It happened one day that Lady Delather by his cotemporaries nor the pre mer called at the Doctor's house at sent age, met with that universal re Kensington, for the purpose, as the ception to which their unaffected piety, stated to the young Lady in his pretheir intrinsic merit, and general erudi. sence, of taking Miss Jortin to the tion, entitle them! but, as it was said Opera. The Doctor made no obserof a comic poet, that she might be vation upon this, but lat some time, tracked in the snow of Moliere," so I while the other parties were engaged have observed, that many Authors in conversation, playing with a favour, have, by mounting upon the volumes ise Cat. At lait, when he found that of Jortin, exalted themselves in the busine's of the evening was pero opinion of the publick, although they fectly arranged, he said, addressing the have perhaps Ipurned the ladder by Cat, “ Puis, can you fing? I think, which they had afcended. Of fuch a by whai I have heard of your exertions, man, therefore, the smallest domeitic that you must be a tolerable judge of trait must, I think, be deemed worthy music: and though you do not speak of preservation, because it recalls his English, you may, for aught I know, name, and hy that means attracts the understand Italian. If you choose to attention of the reader to subjects con. iinprove your taste, and edify your nected with it which can never be at mind, this evening at that rational tended to without pleasure and im- entertainment the Opera, you may go. provement.
But I do allure you, that you are the The Doctor, it is well known, had, only one of this family that mall." like many learned men, somre habits of This fingular humour of the Doctor's fingularity in his disposition, but they received once a little check : for as he were inoffensive incentives to morality was going, one facrament Sunday, into and virtue. When his judgment ing. the church at Kentington, he over
This artist, whose pictures abounded with true, though what may be deemed broad, humour, died at Chelsea about twenty years tince he was a man of learning, of considerable fortune, and of the molt amiable manners and benevolent turn of mind : he was, iike his friend Dawes, who was also independent, languid in the pura fuit of his art ; and, though he painted many pictures, viz. Courtship, the Elopement, Honeymoon, Matrimony, Picquet, or Virtue in Danger, &c. from which there are prints by Geldar, he is perhaps better known by the Taylor riding to Brentford than any other of his works.
There are also prints from several pidures of Dawes, particularly the Cavern Scene in Niacheth, engraved by Bannerman, and Captain Bobadil Cudgeiled. But I think the piece which may be eltemed his CHEF D'EUVRE is, the Drunkard seprsving his disorderly Family. He died about twenty-four years lince in Green. treet, Leicester-fields.
took a Nobleman who was not in the spare a few coppers for poor Jack ! habit of being very regular in his stumped in the starboard-arm; his attendance ; to whom he said, I must knee-braces hot away; and turned confess with more zeal than politeness, out of the service without a sinart “ My Lord, I am glad to see you bere í ticket.” I suppose you are come now to qua The Sailor, still intent upon his cal. lify."
culation, which indeed seemed to re“ Indeed, Doctor, I am !" his Lord- quire the utmost itretch of his ariththip mildly replied ; an answer of metical abilities, threw a thilling into which, no doubt, the querist felt the his hat, and was walking away. The force.
Jame fellow, Authed with success, MR. MALLET.
limped after him, bawling out, “Bless A Gentleman once called at the you, my noble matter ! Have you no house of this Author *, in May Fair, more small change for poor Jack? My upon business, and was informed that, bread-room's quite empty, indeed, malo in consequence of indisposition, he ter." kept his chamber. When he had sent Sailor, as the Beggar was pressing upon
“ Avast, brother, avast!" said the ap his name, he ascended the stairs, upon a green carpet, the floor was him; " Don't veer dut so much jawspread with green, the bed and window rope, but sheer off while you're well. curtains were green, and the invalid, If I had given you the ship and cargo, who was seated upon a green elbow you'd still have begged for the long
boat." chair, writing at a green covered table, had on a green night-gown and a green
THE CHELSEA PENSIONER. velvet cap!
