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that day, but prescribed nothing. Mr. Cruikshanks came the Doctor was rather cheerfu! with him; he said, Come, give me your hand,' and shook him by the hand, adding, 'You shall make no other use of it now;' meaning he should not examine his legs. Mr. Cruikshanks wished to do it, but the Doctor would not let him. Mr. Cruikshanks said he would call in the evening.
"Sunday, Dec. 12.-Was not at Bolt-court in the forenoon; at St. Sepulchre's school in the evening with Mrs. Hoole, where we saw Mrs. Gardiner and Lady Rothes; heard that Dr. Johnson was very bad, and had been something deliriWent to Bolt-court about nine, and found there Mr. Windham and the Rev. Mr. Strahan. The Doctor was then very bad in bed, which I think he had only taken to that day he had now refused to take any more medicine or food. Mr. Cruikshanks came about eleven: he endeavoured to persuade him to take some nourishment, but in vain. Mr. Windham then went again to him, and, by the advice of Mr. Cruikshanks, put it upon this footing-that by persisting to refuse all sustenance he might probably defeat his own purpose to preserve his mind clear, as his weakness might bring on paralytic complaints that might affect his mental powers. The Doctor, Mr. Windham said, heard him patiently; but when he had heard all, he desired to be troubled no more. He then took a most affectionate leave of Mr. Windham, who reported to us the issue of the conversation, for only Mr. Desmoulins was with them in the chamber. I did not see the Doctor that day, being fearful of disturbing him, and never conversed with him again. I came away about half past eleven with Mr. Windham.
together into the chamber, and there saw the
1 As there have been several Miss Morris's on the stage, it may be proper to mention that the young lady was sister to Miss Morris, who app red in Juliet at Covent Garden, Nov. 26, 1769, and died May 1, 1769. She was related to Corbyn Morris, Esq. commissioner of the customs.-J. HoOLE.
[SOME account of FRANCIS STUART,—referred to in vol. i. p. 75; and ante, pp. 225. 228. 369. $71.
"In that amusing scrap-book called "Grose's Olio," there is an imputation against Dr. Johnson of having obtained an advance of money from the publishers of the Dictionary, by the trick of substituting old sheets instead of new copy, which he had neglected to are. The following extract from the Gentleman's Magazine contradicts this imputation; but for that sole purpose the Editor would not have thought it necessary to quote it, but he is induced to do so because it also affords some curious particulars as to the practical compilation of the Dictionary, and gives some account of Francis Stuart, whose connexion with Johnson seems to the Editor to have been more important than Mr. Boswell supposed. Indeed Mr. Boswell's account of the little negotiation in which Dr. Johnson employed him with Stuart's sister is very confused. In December, 1779, he states that he had, as desired by Johnson, “discovered the sister of Stuart, and given her a guinea for an old pocket-book of her brother's which Dr. Johnson had retained; that the woman wondered at his scrupulous honesty, and received the guinea Monday, Dec. 13.-Went to Bolt-court at as if sent by Providence:" ante, p. 225. But eleven o'clock in the morning; met a young lady this must have been a total mistake on the coming down stairs from the Doctor, whom, up- part of Boswell; for it appears that the sison inquiry, I found to be Miss Morris (a sister to ter had the pocket-book, or letter-case, and Miss Morris', formerly on the stage). Mrs. that it was for obtaining it that Johnson afDesinoulins told me that she had seen the Doc-fered the guinea. This matter was probably tor; that by her desire he had been told she came explained in some letters not now extent; for to ask his blessing, and that he said, God bless in April, 1780 (ante, p. 228), Johnson eryou!' I then went up into his chamber, and presses "satisfaction at the success of Boswell's found him lying very composed in a kind of doze: transaction with Mrs. Stuart," by which it may he spoke to nobody. Sir John Hawkins, Mr. be inferred that Boswell had obtained the letLangton, Mrs. Gardiner, Rev. Mr. Strahan and ter-case from her; but the negotiation was Mrs. Strahan, Doctors Brocklesby and Butter, Mr. not terminated; for four years after, in 1784 Steevens, and Mr. Nichols the printer, came; but (ante, p. 369), Johnson writes to Boswell, “I no one chose to disturb him by speaking to him, desire you to see Mrs. Stewart