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squandering away in a dirty manner any money which he acquired, he has been known to pawn all his apparel.” Dr. Johnson once collected a sum of money to redeem his clothes, which in two days after were pawned again. “ This,” said the Doctor," was when my acquaintances were few, and most of them as poor as myself. The money was collected by shillings.
569. Lauder's Forgery. On my showing Dr. Johnson Archdeacon Blackburne's “Remarks on the Life of Milton,” which were published in 1780, he wrote on the margin of p. 14.,
In the business of Lauder I was deceived ; partly by thinking the man too frantic to be fraudulent."
570. Dr. Heberden. Dr. Johnson being asked in his last illness, what physician he har sent for — “Dr. Heberden,” replied he, “ ultimum Romanorum, the last of our learned phy
571. Parliamentary Debates. On the morning of Dec. 7. 1784, only six days before his death, Dr. Johnson requested to see the editor of these anecdotes, from whom he had borrowed some of the early volumes of the Gentleman's Magazine, with a professed intention to point out the pieces which he had written in that collection. The books lay on the table, with many leaves doubled down, particularly those which contained his share in the Parliamentary Debates; and such was the goodness of Johnson's heart, that he solemnly declared, that “ the only part of his writings which then gave him any compunction, was his account of the debates in the Magazine ; but that at the time he wrote them he did not think he was imposing on the world. The mode," he said, “ was to fix upon a speaker's name, then to conjure up an answer. He short pause,
wrote these debates with more velocity than any other of his productions ; often three columns of the magazine within the hour. He once wrote ten pages in one day.
572. Mr. Faden. Dr. Johnson said to me, I may possibly live, or rather breathe, three days, or perhaps three weeks; but I find myself daily and gradually worse. Before I quitted him, he asked, whether any of the family of Faden, the printer, were alive. Being told that the geographer near Charing Cross was Faden's son, he said, after a
“ I borrowed a guinea of his father near thirty years ago; be so good as to take this, and pay it for me."
573. Last Interview. During the whole time of my intimacy with him, he rarely permitted me to depart without some sententious advice. At the latest of these affecting interviews, his words at parting were, “ Take care of your eternal salvation. Remember to observe the sabbath. Let it never be a day of business, nor wholly a day of dissi. pation.” He concluded his solemn farewell with, “Let my words have their due weight. They are the words of a dying man.” I never saw him more. In the last five or six days of his life but few even of his most intimate friends were admitted. Every hour that could be abstracted from his bodily pains and infirmities, was spent in prayer and the warmest ejaculations; and in that pious, praiseworthy, and exemplary manner, b closed a life begun, continued, and ended in virtue.
ANECDOTES AND REMARKS,
BY ARTHUR MURPHY, ESQ. (1)
574. Introductory. I ENJOYED the conversation and friendship of that excellent man more than thirty years. I thought it an honour to be so connected, and to this hour I reflect on his loss with regret : but regret, I know, has secret bribes, by which the judgment may be influenced, and partial affection may be carried beyond the bounds of truth. In the present case, however, nothing needs to be disguised, and exaggerated praise is unnecessary.
575. First Interview. It was in the summer 1754, that I became acquainted with Dr. Johnson. The cause of his first visit is related by Mrs. Piozzi nearly in the following manner :“Mr. Murphy being engaged in a periodical paper, the 'Gray's Inn Journal,' was at a friend's house in the country, and, not being disposed to lose pleasure for business, wished to content his bookseller by some unstudied essay. He therefore took up a French Journal Littéraire, and, translating something he liked, sent it away to town. Time, however, discovered that he translated from the French a “Rambler,' which had been taken from the English without acknowledgment.
(1) [From “ An Essay on the Life and Genius of Samuel Johnson, LL. D.” prefixed to his Works; and first published in 1792,
Upon this discovery, Mr. Murphy thought it right to make his excuses to Dr. Johnson. He went next day, and found him covered with soot, like a chimneysweeper, in a little room, as if he had been acting 'Lungs' in the Alchymist, making ether. This being told by Mr. Murphy in company, 'Come, come,' said Dr. Johnson, the story is black enough ; but it was a happy day that brought you first to my house.'” After this first visit, I by degrees grew intimate with Dr. Johnson.
576. Lord Bolingbroke. The first striking sentence that I heard from Dr. Johnson was in a few days after the publication of Lord Bolingbroke's posthumous works. Mr. Garrick asked him, “If he had seen them?” “Yes, I have seen them.” “What do you think of them?” " Think of them!” He made a long pause, and then replied : “ Think of them! A scoundrel and a coward! A scoundrel, who spent his life in charging a gun against Christianity; and a coward, who was afraid of hearing the report of his own gun; but left half a crown to a hungry Scotchman to draw the trigger after his death.”
577. Picture of Himself. Johnson's reflections on his own life and conduct were always severe ; and, wishing to be immaculate, he destroyed his own peace by unnecessary scruples. He tells us, that, when he surveyed his past life, he discovered nothing but a barren waste of time, with some disorders of body, and disturbances of mind very near to madness. His life, he says, from his earliest youth, was wasted in a morning bed ; and his reigning sin was a general sluggishness, to which he was always inclined, and, in part of his life, almost compelled, by morbid melancholy and weariness of mind. This was his constitutional malady, derived, perhaps from his father, who was, at times, overcast with a gloom that bordered on insanity.
In a Latin poem, to which he has prefixed as a title INQOI EEAYTON, he has left a picture of himself, drawn with as much truth, and as firm a hand, as can be seen in the portraits of Hogarth or Sir Joshua Reynolds. The learned reader will find the original poem in the first volume of his Works; and it is hoped that a translation, or rather imitation, of so curious a piece will not be improper in this place :
66 KNOW YOURSELF.
AFTER REVISING AND ENLARGING THE ENGLISH LEXICON, OR
“ When Scaliger, whole years of labour past,
Beheld his Lexicon complete at last,
6. Yes, you had cause, great Genius, to repent;
• You lost good days, that might be better spent;'
(1) See Scaliger's epigram on this subject, communicated without doubt by Dr. Johnson, Gent. Mag. 1748. -- M.