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would not wonder I make light of even extravagance in a point that shows him thus fixed to make this object a part of the whole system of his future life.
Dr. Burney to Madame d'Arblay.
Friday Night, September 13, 1797. MY DEAR FANNY,-Where did I leave off?-hang me
? if I know !-I believe I told you, or all when with you, of the Chester and Liverpool journey and voyage. On Saturday, 26th August, the day month from leaving London, M, le Président de Frondeville and I left Crewe Hall on our way back. The dear Mrs. Crewe kindly set us in our way as far as Hetruria. We visited Trentham Hall, in Staffordshire, the famous seat of the Marquis of Stafford,-a very fine place—fine piece of water-fine hanging woods,—the valley of Tempe--and the river Trent running through the garden. Mrs. C. in. troduced us to the Marchioness, who did us the honour of showing us the house herself; it has lately been improved and enlarged by Wyatt :--fine pictures, library, &c.
After a luncheon here, we went to Hetruria, which I had never seen. Old Mr. Wedgwood is dead, and his son and successor not at home; but we went to the pottery manufacture, and saw the whole process of forming the beautiful things which are dispersed all over the universe from this place. Mrs. C. offered to send you a little hand churn for your breakfast butter; but I should have broke it to pieces, and durst not accept of it. But if it would be of any use, when you have a cow, I will get you one at the Wedgwood warehouse in London. Here we parted.
The President and I got to Lichfield by about ten
o'clock that night. In the morning, before my companion was up, I strolled about the city with one of the waiters, in search of Frank Barber, who I had been told lived there; but on inquiry I was told his residence was in a village three or four miles off. I however soon found the house where dear Dr. Johnson was born, and his father's shop, The house is stuccoed, has five sash-windows in front, and pillars before it. It is the best house thereabouts, near St. Mary's Church, in a broad street, and is now a grocer's shop.
I went next to the Garrick House, which has been lately repaired, stuccoed, enlarged, and sashed. Peter Garrick, David's eldest brother, died about two years ago, leaving all his possessions to the apothecary that had attended him. But the will was disputed and set aside not long since, it having appeared at a trial that the tesTator was insane at the time the will was made; so that Mrs. Doxie, Garrick's sister, a widow with a numerous family, recovered the house and 30,0001. She now lives in it with her family, and has been able to set up a carriage. The inhabitants of Lichfield were so pleased with the decision of the Court on the trial, that they illuminated the streets, and had public rejoicings on the occasion.
After examining this house well, I tried to find the residence of Dr. James, inventor of the admirable fever powders, which have so often saved the life of our dear Susey, and others without number. But the ungrateful inhabitants knew nothing about him. I could find but one old man who remembered that he was a native of that city !—that man " who has lengthened life, whose skill in physic will be long remembered," to be forgotten at Lichfield! I felt indignant, but went round the cathedral, which has been lately thoroughly repaired in
ternally, and is the most complete and beautiful Gothic building I ever saw. The outside was très mal traité by the fanatics of the last century; but there are three beautiful spires still standing, and more than fifty wholelength figures of saints in their original niches. The choir is exquisitely beautiful. A fine new organ is erected, and was well played, and I never heard the cathedral service so well performed to that instrument only before. The services and anthems were middle-aged music, neither too old and dry, nor too modern and light; the voices subdued, and exquisitely softened and sweetened by the building
While the lessons were reading, which I could not hear, I looked for monuments, and found a beautiful one to Garrick, and another just by it to Johnson; the former erected by Mrs. Garrick, who has been daily abused for not erecting one to her husband in Westminster Abbey; but sure that was a debt due to him from the public, and that due from his widow best paid here. Johnson's has been erected by his friends :—both are beautiful, and alike in every particular.
There is a monument here to Johnson's first patron, Mr. Walmsley, whose amplitude of learning and copiousness of communication were such, that our revered friend said " it might be doubted whether a day passed in which he had not some advantage from his friendship.” There is a monument likewise to Lady M. W. Montagu, and to the father of Mr. Addison, &c.
We left Lichfield about two o'clock, and reached Daventry that night, stopping a little at Coventry to look at the great church and Peeping Tom. Next day got to St. Alban's time enough to look at the church and neighbouring ruins. Next morning breakfasted at Barnet, where my car met me, and got to Chelsea by three o'clock,
leaving my agreeable compagnon de voyage, M. le Pré . sident, at his apartments in town.
I only stayed at home a week, after which I went to Richmond for four or five days ;-slept at Charlotte's, but dined with her but once ; Tuesday, Wednesday, with dear good Mrs. Boscawen; visiting, first, Mrs. Gell, at Twickenham, and Dr. Morton ; Mrs. Garrick, at Hampton; and Lady Polly, at Hampton Court, with whom Hetty and I dined and spent a very laughing and agreeable day on Thursday, hearing the band of the 11th regiment play in the gardens to the Prince and Princess of Orange during their lonchon—then saw the palace, in which Lady M. performed the part of cicerone.
Thursday dine with Mrs. Ord in Sir Joshua Reynolds’s house; on Friday morning go with her and Mrs. Otley, a sister of Sir W. Young, to see Mrs. Garrick, but she was gone to London ; however, Mrs. Ord being a privileged person, we saw the house, pictures, and gardens.
I visited the Cambridges, and they me. Mr. C. is as active and lively as ever. Dined again with Mrs. Bos. on Saturday.
On Sunday went with Hetty and Mrs. B. to Richmond Gardens to see the kangaroos, then carried them to town, and carried to Chelsea, myself, a miserable cold, which I have been nursing ever since. But I am now thinking of my visit to Lord Chesterfield and Herschel. I have just received a very polite and friendly letter from the latter, just returned from Ramsgate, who “will be happy to talk over with me any subject of astronomy that I may be pleased to lead him to.”
But when is your Windsor visit to take place? The Royal Family return, 't is said, the 16th. A levee is announced for Wednesday next week, and a drawing-room on Thursday. If this very dreadful weather does not
continue, I think of going to Bailie next week. If we should meet at Windsor, how nice it would be! Pensez-y.
Madame d'Arblay to Dr. Burney.
Bookham, September 25, '97. I must not vex my dearest Padre with my vexation, especially as the season is so much farther advanced than when we had regaled our fancies with seeing him, that many fears for what is still more precious to me than his sight,—his health-would mix with the joy of his presence.
The return of Lord M. has been a terrible stroke to every fond hope of M. d'Arblay of embracing his venerable uncle. Not even a line, now, must again pass between them! This last dreadful revolution shook him almost as violently as the loss of his brother; but constant exercise and unremitting employment are again, thank Heaven! playing the part of philosophy. Indeed, he has the happiest philosophy to join to them—that of always endeavouring to balance blessings against misfortunes. Many for whom he had a personal regard are involved in this inhuman banishment, though none with whom he was particularly connected. Had the Parisians not all been disarmed in a former epoch, it is universally believed they would have risen in a mass to defend the legislators from this unheard-of proscription. Such is the report of a poor returned émigré. But such measures had been taken, that there is little doubt but that military government will be now finally established. M. d'Arblay had been earnestly pressed to go over, and pass les vendanges at Joigny, and try what he could recover from the shipwreck of his family's fortune: but not, thank