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I can take my walks unmolested, and fancy my- | walking amid their foliage; and the odour of their self of what degree or standing I please. I seem old moth-scented coverings, is fragrant as the first admitted ad eundum. I fetch up past opportuni- bloom of those sciential apples which grew amid ties. I can rise at the chapel-bell, and dream that the happy orchard. it rings for me. In moods of humility I can be a Still less have I curiosity to disturb the elder reSizar, or a Servitor. When the peacock vein pose of MSS. Those variæ lectiones, so tempting rises, I strut a Gentleman Commoner. In graver to the more erudite palates, do but disturb and unmoments, I proceed Master of Arts. Indeed I do settle my faith. I am no Herculanean raker. The not think I am much unlike that respectable char- credit of the three witnesses might have slept unacter. I have seen your dim-eyed vergers, and bed impeached for me. I leave these curiosities to makers in spectacles, drop a bow or curtsy as I pass, Porson, and to G. D.—whom, by the way, I found widely mistaking me for something of the sort. I busy as a moth over some rotten archive, rumgo about in black, which favours the notion. Only maged out of some seldom-explored press, in a in Christ Church reverend quadrangle, I can be nook at Oriel. With long poring, he is grown content to pass for nothing short of a Seraphic almost into a book. He stood as passive as one Doctor.

by the side of the old shelves. I longed to newThe walks at these times are so much one's coat him in Russia, and assign him his place. He own,--the tall trees of Christ's, the groves of Mag might have mustered for a tall Scapula. dalen! The halls deserted, and with open doors D. is assiduous in his visits to these seats of inviting one to slip in unperceived, and pay a de- learning. No inconsiderate portion of his modevoir to some founder, or noble or royal benefac- rate fortune, I apprehend, is consumed in journeys tress (that should have been ours) whose portrait between them and Clifford's-Inn, where, like a seems to smile upon their overlooked beadsman, dove on the asp's nest, he has long taken up his and to adopt me for their own. Then, to take a unconscious abode, amid an incongruous assempeep in by the way at the butteries and sculleries, bly of attorneys, attorneys' clerks, apparitors, proredolent of antique hospitality: the immense caves moters, vermin of the law, among whom he sits, of kitchens, kitchen fire-places, cordial recesses; “in calm and sinless peace.” The fangs of the ovens whose first pies were baked four centuries law pierce him not—the winds of litigation blow ago; and spits which have cooked for Chaucer! over his humble chambers—the hard sheriff's offiNot the meanest minister among the dishes but is cer moves his hat as he passes—legal nor illegal hallowed to me through his imagination, and the discourtesy touches him-none thinks of offering cook goes forth a manciple.

violence or injustice to him-you would as soon Antiquity! thou wondrous charm, what art “ strike an abstract idea." thou? that, being nothing, art every thing! When D. has been engaged, he tells me, through a thou wert, thou wert not antiquity—then thou wert course of laborious years, in an investigation into nothing, but hadst a remoter antiquity, as thou all curious matter connected with the two Univercalledst it, to look back to with blind veneration; sities; and has lately lit upon a manuscript colthou thyself being to thyself flat, jejune, modern ! lection of charters, relative to Cm, by which he What mystery lurks in this retroversion? or what hopes to settle some disputed points—particularly half Januses* are we, that cannot look forward that long controversy between them as to priority with the same idolatry with which we for ever re- of foundation. The ardour with which he envert! The mighty future is as nothing, being gages in these liberal pursuits, I am afraid, has not every thing! the past is every thing, being nothing! met with all the encouragement it deserved, either

What were thy dark ages ? Surely the sun rose here, or at C- Your caputs, and heads of as brightly then as now, and man got him to his colleges, care less than any body else about these work in the morning. Why is it that we can questions. Contented to suck the milky founnever hear mention of them without an accompa- tains of their Alma Maters, without inquiring into nying feeling, as though a palpable obscure had the venerable gentlewomen's years, they rather dimmed the face of things, and that our ancestors hold such curiosities to be impertinent--unrevewandered to and fro groping!

