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ous to see this northern warrior; he gratitude at the condescension of never moved but in a crowd. The his Royal Highness, who was pleaspresents which he received from ed to place the belt upon him with the proprietor of the Repository | his own hands. were precursors of his good fortune. He received many valuable preHis Royal Highness the Prince sents from various persons; among Regent sent for him to Carlton- | the rest, a pike, of a very curious House, and presented him with a construction, which was manufachandsome sabre suspended by a tured at Birmingham; it was eleven black velvet belt, brilliantly em- feet in length, shut up in the manbroidered with silver, and a car- ner of a telescope, and was made touch-box of the same metal. The of brass. old soldier was overwhelmed with
THE MODERN SPECTATOR.
I for a genius ought to pass,
What we call a genius, says them, but for their obstinacy in Mr. Pope, is hard to be distin- persisting to proceed where sucguished by a man himself from a cess appears to be hopeless. But strong inclination; and if his ge- this too may admit of alleviating nius be ever so great, he cannot at circumstances.
Their particular first discover it any other way, than friends may be either ignorant or by yielding to that prevalent pro-insincere; and the world in genepensity, which renders him the more ral is too indifferent, to tell them liable to be mistaken. The only to their faces what they may say bemethod he has, is to make an ex- hind their backs. Sooner or later, perimental exertion of his faculties, however, experience, by its reand appeal to the judgment of peated suggestions, convinces them others : now if he happens to write of the truth; but this seldom hapor to paint, or compose or act ill, pens till they have wasted so much which are certainly no sins in them- of their time, or formed such laselves, he is immediately made an bits, as to bear very heavily on the object of ridicule. I cannot, how- future part of their lives, and clog, eyer, but wish, that mankind in if not altogether darken, their fugeneral should bave the humanity ture prospects. to reflect, that even the worst per
A letter which I have received, formers, in whatever way their in- and whose contents I shall present ferior endeavours may be employ- to my readers, has suggested these ed, deserve something at our hands observations. It is written by a from their solicitude to please us. I person in the mediocrity of staWe have no cause to quarrel with tion, but whose complaints, or ra
TO THE MODERN SPECTATOR.
ther the manner in which she states was employed at an hundred and the causes of them, may instruct | fifty miles distance from London, persons in every situation of life: in glazing the hot-louses, forcingthose in the highest, may derive houses, green-houses, and melon advantage from a due consider- and cucumber frames, in the garden ation of the subject which the good of a very rich gentleman, I do not lady has communicated to me. now recollect his name, who em
ployed poor, dear Mr. Casement My dear and very good Sir,
for upwards of a mouth, and the As you profess to feel so much money paid as soon as the job was compassion for your fellow-crea- done. tures, whatever their sorrows or Now, Heaven knows, I was not disappointments may be, you will, without a mother's yearnings, when I am sure, allow an unhappy mo- I thought of the dangers my boy ther to unfold to you the distress would encounter in cleaning and of her mind, and, by your bene- mending windows three stories volent aid, lessen, if you cannot | high, and the possibility of his remove, the violence of ber feel- | falling into a paved area, sticking ings, from the erroneous conduct upon the spikes of an iron railing, of a darling son, who is unhappily or contracting an incurable disorthreatened with ruin, in which she der from his poisonous contact with must also be involved, from the white lead: but there are inconvepride of his heart, and a strange niencies in all trades, and as his infatuation to pursue a course for father escaped, why should not he? which nature never intended him ; Thus I made up my mind to the and thus to turn his back upon those thing; and looked forward, at means of support which Provi- length, to his rising in the world, dence has so kindly afforded him. as other industrious men have done
I am, sir, the disconsolate wi- before him. dow of an honest and industrious Having got rid, therefore, of all painter and glazier; and it would my scruples and apprehensions, I be doing injustice to my poor, dear, can hardly express the delight I departed husband's memory, if i felt, when I first tied on his little did not declare, that-Heaven rest white apron. How pleased the boy his soul!-he left no means untried was ! and few ladies, I believe, were to render us all comfortable, and ever prouder of their fine fol de to bring up our only son, and in- rols on going to court on a birthdeed our only child, to gain an bo- day, than he was when he was nest livelihood in his own business ; thus decorated, for the first time, which was a very good one, as he with this necessary badge of his had a respectable list of custom- business. Nor shall I ever forget ers, who, from his civil deportment, the joy that appeared in my poor regular conduct, and cleverness in dear husband's face, when bis son his art of glazing and painting in brought home the first shilling he all its mechanical branches, were ever earned, which was for putting every day increasing. Nay, the a small pane of glass into a window very summer before he died, he of the parish workhouse,
