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<h2> CHAPTER 20 </h2>
<p>The history of a philosophic vagabond, pursuing novelty, but losing
content</p>
<p>After we had supped, Mrs Arnold politely offered to send a couple of her
footmen for my son's baggage, which he at first seemed to decline; but
upon her pressing the request, he was obliged to inform her, that a stick
and a wallet were all the moveable things upon this earth that he could
boast of. 'Why, aye my son,' cried I, 'you left me but poor, and poor I
find you are come back; and yet I make no doubt you have seen a great deal
of the world.'—'Yes, Sir,' replied my son, 'but travelling after
fortune, is not the way to secure her; and, indeed, of late, I have
desisted from the pursuit.'—'I fancy, Sir,' cried Mrs Arnold, 'that
the account of your adventures would be amusing: the first part of them I
have often heard from my niece; but could the company prevail for the
rest, it would be an additional obligation.'—'Madam,' replied my
son, 'I promise you the pleasure you have in hearing, will not be half so
great as my vanity in repeating them; and yet in the whole narrative I can
scarce promise you one adventure, as my account is rather of what I saw
than what I did. The first misfortune of my life, which you all know, was
great; but tho' it distrest, it could not sink me. No person ever had a
better knack at hoping than I. The less kind I found fortune at one time,
the more I expected from her another, and being now at the bottom of her
wheel, every new revolution might lift, but could not depress me. I
proceeded, therefore, towards London in a fine morning, no way uneasy
about tomorrow, but chearful as the birds that caroll'd by the road, and
comforted myself with reflecting that London was the mart where abilities
of every kind were sure of meeting distinction and reward.</p>
<p>'Upon my arrival in town, Sir, my first care was to deliver your letter of
recommendation to our cousin, who was himself in little better
circumstances than I. My first scheme, you know, Sir, was to be usher at
an academy, and I asked his advice on the affair. Our cousin received the
proposal with a true Sardonic grin. Aye, cried he, this is indeed a very
pretty career, that has been chalked out for you. I have been an usher at
a boarding school myself; and may I die by an anodyne necklace, but I had
rather be an under turnkey in Newgate. I was up early and late: I was
brow-beat by the master, hated for my ugly face by the mistress, worried
by the boys within, and never permitted to stir out to meet civility
abroad. But are you sure you are fit for a school? Let me examine you a
little. Have you been bred apprentice to the business? No. Then you won't
do for a school. Can you dress the boys hair? No. Then you won't do for a
school. Have you had the small-pox? No. Then you won't do for a school.
Can you lie three in a bed? No. Then you will never do for a school. Have
you got a good stomach? Yes. Then you will by no means do for a school.
No, Sir, if you are for a genteel easy profession, bind yourself seven
years as an apprentice to turn a cutler's wheel; but avoid a school by any
means. Yet come, continued he, I see you are a lad of spirit and some
learning, what do you think of commencing author, like me? You have read
in books, no doubt, of men of genius starving at the trade: At present
I'll shew you forty very dull fellows about town that live by it in
opulence. All honest joggtrot men, who go on smoothly and dully, and write
history and politics, and are praised; men, Sir, who, had they been bred
coblers, would all their lives have only mended shoes, but never made
them.</p>
<p>'Finding that there was no great degree of gentility affixed to the
character of an usher, I resolved to accept his proposal; and having the
highest respect for literature, hailed the antiqua mater of Grub-street
with reverence. I thought it my glory to pursue a track which Dryden and
Otway trod before me. I considered the goddess of this region as the
parent of excellence; and however an intercourse with the world might give
us good sense, the poverty she granted I supposed to be the nurse of
genius! Big with these reflections, I sate down, and finding that the best
things remained to be said on the wrong side, I resolved to write a book
that should be wholly new. I therefore drest up three paradoxes with some
ingenuity. They were false, indeed, but they were new. The jewels of truth
have been so often imported by others, that nothing was left for me to
import but some splendid things that at a distance looked every bit as
well. Witness you powers what fancied importance sate perched upon my
quill while I was writing. The whole learned world, I made no doubt, would
rise to oppose my systems; but then I was prepared to oppose the whole
learned world. Like the porcupine I sate self collected, with a quill
pointed against every opposer.'</p>
<p>'Well said, my boy,' cried I, 'and what subject did you treat upon? I hope
you did not pass over the importance of Monogamy. But I interrupt, go on;
you published your paradoxes; well, and what did the learned world say to