rend. They have their good glebe lands in manu, Above all thy rarities, old Oxenford, what do and care not much to rake into the title-deeds. Í most arride and solace me, are thy repositories of gather at least so much from other sources, for D. mouldering learning, thy shelves

is not a man to complain. What a place to be in is an old library! It D. started like an unbroke heifer, when I interseems as though all the souls of all the writers, rupted him. A priori, it was not very probable that have bequeathed their labours to these Bod- that we should have met in Oriel. But D. would leians, were reposing here, as in some dormitory have done the same had I accosted him on the or middle state. I do not want to handle, to pro- sudden in his own walks in Clifford's-Inn, or in fane the leaves, their winding-sheets. I could as the Temple. In addition to a provoking shortsoon dislodge a shade. I seem to inhale learning, sightedness, (the effect of late studies and watch

ings at the midnight oil,) D. is the most absent of * Januses of one face.-SIR THOMAS BROWNE, men. He made a call the other morning at our friend M.'s in Bedford-square; and, finding no- happens, very oddly, that my own standing at body at home, was ushered into the hall, where, Christ's was nearly corresponding with his; and, asking for pen and ink, with great exactitude of with all gratitude to him for his enthusiasm for the purpose he enters me his name in the book-which cloisters, I think he has contrived to bring together ordinarily lies about in such places, to record the whatever can be said in praise of them, dropping failures of the untimely or unfortunate visiter-and all the other side of the argument most ingenuously. takes his leave with many ceremonies, and pro- I remember L. at school ; and can well recollect fessions of regret. Some two or three hours after, that he had some peculiar advantages, which I and his walking destinies returned him into the same others of his schoolfellows had not. His friends neighbourhood again, and again the quiet image of lived in town, and were near at hand; and he had the fireside circle at M.'s—Mrs. M. presiding at the privilege of going to see them, almost as often it like a Queen Lar, with pretty A. S. at her side as he wished, through some invidious distinction, -striking irresistibly on his fancy, he makes an- which was denied to us. The present worthy.subother call, (forgetting that they were “certainly not treasurer to the Inner Temple can explain how that to return from the country before that day week,'') happened. He had his tea and hot rolls in a mornand disappointed a second time, inquires-for pen ing, while we were battening upon our quarter of and paper as before: again the book is brought,

a penny loaf,

-our crug,-moistened with attenuand in the line just above that in which he is about ated small-beer, in wooden piggins, smacking of to print his second name, (his rescript,) his first the pitched leathern-jack it was poured from. Our name (scarce dry) looks out upon him like another Monday's milk-porridge, blue and tasteless, and the Sosia, or as if a man should suddenly encounter peas-soup of Saturday coarse and choking, were his own duplicate! The effect may be conceived. enriched for him with a slice of“extraordinary bread D. made many a good resolution against such and butter,” from the hot-loaf of the Temple. The lapses in future. I hope he will not keep them too Wednesday's mess of millet, somewhat less repug. rigorously.

nant—(we had three banyan to four meat days in For with G. D. to be absent from the body, is the week)—was endeared to his palate with a sometimes (not to speak it profanely) to be pre- lump of double refined, and a smack of ginger (to sent with the Lord. At the very time when, per- make it go down the more glibly) or the fragrant sonally encountering thee, he passes on with no cinnamon. In lieu of our half-pickled Sundays, or recognition; or, being stopped, starts like a thing quite fresh boiled beef on Thursdays, (strong as surprised : at that moment, reader, he is on Mount caro equina,) with detestable marigolds floating in Tabor, or Parnassus; or co-shepherd with Plato: the pail to poison the broth our scanty muttonor, with Harrington, forming “immortal common- crags on Fridays—and rather more savoury, but wealths;” devising some plan of amelioration to grudging, portions of the same flesh, rotten-roasted thy country, or thy species; peradventure medi- or rare, on the Tuesdays (the only dish which extating some individual kindness or courtesy, to be cited our appetites, and disappointed our stomachs, done to thee thyself, the returning consciousness in almost equal proportion)-he had his hot plate of which made him to start so guiltily at thy ob- of roast veal, or the more tempting griskin (exotics truded personal presence.