Though perhaps a trite, it is neverWhen the Gentleman mentioned the
theless a true, observation, that accident collection of greens which he had ob. has frequently excited those sensations served at this visit, at the Club 7, in the human mind, however low the some of the wags, glancing unquerftuation of its poffeffor, that, at least tionably at Shakspeare's
for a moment, elevates the man, and • Green ey'd monster, that doth make at other times infinitely his superiors,
places him upon a level with characters " The meat it feeds on,"
How frequently has a spark been eli. observed, that probably the success of cited from the bosom of an object some cotemporary Author had caused apparently callous to such impreslions ! their friend to be afflicted with tbe How often has a word caused the coun. Green Sickness.
tenance of even fickness and indigence
to glow with animation, which has, THE MENDICANT AND SAILOR.
like a fhock of electricity, vibrated A fellow well known in the diftrict, through the whole system. Of this I lame, having also but one arm, and bad lately an instance related to me, by dressed in the habit of a Sailor, was the an accurate observer of life and man. other day, with much vociferation, ners, that seems to elucidate the probegging near Tower-hill. A Tar, polition. who had just come out of a public As a Sergeant (who was a Pensioner house, where he had probably paid his in Chelsea College), worn out with reckoning, and received change for a hard service and feeble from age, was note, was, as he walked, counting his one day, with cautious though unsteady money with more attention than is steps, descending the fair-case, he was usual' to persons of his description. met by two or three other Pensioners, While he was thus usefully engaged, one of whom, probably with a sneer, the Beggar fet him, and, thrusting his cried, as the Sergeant was supporting hat before him, exclaimed, “ Bless your himself by the hand-rail,
i Make noble heart, my worthy messmate, room, and let the Gentleman pass !"
* Thomas Mallet has been juftly esteemed an ingenious Author. I think the work in which he displayed the deepest infight into the human character was the finding a niche for Garrick in the life of the Duke of Marlborough.
† Holden fiift at the Turk's Head in Greek-ftreet, which tavern was almott half a century fince removed to Gerrard-Atreet, where it continued nearly as long as the house was kept open, and was composed of artists and a number of literary and theatrical characters.
" Gentle enough !" replied the ve been lost more than thirty years, the teran, with great humility ; yet the subject, I remember, was to commenext moment recollecting himself, he morate and deplore the effects of a continued, “ though I ought not to
dreadful fire which happened upon forget the King gave me a lword !" London Bridge the 13th of February
1632, two years before the death of the RANDOLPH.
Poet. It began in the house of one This Poet, who was cotemporary Briggs, a needle maker, and consumed with Ben Jonson, who survived him more than forty houses, among wlrich three years, is one of those few that was the Mitre Tavern ; the fall of Ben has celebrated, and whom it ap which, and allusions to the triple pears, according to his familiar cura
crown, are some of its principal featom, he had adopted as his fon. tures, and mark with confiderable There is in the works of Randolph accuracy the spirit of the times : I a gratulatory poem add: efied to Jonion can only recollect one verse of it, whicb upon this occalion ; but it does not is less valuable for its poetry than to appear, whatever might have been his thew that the violence of Peter was opmion, that his etfusions, which are abont to be adopted by Juick, while published in a small volume, and con Martin Teemed an unconcerned fpeétafilt of Poems ; Amyntas, a Pastoral ; the * Mutes Looking-Glass, a Play ; Aristippus, a Shew; and the Jealous " Tho'fome affirm the Devil did it, Lovers, a Comedy ; though they run That he might drink up all; through many editions in the leven. I rather think the Pope was drunk, teenth, were much eiteemed in the And let bis Mitre fall." eighteenth century. I once had a copy, on the blank leaves of which ERRATUM in the forft Note in the prewas written a poem by this Author, ceding page.-- For Thomas read Though, and which was (as itated in a note to it) and put a Comma after the word Author, never printed. Though the book has instead of a Period.
In this play there is, I think, something truly original and ingenions ; and if it had not in it too much humour, I thould think it well adapted to the taste of modern times ; for it contiits, with lels fy item than exists in many of our comic productions, entirely of scenes-independent of each other, in each of which a virtue and a vice are exhibited ; such as the extremes of courtely, the extremes of fortitude, temperance, liberality, magnificence, truth, justice, &c. &c. &c. many of which are well written, and worked up with a conliderable diiplay of learning and art. The characters of Bird and Flowerdew, two of the trait'laced Puritans of those times, are excellent, as is that of Roscius, who acts as Prolocutor. The piece is wound up by the “ Mother of the Virtues," Mediocritie, and ends in the conversion of Flowerdew and Bird, the latter of whom lays in conclusion, “ Hereafter I will visit Connedies, and see them, often they are good exercises " To teach devotion now a milder temper ; not that it shall lose any of its heat " Or purity, but henceforth shall be fuch “ As Thall burn bright, altho' not blaze so much."
