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then shewed him, which was about seven or eight shillings ; " and besides," said he, “I doubt I am indebted for my lodging." Mr. Farindon, who did not imagine that it had been so very low with him as this came to ; and therefore was much surprised and grieved to hear it; said to him, “I have at present money to command, and to morrow will pay you fifty pounds, in part of the many sums which I and my poor wife have received of
you in our great necessities ; and will pay you more soon, as you shall want it.” To this Mr. Hales answered, “No, you don't owe me any thing, and if you do I here forgive you ; for
you shall never pay me a penny. I know you and yours will have occasion for inuch more than what you have lately gotten. But if you know any other friend that hath too full a purse and will spare some of it to me, I will not refuse
He then said, “ When I die, (which I
* This anecdote reminds me of another related of Captain Thomas Coram, the original mover in the establishment of the Foundling Hospital. In his latter days he was reduced to an abject state of poverty, on which Sir Sampson Gideon, and others, procured a subscription, amounting to upwards of a hundred pounds a year, for his support. Upon Dr. Brocklesby's applying to the good old man, to know whether his setting on foot a subscription for his benefit would not offend him, he received this noble answer :-" I have not wasted the little wealth, of which I was formerly possessed, in self-indulgence, or vain expenses, and am not ashamed to confess, that in this, my old age, I ain poor.”
hope is not far off, for I am weary of this uncharitable world), I desire you will see me buried in that part of the churchyard,” pointing to the place.”—“But why not in the church,” said Mr. Farindon, “with the Provost, Sir Henry Wotton, and the rest of your friends and predecessors ?" -" Because, said he,
“I am neither the founder of it, nor have I been a benefactor to it; nor shall I ever now be able to be so. satisfied.”
Thus was this great man literally reduced to beggary, by the iniquity of a faction which
pretended an extraordinary zeal for pure religion, and a regard for civil liberty.
Soon after the above conversation he departed out of this life, aged seventy-two, May 19, 1656, and was buried in the spot which he had pointed out.
His learning was universal, and his judgment 80 exact, that he was consulted by persons of the greatest erudition upon the most abstruse points. These applications were so frequent that he once pleasantly said of his correspondents,
they set up tops, and leave me to whip them for 'em."
Among other of his learned friends was the immortal Grotius, whose picture Mr. Hales kept in his closet. Of his taste for poetry we have already given an instance in the article of Shakspeare ; and Sir John Suckling, who published