once again, and and he seemed to take no notice of any person. say that in the letter-case was a letter relating While Mrs. Gardiner and I were there, before the to me, for which I will give her, if she is willing rest came, he took a little warm milk in a cup, to give it to me, another guinea: the letter is of when he said something upon its not being prop- consequence only to me:"-and again, 18th erly given into his hand he breathed very regu- March, 1784, "If you come hither through lar, though short, and appeared to be mostly in a Edinburgh, send for Mrs. Stewart, and give anoth calm sleep or dozing. I left him in this state, er guinea for the letter in the old case, to which and never more saw him alive. In the evening II shall not be satisfied with my elain till she gives supped with Mrs. Hoole and my son at Mr. Braith-it me." (Ante, p. 371.) The reader now waite's, and at night my servant brought me sees that the retention by Johnson of Stewword that my dearest friend died that evening art's old pocket-book, and the scrupulous about seven o'clock; and next morning I went honesty of paying a guinea for it, was to the house, where I met Mr. Seward: we went a misapprehension; and that Johnson really wanted to obtain the pocket-book, which he did get, for the sake of a letter it contained, which he seems not to have gotten; but what letter could this be of consequence to Dr. Johnson, when on the verge of the grave, yet so long neglected by him; for Stewart had been
dead many years? Mr. Boswell's original | tion of first; and all words relating to gambling error and his subsequent silence on the sub- and card-playing, such as All Fours, Catch honject is very strange. The Editor is satisfied ours, Cribbage, &c. were, among the typos, either that Mr. Boswell did not obtain the let- said to be Frank Stuart's, corrected by the Doctor, ter, or that it related to some circumstance of for which he received a second payment. At the Johnson's life which he did not choose to di- time this happened, the Dictionary was going on vulge; and what could it have been that he printing very briskly in three departments, letter would not have told ?-ED.] D, G, and L, being at work upon at the same time; and as the Doctor was, in the printing-house phrase, out of town-that is, had received more money than he had produced MS. for-the proprietors restricted him in his payments, and would answer no more demands from him than at the rate of a guinea for every sheet of MS. copy he delivered; which was paid him by Mr. Strahan on delivery; and the Doctor readily agreed to this. The copy was written upon 4to. post, and in two columns each page. The Doctor wrote, in his own hand, the words and their explanation, and generally two or three words in each column, leaving a space between each for the authorities, which were pasted on as they were collected by the different clerks or amanuenses employed: and in this mode the MS. was so regular, that the sheets of MS. which made a sheet of print could be very exactly ascertained. Every guinea parcel came after this agreement regularly tied up, and was put upon a shelf in the corrector's room till wanted. The MS. being then in great forwardness, the Doctor supplied copy faster than the printers called for it; and in one of the heaps of copy it happened that, upon giving it out to the compositors, some sheets of the old MS. that had been printed off were found among the new MS. paid for. It is more probable that this happened by the Doctor's keeping the old copy, which was always returned him with the proof, in a disorderly manner. But another mode of accounting for this was at that time very current in the printing-house. The Doctor, besides his old and constant assistant, Stuart, had several others, some of them not of the best characters; and one of this class had been lately discharged, whom the Doctor had been very kind to, notwithstanding all his loose and idle tricks; and it was generally supposed that he had fallen upon this expedient of picking up the old MS. to raise a few guineas, finding the money so readily paid on the MS. as he delivered it. Lut every body was inclined to acquit the Doctor, as he had been well known to have rather too little thoughts about money matters. And what served to complete the Doctor's acquittal was, Stuart immediately on the discovery supplying the quantum of right copy (for it was ready); which set every thing to rights, and that in the course of an hour or two, as the writer of this note can truly assert, as he was employed in the business.
