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Mr. Lambton sensibly asked who were to be ways trusted, and shall never trust in vain. How grateselected, and who were to judge, the modest ful I am! man of genius thus journalises
“Faith” and “gratitude" like this do more
harm to real religion than the blasphemies of a HAYDON'S OPINION OF HIMSELF.
whole hell of atheists. I think myself the man, and I would venture to pre- There are a thousand entries such as this dict that, if the books were open for the public to write the name of the man they think most capable of con
Called on my dear friend Kemp, who helped me to ducting a great system of art, Haydon would preponde- get over the difficulties which harrassed me. Thank rate fifty to one. I can only say, that. Dentatus,' in Italy,
God! would have given me employment the rest of my life, The next is familiar to
reader. and posterity will think so.
I had written to Sir Robert Peel, Duke of Beaufort, Haydon's income was, upon the average,
and Lord Brougham, saying I had a heavy sum to pay. about a thousand a year, yet he never could Who answered first pay his water-rate or his landlord, was always “Sir-I am sorry to hear of your continual embarrassbeing taken in execution, and was at least once ments. From a limited sum which is at my disposal, a-week in the City “upon cash matters-cursed
I send, as a contribution towards your relief from those
embarrassments, the sum of 501. cash matters." His sentiments were as fine as
“I am, Sir, Those of Joseph Surface, and his prayers were
“ Your obedient servant, as fervent as those of that gentleman in “ Gil
“ROBERT PEEL." Blas," who petitioned importunately that a What a sad list of importunities pushed begood rich traveller might be sent into the wood yond all bounds does the following paragraph where he kept his ambuscade. When he got disclosecleared of his debts by the Insolvent Court, or
Mackenzie gave me an order ; Lord Carlisle sent me by public subscription, or by calling his credi
51. ; Stanley refused ; Peel declined; the Queen Dow. tors together, he made multitudes of fine re- ager declined; the Duchess of Kent never replied ; flections, but never in a single instance a re- the Duke of Devonshire called and gave me a commissolve to live for the future within his means.
sion. He was always, life through, buying those six We have passed over Haydon's quarrel with -quares of Windsor soap. Mr. Dickens is not the Academy, his letters in the Escaminer, his accustomed to underdraw his characters; but Reform letters to the Times, and his lectures
. Macauber must be put under a microscope to Those whom these matters can interest will become a Haydon. This is the style- seek their details in the volumes. We tread
Reader, you see that I always trusted in God. This silently past the closing scene, where the suiday I received 751. from Miller the Liverpool mer
cide sits with the pistol and the razor within cbant, &c. &c.
reach, finishing the twenty-sixth volume of his It is evident in every page, that Haydon Journal, and inditing a will “ In the name of thought it a faith to be proud of, when he Jesus Christ !" Let us hope and believe that, squandered and promised, and sat quietly down at a still later moment than this, “trusting in God” to fill his pockets and pay He mercy sought, and mercy found, his debts. It was no doubt in pursuance of and let us shut the door upon the hapless this “faith” that he induced his pupils to ac- wretch. cept accommodation bills for him.
We have done with the painter, but not When in the hands of a lawyer, if I wanted time,' Get with the memoir writer. In this capacity another name,' was the reply. As I wished for secrecy; Haydon may yet be known to posterity I asked these young men ... I relied on the honour and enthusiam of my pupils.
other selections from the twenty-six volumes Of course these bills were not met.
may yet be welcomed—and the author of for
gotten pictures may yet rank, if not with HoBewick hoisted the enemy's colour at once: not so race Walpole, at least with Reresby, DoddingLance, Chatfield, Tatham, or the Landseers. Lance's friends advanced 1251., Landseer's father 701., say 501.,
ton, and Wraxall. Chatfield paid up his premium 2101. They all rallied,
After what we have already written, we but too late.
fear to enter upon the wide field that remains Again,
unreaped; yet a criticism of this work must be Awoke with 391. to pay, and only eight sovereigns in very incomplete, if it convey no impression of my snuff-box, where always kept my money. I the autobiographer's power in describing the trusted and prayed Before twelve I received 201., literary and political notables of his time. then 151. 158. on a commission from Sir John Hanmer, and 41. 48. came by post from Bath, for a proof atter letters, making up the money.
