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affection,- and oldMr. Morton silently for the learning, eloquence, and disdelights to see how fine spirited a lad cernment she displayed in her account Tom is, and though often worn with of it. Mr. Morton was not present, his noisy mirth, and suffering in his as he did not think that the pleasure furniture from Tom's turbulent ex- compensated for the danger of atercises, still he never fails to take a tempting to be there; but he cheerpride in the boy, and to say “ Aye, fully used his interest and his purse in aye, let him be young-we were all procuring tickets “ for the giris," and young ourselves, and have all had our listened, and still listens, with one troublesome days. I myself, (he will of his own quiet smiles, to the unsometimes continue, to the regular ravelling of the brilliant and tangled astonishment of Agnes) I myself was threads of the subject, so perseveronce dangerous to the glasses, and ingly taken in hand by the rest of his had my boisterous propensities. Tom family. is a kind nephew.” And Tom is kind. We were all sitting one afternoon He is kind even to me, Russell, who over our fruit,-sipping it might be sometimes venture to sift advice over a temperate glass of Mr. Morton's his fleeting failings: and his readi- particular, which leapt into the glass ness to fly any where in my service, « with all its sun-set glow,” ever at or accompany me on any of my ex the same interval, and ever in the travagant wanderings, is so lively and same moderate quantities; our displeasurable, that I should hate my course was at its meridian, and we self if I thought I had written one word sat basking in the warmth of bright which would in reality prejudice his talk, and could have been satisfied to frank character in your eyes.-There, have ever so sunned ourselves. Mrs. I have given you a picture of the Morton was in the full plumage of Mortons, and it is not “ done in wisdom, -Miss Prudence had laid little,” I think, but manufactured aside those two dilating eyes, so wont after the style of poor Dr. Primrose's to expand over a whole company, family group,-huge, awkward, and Agnes sat with her little white hand unsatisfactory. Tell me, when you in Mr. Morton's, and smoothing with write to me, whether you detect in the other the scanty silken hair which my poor language Mr. Morton from scarcely shadowed his forehead. Tom Mrs. Morton, or Tom from Agnes. I was cutting out an orange into a sick own I pique myself on Prudence. alderman, and finding in his labours
Many of my days, my dear Russell, their own exceeding great reward ; are passed, as you will readily con- for he could procure no one to eulojecture, in the society of this excellent gize his sculpture in fruitage-all family; and one or other of them ge- present having often been treated nerally accompanies me on my excur with a sight of the same specimen of sions in search of the picturesque, as the ideal in art. I had ny forefinit may be called, of this mighty city. ger of my right hand pertinaciously At evening, we discuss the wonders hooked round the stem of my glass, we have seen, and many and various in which bloomed that purple flower are the observations we make each which I have gathered ever since I admiring, or severely commenting was no higher than a wine glass. upon, the events of the day, after his We were all peculiarly happy, alteror her own peculiar turn of mind. I nately talking, alternately listening, remember the Coronation was food for when the perfect blue of the sky, many candle-light hours, for though and the intense lustre of the sun, carI then was not so familiar with the ried our thoughts to the country, and Mortons, I saw them, and spoke to I know not how it was that they them, at that august ceremony. Mrs. travelled to Greenwich. One ignoMorton described the felicitous effect rant question of mine led on to one of the grouping and the colour of the sweet remembrance of the ladies, and scene, and thus opened to me the another, another--and my mind bemystery of the beauty that delighted came excited in the narration I heard me; and I will say, that if I have been -and curiosity led to uttered deat all successful in describing ang sires and desires grew to projected part of that magnificent procession, realizations, till in due course of it is to Mrs. Morton that I am indebted scheming, we arrived at a deter
mination to visit Greenwich Hospital rejoiced in the fineness of our day, on the following day. Mrs. Morton and begged me to admire particularly would fain have gone that very after- Sir James Thornhill's paintings at noon, that her best half (in her esti- Greenwich Hospital, which he remation) might partake of the plea- membered were very blue and very sure; but Mr. Morton protested a- beautiful; and he then wondered gainst it, declaring that he had seen whether this Sir James Thornhill the building many years ago, and was any relation of the Baronet in that the evening damps were much the Vicar of Wakefield, for he never against the journey home. The visit lost the impression, made in youth, accordingly was postponed until the that this tale was a true one, and morrow; and the evening subsided that all its characters had lived preinto a quiet tea, and a patient rubber, cisely as Goldsmith has so exquiin the course of which I led a small sitely described them.