unknown to our palatės) cooked in the paternal D. is delightful any where, but he is at the best kitchen (a great thing,) and brought him daily by in such places as these. He cares not much for his maid or aunt! I remember the good old relaBath. He is out of his element at Buxton, at tive (in whom love forbade pride) squatting down Scarborough, or Harrowgate. The Cam and the upon some odd stone in a by-nook of the cloisters, Isis are to him “better than all the waters of Da. disclosing the viands, (of higher regale than those mascus.” On the Muses' hill he is happy, and cates which the ravens ministered to the Tishbite,) good, as one of the shepherds on the Delectable and the contending passions of L. at the unfolding. Mountains; and when he goes about with you to There was love for the bringer ; shame for the show you the halls and colleges, you think you thing brought, and the manner of its bringing; have with you the Interpreter at the House Beau- sympathy for those who were too many to share in tiful.

it; and, at top of all, hunger (eldest, strongest of the passions !) predominant, breaking down the stony fences of shame, and awkwardness, and a

troubling over-consciousness. CHRIST'S HOSPITAL,

I was a poor friendless boy. My parents, and those who should care for me, were far away. Those few acquaintances of theirs, which they

could reckon upon being kind to me in the great In Mr. Lamb's “Works,” published a year or

city, after a little forced notice, which they had the two since, I find a magnificent eulogy on my old

grace to take of me on my first arrival in town, school,* such as it was, or now appears to him to

soon grew tired of my holyday visits. They seemed have been, between the years 1782 and 1789. It

to them to recur too often, though I thought them * Recollections of Christ's Hospital.

few enough; and, one after another, they all failed


me, and I felt myself alone among six hundred, children of us slept, answerable for an offence they playmates.

neither dared to commit, nor had the power to Oh the cruelty of separating a poor lad from his hinder. The same execrable tyranny drove the early homestead! The yearnings which I used to younger part of us from the fires, when our feet were have towards it in those unfledged years! How perishing with snow; and, under the cruellest penin my dreams would my native town (far in the alties, forbade the indulgence of a drink of water, west) come back, with its church, and trees, and when we lay in sleepless summer nights, fevered faces! How I would wake weeping, and in the with the season, and the day's sports. anguish of my heart exclaim upon sweet Calne in There was one H-, who, I learned, in after Wiltshire !

days, was seen expiating some maturer offence in To this late hour of my life, I trace impressions the hulks. (Do I flatter myself in fancying that left by the recollection of those friendless holydays. this might be the planter of that name, who sufThe long warm days of summer never return but fered-at Nevis, I think, or St. Kitts—some few they bring with them a gloom from the haunting years since? My friend Tobin was the benevolent memory of those whole-day-leaves when, by some instrument of bringing him to the gallows.) This strange arrangement, we were turned out, for the petty Nero actually branded a boy who had oflive-long day, upon our own hands, whether we fended him, with a red hot iron; and nearly starved had friends to go to, or none. I remember those forty of us, with exacting contributions, to the one bathing excursions to the New-River, which L. half of our bread, to pamper a young ass, which, recalls with such relish, better, I think, than he incredible as it may seem, with the connivance of can--for he was a home-seeking lad, and did not the nurse's daughter (a young flame of his) he had much care for such water-pastimes :—How merrily contrived to smuggle in, and keep upon the leads we would sally forth into the fields; and strip under of the ward, as they called our dormitories. This the first warmth of the sun; and wanton like young game went on for better than a week, till the fooldace in the streams; getting us appetites for noon, ish beast, not able to fare well but he must cry which those of us that were pennyless (our scanty roast meat-happier than Caligula’s minion, could morning-crust long since exhausted) had not the he have kept his own counsel—but foolisher, alas! means of allaying

while the cattle, and the birds, than any of his species in the fables-waxing fat, and the fishes, were at feed about us, and we had and kicking, in the fulness of bread, one unlucky nothing to satisfy our cravings—the very beauty minute would needs proclaim his good fortune to of the day, and the exercise of the pastime, and the the world below; and, laying out his simple throat, sense of liberty, setting a keener edge upon them! blew such a ram's-horn blast, as (toppling down -How faint, and languid, finally, we would return, the walls of his own Jericho) set concealment any towards nightfall, to our desired morsel, half-rejoie- longer at defiance. The client was dismissed, with ing, half-reluctant, that the hours of our uneasy certain attentions, to Smithfield; but I never underliberty had expired!

