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repeat, that I felt more pain in giving my sentiments than you possibly would in receiving them. It has been the business, and ever will be, of my life to live on the best terms with men of genius; and I know that Dr. Goldsmith will have no reason to change his previous friendly disposition towards me, as I 5 shall be glad of every future opportunity to convince him how much I am his obedient servant and well-wisher. D. GARRICK.”

CHAPTER XXI

More Hack-Authorship. — Tom Davies and the Roman History. - Can

onbury Castle. - Political Authorship. - Pecuniary Temptation. — Death of Newbery the Elder.

Though Goldsmith's comedy was now in train to be performed, it could not be brought out before Christmas ; in the mean time 10 he must live. Again, therefore, he had to resort to literary jobs for his daily support. These obtained for him petty occasional sums, the largest of which was ten pounds, from the elder Newbery, for an historical compilation; but this scanty rill of quasi patronage, so sterile in its products, was likely soon to cease ; 15 Newbery being too ill to attend to business, and having to transfer the whole management of it to his nephew.

At this time Tom Davies, the sometime Roscius, sometime bibliopole, stepped forward to Goldsmith's relief, and proposed that he should undertake an easy popular history of Rome in 20 two volumes. An arrangement was soon made. Goldsmith undertook to complete it in two years, if possible, for two hundred and fifty guineas, and forth with set about his task with cheerful alacrity. As usual, he sought a rural retreat during the summer months, where he might alternate his literary 25 labors with strolls about the green fields. Merry Islington was again his resort, but he now aspired to better quarters than formerly, and engaged the chambers occupied occasionally by Mr. Newbery, in Canonbury House, or Castle, as it is popularly called. This had been a hunting-lodge of Queen Eliza- 30 beth, in whose time it was surrounded by parks and forests.

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In Goldsmith's day, nothing remained of it but an old brick tower; it was still in the country amid rural scenery, and was a favorite nestling-place of authors, publishers, and others of the literary order.1 A number of these he had for fellow-occupants 5 of the castle; and they formed a temporary club, which held its meetings at the Crown Tavern, on the Islington lower road; and here he presided in his own genial style, and was the life and delight of the company.

The writer of these pages visited old Canonbury Castle some 10 years since, out of regard to the memory of Goldsmith. The

apartment was still shown which the poet had inhabited, consisting of a sitting-room and small bedroom, with panelled wainscots and Gothic windows. The quaintness and quietude

of the place were still attractive. It was one of the resorts of 15 citizens on their Sunday walks, who would ascend to the top of

the tower and amuse themselves with reconnoitring the city through a telescope. Not far from this tower were the gardens of the White Conduit House, a Cockney Elysium, where Gold

smith used to figure in the humbler days of his fortune. In the 20 first edition of his Essays he speaks of a stroll in these gardens,

where he at that time, no doubt, thought himself in perfectly genteel society. After his rise in the world, however, he became too knowing to speak of such plebeian haunts. In a new edi

tion of his Essays, therefore, the White Conduit House and its 25 gardens disappear, and he speaks of “ a stroll in the Park.”

While Goldsmith was literally living from hand to mouth by the forced drudgery of the pen, his independence of spirit was subjected to a sore pecuniary trial. It was the opening of Lord

North's administration, a time of great political excitement. 30 The public mind was agitated by the question of American taxa.

1 See on the distant slope, majestic shows
Old Canonbury's tower, an ancient pile
To various fates assigned ; and where by turns
Meanness and grandeur have alternate reign’d;
Thither, in latter days, hath genius tied
From yonder city, to respire and die.
There the sweet bard of Auburn sat, and tuned
The plaintive moanings of his village dirge.
There learned Chambers treasured lore for men,
And Newbery there his A-B-C's for babes.

tion, and other questions of like irritating tendency. “Junius” and Wilkes°and other powerful writers were attacking the administration with all their force ; Grub Street was stirred up to its lowest depths; inflammatory talent of all kinds was in full activity, and the kingdom was deluged with pamphlets, lampoons, 5 and libels of the grossest kinds. The ministry were looking anxiously round for literary support. It was thought that the pen of Goldsmith might be readily enlisted. His hospitable friend and countryman, Robert Nugent, politically known as Squire Gawky, had come out strenuously for colonial taxation; had been 10 selected for a lordship of the board of trade, and raised to the rank of Baron Nugent and Viscount Clare. His example, it was thought, would be enough of itself to bring Goldsmith into the ministerial ranks; and then what writer of the day was proof against a full purse or a pension ? Accordingly one Parson 15 Scott, chaplain to Lord Sandwich, and author of Anti-Sejanus, Panurge, and other political libels in support of the administration, was sent to negotiate with the poet, who at this time was returned to town. Dr. Scott, in after-years, when his political subserviency had been rewarded by two fat crown-livings, used 20 to make what he considered a good story out of this embassy to the poet. “ I found him," said he, “in a miserable suit of chambers in the Temple. I told him my authority : I told how I was empowered to pay most liberally for his exertions ; and, would you believe it! he was so absurd as to say, “I can 25 earn as much as will supply my wants without writing for any party ; the assistance you offer is therefore unnecessary to me;'

and so I left him in his garret !” Who does not admire the sturdy independence of poor Goldsmith toiling in his garret for nine guineas the job, and smile with contempt at the indignant 30 wonder of the political divine, albeit his subserviency was repaid by two fat crown-livings?