When we diamond that forced Mr. Morton's were all assembled at the breakfast king of trumps, and crowned my table, Prudence broke the ice of an misfortune by omitting to lead apology, by hinting that she doubts through the honour, which lost us the ed whether the day “ would last;”. game, and which abducted from Mr. and, indeed, that she took no pecuMorton a kindly and monitory moan. liar delight in seeing a great old building, till I left the house for the ing, full of lame uncultivated old night. But on shaking my hand at men; and that, indeed, she expected parting, he told me that he believed Miss would call with the lines; we could not have won the game; and, indeed, that she could not altoand he begged I would not think gether think herself well, for she had more about it, although indeed any heard the clock strike two, and could card would have been better than not see very clearly with her eyes in the diamond.
the morning, giving them at the I wish I could begin this para- same moment a profound roll, as graph with the explosion of some though they were revolving like sasuch eloquent gun as commences the tellites around her head, to convince deep tragedy in the Critic; and thus us that her sight was affected. Mrs. convey to you a perfect and an in- Morton, foreseeing no great advanstantaneous idea of the rich “ saf- tage from Miss Prudence's society fron morning," without the usual under her then state of mind, very flourish of sun and clouds, and all wisely begged her not to think of the established finery of blue firma- venturing in so dire a state of health ; ment, and “ gilding the eastern he- and Miss Prudence, with a sigh that misphere," and singing birds and seemed " to shatter all her bulk, and fresh zephyrs; but I have no way end her being,” consented to give up of breaking all this splendour to the pleasure of Mr. Herbert's comyou, Russell, without having recourse pany, with the same species of reto these popular terms: you will luctance that Richard displayed to therefore have the kindness to ima. receive the crown at the hands of gine one of the brightest days that the pertinacious Lord Mayor. Agnes ever shone in the first chapter of a looked pale, and was evidently afnovel, and you will approach within fected with a head ache, though she thirty degrees of that admirable made no complaints, and was anxious morning on which it was our fate to to assure us that it would be revisit Greenwich Hospital. Our com- moved by the ride and the fresh air. pany fell off rather in the morning. Tom would have accompanied us, Mr. Morton, as usual, came down to but he had some other engagement, breakfast (I was invited to that which I guessed, by his shrewd winks meal, and was punctual) in his easy and nods, was not of that order that, slippers, but otherwise neatly armed in the opinion of ladies, ought to suin cleanliness for his City duties. persede a visit to so noble a building He shook my hand, and slightly re as Greenwich Hospital. He wished curred to our misfortunes the night he could make one with Herbert, but before by hoping that I had thought (squaring with his clenched hands, no more of the diamond, as it was and scientifically touching at the really not worth caring about. He tea-urn) he had business in hand Vol. IV.