Called on Jeffrey, and found him preparing to have
his face cast. Breakfast was ready, and friends began Another,
to drop in. In spite of all efforts to conceal it, he was Bennoch and Twentyman advanced 1001. on my pleased at having his face cast before others. Can it be *ketch of George IV. visiting Waterloo ; so I have only possible that critics should be liable to the weaknesses of got. 401. 48. 6d. to make up. I trust, where I have als human nature? Sidney Smith came in the most play
ful impudent careless cassock I ever met. Mrs Jeffrey malice, candour, cowardice, genius, purity, vice, demoand another Scotch lady were with us; and Sidney cracy, and conceit! Smith began playfully to plague them, by affecting to agree with them, giving in to all their little prejudices, hatred for one who was far too great a man to
Is this gratitude for the capital criticism, or sympathizing with all their little grievances, and bantering all their little nonsenses, in a way the most agreeable join the little mob of believers in Haydon? and amusing. I saw that he was drawing them out for material, for a good story for the evening, and capital materials he had.
Saw Sir Hudson Lowe to-day in the streets. Micheli By this time Jeffrey's coat was off, his chin towelled, and an Italian had stopped me. Micheli's friend had his face greased, the plaster ready, and the ladies watch- sailed with him, and knew him. We all walked by, then ing every thing with the most intense interest.
turned, and had a d-d good stare. He turned and Mrs. Jeffrey began to look anxious. The preparations looked fiercely at us, and gave us a good opportunity by for casting a face are something like those for cutting off crossing. A meaner face no assassin ever had. It ana man's head. Not liking to seem too fond before others, swered Napoleon's description to a T. she fidgetted in her seat, and at last settled on the sofa, with her smelling-bottle barely visible, grasped tightly in
WELLINGTON AND MELBOURNE. her hand. The plaster was now brought, a spoonful Attended Irish Church debate in the Lord's closely, taken up, Jeffrey ordered to keep his mouth close and
and with great advantage to the picture. his nerves firm, and the visitors to be quiet. Sidney The Duke spoke well, and without hesitation. There Smith was dying with laughter, and kept trying to make was a manly honour about his air; and when he read a Jeffrey laugh, but it would not do. When his face was
quotation, to see him deliberately take out his glasses and completely covered, up jumped Sidney, mock heroically, put them on was extremely interesting. He enforces exclaiming, “ There's immortality! but God keep mo
what he says with a bend of his head, striking his hand from such a mode of obtaining it." Unfortunately, forcibly, and as if convinced, on the papers. He finished, Jeffrey's postrils were nearly blocked up, breathing be- and, to my utter astonishment, up started Lord Melcame difficult, his nerve gave way, and the mould was
bourne like an artillery rocket. He began in a fury. obliged to be jerked off and broken. So much for this
His language flowed out like fire. He made such palpable attempt at immortality.
hits, that he floored the Duke of Wellington as if he had
shot him. But the moment the stimulus was over, his MOORE AND WORDSWORTH. Met Moore at dinner, and spent a very pleasant three and hawed. But it was the most pictorial exhibition of
habitual apathy got a-head. He stammered, hemmed, hours. He told his stories with a hit-or-miss air, as if the night. He waved his white hand with the natural accustomed to people of rapid apprehension. It being grace of Talma, expanded his broad chest, looked right at asked at Paris who they would have as a godfather for Rothschild's child,
his adversary like a handsome lion, and grappled him Talleyrand,” said a Frenchman.
with the grace of Paris. “ Pourquoi, Monsieur ?" “Parcequ'il est le moins Chré. tien possible.”