It is a curious circumstance, that there is, diffimilar as in fat they are, to be traced in this play the ground pian upon which the Rehearsal might, for aught I koow, have been erected. This is certainly the original model, in this country, of that mode of writing ; though probably both Randolph and the Duke of Buckingham might have copied froin the Athenian Ichool, and have confidered Rnicius and Bays as a kind of Chorus. Be it fo : Flowerdew and Bird, Johnson and Sinith, are till perfectly English ; and certainly, though their charadieis are different, their bulinels on the fage is the fame ; and I do conceive, it was as easy for a man of genius to build the latter upon the former as to construct the Critic, and many other pieces of interior merit, upon the Rebearfal.
ORIGINAL LETTERS FROM THE LATE LORD ORFORD.
their, diabolic countrymen, who are Stracuberrybill, Sept. 24, 1792. labouring mischief here, both openly You do me too much 'honour, dear and covertly. of their covert trans
Sir, in proposing to me to furnith actions, you, Sir, have given me a you with observations which you are so glaring proof in the drawer, who hay. much more capable of executing admir. ing subscribed a guinea to the defence ably yourself.' I flatter myself you do of Poland, and l'e-demanding it, renot think me vain enough to attempt it, ceived a guinea's worth of Paine's Your own learning, and your famili pamphlet in return. This fact evinces arity with an author you are tranlating, that the opening of that subscription and your being maiter of all classic was not, as it seemed to be, the most knowledge, Greek and Latin, render ridiculously impotent attempt that ever you more proper for the talk than any was made, but a deep-laid plan of poliman. I, on the contrary, am moit tical swindling. Had it produced a unqualified. It is long tince I have thousand, or five hundred pounds, it been conversant with classic literature ; would have removed Mount Athos ás Greek I have quite forgotten--but soon as have stopped one Ruflian fol. above all, I hold leventy-five lo debili. dier--no ; under colour of pity totating an age to whatever may have wards the honest and to-be-lamented been taken for parts, and have so long Poles, it is evident that it was a scheme pitied authors of Senilia, that I am sure for raising a new fum for dissemiI will not degrade your work hy mixing nating sedition,-and therefore I wish my dregs with it ; nor Jay your good the vile trick might be made public. nature and good breeding under the It may warn well meaning persons difficulty of admitting or rejecting againit being drawn into mam subwhat you probably would find un- scriptions; and such a base trick of worthy of being adopted. I have great political swindling should be laid open, and fatisfaction in reading what you write exposed in severe colours. but beg to be excused froin writing I am just going to General Conway's for you to read.
for a few days, and am, dear Sir, Most entirely do I agree with you, Your most încere, Sir, on all French politics, and their
and obliged humble servant, consequences here it is hard indeed
ORFORD. to be forced to call aliaslinations and massacres, politics ! it is my opinion, like yours, that homicides' should be
Strawberrybill, Nov. 2d, 1792. received no where, much less monsters DEAR SIR, who proclaim rewards for murderers.