that must be taken by the forelock. road out of London, that public
hulk of a man of
in the I shall not detain you, Russell, blessed harbour of his country. All over the common adventures of the the arrangements of this admirable road; you will know that the prin- charity are so well ordered that the cipal incidents were the paying of sailor has his life embalmed in comturnpikes, a tax which those who fort, and preserved as much in its prize smooth roads and easy riling original shape and appearance as seldom think an evil. We passed possible. The watches are set-the Charing Cross, a part of the world food is portioned out-the cooks are that echoes the word “ Greenwich” of the crew-the lieutenants preunceasingly, and is kindly sending side-the bed-rooms are like cabins coaches there every quarter of an —the wainscotting is of oak-the hour of the day. We passed over very cloth of the dress is blue. It Westminster Bridge—we passed Ast- is life in a stone ship,-on an untrouley's Theatre--we passed the Asyluni bled sea,—with no end to fresh meat --we passed the Elephant and Castle and water,-a naval romance! There -we passed the Bricklayer's Arms is no more to do than to take care of --we passed the Robin Hood—we their munificent vessel; and I will passed the Canal—the Three Com- do them the justice to say, that they passes--the Seven Stars—all build
are ever washing the decks. You ings and places very uninteresting to can hardly go over the rooms withyou, excepting so far as they show, out finding one man at his Biblebeing the leading objects of a given another at a sea voyage-- another
looking through a telescope at the a Dutch vessel,--the arrowy course of vessels in the river: they are a silent, a wherry,--are all beheld and thought contemplative race, made so, it may over with an unchangeable profunbe, by the eternal and higher noise of dity and a deathless silence. It apthe sea, which has unfitted them for pears to me that words are of no the lighter voices of their kind. But use by the water side. The only from this general character for re- object that calls up an extraordinary serve and retirement let me exempt expression of surprise or distaste on honest Master Ball, as comely a man the mahogany line of visages along as ever wore checked shirt, -as con the railing, is the aquatic innovaversational a man as ever piped all tion of a steam-boat ;-that elevates hands,--as cheerful a man as ever the bristles of twenty or thirty pair brake biscuit, or damped a tobacco- of rugged old eyebrows, and crumtinted tooth with a tumbler of cold ples up so many dark brown cheeks grog. He is, if I mistake not, the till they look like a row of biffens.-boatswain of one of the long rooms, But not a word passes. The longand sits there as jolly as though he rapid-smoking machine goes ratshould never be old; smiling on all tling by, convulsing the river, and comers, and looking over two shining agitating the lesser craft:--but much bronzed cheeks with the most easy as it offends the eyes of the oldest and winning assurance in the world. sailors, it is passed and passes in a Mrs. Morton well remarked, that he dignified silence. I was much amuslooked as if he would give sickness ed, and nudged my good friends on no more quarter than the enemy. His each side to share in my amusement, forehead shone insufferably bright, by watching one hale old man, with and quite dazzled the eyes of the a peculiar and shrewd cock of his tribeholder ; and his hands were cross- cornered beaver, probing, with his ed over the lower button of his gimlet eye, the rusty hole in the botwaistcoat, which fastened as convex tom of a worn-out skiff. He stood a little garment as ever bent round a sideways, peering into it with all the comfortable body. Agnes thought sagacity of the tragpie's marrowbone the forehead was like that of Mr. survey—now ogling it on this side Morton ; but we all negatived her now contemplating it on that,--and opinion, and left her to the solitary appearing to see in it something far possession of it; which, however, deeper than our poor optics could diswoman-like, she tenaciously held. He looked closer and closer, But I know not how it is, I am and twined his glossy antiquated getting out of order, and am de- fingers upon the small of his back,scribing a character with which, at and pursed his under lip,—and gave present, I have clearly no business. his head a more intense twist- till I
The terrace that runs along the really thought the hole might not be whole range of the building, between a mere hole, and that I ought not, it and the water, is pleasantly si as Mr. Puff says, to be “too sure tuated, but, as it does not much that he was a beef-eater.” Five miabound with pensioners, it is by no nutes elapsed, but the inquisition was means a striking attraction in my not over ;-indeed, it deepened and eyes. But in the walk below it, at deepened, and just as I was satisfied the edge of the water, narrow, incon- the scrutiny was ripening to a purvenient, and thronging with water- pose, and that the old man was armen, sailors, and other
bronzed men, - riving at his conclusion,' he suddenly we all delighted to walk. There do the dispersed all our expectations by maimed and weather-tried tenants of loosening his hands, giving the silver the place saunter out their indolent buckle of his right leg an easy elevaand late holiday of existence. There tion into the sun, and, whistling aff do they sit for hours, like Crabbe's the last notes of some ricketty tune, Peter Ghrimes, but without his crimes, he left us with an empty stare at ourlooking upon the flood. There do selves, the building, and the river. they lean,—there stand,—there re And this is, with these charming old cline,—there sidle about. The pass- men, an incident--a sample of life. ing of a packet,—the slow drifting of a Thus do they dwell, thus exist in domerchantman,--the heavy slumber of ing nothing with more industrious
exactness than any other kind of idlers remarks, well described by Sir Rich. in the world.