THE BYRON MANUSCRIPT. Moore is a delightful, gay, voluptuous, refined, natural creature, infinitely more unaffected than Wordsworth,
Called on Leslie in the morning. Talked of Byron. not blunt and uncultivated like Chantrey, or bilious and Rogers said Moore had scarcely read his (Byron's) mashivering like Campbell. No affectation, but a true, re
nuscript; that he was occupied, and lent it about ; that ti ned, delicate, frank poet, with sufficient air of the world the women read the worst parts, and told them with exto prove his fashion, sufficient honesty of manner to
aggeration that Moore got frightened at hearing it shew fashion has not corrupted his native taste, making abused, and burnt it without ever having read it through. allowance for prejudices instead of condemning them, by Irving told Leslie he had read a part, and there was exwhich he seemed to have none himself, never talking of quisite humour, though it could not all have been pubhis own works, from intense consciousness that everybody
lished. else did; while Wordsworth is always talking of his own
Belgrave Hopner told me that he had read it, and it productions, from apprehension that they are not enough ought to have been burnt. matter of conversation. Men must not be judged too
But it would have been justice to have heard what hardly: success or failure will either destroy or better Byron could say about his marriage, and now my Lady the finest natural parts. Unless one had heard Moore has it all her own way. tell the above story of Talleyrand, it would have been impossible to conceive the air of half-suppressed impudence, the delicate, light-horse canter of phrase with which the
Leslie said Coleridge and Madame de Stael met, each words floated out of his sparkling Anacreontic mouth.
furious talkers. Coleridge would talk. The next day One day Wordsworth, at a large party, leaned forward
she was asked how she liked Coleridge.
· For a mon:at a moment of silence, and said, " Davy, do you know logue,” said she, “excellent; but as to a dialoguethe reason I published my • White Doe' in quarto ?" good heavens !" “ No," said Davy, slightly blushing at the attention this This reminds us of a current anecdote of a awakened. “To express my own opinion of it,” replied very celebrated living conversationist. After Wordsworth. Once I was walking with Wordsworth in Pall Mall.
an evening at Holland House, Sydney Smith
« M We ran into Christie's, where there was a very good copy walked homewards with a friend. of the " Transfiguration," which he abused through thick was very great to-night,” remarked the nameand thin. In the corner stood the group of “ Cupid and less friend. “Yes,” replied the witty churchPsyche kissing." After looking some time, he turned round to me with an expression I shall never forget, and
man, “ there were occasional flashes of silence said, “ The Devils !"
that were supremely refreshing."
Here is a But in coming round he met me, and, holding out his
CORONATION ANECDOTE. two cold fingers, said, “By God, Sir, it is a victory :" I spent an hour last week with my old friend Sir Thowent away, and wrote a capital criticism in the Morning mas Hammond, who amused me as usual. He said he Chronicle." What a singular compound this man was of knew the late king sent a messenger to Charles X., and
MADAME DE STAEL AND COLERIDGE.
told him, if he insisted on forcing religion down the throats with the Reformers of 1832, while he was paintCharles replied that no government could subsist with-ing his picture of the “Reform Banquet." out religion.
Many of these men are still utterly unknown He told me an anecdote of the late King, which illus- to their contemporaries. Lord Grey has his trates the “ asides” of a coronation. When the bishops proper place in men's memories, but Lord were kissing the King and doing homage, and the music Melbourne is entirely unappreciated; Peel is was roaring, the Bishop of Oxford (whom they used to call Mother Somebody)approached and kissed the King. The not fully understood; O'Connell is but a burly King said, “ Thank'e, my dear.” This is exactly like outline; Lord Althorpe, Coke, and Byng are
but names to the present generation; Burdett A propos of "asides” we cannot refrain cannot be judged; Brougham, Lansdowne, from a couple of anecdotes of our own. and Lord John Russell are still living, acting
Not many years since, we were standing at men, and long, long years we hope will yet the door of the House of Lords, when the ses- elapse before either of them may become subsion was about to be opened by the Queen in jects of biography.
those first person, and the Lord Chancellor of that day named we could write many a page, and cite advanced, full robed, and in magnificent pro- many an anecdote, were we limitless in the cession. By his side, but out of the proces- New QUARTERLY. Haydon saw and talked sion, tripped two of his Lordship’s nearest rela- with, and bored all these men, and begged or tions; and as he walked into the House he borrowed of most of them. Moreover, he whispered into the ear of one of them some wrote down all he saw. remark heard only by the lady. The reply, Lord Grey appeared to Haydon to be "a however, was distinctly audible to every by- fine, amiable, venerable, vain man." There stander : it was, “ Bah! comme tu es bête.” are several entries that prove his amiability,
Such a' man, in such a robe, in such a wig, but none that shew his vanity. Thus, on the and with such a mace, in all his pride and lst of May 1835, we read, “ Lord Grey's help pomp of state ! and a pretty woman can find to-day has secured me from immediate ruin, it in her little iconoclastic soul to call him and, under the blessing of Providence, I will bête, and he laughs good-humouredly, and get through ;” but for the vanity we must reseems to enjoy the epithet ! What a conquest cur to the
painter. Lord Grey had unwittingly of human affections over perriwigs and spangled brought Haydon into contact with an engraver dresses !
