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walked ofL A few mornings afterwards, when his lordship was going through the lobby to step Into his coach for Westminster Hall, a man, in a very handsome livery, made him a low bow. To his surprise he recognised his late coachman.
"Why, John," said his lordship, " you seem to have gob an excellent place; how could you manage this with tho character I gave you ?"
" Oh, my lord," said John," it was an exceedingly good character, and I am come to return you. tlianks for Ik My new master, on rending it, said, be observed your, lordship recommended me as an able driver and a sober man. ' These,' said he, 'are just the qualities I want in a coachman. I observe his lordship adds that he discharged you because you cheated him. Hark you, sirrah,' said he' I'm a Torkshlreman, and I'll defy you to cheat me /'"
24&—Queen Elizabeth was In her seventieth year when she died She wasthedrstEngllsh sovereign who had attained to such an age, though Henry IIL and Edward III. had reigned for a longer time. She was buried with great magnificence in Westminster Abbey on tho 28th of April, 1003, and James L erected a noble monument over the grave, where her rejnalns lie sldo by side with those of her sister Mary.
In person Elizabeth was a little over middle height, and when she came to the throne she must have been a, beautiful young woman, with a profusion of auburn hair, a broad, commanding brow, and regular features that were capable of rapid clianges of expression as her hazel eyes (lashed with anger or sparkled with merriment.
26.—One of the most ancient and deeply-rooted superstitions of sear men (although it is now less universal than it once was) is, that JWday is a most unlucky day for leaving port on a vbyago. We never heard any reason assigned for this, except that a ship sailing on a Friday dings down tho gauntlet of dedance to storm* and evil influences, and will bo almost sure to meet with serious, if not fatal, accidents.
Mr. Fennimore Cooper relates a very extraordinary anecdote on this subject. He says that a wealthy merchant of Connecticut devised the following notable scheme to give a death blow to the superstition. Ho caused Iho keel of a very large ship to be laid on a ffidaz/; he named her the "Friday"; he launched her on a .fYMay; ho gave the command of her to a captain whose name was fr&fey; and she sailed her first voyage on a frMay, bound to China with a costly cargo, and In all respects one of tho noblest and best-appointed ships that cvor left port. The result was, that neither ship nor crcw wero ever hoard of afterwards! Thus his well-meant plan, so far from showing the folly of the superstition, only condoned seamen in their belief.
31.—An epitaph written for Dr. Donne ran as follows " Jkodar / JT amfo fet (Aes know, Drnwia'a bod# ffw befow: for, cowfd Wia prow Ma aoiif domoffaa, JSartA iddwMfwric&er t/wwi tks akkf."
SHE WAS POPULAR BUT PECULIAR.
DESPITE the repeated testimony of Lord Holland's contemporaries to his amiability and good sense, there can be no doubt that it was Lady Holland who established Holland House as an institution, and who constituted the grand attraction to the society which assembed there.
Bhe had the knack of making herself both feared and fascinating at the same time. Her peculiarities, however, were such that, in the absence of personal acquaintance with her, we, at this time of day, are amazed how she ever attained to and maintained her great popularity, and kept around her such a company of statesmen, artists, and men of letters as was to be met with at Holland House.
Sir Henry Holland, her physician, indeed, speaks of her "native generosity" and "kindness of disposition," and Charles Greville says that her "adbctation of feelings of friendship for many individuals was not all insincerity, for in reality she did entertain them as strongly as her nature permitted."
But a simple fbet recorded by Moore in his "Diary" Is amply snfBcient to indicate the amount of taste aud feeling with "which she Is entitled to be credited. To the horror of Byron, whose own club-foot naturally made him sensitive on such a point, Lady Holland nicknamed and habitually called her son, who was a cripple, " Hoppy-Klcky "—a plcco of mother-wit on the character of which it is needless to dilate.
As to her manners, everybody is agreed that tlioy were usually, if not invariably, disgustingly bad and offensive.
to Lord Porchester she once said: " I am sorry to hear you are going to publish a poem. Can't you suppress it ? "
"Your poetry," she said to Rogers, "is bad enough, so pray be sparing of your prose."
To Matthew Gregory (better known as Monk) Lewis, complaining that in " Rejected Addressee" he was made to write burlesque, which he never did, she replied: " You don't know your own talent."
Byron, supposing she had prompted the article on " Honrs of Idleness " in the .EdwibMrgA Jkukw, satirised her in "English Bards and Scotch Reviewers," but afterwards made reparation by dedicating the " Bride of Abydos " to her husband.
In Tick nor, the historian of Spanish literature, she met her match. Referring to New England, she told him that she understood tho colony had originally been a convict settlement, to which Tlcknor answered that he was not aware of the fact, but that in King's Chapel, Boston, was a moaamont— to one of the Vassalls (her own family), some of whom had been among the early settlers of Massachusetts.
Bhe kept a tight reiu on her guests when they seemed inclined to monopolise the conversation. Macanlay once descanting at large on Sir Thomas Monro, she told him brusquely she had had enough of the subject, and would liave no more. The conversation then turned, on the Christian Fathers, and Macaulay was copious on Chrysostom and Athanasius till Lady Holland abruptly turned him wilh: "Pray, Macaulay, what was the origin of a doll? When were dolls first mentioned in history?" This elicited a disquisition of the Roman doll, which in its turn was cut short by Lady Holland.
On another occasion she sent a poge to ask him to cease talking, as she wished to listen to Lord Aberdeen.
She would also issue her orders to her more intimate friends with very little ceremony. " Ring the bell, Sydney," she said once to Sydney Smith; to which he replied: " Oh, yes I and shall % sweep the room ?"
She dined at the unfbshionably early hour of six or half-paid; six—merely, according to Talleyrand, "pour gener tout le monde "—and often oycrcrowdcd her table.
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