Steele. And as his language cannot By the kindness of one of Mr. Mor- fail to be more satisfactory than ton's friends, who holds some place “ any thing that I can say upon it, of trust in the Hospital, we were con I have borrowed an old copy of ducted to the chapel, one of the most that dull essayist, and transcribe for beautiful places of worship I ever be- you part of the passage, as follows:held, but possessing, perhaps, too In the middle of the ceiling is a very much of architectural splendour for large oval frame, painted and carved in the sincerity and serenity of devo- imitation of gold, with a great thickness tion. It had not the unobtrusive quiet rising in the inside to throw up the figures of the little Oratory of Warwick Cas- to the greater height; the oval is fastened tle: but the gothic style is to my to a great soffite adorned with roses, in feelings always more associated with imitation of copper. The whole is supportthe sacred earnestness of prayer. A ed by eight gigantic figures of slaves, four steady, sober pensioner, with a white on each side, as though they were carved in willow wand in his hand, marshalled us up to the extreme end of the interior, and pointing to a huge painting
Each end of the ceiling is raised in perby West, over the communion table, spective, with a balustrade and elliptic ar. began his daily labour of descrip- ches, supported by groups of stone figures, tion. The Preservation of St. Paul which form a gallery of the whole breadth from Shipwreck must be a brave sub- lery (as though on the stocks,) going into
of the hall; in the middle of which gal. ject for an old sailor to enlarge upon; the upper hail, is seen, in perspective, the and accordingly, our guide lifted up tafferill of the Blenheim man-of-wa., with his voice and spake. He pointed out all her galleries, port-holes open, &c., to the mariners,—the sea,--the vessel; one side of which is a figure of Victory flyand nothing that I can say will affording, with spoils taken from the enemy, you an idea of the deep rugged vi- and putting them on board the English gour of his voice. When he came to man-of-war. Before the ships is a figure a word with an R in it,-it rattled in representing the city of London, with the his mouth like a loose sail in a stiff arms, sword, and cap of maintenance, supwind; and his laborious expulsion of ported by Thame and Isis, with the other sound resembled the exertions at her; the river Tyne pouring forth sacks of
small rivers offering up their treasures to tendant upon working a boat against coals. In the gallery, on each side of the a heavy sea. He resolutely adhered to ship, are the Arts and Sciences that relate his own mode of pronunciation, which to Navigation, with the great Archimedes, made good havoc with many stout many old philosophers consulting the comwords, that had stood the storms of pass, &c. other tongues ;—but so like the mo At the other end, as you return out of notonous tones of the sea was this the Hall, is a gallery in the same manner, his delivery of sound, that I could in the middle of which is a stern of a beauhave closed my eyes and fancied my- tiful galley filled with Spanish trophies; self sitting near the mainmast, with under which is the Humber with his pigs all the world of ropes and booms into her, with other lesser rivers. In the
of lead; the Severn with the Avon falling creaking and rattling around me. The north end of the gallery is the famous Tycho picture is a clever picture, but it has Brahe, that noble Danish knight, and great all the hardness and stiffness peculiar ornament of his profession and human nato West. The pulpit is not at all ture. Near him is Copernicus, with his Py. suited to the purity of the chapel. thagorean system in his hand : next to him The ceiling is extremely rich. ‘At is an old mathematician, holding a large the entrance there is an inner portico table, and on it are described two principal supported on beautiful columns of figures of the incomparable Sir Isaac Newwhite marble, which caught the heart ton, on which many extraordinary things in of Agnes, and was not displeasing to that art are built
. On the other end of the the severer eyes of her aunt and gallery, to the south, is the learned Mr.
Flamstead, Reg. Astron. Profess., with his myself. The Painted Hall faces the chapel, Flamstead's hand is a large scroll of paper,
ingenious disciple, Mr. T. Weston. In Mr. and is, to be sure, sufficiently splen- on which is drawn the great eclipse of the did : the ceiling is, as a very clever Sun that happened in April, 1715; near little account of Greenwich Hospital him is an old man with a pendulum, count