at Lord Althorpe's house. The other relates to the same great lawyer and powerful statesman. Many of our readers,
What had I in common with an engraver, let him be
ever so eminent ? I was there by Lord Grey's desire, perhaps, have witnessed the ceremony of bring and as his representative, and I ought to have been ing up bills from the House of Commons to the treated with marked distinction. However, I have a House of Lords. The Commons advance with scale
Those noblemen who come to me, a succession of bows, the Lord Chancellor
Those who oblige me to come to them, meets them bowing his wig to his knees, the And those who do not sit at all, clerks of the House and the Masters in Chan. shall all be represented according to their respective amicery bow more gravely than mandarins, and as abilities. frequently. Upon the occasion to which we Very conscientions, and exceedingly "high now allude, the Times of the morning had art” this, and grateful withal ! announced that the Chancellor's lady had presented him with a daughter, and it was no
CHARLES FOX IN A DUEL. torious that he would have preferred a male Mr. Coke came late, and a most delightful sitting ho heir. The renowned Billy Holmes represented gave me. He is full of reminiscences. He told me a the Commons, and he brought up a bill to story of Charles Fox. One night, at Brookes', he made enable some country squire to grant leases of some remark on government powder, in allusion to somehis settled estates. Advancing with the three and sent Fox a challenge. Fox went out and took his ceremonial bows, the great " whipper in ” pre- station, giving a full front. Fitzgerald said, “ You must sented the bill, sayiny, in a loud tone, “My stand sideways.”, Fox said, “Why, I am as thick one Lord, a bill to enable—;" then dropping his Fox did not ; and when they said he must, he said, “ 11 voice to a whisper—" you to have only male be dd if I do: I have no quarrel.” They then advanced children.” The Lord Chancellor took the bill, to shake bands. Fox said, “ Adams, you'd have killed bowed with imposing dignity, and replied, me, if it had not been government powder.” The ball bit “ You be d-d."
him in the groin, and fell into his breeches. About five persons heard the "asides ;” the Haydon could not have caught his idea of rest of the spectators were much edified by the Lord John Russell's “marked inflexibility of grave ceremonial.
purpose” from Moore—whose very opposite But we must hurry on, and turn to Hay- opinion upon this matter we noticed in our last don's account of the interviews he obtained Number. This difference between the estimate
LORD JOHN RUSSELL.
THE STATESMAN AND THE ARTIST,
of Lord John Russell's firmness by Moore and at the candles, " That's bad wax." • Why, Sir ?" said I. Haydon should make us cautious in too rea
“Because there is too much snuff; no good wax has
any." dily adopting the opinion of any single contem
DANIEL O'CONNELL. porary.
February 22d.-A very interesting day. At twelve
I went to O'Connell's, and certainly his appearance was Lord John Russell sat to-day.
He did not say very different from what it is in the House of Commons. much. There is a marked inflexibility of purpose about It was on the whole hilarious and good-natured. But his head. He was pleased with the picture, and thought there was a cunning look. He has an eye like a weasel. I ought to place the more prominent characters conspi- Light seemed hanging at the bottom, and he looked out cuously. Lord Lansdowne differed. He thought, how- with a searching ken, like Brougham something, but ever improperly placed the company were, I ought to not with his depth of insight. be strictly correct as to the first line, since the picture I was first shewn into his private room. A shirt was to be an historical record. I was much gratified by hanging by the fire, a hand-glass tied to the window-bolt, the honour of his visit.
papers, hats, brushes, wet towels, and dirty shoes, gave intimation of “Dear Ireland." After a few moments
O'Connell rolled in in a morning gown, a loose black November 19th.- Saw Lord Grey, who was sitting handkerchief tied round his neck, God knows how, a wig, quietly by the fire reading papers. When I came to the and a foraging cap bordered with gold lace. As a spedoor Col. Grey was talking to Lord Essex. Lord Essex cimen of character, he began, “Mr. Haydon, you and I saw me, and said, “I have nearly persuaded Lord Holland must understand each other about this picture. They to sit."
say I must pay for this likeness.” “Not at all, Sir." It would be a pity if such a strenuous advocate of This is the only thing of the sort that has happened to reform should be out.