stood that the patron underwent any censure on It was worse in the days of winter, to go prowling the occasion. This was in the stewardship of L.'s about the streets objectlessshivering at cold win

admired Perry. dows of print-shops, to extract a little amusement; Under the same facile administration, can L. or haply, as a last resort, in the hope of a little have forgotten the cool impunity with which the novelty, to pay a fifty-times repeated visit (where nurses used to carry away openly, in open platour individual faces should be as well known to ters, for their own tables, one out of two of every the warden as those of his own charges) to the hot joint, which the careful matron had been seeing Lions in the Tower—to whose levee, by courtesy scrupulously weighed out for our dinners? These immemorial, we had a prescriptive title to admis- were daily practised in that magnificent apartment, sion.

which L. (grown connoisseur since, we presume) L.'s governor (so we called the patron who pre- praises so highly for the grand paintings, “by sented us to the foundation) lived in a manner under Verrio, and others,” with which it is "hung round his paternal roof. Any complaint which he had and adorned.” But the sight of sleek well-fed blue to make was sure of being attended to. This was coat boys in pictures was, at that time, I believe, understood at Christ's, and was an effectual screen little consolatory to him, or us, the living ones, to him against the severity of masters, or worse who saw the better part of our provisions carried tyranny of the monitors. The oppressions of these away before our faces by harpies; and ourselves young brutes are heart-sickening to call to recol- reduced (with the Trojan in the hall of Dido) lection. I have been called out of my bed, and

To feed our minds with idle portraiture, waked for the purpose, in the coldest winter nights -and this not once, but night after night-in my L. has recorded the repugnance of the school to shirt, to receive the discipline of a leathern thong, gags, or the fat of fresh beef boiled; and sets it with eleven other sufferers, because it pleased my down to some superstition. But these unctuous callow overseer, when there has been any talking morsels are never grateful to young palates, (chilheard after we were gone to bed, to make the dren are universally fat-haters,) and in strong, six last beds in the dormitory, where the youngest coarse, boiled meats, unsalted, are detestable. A

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gag-eater in our time was equivalent to a goril, and prejudices. I have since seen him carrying a held in equal detestation. suffered under the baker's basket. I think I heard he did not do imputation.

quite so well by himself, as he had done by the old 'Twas said,

folks. He ate strange flesh.

I was a hypochondriac lad ; and the sight of a

boy in fetters, upon the day of my first putting on He was observed, after dinner, carefully to

the blue clothes, was not exactly fitted to assuage gather up the remnants left at his table, (not many,

the natural terrors of initiation. I was of tender nor very choice fragments, you may credit me)

years, barely turned of seven ; and only read and, in an especial manner, these disreputable

of such things in books, or seen them but in dreams. morsels, which he would convey away, and secretly I was told he had run away. This was the punishstow in the settle that stood at his bedside. None

ment for the first offence. As a novice I was soon saw when he ate them. It was rumoured that he

after taken to see the dungeons. These were little, privately devoured them in the night. He was

square, Bedlam cells, where a boy could just lie watched, but no traces of such midnight practices

at his length upon straw and a blanket-a matwere discoverable. Some reported, that, on leave

tress, I think, was afterwards substituted—with a days, he had been seen to carry out of the bounds

peep of light, let in askance, from a prison-orifice a large blue check handkerchief, full of something.

at top, barely enough to read by.