your paradoxes?'</p>
<p>'Sir,' replied my son, 'the learned world said nothing to my paradoxes;
nothing at all, Sir. Every man of them was employed in praising his
friends and himself, or condemning his enemies; and unfortunately, as I
had neither, I suffered the cruellest mortification, neglect.</p>
<p>'As I was meditating one day in a coffee-house on the fate of my
paradoxes, a little man happening to enter the room, placed himself in the
box before me, and after some preliminary discourse, finding me to be a
scholar, drew out a bundle of proposals, begging me to subscribe to a new
edition he was going to give the world of Propertius, with notes. This
demand necessarily produced a reply that I had no money; and that
concession led him to enquire into the nature of my expectations. Finding
that my expectations were just as great as my purse, I see, cried he, you
are unacquainted with the town, I'll teach you a part of it. Look at these
proposals, upon these very proposals I have subsisted very comfortably for
twelve years. The moment a nobleman returns from his travels, a Creolian
arrives from Jamaica, or a dowager from her country seat, I strike for a
subscription. I first besiege their hearts with flattery, and then pour in
my proposals at the breach. If they subscribe readily the first time, I
renew my request to beg a dedication fee. If they let me have that, I
smite them once more for engraving their coat of arms at the top. Thus,
continued he, I live by vanity, and laugh at it. But between ourselves, I
am now too well known, I should be glad to borrow your face a bit: a
nobleman of distinction has just returned from Italy; my face is familiar
to his porter; but if you bring this copy of verses, my life for it you
succeed, and we divide the spoil.'</p>
<p>'Bless us, George,' cried I, 'and is this the employment of poets now! Do
men of their exalted talents thus stoop to beggary! Can they so far
disgrace their calling, as to make a vile traffic of praise for bread?'</p>
<p>'O no, Sir,' returned he, 'a true poet can never be so base; for wherever
there is genius there is pride. The creatures I now describe are only
beggars in rhyme. The real poet, as he braves every hardship for fame, so
he is equally a coward to contempt, and none but those who are unworthy
protection condescend to solicit it.</p>
<p>'Having a mind too proud to stoop to such indignities, and yet a fortune
too humble to hazard a second attempt for fame, I was now, obliged to take
a middle course, and write for bread. But I was unqualified for a
profession where mere industry alone was to ensure success. I could not
suppress my lurking passion for applause; but usually consumed that time
in efforts after excellence which takes up but little room, when it should
have been more advantageously employed in the diffusive productions of
fruitful mediocrity. My little piece would therefore come forth in the
mist of periodical publication, unnoticed and unknown. The public were
more importantly employed, than to observe the easy simplicity of my
style, of the harmony of my periods. Sheet after sheet was thrown off to
oblivion. My essays were buried among the essays upon liberty, eastern
tales, and cures for the bite of a mad dog; while Philautos, Philalethes,
Philelutheros, and Philanthropos, all wrote better, because they wrote
faster, than I.</p>
<p>'Now, therefore, I began to associate with none but disappointed authors,
like myself, who praised, deplored, and despised each other. The
satisfaction we found in every celebrated writer's attempts, was inversely
as their merits. I found that no genius in another could please me. My
unfortunate paradoxes had entirely dried up that source of comfort. I
could neither read nor write with satisfaction; for excellence in another
was my aversion, and writing was my trade.</p>
<p>'In the midst of these gloomy reflections, as I was one day sitting on a
bench in St James's park, a young gentleman of distinction, who had been
my intimate acquaintance at the university, approached me. We saluted each
other with some hesitation, he almost ashamed of being known to one who
made so shabby an appearance, and I afraid of a repulse. But my suspicions
soon vanished; for Ned Thornhill was at the bottom a very good-natured
fellow.</p>
<p>'What did you say, George?' interrupted I. 'Thornhill, was not that his
name? It can certainly be no other than my landlord.'—'Bless me,'
cried Mrs Arnold, 'is Mr Thornhill so near a neighbour of yours? He has
long been a friend in our family, and we expect a visit from him shortly.'</p>
<p>'My friend's first care,' continued my son, 'was to alter my appearance by
a very fine suit of his own cloaths, and then I was admitted to his table
upon the footing of half-friend, half-underling. My business was to attend
him at auctions, to put him in spirits when he sate for his picture, to
take the left hand in his chariot when not filled by another, and to
assist at tattering a kip, as the phrase was, when we had a mind for a
frolic. Beside this, I had twenty other little employments in the family.
