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rior, and that was the effect of education. Pral manazar and D'Eon are not to be compared with him. That, at his timid and sociable age, whert other children are almost afraid to be left alone, C. should wrap his arms round him, stand aloof from the whole world, and never lean upon a single individual for society in His fchemes (in schemes, too, neither'odious nor criminal), is withi me almost more more wonderful than the schemes which I firmly believe him, without any affiftance, to have planned and executed. It shall make à trait in the character of a general, if he have strength of mind enough not to communicate his plans to his firft favourite, till the communition is no longer dangerous. Shall not a boy of eighteen, of seventeen, of fixteen, have merit for secrecy much more singular ?"
In this letter, from which I will detain you no longer, you will find his sister mentions fome books she sent him to London. She told me many of them were in languages and in hands (types The meant), which she could not understand--that they were numerous---and that with them she fent à catalogue of the books he had read to the amount of many
hundreds. To this I should add, that, when C. tells the kory of Afrea Brokage in a letter to the Town
and Country Magazine, dated “Bristol, Jan. Zo 2770."---at the conclusion, Astrea writes thus : --" Having told you I do not like this uncivilizen s Bristolian, you may imagine a tendresse for « some other has made his faults more confpicu36.ous. You will not be far from the truth. A “ young author who has read more than Magliabea “chi, and wrote more love letters than Ovid, is continually invoking the Nine to describe me.”
In one part of the sister's letter, you will not fail to recollect Dryden, who speaks of the alliance between understanding and madness.--I am Sure that love and madness are near relations.
“.Concious, of my own inabilitys to write to a man of letters. And reluctant to engage in the painfull recolle&tion of the partie culars of the life of my dear deceased brother. together with the all tate of health I've enjoyed since it has been required of me, are, Sir, the real causes of my not writing sooner. But I am in. wited to write as to a friend, inspired with the facred name, I will forget the incorrectness of my epistel and proceed.
My brother very early discover'd a thurst for preheminence I semember before he was 5 years old he would always preside over his playmates as their master and they his hired servants. He was dull in learning not knowing many letters at 4 years old and always objected to read in a small book. He learnt thc Alphabet from an old Folio musick book of father's my mother was then Searing up for wast paper, the capitals at the beginning of the verses. I affided in teaching him. I recollect nothing remarkable till he went into the school, which was in his 8th year. Excepting his promiseing my mother and me a deal of finery when
He grew up as a reward of her care.' A bout his róth year he bea gan (with the trifle my mother allowed him for pocket money) to hire books from the circulating library and we were informed by the usher made rapid progress in arithmatick. Between his uithe and 12th year he wrote a caterlogue of the books he had read to the number of 70. History and divinity were the chief subjects, his fchool mates informd us he retired to read at the hours allotted for play. At 12 years old he was confirmed by the Bishop, he made very senciable serious remarks on the awfullness of the ceremony and his own feelings and convictions during it. Soon after this in the week he was door-keeper' he made some verses on the last day, I think about 18 lines, paraphrased the g chapter of Job and not long after fome chapters in Ifaith.) He had been gloomy from the time he began to learn, but we remark'd he was more chearfull after he began to write poetry. Some faterical peicis we saw foon after. His intimates in the school were but few and they folid lads and except the next neighbour's fonts I know of none acquaintance he had out. He was 14 the 20th of Novr. and bound apprentice the ist of July following. Soon after his apprenticeship he corresponded with one of his school mates that had been his bedfellow, and was I believe bound to a merchhant at New-York. He read a letter at home that he wrote to his friend, a collection of all the hard words in the Engie lish language, and requested him to anfwer'it. He was a lover of truth from the earlyeft dawn of reasons and nothing would move him so much as being belyd. When in the fchool we were informed by the usher, his master' depended on his verafity on all occations. Till this time he was remarkably indifferent to fe'males. one day he was remarking to me the tendency lever study had to fợur the temper and declared he had always feen all the sex with equal indifference but those that nature made dear, he thought of makeing an'acquaintance with a giri in the neighbourhood, fupposeing it right foften the austerity of temper study bad ocationd, he wrote a poem to her and they commenced corrlfponding acquaintance. About this time the parchments belonging to my father that was left of covering his boys books, my 'brother carried to the office. He would often speak in great raptures of the nndoubted success of his plan for future life. He was introduced to Mr. Barret, Mr. Catcot, his ambition increas'd dayly. His fpirits was rather oneven. some times so gloom'd that for many days together he would say very little and that by constraint. At other times ex.eeding chearfull. When in spirits he wo ld injoy his rising fame. confident of advancement he would promife my mother and me fhould be partakers of his success. Mr. Bare ret lent him many books on surgery and I beleive he bought many More as I remember to have packt them up to send to him when in London and no demand was ever made for them. About this time he wrote several faterical poems. one in the papers on Mr. Catcot's putting the pewter plates in St. Nicholas tower. He began to be universally known among the young men.
He had many cap acquaintance but I am confident but few intimates. At abeut 17, he became acquáinted with Mr. Clayfield, disti:ter in Catte-kreet, who lent, him many books on astronomy. Mr. Cator. likewise asisted him with books on that subject. from thence he applyd himself to that fțudy. His hours in the office was from 8 in the morning to 8 in the evening. He had little of his marters bufiness to do. sometimes not 2 hours in a day, which gave him an opportunity to pursue his genius. He boarded at Mr. Lamłorts, but we saw him most evenings before 9 o'clock and would in general stay to the limits of his time which was 10. o’ctock. · He was feldom 2 evenings together without seeing us. I had almost forgot to add, we had heard him frequently say that he found he studied beft toward the full of the moon and would often fit up all night and write by moon light. A few months before he left Bristol he wrote letters to several booksellers in London I believe to learn if there was any probility of his getting an einployment there but that I can't affirm as the subject was a
fecret at home. He wrote one letter to Sir Horace Warpool, and except his corrispondence with Miss Rumsey, the girl I before mentioned, I know of no other. He would frequently walk the Colledge green with the young girls that fatedly paraded there to Shew their finery. But I realy belcive he was no debauchee (tho some have reported it). the dear unhappy boy had faults enough I saw with concern. he was proud and exceedingly impetious but that of venality he couid not be juftly accused with. Mrs. Lam. bert informed me not 2 months before he left Bristol, he had never been once found out of the office in the stated hours as they frequently sent the footman and other servants there to see Nor but once frayd out till 11 o'clock; then he had leave, as we entertained fome friends at our house at Christmas.
Thus Sir hare I given you, as before the great searcher of hearts the whole truth as far as my memory have been faithfull the par. ticulars of my dear brother, The task have been painfull, and for want of earlyer recollection much have been nay the greatest part have been loft. My mother joins with me in best respects which conclude me,
Your very humble servant,
Mary Newton." Sept. 27, 1778,
To proceed with some sort of regularity, you will next read the earliest production of Chatterton which I have been able to find. It is tranfcribed from an old pocket-book in his mother's poffeffion, It appears to be his first, perhaps his only, copy of it; and is evidently his hand writing. By the date he was eleven + years and
almost + Tickell, in the preface to Addison's works, speaks of his acAf Sovat of the greatst English poets," printed in the miscellanies,