Here the poor This then must be the accursed thing. Conjecture

boy was locked in by himself all day, without next was at work to imagine how he could dispose

sight of any but the porter who brought him his of it. Some said he sold it to the beggars. This

bread and water—who might not speak to him ;belief generally prevailed. He went about moping.

or of the beadle, who came twice a week to call None spake to him. No one would play with him.

him out to receive his periodical chastisement, He was excommunicated; put out of the pale of

which was almost welcome, because it separated the school. He was too powerful a boy to be him for a brief interval from solitude:—and here beaten, but he underwent every mode of that

he was shut up by himself of nights, out of the negative punishment, which is more grievous than

reach of any sound, to suffer whatever horrors the many stripes. Still he persevered. At length he was

weak nerves, and superstition incident to his time observed by two of his school-fellows, who were

of life, might subject him to.* This was the pendetermined to get at the secret, and had traced

alty for the second offence. Wouldst thou like, him one leave-day, for that purpose, to enter a large

reader, to see what became of him in the next worn-out building, such as there exist specimens degree? of in Chancery-lane, which are let out to various

The culprit, who had been a third time an ofscales of pauperism, with open door and a common fender, and whose expulsion was at this time staircase. After him they silently slunk in, and deemed irreversible, was brought forth, as at some followed by stealth up four flights, and saw him

solemn auto da fe, arrayed in uncouth and most tap at a poor wicket, which was opened by an aged

appalling attire-all trace of his late “watchet woman, meanly clad. Suspicion was now ripened weeds” carefully effaced, he was exposed in a into certainty. The informers had secured their jacket, resembling those which London lamplightvictim. They had him in their toils. Accusation ers formerly delighted in, with a cap of the same. was formally preferred, and retribution most signal The effect of this divestiture was such as the inwas looked for. Mr. Hathaway, the then steward, genious devisers of it could have anticipated. With (for this happened a little after my time,) with that his pale and frighted features, it was as if some of patient sagacity which tempered all his conduct, those disfigurements in Dante had seized upon him. determined to investigate the matter, before he In this disguisement he was brought into the hall, proceeded to sentence. The result was, that the (L.'s favourite state-room,) where awaited him the supposed mendicants, the receivers or purchasers of whole number of his school-fellows, whose joint the mysterious scraps, turned out to be the parents lessons and sports he was thenceforth to share no of an honest couple come to decay, whom more; the awful presence of the steward, to be this seasonable supply had, in all probability, seen for the last time; of the executioner beadle, saved from mendicancy; and that this young stork, clad in his state-robe for the occasion ; and of two at the expense of his own good name, had all this

faces more, of direr import, because never but in while been only feeding the old birds! The goy- these extremities visible. These were governors ; ernors on this occasion, much to their honour,

two of whom, by choice, or charter, were always voted a present relief to the family of —, and accustomed to officiate at these Ultima Supplicia ; presented him with a silver medal. The lesson

not to mitigate, (so at least we understood it,) but which the steward read upon RASH JUDGMENT, on

* One or two instances of lunacy, or attempted suithe occasion of publicly delivering the medal to

cide, accordingly, at length convinced the governors of I believe, would not be lost upon his audi- the impolicy of this part of the sentence, and the midtory. I had left school then, but I well remember night torture to the spirits was dispensed with. This He was a tall, shambling youth, with a cast

fancy of dungeons for children was a sprout of Howard's

brain; for which, (saving the reverence due to Holy in his eye, not at all calculated to conciliate hostile Paul,) methinks, I could willingly spit upon his statue.

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10 enforce the uttermost stripe Old Bamber Gas- | cradles; or making dry peas to dance upon the end coigne, and Peter Aubert, I remember, were col- of a tin pipe; or studying the art military over that leagues on one occasion, when the beadle turning laudable game “French and English,” and a hunrather pale, a glass of brandy was ordered to pre- dred other such devices to pass away the time pare him for the mysteries. The scourging was, mixing the useful with the agreeable—as would after the old Roman fashion, long and stately. have made the souls of Rousseau and John Locke The lictor accompanied the criminal quite round chuckle to have seen us. the hall. We were generally too faint with attend- Matthew Field belonged to that class of modest ing to the previous disgusting circumstances, to divines who affect to mix in equal proportion the make accurate report with our eyes of the degree gentleman, the scholar, and the Christian ; but, I of corporal suffering inflicted. Report, of course, know not how, the first ingredient is generally gave out the back knotty and livid. After scourg- found to be the predominating dose in the compoing, he was made over, in his San Benito, to his sition. He was engaged in gay parties, or with friends, if he had any, (but commonly such poor his courtly bow at some episcopal levée, when he runagates were friendless,) or to his parish officer, should have been attending upon us. He had for who, to enhance the effect of the scene, had his many years the classical charge of a hundred chilstation allotted to him on the outside of the halle dren, during the four or five first years of their gate.