I was to do many small things without bidding; to carry the cork screw; to
stand godfather to all the butler's children; to sing when I was bid; to
be never out of humour; always to be humble, and, if I could, to be very
happy.</p>
<p>'In this honourable post, however, I was not without a rival. A captain of
marines, who was formed for the place by nature, opposed me in my patron's
affections. His mother had been laundress to a man of quality, and thus he
early acquired a taste for pimping and pedigree. As this gentleman made it
the study of his life to be acquainted with lords, though he was dismissed
from several for his stupidity; yet he found many of them who were as dull
as himself, that permitted his assiduities. As flattery was his trade, he
practised it with the easiest address imaginable; but it came aukward and
stiff from me; and as every day my patron's desire of flattery encreased,
so every hour being better acquainted with his defects, I became more
unwilling to give it. Thus I was once more fairly going to give up the
field to the captain, when my friend found occasion for my assistance.
This was nothing less than to fight a duel for him, with a gentleman whose
sister it was pretended he had used ill. I readily complied with his
request, and tho' I see you are displeased at my conduct, yet as it was a
debt indispensably due to friendship, I could not refuse. I undertook the
affair, disarmed my antagonist, and soon after had the pleasure of finding
that the lady was only a woman of the town, and the fellow her bully and a
sharper. This piece of service was repaid with the warmest professions of
gratitude; but as my friend was to leave town in a few days, he knew no
other method of serving me, but by recommending me to his uncle Sir
William Thornhill, and another nobleman of great distinction, who enjoyed
a post under the government. When he was gone, my first care was to carry
his recommendatory letter to his uncle, a man whose character for every
virtue was universal, yet just. I was received by his servants with the
most hospitable smiles; for the looks of the domestics ever transmit their
master's benevolence. Being shewn into a grand apartment, where Sir
William soon came to me, I delivered my message and letter, which he read,
and after pausing some minutes, Pray, Sir, cried he, inform me what you
have done for my kinsman, to deserve this warm recommendation? But I
suppose, Sir, I guess your merits, you have fought for him; and so you
would expect a reward from me, for being the instrument of his vices. I
wish, sincerely wish, that my present refusal may be some punishment for
your guilt; but still more, that it may be some inducement to your
repentance.—The severity of this rebuke I bore patiently, because I
knew it was just. My whole expectations now, therefore, lay in my letter
to the great man. As the doors of the nobility are almost ever beset with
beggars, all ready to thrust in some sly petition, I found it no easy
matter to gain admittance. However, after bribing the servants with half
my worldly fortune, I was at last shewn into a spacious apartment, my
letter being previously sent up for his lordship's inspection. During this
anxious interval I had full time to look round me. Every thing was grand,
and of happy contrivance: the paintings, the furniture, the gildings,
petrified me with awe, and raised my idea of the owner. Ah, thought I to
myself, how very great must the possessor of all these things be, who
carries in his head the business of the state, and whose house displays
half the wealth of a kingdom: sure his genius must be unfathomable! During
these awful reflections I heard a step come heavily forward. Ah, this is
the great man himself! No, it was only a chambermaid. Another foot was
heard soon after. This must be He! No, it was only the great man's valet
de chambre. At last his lordship actually made his appearance. Are you,
cried he, the bearer of this here letter? I answered with a bow. I learn
by this, continued he, as how that—But just at that instant a
servant delivered him a card, and without taking farther notice, he went
out of the room, and left me to digest my own happiness at leisure. I saw
no more of him, till told by a footman that his lordship was going to his
coach at the door. Down I immediately followed, and joined my voice to
that of three or four more, who came, like me, to petition for favours.