"This Steward was Francis Stuart. Gent. Mag. He was the son of a shop-keeper in Edinburgh, and was brought up to the law. For several years he was employed as a writer in some of the principal offices of Edinburgh; and being a man of good natural parts, and given to literature, he frequently assisted in digesting and arranging MSS. for the press; and, among other employments of this sort, he used to boast of assisting or copying some of the juvenile productions of the afterwards celebrated Lord Kaimes when he was very young and a correspondent with the Edinburgh Magazine. When he came to London, he stuck more closely to the press; and in this walk of copying or arranging for the press, he got recommended to Dr. Johnson, who then lived in Gough-square. Frank was a great admirer of the Doctor, and upon all Occasions consulted him; and the Doctor had also a very respectable opinion of his amanuensis Frank Stuart, as he always familiarly called him. But it was not only in collecting authorities that Frank was employed he was the man who did every thing in the writing way for him, and managed all his affairs between the Doctor, his bookseller, and his creditors, who were then often very troublesome, and every species of business the Doctor had to do out of doors; and for this he was much better qualified than the Doctor himself, as he had been more accustomed to common business, and more conversant in the ways of men.
"That he was a porter-drinking man, as Captain Grose says, may be admitted; for he usually spent his evenings at the Bible, in Shirelane, a house of call for bookbinders and printers, where Frank was in good esteem among some creditable neighbours that frequented the back-room; for, except his fuddling, he was a very worthy charBut his drinking and conviviality, he used to say, he left behind him at Edinburgh, where he had connected himself with some jovial wits and great card-players, which made his journey to London very prudent and necessary, as nothing but such a measure could break off the connexion, or bring them to good hours and moderation. In one of those night rambles, Stuart and his companions met with the mob-procession when they were conducting Captain Porteous to be hanged; and Stuart and his companions were next day exaniined about it before the town-council, when (as Stuart used to say) we were found to be too drunk to have had any hand in the business.' But he gave a most accurate and particular account of that memorable transaction in the Edinburgh Magazine of that time, which he was rather fond of relating. "In another walk, besides collecting authorities, be was remarkably useful to Dr. Johnson; that was, in the explanation of low cant phrases, which the Doctor used to get Frank to give his exp
"How such an erroneous and injurious account of an accident so fairly and justly to be accounted for, and the Doctor's character cleared from all imputation of art or guilt, came to Captain Grose's ears, is hard to be accounted for: but it appears to have been picked up among the common gossip of the press-room, or other remote parts of the printing-house, where the right state of the fact could not be minutely related nor accurately na-known."
"We dined at the chop-house. Dr. Pozz was this day very instructive. We talked of books. I mentioned the History of Tommy Trip. I said it was a great work. Pozz. Yes, sir, it is a great work; but, sir, it is a great work relatively; it was a great work to you when you was a little boy: but now, sir, you are a great man, and Tommy Trip is a little boy.' I felt somewhat hurt at this comparison, and I believe he perceived it; for, as he was squeezing a lemon, he said, 'Never be affronted at a comparison. I have been compared to many things, but I never was affronted. No, sir, if they would call me a dog, and you a canister tied to my tail, I would not be affronted."
"Cheered by this kind mention of me, though in such a situation, I asked him what he thought of a friend of ours, who was always making comparisons. Pozz. Sir, that fellow has a simile for every thing but himself. I knew him when he kept a shop: he then made money, sir, and now he makes comparisons. Sir, he would say that you and I were two figs stuck together; two figs in adhesion, sir; and then he would laugh.' Bozz. But have not some great writers determined that comparisons are now and then odious?' Pozz. 'No, sir, not odious in themselves, not odious as comparisons; the fellows who make them are odious. The whigs make comparisons.'
"We supped that evening at his house. I showed him some lines I had made upon a pair of breeches. Pozz. Sir, the lines are good; but where could you find such a subject in your country? Bozz. Therefore it is a proof of invention, which is a characteristic of poetry. Pozz. Yes, sir, but an invention which few of your countrymen can enjoy.' I reflected afterwards on the depth of this remark: it affords a proof of that acuteness which he displayed in every branch of literature. I asked him if he approved of green spectacles? Pozz. As to green spectacles, sir, the question seems to be this: if I wore green spectacles, it would be because they assisted vision, or because I liked them. Now, sir, if a man tells me he does not like green spectacles, and that they hurt his eyes, I would not compel him to wear them. No, sir, I would dissuade him.' A few months after, I consulted him again on this subject, and he honoured me with a letter, in which he gives the same opinion. It will be
"TO JAMES BOZZ, ESQ.