He sat down and I sketched him. I sent in my name and was admitted. Lord Grey March 1st.-O'Connell has a head of great sentiment was looking the essence of mildness. He seemed disposed and power, but yet cunning. The instant he came in he for a chat. In my eagerness to tell him all he wanted looked at the picture, and said, " Ah, there's Stanley,” to know, I sprung up off my chair, and began to explain, with a smile I never yet saw on his countenance; “ Melbending my fist to enforce my argument. Lord Grey bourne, Graham, Russell ; Grey, but too handsome; looked at me with a mild peacefulness of expression, as Althorp, the bitterest enemy of Ireland, but he shall if regarding a bit of gunpowder he had admitted to dis
never legislate for her." turb his thoughts. Now I should have sat still, and O'Connell was in great good humour, and I begged chatted quietly, for that is what he wanted—to be re- him to give me a history of his early life. He did so lieved by gentle talk. But he began to talk to me immediately ; explained their first meeting to consider about the picture, and touched a sensitive spring. I the grievances of Catholics ; their being interrupted by a blazed away, made arrangements for his sitting next company of soldiers, &c. &c. The poetical way in which week, and took my leave.
he described the crashing of the muskets on the stones at I came in like a shot, talked like a congreve-rocket, “ Order arms" was characteristic. and was off like an arrow, leaving Lord Grey for five minutes not quite sure if it was all a dream. How delightfully he looked by the fire! What a fine subject counsellor said to Curran, “ If you go on so I'll put you
He told me some capital stories. Some great big Irish he would make in his official occupation!
in my pocket.” “By God, if you do,” said Curran, LORD BROUGHAM,
“you'll have more law in your pocket than ever you had February 3d.— The Chancellor sat to-day. His eye
"Upon my word,” I said, “ you take up more time in is as fine as any eye I ever saw. It is like a lion's
the House than you ought." “We can't help it,” said watching for prey. It is a clear grey, the light vibrating
O'Connell. at the bottom of the iris, and the cornea shining, silvery, rous ?" said I. O'Connell was shaken, and he tried to
“Don't you think the Irish people barbaand tense. I never before had the opportunity of exa- explain why they were not, but did not succeed. O'Conmining Brougham's face with the scrutiny of a painter, nell spoke of himself with great candour. He said, and I am astonished at that extraordinary eye.
“How could the Government expect, after the character THE DUKE OF SUSSEX.
and publicity I gained by emancipation, I could relapse March 23d.-Duke of Sussex sat amiably. I never
into a poor barrister ? Human vanity would not per
mit it." saw any thing like it. He exceeds all my sitters for patience and quiet. There he sat smoking and talking.
This last paragraph reads like an invention. 1 felt quite easy, and sketched with more ease than I The painter could hardly have ventured the ever did before. He talked on all subjects. I hit him, impertinence, and O'Connell was quite incapaand he was pleased. No interruption whatever took
ble of the frankness. place.
25th.-Finished the Duke of Sussex till he comes. There are many entries of interviews with There is literally as much difference between a royal Lord Melbourne. That nobleman, so exquiperson and a mere nobleman as between a nobleman sitely sensitive to the ludicrous, seems to have and a mere plebeian. Such is the effect of breeding and amused himself with the idiosyncracies of Hayhabit.
don, and to have used him as a study, LORD PLONKETT. 27th.-Lord Plunkett sat very amiably and quietly.