His lordship, however, went too fast for us, and was gaining his Chariot
door with large strides, when I hallowed out to know if I was to have any
reply. He was by this time got in, and muttered an answer, half of which
only I heard, the other half was lost in the rattling of his chariot
wheels. I stood for some time with my neck stretched out, in the posture
of one that was listening to catch the glorious sounds, till looking round
me, I found myself alone at his lordship's gate.</p>
<p>'My patience,' continued my son, 'was now quite exhausted: stung with the
thousand indignities I had met with, I was willing to cast myself away,
and only wanted the gulph to receive me. I regarded myself as one of those
vile things that nature designed should be thrown by into her lumber room,
there to perish in obscurity. I had still, however, half a guinea left,
and of that I thought fortune herself should not deprive me: but in order
to be sure of this, I was resolved to go instantly and spend it while I
had it, and then trust to occurrences for the rest. As I was going along
with this resolution, it happened that Mr Cripse's office seemed
invitingly open to give me a welcome reception. In this office Mr Cripse
kindly offers all his majesty's subjects a generous promise of 30 pounds a
year, for which promise all they give in return is their liberty for life,
and permission to let him transport them to America as slaves. I was happy
at finding a place where I could lose my fears in desperation, and entered
this cell, for it had the appearance of one, with the devotion of a
monastic. Here I found a number of poor creatures, all in circumstances
like myself, expecting the arrival of Mr Cripse, presenting a true epitome
of English impatience. Each untractable soul at variance with fortune,
wreaked her injuries on their own hearts: but Mr Cripse at last came down,
and all our murmurs were hushed. He deigned to regard me with an air of
peculiar approbation, and indeed he was the first man who for a month past
talked to me with smiles. After a few questions, he found I was fit for
every thing in the world. He paused a while upon the properest means of
providing for me, and slapping his forehead, as if he had found it,
assured me, that there was at that time an embassy talked of from the
synod of Pensylvania to the Chickasaw Indians, and that he would use his
interest to get me made secretary. I knew in my own heart that the fellow
lied, and yet his promise gave me pleasure, there was something so
magnificent in the sound. I fairly, therefore, divided my half guinea, one
half of which went to be added to his thirty thousand pound, and with the
other half I resolved to go to the next tavern, to be there more happy
than he.</p>
<p>'As I was going out with that resolution, I was met at the door by the
captain of a ship, with whom I had formerly some little acquaintance, and
he agreed to be my companion over a bowl of punch. As I never chose to
make a secret of my circumstances, he assured me that I was upon the very
point of ruin, in listening to the office-keeper's promises; for that he
only designed to sell me to the plantations. But, continued he, I fancy
you might, by a much shorter voyage, be very easily put into a genteel way
of bread. Take my advice. My ship sails to-morrow for Amsterdam; What if
you go in her as a passenger? The moment you land all you have to do is to
teach the Dutchmen English, and I'll warrant you'll get pupils and money
enough. I suppose you understand English, added he, by this time, or the
deuce is in it. I confidently assured him of that; but expressed a doubt
whether the Dutch would be willing to learn English. He affirmed with an
oath that they were fond of it to distraction; and upon that affirmation I
agreed with his proposal, and embarked the next day to teach the Dutch
English in Holland. The wind was fair, our voyage short, and after having
paid my passage with half my moveables, I found myself, fallen as from the
skies, a stranger in one of the principal streets of Amsterdam. In this
situation I was unwilling to let any time pass unemployed in teaching. I
addressed myself therefore to two or three of those I met whose appearance
seemed most promising; but it was impossible to make ourselves mutually
understood. It was not till this very moment I recollected, that in order
to teach Dutchmen English, it was necessary that they should first teach
me Dutch. How I came to overlook so obvious an objection, is to me
amazing; but certain it is I overlooked it</p>
<p>'This scheme thus blown up, I had some thoughts of fairly shipping back to