"DEAR SIR,-My bowels have been very bad. Pray buy me some Turkey rhubarb, and bring with you a copy of your Tour.
"Write to me soon, and write to me often. I am, dear sir, yours, affectionately,
"It would have been unpardonable to have omitted a letter like this, in which we see so much of his great and illuminated mind. On my return to town, we met again at the chop-house. We had much conversation to-day: his wit flashed like lightning; indeed, there is not one hour of my present life in which I do not profit by some of his valuable communications.
"We talked of wind. I said I knew many persons much distressed with that complaint. Pozz. Yes, sir, when confined, when pent up.' I said I did not know that, but I questioned if the Romans ever knew it. Pozz. Yes, sir, the Romans knew it.' Bozz. 'Livy does not mention it.' Pozz. No, sir, Livy wrote History. Live was not writing the Life of a Friend.'
"On medical subjects his knowledge was inmense. He told me of a friend of ours who had just been attacked by a most dreadful complint : he had entirely lost the use of his limbs, so that he could neither stand nor walk, unless supported; his speech was quite gone; his eyes were mach swollen, and every vein distended, yet his face was rather pale, and his extremities cold; his pulse beat 160 in a minute. I said, with tenderness, that I would go and see him; and, said I, Sir, I will take Dr. Bolus with me.' Pozz. No, si, don't go.' I was startled, for I knew his compassionate heart, and earnestly asked why? Pozz Sir, you don't know his disorder.' Bozz. 'Pray what is it? Pozz. Sir, the man is dead drunk! This explanation threw me into a violent fit of laughter, in which he joined me, rolling about as he used to do when he enjoyed a joke; but he afterwards checked me. Pozz Sir, you ought not to laugh at what I said. Sir, he who laughs at what another man says, will soon learn to laugh at that other man. Sir, you should laugh only at your own jokes; you should laugh seldom.'
"We talked of a friend of ours who was a very violent politician. I said I did not like his company. Pozz. No, sir, he is not healthy; he is sore, sir; his mind is ulcerated; he has a political whitlow; sir, you cannot touch him without giving him pain. Sir, I would not talk politicks with that man; I would talk of cabbage and pease: sir, I would ask him how he got his corn in, and whether his wife was with child; but I would not talk politicks.' Bozz. But perhaps, sir, he would talk of nothing else.' Pozz Then, sir, it is plain what he would do.' On my very
earnestly inquiring what that was, Dr. Pozz an- | ton's Chronology; but as they gave employment swered, Sir, he would let it alone.' to useful artisans, he did not dislike the large buckles then coming into use.
"I mentioned a tradesman who had lately set up his coach. Pozz. He is right, sir; a man who would go on swimmingly cannot get too soon off his legs. That man keeps his coach. Now, sir, a coach is better than a chaise, sir-it is better than a chariot.' Bozz. Why, sir?' Pozz. Sir, it will hold more.' I begged he would repeat this, that I might remember it, and he complied with great good humour. 'Dr. Pozz,' said I, you ought to keep a coach.' Pozz. Yes, sir, I ought. Bozz. But you do not, and that has often surprised me.' Pozz. Surprised you! There, sir, is another prejudice of absurdity. Sir, you ought to be surprised at nothing. A man that has lived half your days ought to be above all surprise. Sir, it is a rule with me never to be surprised. It is mere ignorance, you cannot guess why I do not keep a coach, and you are surprised.ject. Now, sir, if you did know, you would not be surprised.' I said, tenderly, I hope, my dear sir, you will let me know before I leave town.' Pozz. Yes, sir, you shall know now. You shall not go to Mr. Wilkins, and to Mr. Jenkins, and to Mr. Stubbs, and say, why does not Pozz keep a coach? I will tell you myself-Sir, I can't afford it.'