education; and his very highest form seldom proThese solemn pageantries were not played off ceeded further than two or three of the introductory 80 often as to spoil the general mirth of the com- fables of Phædrus. How things were suffered to munity. We had plenty of exercise and recreation go on thus, I cannot guess. Boyer, who was the after school hours; and, for myself, I must confess, proper person to have remedied these abuses, althat I was never happier, than in them. The Up- ways affected, perhaps felt, a delicacy in interfering per and the Lower Grammar Schools were held in a province not strictly his own. I have not in the same room, and an imaginary line only been without my suspicions, that he was not altodivided their bounds. Their character was as gether displeased at the contrast we presented to different as that of the inhabitants on the two his end of the school. We were a sort of Helots sides of the Pyrennees. The Rev. James Boyer to his young Spartans. He would sometimes, was the Upper Master ; but the Rev. Matthew with ironic deference, send to borrow a rod of the Field presided over that portion of the apartment Under Master, and then, with sardonic grin, obof which I had the good fortune to be a member. serve to one of his upper boys, “how neat and We lived a life as careless as birds. We talked fresh the twigs looked.” While his pale students and did just what we pleased, and nobody molest- were battering their brains over Xenophon and ed us. We carried an accidence, or a grammar, Plato, with a silence as deep as that enjoined by for form ; but, for any trouble it gave us, we the Samite, we were enjoying ourselves at our ease might take two years in getting through the verbs in our little Goshen. We saw a little into the deponent, and another two in forgetting all that secrets of his discipline, and the prospect did but we had learned about them. There was now and the more reconcile us to our lot. His thunders then the formality of saying a lesson, but if you

rolled innocuous for us ; his storms came near, had not learned it, a brush across the shoulders but never touched us ; contrary to Gideon's mira(just enough to disturb a fly) was the sole re- cle, while all around were drenched, our fleece was monstrance. Field never used the rod; and in dry.* His boys turned out the better scholars ; truth he wielded the cane with no great good will we, I suspect, have the advantage in temper. His holding it“ like a dancer.” It looked in his hands pupils cannot speak of him without something of. rather like an emblem than an instrument of au- terror allaying their gratitude ; the remembrance thority; and an emblem, too, he was ashamed of. of Field comes back with all the soothing images He was a good easy man, that did not care to of indolence, and summer slumbers, and work ruffle his own peace, nor perhaps set any great like play, and innocent idleness, and Elysian exconsideration

upon the value of juvenile time. He emptions, and life itself “a playing holyday.” came among us, now and then, but often staid Though sufficiently removed from the jurisdicaway whole days from us; and when he came, ittion of Boyer, we were near enough (as I have said) made no difference to us-he had his private room to understand a little of his system. We occato retire to, the short time he staid, to be out of the sionally heard sounds of the Ululantes, and caught sound of our noise. Our mirth and uproar went glances of Tartarus. B. was a rabid pedant. His

We had classics of our own, without being English style was cramped to barbarism. His beholden to "insolent Greece or haughty Rome, Easter anthems (for his duty obliged him to those that passed current among us-Peter Wilkins-periodical flights) were grating as scrannel pipes.f the Adventures of the Hon. Capt. Robert Boyle, He would laugh, ay, and heartily, but then it must the Fortunate Blue-Coat Boy—and the like. Or be at Flaccus's quibble about Rex- or at the we cultivated a turn for mechanic or scientific

* Cowley. operations ; making little sun-dials of paper ; or † In this and every thing B. was the antipodes of his weaving those ingenious parentheses, called cat- coadjutor. While the former was digging his brains



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