England again; but happening into company with an Irish student, who was
returning from Louvain, our conversation turning upon topics of
literature, (for by the way it may be observed that I always forgot the
meanness of my circumstances when I could converse upon such subjects)
from him I learned that there were not two men in his whole university who
understood Greek. This amazed me. I instantly resolved to travel to
Louvain, and there live by teaching Greek; and in this design I was
heartened by my brother student, who threw out some hints that a fortune
might be got by it. 'I set boldly forward the next morning. Every day
lessened the burthen of my moveables, like Aesop and his basket of bread;
for I paid them for my lodgings to the Dutch as I travelled on. When I
came to Louvain, I was resolved not to go sneaking to the lower
professors, but openly tendered my talents to the principal himself. I
went, had admittance, and offered him my service as a master of the Greek
language, which I had been told was a desideratum in his university. The
principal seemed at first to doubt of my abilities; but of these I offered
to convince him, by turning a part of any Greek author he should fix upon
into Latin. Finding me perfectly earnest in my proposal, he addressed me
thus: You see me, young man, continued he, I never learned Greek, and I
don't find that I have ever missed it. I have had a doctor's cap and gown
without Greek: I have ten thousand florins a year without Greek; I eat
heartily without Greek, and in short, continued he, as I don't know Greek,
I do not believe there is any good in it.</p>
<p>'I was now too far from home to think of returning; so I resolved to go
forward. I had some knowledge of music, with a tolerable voice, and now
turned what was once my amusement into a present means of subsistence. I
passed among the harmless peasants of Flanders, and among such of the
French as were poor enough to be very merry; for I ever found them
sprightly in proportion to their wants. Whenever I approached a peasant's
house towards night-fall, I played one of my most merry tunes, and that
procured me not only a lodging, but subsistence for the next day. I once
or twice attempted to play for people of fashion; but they always thought
my performance odious, and never rewarded me even with a trifle. This was
to me the more extraordinary, as whenever I used in better days to play
for company, when playing was my amusement, my music never failed to throw
them into raptures, and the ladies especially; but as it was now my only
means, it was received with contempt: a proof how ready the world is to
under rate those talents by which a man is supported.</p>
<p>'In this manner I proceeded to Paris, with no design but just to look
about me, and then to go forward. The people of Paris are much fonder of
strangers that have money, than of those that have wit. As I could not
boast much of either, I was no great favourite. After walking about the
town four or five days, and seeing the outsides of the best houses, I was
preparing to leave this retreat of venal hospitality, when passing through
one of the principal streets, whom should I meet but our cousin, to whom
you first recommended me. This meeting was very agreeable to me, and I
believe not displeasing to him. He enquired into the nature of my journey
to Paris, and informed me of his own business there, which was to collect
pictures, medals, intaglios, and antiques of all kinds, for a gentleman in
London, who had just stept into taste and a large fortune. I was the more
surprised at seeing our cousin pitched upon for this office, as he himself
had often assured me he knew nothing of the matter. Upon my asking how he
had been taught the art of a connoscento so very suddenly, he assured me
that nothing was more easy. The whole secret consisted in a strict
adherence to two rules: the one always to observe, that the picture might
have been better if the painter had taken more pains; and the other, to
praise the works of Pietro Perugino. But, says he, as I once taught you
how to be an author in London, I'll now undertake to instruct you in the
art of picture buying at Paris.</p>
<p>'With this proposal I very readily closed, as it was a living, and now all
my ambition was to live. I went therefore to his lodgings, improved my
dress by his assistance, and after some time, accompanied him to auctions
of pictures, where the English gentry were expected to be purchasers. I
was not a little surprised at his intimacy with people of the best
fashion, who referred themselves to his judgment upon every picture or