"We talked of drinking. I asked him wheth- "We talked of a person who had a very bad er, in the course of his long and valuable life, he character. Pozz. Sir, he is a scoundrel.' Bozz. had not known some men who drank more than I hate a scoundrel.' Pozz. There you are Pozz. " they could bear? Yes, sir; and then, wrong don't hate scoundrels. Scoundrels, sir, sir, nobody could bear them. A man who is are useful. There are many things we cannot do drunk, sir, a very foolish fellow.' Bozz. But, without scoundrels. I would not choose to keep sir, as the poet says, "he is devoid of all care.' company with scoundrels, but something may be Pozz. Yes, sir, he cares for nobody; he has got from them.' Bozz. Are not scoundrels gennone of the cares of life: he cannot be a mer-erally fools?' Pozz. No, sir, they are not. A chant, sir, for he cannot write his name; he can- scoundrel must be a clever fellow; he must know not be a politician, sir, for he cannot talk; he can- many things of which a fool is ignorant. Any not be an artist, sir, for he cannot see; and yet, sir, man may be a fool. 1 think a good book might there is science in drinking.' Bozz. I suppose you be made out of scoundrels. I would have a Biomean that a man ought to know what he drinks.' graphia Flagitiosa, the Lives of Eminent Pozz No, sir, to know what one drinks is nothing; Scoundrels, from the earliest accounts to the but the science consists of three parts. Now, sir, present day.' I mentioned hanging: I thought were I to drink wine, I should wish to know them it a very awkward situation. Pozz. No, sir, all; I should wish to know when I had too little, hanging is not an awkward situation: it is proper, when I had enough, and when I had too much. sir, that a man whose actions tend towards flagiThere is our friend ******* (mentioning a tious obliquity should appear perpendicular at gentleman of our acquaintance); he knows when last.' I told him that I had lately been in comhe has too little, and when he has too much, but pany with some gentlemen, every one of whom he knows not when he has enough. Now, sir, could recollect some friend or other who had been that is the science of drinking, to know when one hanged. Pozz. Yes, sir, that is the easiest way. has enough.' We know those who have been hanged; we can "We talked this day on a variety of topics, recollect that: but we cannot number those who but I find very few memorandums in my journal. deserve it; it would not be decorous, sir, in a On small beer, he said it was flatulent liquor. mixed company. sir, that is one of the few He disapproved of those who deny the utility of things which we are compelled to think." " absolute power, and seemed to be offended with a Our regard for literary property' prevents friend of ours who would always have his eggs our making a larger extract from the above poached. Sign-posts, he observed, had degener-important work. We have, however, we hope, ated within his memory; and he particularly given such passages as will tend to impress found fault with the moral of the Beggar's Opera. our readers with a high idea of this vast unI endeavoured to defend a work which had af- | dertaking.-Note by the author. forded me so much pleasure, but could not master that strength of mind with which he argued; and it was with great satisfaction that he communicated to me afterwards a method of curing corns by applying a piece of oiled silk. In the early House, (vol. i. p. 239) to prevent his rivals making use of history of the world, he preferred Sir Isaac New-them.-ED.]
1 [This alludes to the jealousy about copyright, which
Mr. Boswell carried so far that he actually printed sepa
rately, and entered at Stationers' Hall, Johnson's Letter to Lord Chesterfield (vol. i. p. 112), and the Account of Johnson's Conversation with George III. at Buckingham
"Next day we dined at the Mitre. I mentioned spirits. Pozz. Sir, there is as much evidence for the existence of spirits as against it. You may not believe it, but you cannot deny it.' I told him that my great grandmother once saw a spirit. He asked me to relate it, which I did very minutely, while he listened with profound attention. When I mentioned that the spirit once appeared in the shape of a shoulder of mutton, and another time in that of a tea-pot, he interrupted me :-Pozz. There, sir, is the point; the evidence is good, but the scheme is defective in consistency. We cannot deny that the spirit appeared in these shapes; but then we cannot reconcile them. What has a tea-pot to do with a shoulder of mutton? Neither is it a terrific obThere is nothing contemporaneous. Sir, these are objects which are not seen at the same time, nor in the same place.' Bozz. I think, sir, that old women in general are used to see ghosts.' Pozz. Yes, sir, and their conversation is full of the subject: I would have an old woman to record such conversations; their loquacity tends to minuteness.'