The boy feared nothing, and and he at length got an order from would laugh at my apprehensions a cousin, who kept an inn in a of danger, when I used to recom- country town, to paint him a green mend him to be careful of himself, mən for'a sign; in which, as it was and look about him. Indeed, he for ready money, he engaged, as for some time kept pace, as well in he expressed himself, to devote all industry as it cleverness, with our his mind and talent. Now I canmost anxious' wishes : but he was not but own that it was a beautiful yet young, and as his father, though painting, which he said had an a skilful painter and glazier, knew original thought, as his green man little else than bis business, he suf had black eyes and cherry cheeks. fered the boy to be always with our But, alas! Mr. Spectator, I shall foreman, who, to say the truth, i have reason, I fear, to curse the knew a good deal more than his Green Man as long as I live; for, master. Indeed, I have heard my in consequence of the admiration husband say, often and often, that it received, from very good judges Thomas was a very clever fellow. of the arts, be determined at once He could marble most admirably, that he was chalked out for a higher imitate fancy woods, and gild in a walk in life than a painter and superior taste. He could also paint glazier. Man, he was used to say, letters of every kind in a delightful came into the world like a lump of way ; French and Latin letters as i pulty, which, moulded by genus, well as English ones, and orna- would find its level. In short, sir, ments too, after the antick. At he now began to disdain bis father's length, however, I lost poor Mr. trade ; nor do I know what I should Reuben Casement, when I was have done, if it had not been 'for obliged to take Thomas to supply Thomas, who assisted me in keephis place, and if my boy had con- ing things together, and presciving tinued to mind his business, things the business that reinained. My would have gone on very tolerably poor boy now talked of nothing but well. But Thomas was reckoned art, and colouring, and feeling, and a bit of a genus, and Jackey Case-invention, and obscuro, and Heaven ment was determined to be a genus knows what, for I am sure I do not. too: and here begins all the mis- He has also bought a parcel of chief; for, since this same genus naked men and women, without a has performed its operations in our rag about them, and placed them shop, I have not paid the oil mer- l in bis chamber; so that my maid chant half as much for turpentine Susan has declared she will not go as I used to do. Thomas could into it, to make his bed; but he certainly paint a red cow admirably says that he had ratier sleep in a well, but Jack soon excelled him ; ! bed that has not been made, as it for -he not only painted red cows, gives him such fine ideas of drapery. but red lions, and gold pestles and But this, Mr. Spectator, is not mortars, and crowns and cushions, the worst of it; for he has got acand muffins and crumpets, to the quainted witlisome man, who lives, life. His ambition, however, led as I am told, in your neighbourhim to attempt the human figure; hood, where there are a great nun.No. LV. Vol. X.
ber of these images, as large aslife; , from jealousy, and that the Royal and there, as he says, he goes to Academy, though they are always study :--but to study what, do you abusing one another, will join to thiņk? why, I blush to.tell you keep down the rising talents of any It is to draw a naughty woman, who one who does not belong to them. sits naked in the midst of thirty or He says they treat him as they did forty young men; and this he calls one Mr. Barry, and that he is dea living model; a pretty model, termined to die like one Mr. Remtruly, for my poor boy to copy! bran, and then his pictures will so, that while he learns to draw, sell, as people never encourage he not only forgets his trade, but living merit. loses his morals. I, for a time, Alas! there was a time when my kept my thoughts to myself; for, poor boy was gay as a lark, and whenever he came to, borrow a brisk as a bee; and people would pound-note of me, he talked so stop in the street, when he was loudly about his genus, and his pow- mending a three-pair of stairs winers, and the style of Mr. Ralphell, dow, or repairing a gutter, or paintor some other gentleman, whose ing the outside of a house, to hear wame I never heard of before, that him sing; for he had a beautiful he stopped my mouth: and when voice, and had got the name of the I desired hiin, as he was intimate | painting and glazing nightingale : with so many of these great men, but now he is become quite a mope, as he called them, to recommend and never is seen to smile at any them as customers to the shop, i thing, only when I make an obsertbought he would have gone into | vation upon his pictures. In short, a fit with laughter. He tells me, I cannot sometimes help thinking however, that when he once is an that he is a little cracked, as he talks R. A. he shall be able to provide of calling up spirits from some very for me, and send the shop to Tar- deep place, God knows where; and tarus. What R. A. means, or in raves about ghosts sitting apon bills what part of London Tartarus is, and riding on clouds, as he has I know no more than the pope of been informed by one Mr. Hossian, Rome.