medal, as to an unerring standard of taste. He made very good use of my
assistance upon these occasions; for when asked his opinion, he would
gravely take me aside, and ask mine, shrug, look wise, return, and assure
the company, that he could give no opinion upon an affair of so much
importance. Yet there was sometimes an occasion for a more supported
assurance. I remember to have seen him, after giving his opinion that the
colouring of a picture was not mellow enough, very deliberately take a
brush with brown varnish, that was accidentally lying by, and rub it over
the piece with great composure before all the company, and then ask if he
had not improved the tints.</p>
<p>'When he had finished his commission in Paris, he left me strongly
recommended to several men of distinction, as a person very proper for a
travelling tutor; and after some time I was employed in that capacity by a
gentleman who brought his ward to Paris, in order to set him forward on
his tour through Europe. I was to be the young gentleman's governor, but
with a proviso that he should always be permitted to govern himself. My
pupil in fact understood the art of guiding in money concerns much better
than I. He was heir to a fortune of about two hundred thousand pounds,
left him by an uncle in the West Indies; and his guardians, to qualify him
for the management of it, had bound him apprentice to an attorney. Thus
avarice was his prevailing passion: all his questions on the road were how
money might be saved, which was the least expensive course of travel;
whether any thing could be bought that would turn to account when disposed
of again in London. Such curiosities on the way as could be seen for
nothing he was ready enough to look at; but if the sight of them was to be
paid for, he usually asserted that he had been told they were not worth
seeing. He never paid a bill, that he would not observe, how amazingly
expensive travelling was, and all this though he was not yet twenty-one.
When arrived at Leghorn, as we took a walk to look at the port and
shipping, he enquired the expence of the passage by sea home to England.
This he was informed was but a trifle, compared to his returning by land,
he was therefore unable to withstand the temptation; so paying me the
small part of my salary that was due, he took leave, and embarked with
only one attendant for London.</p>
<p>'I now therefore was left once more upon the world at large, but then it
was a thing I was used to. However my skill in music could avail me
nothing in a country where every peasant was a better musician than I; but
by this time I had acquired another talent, which answered my purpose as
well, and this was a skill in disputation. In all the foreign universities
and convents, there are upon certain days philosophical theses maintained
against every adventitious disputant; for which, if the champion opposes
with any dexterity, he can claim a gratuity in money, a dinner, and a bed,
for one night. In this manner therefore I fought my way towards England,
walked along from city to city, examined mankind more nearly, and, if I
may so express it, saw both sides of the picture. My remarks, however, are
but few: I found that monarchy was the best government for the poor to
live in, and commonwealths for the rich. I found that riches in general
were in every country another name for freedom; and that no man is so fond
of liberty himself as not to be desirous of subjecting the will of some
individuals in society to his own.</p>
<p>'Upon my arrival in England, I resolved to pay my respects first to you,
and then to enlist as a volunteer in the first expedition that was going
forward; but on my journey down my resolutions were changed, by meeting an
old acquaintance, who I found belonged to a company of comedians, that
were going to make a summer campaign in the country. The company seemed
not much to disapprove of me for an associate. They all, however, apprized
me of the importance of the task at which I aimed; that the public was a
many headed monster, and that only such as had very good heads could
please it: that acting was not to be learnt in a day; and that without
some traditional shrugs, which had been on the stage, and only on the
stage, these hundred years, I could never pretend to please. The next
difficulty was in fitting me with parts, as almost every character was in
keeping. I was driven for some time from one character to another, till at
last Horatio was fixed upon, which the presence of the present company has
happily hindered me from acting.'</p>
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