Not long after this occurrence, Goldsmith's old friend, though frugal-handed employer, Newbery, of picture-book renown, closed his mortal career. The poet has celebrated him as the friend of 35 all mankind; he certainly lost nothing by his friendship. He coined the brains of his authors in the times of their exigency, and made them pay dear for the plank put out to keep them from drowning. It is not likely his death caused much lamen

tation among the scribbling tribe; we may express decent re. spect for the memory of the just, but we shed tears only at the grave of the generous.

CHAPTER XXII

Theatrical Manæuvring. — The Comedy of False Delicacy. – First

Performance of The Good-natured Man. - Conduct of Johnson.
Conduct of the Author. — Intermeddling of the Press.

The coinedy of The Good-natured Man was doomed to experi5 ence delays and difficulties to the very last. Garrick, notwithstanding his professions, had still a lurking grudge against the author, and tasked his managerial arts to thwart him in his theatrical enterprise. For this purpose he undertook to build

up Hugh Kelly, Goldsmith's boon companion of the Wednesday 10 club, as a kind of rival. Kelly had written a comedy called

False Delicacy, in which were embodied all the meretricious qualities of the sentimental school. Garrick, though he had decried that school, and had brought out his comedy of_The

Clandestine Marriage in opposition to it, now lauded False 15 Delicacy to the skies, and prepared to bring it out at Drury

Lane with all possible stage-effect. He even went so far as to write a prologue and epilogue for it, and to touch up some parts of the dialogue. He had become reconciled to his former col

league, Colman, and it is intimated that one condition in the 20 treaty of peace between these potentates of the realms of paste

board (equally prone to play into each other's hands with the confederate potentates on the great theatre of life) was, that Goldsmith's play should be kept back until Kelly's had been

brought forward. 25 In the mean time the poor author, little dreaming of the

deleterious influence at work behind the scenes, saw the appointed time arrive and pass by without the performance of his play; while False Delicacy was brought out at Drury Lane

(January 23, 1768) with all the trickery of managerial manage30 ment. Houses were packed to applaud it to the echo; the news

papers vied with each other in their venal praises, and night after night seemed to give it a fresh triumph.

While False Delicacy was thus borne on the full tide of fictitious prosperity, The Good-natured Man was creeping through the last rehearsals at Covent Garden. The success of the rival 5 piece threw a damp upon author, manager, and actors. Goldsmith went about with a face full of anxiety; Colman's hopes in the piece declined at each rehearsal; as to his fellow-proprietors, they declared they had never entertained any. All the actors were discontented with their parts, excepting Ned 10 Shuter, an excellent low comedian, and a pretty actress named Miss Walford; both of whom the poor author ever afterward held in grateful recollection.

Johnson, Goldsmith's growling monitor and unsparing castigator in times of heedless levity, stood by him at present with 15 that protecting kindness with which he ever befriended him in time of need. He attended the rehearsals; he furnished the prologue according to promise ; he pish'd and pshaw'd at any doubts and fears on the part of the author, but gave him sound counsel, and held hir

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ind manly hand. 20 Inspirited by his sympathy, Goldsmith plucked up new heart, and arrayed himself for the grand trial with unusual care. Ever since his elevation into the polite world, he had improved in his wardrobe and toilet. Johnson could no longer accuse him of being shabby in his appearance ; he rather went to the other ex- 25 treme. On the present occasion there is an entry in the books of his tailor, Mr. William Filby, of a suit of “ Tyrian bloom, satin grain, and garter blue silk breeches, £8 25. 7d.” Thus magnificently attired, he attended the theatre and watched the reception of the play, and the effect of each individual scene, 30 with that vicissitude of feeling incident to his mercurial nature.

Johnson's prologue was solemn in itself, and being delivered by Brinsley in lugubrious tones suited to the ghost in Hamlet, seemed to throw a portentous gloom on the audience. Some of the scenes met with great applause, and at such times Goldsmith 35 was highly elated; others went off coldly, or there were slight tokens of disapprobation, and then his spirits would sink. The fourth act saved the piece; for Shuter, who had the main comic character of Croaker, was so varied and ludicrous in his execu

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