somebody who, as I understand, It is not for me to pretend to lives in the Highlands of Scotland. judge of what is fine painting; but The fact is, that poor Jack Casethis Į know, that poor Jack's pic-ment las mistaken his course of tures grin and stare in such a hor- life. I have some time suspected rible way,
that one is almost afraid as much; but I am now convinced to go up the staircase at night, of it, by a letter with swhich I have where he has liung them. Besides, been favoured from Mr. Caustic, he empties all my drawers, and by my foremạn, who had been to takes my clothes to make up figures place some painted glass in his stulike Guy-Foxes on a fifth of No-dy windows. The gentleman advember, which he tells me are sub- vises me to call back jects for drapery. No one, bow-colours and canvas, to putty and ever, buys liis pictures, nor rewards lead, or be, will be ruined, as he his merit; but this, he says, is all I bas no talent for the art he pro
my son, from
fesses, and is only fit to paint hob- ' vice and example, however well goblins for a scene in a poppet- incant, they will probably use their show, to terrify labouring people influence, as they liave turned him at a country fair. But all I can say from a glazier into an artist, to reto the dear boy will all be in vain; pair the misfortune they have led and, 'as lie reads your Repository, him into, and turn him back again which he says has a great many sen- from an artist into a glazier. sible and clever remarks on the arts, If, good Mr. Spectator, you will, he may, perhaps, be persuaded by in the bénevolence of your disposia gentleman of your great learning tion, comply with my request, you' and understanding, to return to his may save a very worthy young man shop, which offers a respectable from ruin, and restore comfort to maintenance. Besides, sir, if you the widowed heart of your most will have the goodness to inform grateful, humble servant, me, which you probably can, of
SUSAN CASEMENT. the street, &c. numbers of the I must beg leave to express a houses, where my son's intimate wish, that my correspondents, in friends, Mr: Ralphell, Mr. Michael mercy to my eyes, would be so Angel, and the two Mr. Pusskins, good as to convey their sentiments live, I will call upon them myself; in that intelligible kind of handand when they know what mischief writing which may not require the they have done to Mr. John Case- skill of a decypherer to unravel, ment and his mother, by their ad- which I really do not possess,
DESCRIPTION OF THE MONUMENT OF THE CELE
BRATED GERMAN WRITER, C. M. WIELAND.
To no writer of the age, per- of his Oberon by AIr. Sothely, has haps, are the literature, the lao- afforded the English reader a faguage, and the public taste of the rourable specimen of Wieland's Germans under such great obliga- poetical powers; but it is impossitions as to Wieland, whose talents ble that his merits can be fairly aphave for half a century been the preciated in this country; where so boast and admiration of the coun- few of his numerous works hare yet try wlrich gave him birth. Few au- found their way before the public. thors of any nation have written Wieland died, in bis 80th year, so much; but what constitutes a far , in January 1813, and was interred, more honourable distinction, still on the 25th of the same month, in fewer lave written so well. Pos- the garden belonging to bis late sessing uncommon versatility of mansion at Osmannstädt, six miles genius, Wieland was equally 'emi- from Weimar, now the property of nent as a poet and a prose-writer, as M. Kühne, by the side of his bea moralist and a philosopher, as a loved wife and his young friend, translator and an author of the most Sophie Brentano. Here, supremebrilliant originality and invention. Iy happy in the bosom of his faThe spirited and elegant translation | mily, Wieland had passed several