LORD MELBOURNE. He has an arch humour. “When do you sketch O'Con- Lord Melbourne (says Mr. Taylor) being now at the head nell ?" said one of his daughters. “There is one thing," of the
administration, Haydon availed himself of his easy said Lord Plunkett, “ if you could take his head entirely good-humour and accessible habits to urge on him, as he off, you would do great good to society."
had done on his predecessors for twenty years, the duty of Lord Plunkett said You have put
between the providing public employment for artists. But the charmcandles. I'll lay my life he would be thinking of the ing insouciance of Lord Melbourne was worse than the expense of so much wax." I thought I should have died most frigid formality of any of his predecessors. He was with laughing, because actually said, as he looked always ready to listen when Haydon talked, but as to
in your head.”
impressing him with any sense of the importance of the to have pictures. We mean to have a building with all subject ! Here is one example, out of many, of these the simplicity of the ancients." Well, my Lord, what conversations between the pleasant Minister and the pas- public building of the ancients will you point out without sionate painter :
pictures? I fear, Lord Melbourne, since I first saw you, September 24th.--Called on Lord Melbourne; was very you are corrupted. You meet Acadamecians at Holland glad to see him and he me. We had a regular set-to House. I am sure you do." He looked archly at me, about art. I went on purpose. I said, “ For twenty-five and rubbed his hands. “I do. I meet Calcott. He is years I have been at all the Lords of the Treasury with- a good fellow." “Good enough ; but an Academician." out effect. The first Lord who has courage to establish “ Ha, ha," said Lord Melbourne. “Now, my Lord, do a system for the public encouragement of high art will be be serious.” “Well, I am: Calcott says he disapproves remembered with gratitude by the English people.” He of the system of patrons taking up young men to the insaid, “What d'ye want?"
66 20001. a year.
Ah,” jury of the old ones ; giving them two or three commissaid Lord Melbourne, shaking his head and looking with sions, and letting them die in a workhouse." " But if his arch eyes, “God help the Minister that meddles with young men are never to be taken up, how are they to art.” • Why, my Lord ?" “ He will get the whole become known? But to return. Look at Guizot. He Academy on bis back." "I have had them on mine, ordered four great pictures to commemorate the barriwho am not a minister and a nobleman, and here I am. cades for the Government. Why will not the GovernYou say the Government is poor : you voted 10,0001. for ment do that here? What is the reason, Lord Melbourne, the Poles, and 20,0001. for the Euphrates.” “ I was that no English Minister is aware of the importance of against 10,0001. for the Poles. These things only bring art to the manufactures and wealth of the country? I over more refugees,” said Lord Melbourne. ** What about will tell you, my Lord: you want tutors at the Univerthe Euphrates?" "Why, my Lord, to try if it be navi- sities.” I was going on, talking eagerly, with my hand gable, and all the world knows it is not.”. Then Lord up. At that moment the door opened, and in stalked Melbourne turned round, full of fun, and said, “ Drawing Lord Brougham. He held out his two fingers, and said, is no use; it is an obstruction to genius. Correggio could “ How d'ye do, Mr. Haydon ?" While I stood looking not draw, Reynolds could not draw.” “Ah, my Lord, I staggered, Lord Melhourne glanced at me, and said, “i see where you have been lately.” Then he rubbed his wish you good morning." I bowed to both and took my hands, and laughed again. « Now, Lord Melbourne," leave. said I, “at the bottom of that love of fun you know you I cannot make out Lord Melbourne, but I fear he is have a mine of solid sense. You know the beautiful as insincere as the rest. letter you wrote me. Do let us have a regular conversation. The art will out." “ Who is there to paint
We cannot conclude without an acknowpictures ?" said he. "Myself, Hilton, and Etty." * Etty! ledgment of the manly taste with which the why he paints old said Lord Melbourne. “Well, editor has performed his portion of these vocome on Sunday at eleven."
lumes. We do not, of course, agree with him November 9th.-Sent down in the morning to know if Lord Melbourne could see me. He sent me back word in his great admiration of the head of Lazarus, he would receive me at one. At one I called, and saw but we thoroughly coincide in every thing else him. 'l he following dialogue ensued :—" “Well, my Lord, he has said; and we especially thank him for hare you seen my petition to you !” “ I have." you read it ?" Yes." Well
, what do you say to it?" having utterly repudiated the office of apologist He affected to be occupied, and to read a letter. I said, for the vices, follies, or claims to genius of this “What answer does your Lordship give? What argu- Benjamin Haydon. ment or refutation have you?" "Why, we do not mean