I THANK you
information What can put a Itop to such horrors on, confe£tum and fillum, and am persooner, than fhutting every country fuaded you are perfectly right. Xenoupon earth against unparalleled crimi. phon might be so too in his solution of nals. There may be inconveniencies, no the Spartan permission of robbery. As doubt, from a vast influx of the present he was very sensible, it is no wonder he poor refugees; but I confess I see more tried to explain to seemingly gross a advantages. They will spread their contradiction as an allowance of theft own and the calamities of their country where there was a community of pro-a necessary service, when some newí. perty--but, to say the truth, I little papers, paid by Jacobin, and perhaps regard the assertions of most ancient Presbyterian, money, labour to defend, authors, éspecially in their accounts of or conceal, or palliate such infernal other countries than their own ; and scenes ; which can only be done by even about their own I do not give men who would like to kindle trage. them implicit credit. They dealt little dies here. The sufferers that arrive, in the spirit of criticism ; information many being conscientious ecclefiaftics, was difficult to be obtained, nor did mult, I should hope, be a warning to they pique theni selves on accuracy, the Catholics in Ireland not to be the but set down whatever they heard fools of the Disienters there, and of an- without examination. With many of other use they may certainly be ; they the contrary advantages, how little will be fittelt and fureft detectors of historic truth is to be gleaned even
now! I with the report of the deliverynary course of things-alas ! Sir, I of the King and Queen of France were have lived to be the last of that poitea not itill unauthenticated. One did, rity, and to see the glorious collection wish to believe it, not only for their of pictures, that were the principal sakes, but as fome excuse for the ornaments of the house, gone to the otherwise inexplicable conduct of the North Pole ; and to have the house King of Pruflia-he still wants a Xeno. remaining half a ruin on my hands. phon,- so do the Austrians too, who, Thivk, Sir, what my reflections must with four times his numbers, do not be, if I have common sense left, when make quite so sagacious a retreat. you are so kind as to offer me to pre
I am exceedingly obliged to your serve the memory of my pasteboard exceffive partiality, Sir ; but indeed I dwelling! drop the idea, I beg you : Mall not encourage it, nor by any I feel your friendship, but it hurts me means consent to your throwing away more than it foothes me--and though I your talents and time on such a tran trust I am free from vanity, I have sient bauble as my houle and collection. wounded pride ; and reverencing, fu A mere antiquarian drudge, supposing profoundly as I do, my father's me." they could last even a century, would mory, I could not bear to have my be fitter for the task. The house is too cottage receive an honour whịch his flightly built for duration, and the palace wanted ! trifles in it too errant minutiæ for the Forgive me, dear Sir, for dwelling so exercise of your poetic abilities. How long on this article- not too long for vain should I be, if I accepted such a my gratitude, which is perfect, but facrifice ! indeed I bluth at the propo. perhaps too full on my own sentiments. fal, and hope that at seventy-five I have Yet how can I decline your too kind unlearnt vanity, and know the emptiproposal, but by opening the real itate nels of it. Even that age must tell me of my mind ?' and to so obliging a that I may be gone before your poem friend, from whom I cannot conceab couid be finished ; aud vain-glory thall weaknesses to which both my nature not be one of my lait acts. Visions I and my age have made me liable ; but have certainly had—but they have been they have not benumbed my fenfibia amply dispelled. I have seen a noble lity, and while I do exist, I ihall be, seat built by a very wise man,' who dear Sir, thought he had reason to expect it Your most obliged, would remain to his posterity as long and obedient humble servant, as human foundations do in the ordi
JOURNEY FROM SMYRNA TO SARDIS.
[Extracted from the JOURNAL of M. DE HEIDENSTAM.] Sepi. 3"I WENT, with M. de Tanne, Caffaba to purchase the cotton of the 1797. my eldest son, and my gar- country ; from thence to Sardis seven dener, to Kokloudgea, to meet the hours journey ; we arrived there at French Consul, M. Cousineri, who was seven o'clock in the evening. About to accompany me to Sardis.
three leagues before we reached Sardis, Monday, 4.
We let out together at near the high road, are three antique midnight, and after traverting, the tombs, two imaller and one larger in plains of Buurnabat and Nymphi, we the middle. The plain of Sardis, which descended into that of Callaba, being a is only a prolongation of that of Magjourney of ten hours. The plain of nefia, is traversed by the Hermus, Nymphi is beautiful, but it might be This extensive plain begins at Mene. better cultivated. At Caffaba there is a men, and reaches to the Meander ; fair on Mondays : the country is well it is upwards of 100 leagues in length; watered, but the air appears thick. its breadth is from four to leven leagues, An Aga of the family of Cara Osman and perhaps more in fome parts. Oglu commands there. This place is The town of Sardis is dituated at the celebrated for its melons, which are foot of one of the bases of Mount perhaps the best in the world. The Tmolus, which projects into the plain : merchants of Smyrna have factors at it exhibits the spectacle of a magni."