"Tour to the Hebrides."
to which my book has given rise, I have made no MR. BOSWELL'S Original Dedication of the answer. Every work must stand or fall by its own merit. I cannot, however, oniit this opportunity of returning thanks to a gentleman who published a " Defence" of my "Journal," and has added to the favour by communicating his name to me in a very obliging letter.
It would be an idle waste of time to take any particular notice of the futile remarks, to many of which, a petty national resentment, unworthy of my countrymen, has probably given rise; remarks, which have been industriously circulated in the publick prints by shallow or envious cavillers, who have endeavoured to persuade the world that Dr. Johnson's character has been lessened by recording such various instances of his lively wit and acute judgment, on every topick that was presented to his mind. In the opinion of every person of taste and knowledge that I have conversed with, it has been greatly heightened; and I will venture to predict, that this specimen of the colloquial talents and extemporaneous effusions of my illustrious fellow-traveller will become stil more valuable, when, by the lapse of time, he shall have become an ancient; when all those who can now bear testimony to the transcendent powers of his mind shall have passed away, and no other memorial of this great and good man shall remain but the following "Journal," the other anecdotes and letters preserved by his friends, and those incomparable works which have for many years been in the highest estimation, and will be read and admired as long as the English language shall be spoken or understood. J. B. London, 15th August, 1786.
TO EDMOND MALONE, ESQ.
MY DEAR SIR,-In every narrative, whether historical or biographical, authenticity is of the utmost consequence. Of this I have been so firmly persuaded, that I inscribed a former work to that person who was the best judge of its truth. I need not tell you I mean General Paoli; who, after his great, though unsuccessful efforts to preserve the liberties of his country, has found an honourable asylum in Britain, where he has now lived many years the object of royal regard and private respect; and whom I cannot name without expressing my very grateful sense of the uniform kindness which he has been pleased to show me.
The friends of Dr. Johnson can best judge, from internal evidence, whether the numerous conversations which form the most valuable part of the ensuing pages are correctly related. To them, therefore, I wish to appeal, for the accuracy of the portrait here exhibited to the world.
As one of those who were intimately acquainted with him, you have a title to this address. You have obligingly taken the trouble to peruse the original manuscript of this Tour," and can vouch for the strict fidelity of the present publication. Your literary alliance with our much lamented friend, in consequence of having undertaken to render one of his labours more complete, by your edition of Shakspeare, a work which I am confident will not disappoint the expectations of the publick, gives you another claim. But I have a still more powerful inducement to prefix your name to this volume, as it gives me an opportunity of letting the world know that I enjoy the honour and happiness of your friendship; and of thas publickly testifying the sincere regard with which I am, my dear sir, your very faithful and obedient servant, JAMES BOSWELL. London, 20th September, 1785.
ADVERTISEMENT TO THE SECOND EDITION.
London, 20th December, 1785.
FOR THE GENTLEMAN'S MAGAZINE.
Life of Father Paul, acknowl.
ADVERTISEMENT TO THE THIRD EDITION.
ANIMATED by the very favourable reception which two large impressions of this work have 1 I do not here include his poetical works; for, except had, it has been my study to make it as perfect as ing his Latin translation of Pope's Messiah, his Lendun I could in this edition, by correcting some inac-nal; his Prologue on the opening of Drury sue Theatre and his Vanity of Human Wishes, imitated from Jave
curacies which I discovered myself, and some which the kindness of friends or the scrutiny of adversaries pointed out. A few notes are added, of which the principal object is, to refute misrepresentation and calumny.
by Mr. Garrick, and his Irene, a Tragedy, they are very numerous, and in general short; and I bave promised a complete edition of them, in which I shall, with the at
To the animadversions in the periodical nals of criticism, and in the numerous publications
most care, ascertain their authenticity, and illustrate them with notes and various readings.-BOSWELL. The meaning of this sentence, and particularly of the word jour-wrote, "they are not very numerous," which would be excepting, is not very ear. Perhaps Mr. Boswell less obscure.-ED.)