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Marylebone. The inmates observed, “ There's no we found that all the cups were safely stowed away danger," and refused admittance to the firemen. in the cart, which, being drawn by the horse that In one hour after the mistake was made manifest, never trotted, was far behind ; fortunately a basket and the firemen's aid earnestly solicited. The fire of fruit was in the carriage, and one of the young had communicated to the joists and rafters, several men selecting a large apple, speedily scooped out of which were burned, the ceilings in back and the contents, and we were all very glad to drink in front rooms pulled down, and the contents much turns from this rustic cup. I never saw apples in injured.
England attain the size they do in this colony; I have actually seen a codlin as large as a quart
basin. After this stoppage we proceeded, by a A PIC-NIC IN AUSTRALIA.
path indistinguishable to my unpractised eyes, but
which appeared perfectly well known to my compa. A PIC-NIC had been a long-planned project among nions, and in about an hour and a half we arrived the large party of relatives with whom I was stay- at our destination. It was a beautiful spot, on ing at S-, and a day, at some fortnight's dis- the steep bank of a river. At this season of the tance, was at length fixed upon for the excursion. year, the stream consisted only of large pools, six Amid the eager discussion that followed, I ventured or seven feet deep, with perhaps a space of half a to suggest a supposition that the weather might mile between, quite dry enough to walk upon. not prove favourable, but was interrupted on all How these pools are connected with each other is sides by the assurance, “Oh! it never rains at a mystery. Some suppose that the water flows Sto which assurance, strange though it between them by an underground channel. When sounded to my English ears, I found that the trees the water dries up in the shallow ones, the cattle and grass around bore melancholy testimony; for are taken further in quest of the deeper, some of they vividly recalled to my mind Thomson's" russet which are inexhaustible. Of this latter description meads” and “embrowned woods.” Indeed, grumble was the pool we had fixed on for our destination. as we will at our variable English climate, to what It was quite refreshing to look into it, as it lay we are apt to consider its superabundant moisture cool, clear, and deep beneath us. we owe those vivid emerald tints which form so When we had all dismounted, our host proceeded striking a beauty in an English landscape. a few miles further, to give some directions to his
Cloudless skies and a beaming sun ushered in men respecting the lining out of some new sheepthe appointed day, and at an early hour we were stations ; some of the party stole away further up in readiness to depart. I was surprised, as we the river to bathe; and those of us who remained assembled at the gate, to see an infant of three behind employed ourselves in unpacking and months old among the party, but was told that in making our arrangements. The first thing done this antipodean clime it would enjoy it quite as in all bush pic-nics is to light a fire, even when much as any of its elders ; its nurse appeared fully there is nothing to be cooked, and I could not help of this opinion, and was somewhat indignant at thinking that, with so scorching a sun, we could my astonishment. Horses were provided for the hare dispensed with it; but nobody in the bush seniors of the party who preferred riding, and the appears to feel at home without one. A carefal remainder went in a vehicle that seemed a com- examination was next instituted, to ascertain that poond of the spring cart and phaeton, while the there were no scorpions' or ants' nests in our imjuniors were accommodated in a substantial cart, mediate vicinity. After these preliminaries the well lined with mattresses. The horse that drew this carriage-cushions and the mattresses from the cart vehicle was a stallion, of the cart-horse species were arranged for seats, and branches of the trees very rare animal in that part of the country. A round were nicked, so as to make them hang down most affectionate understanding appeared to exist and thereby afford more shade overhead. An between him and the man who took charge of him. English gentleman, lately arrived in the colony, No one else might drive this favoured animal; commenced the operation of fishing in the pool, “for," remarked he, with most profound gravity, which abounded with what we there dignified with "if any of you young gentlemen drive him, you'll the name of trout, though I rather suspect they make him trot, and then he always has a headache would not have passed muster as such in England. next day.” How this sensitive quadruped con- Fully equipped with an English rod, line, and trived to communicate such painful intelligence, is basket, he most zealously whipped the water for quite beyond my comprehension, high as my es. above an hour, with very poor success, while in timate of equine sagacity has always been. Cer. the meantime one of the young men, climbing a tain it is that when, on some subsequent occasions, tree that overhung the pool, with a line and piece we did take the horse out without his sympathizing of raw meat, drew the fish from the water as fast driver, the man was sure to examine him on his as he could bait his hook, to the astonishment of return, as carefully as a mother would her child our Izaak Walton, who appeared greatly disgusted after a dangerous excursion, to see if he could at such unartistic proceedings, and seemed to condetect any signs of rash driving.
gratulate himself that he had met with but little But, to resume--the equestrians having mounted, success with fish of so perverse a nature. The and every one else being comfortably arranged in trout, however, were speedily consigned to the the carriage and cart, with the hampers, etc., we frying-pan, and proved to be most delicate eating, set forth. Our road lay through the bush, and we causing me to appreciate fully the use of the fire. found the shade, partial though it was, very agree. In the absence of ice, the bottles of wine were able, for the sun was now scorching. The news wrapped in cloths and suspended from the trees in that we were to cross a brook gave us a welcome the shade, and it was the business of the elder prospect of relieving our thirst; but on arriving children to keep these cloths constantly wetted; this they did so zealously that our primitive plan | the reins were suddenly thrust into my hands, and was most successful.
our young charioteer jumped down, rushed about Our party now began to reassemble, and we till he seized up a stick, and commenced a violent were also joined by a young officer, lieutenant P., attack on a large black snake that was wriggling who had the command of the few troops deemed its way across the road ; he very soon despatched sufficien for the protection of those peaceable it, and remounted the box in triumph with the parts—for the period of our pic-nic was before the snake, which he somewhat foolishly insisted on days of the gold diggings. He was accompanied bringing with him to show to my maid, that he by a brother officer, on a visit to him, and to whom might have the pleasure of hearing her scream; everything appeared as new as to myself. The and when the cart came up, and he brandished it contents of the ample baskets were now spread aloft before her face, her shrieks of "La! oh, out, and, strange to say, nothing was forgotten. dear! dear!" "Are you sure won't sting, sir ?" I remember thinking the turkey and cold plum- must have fulfilled his most sanguine expectations. pudding the finest I had ever seen; and have a It seemed to me rather hard on the poor reptile, vivid recollection of a parrot pie, which two of the who was not molesting us, and who, perhaps, had youngsters were recommended not to touch “ for only been to a pic-nic, like ourselves, and met with fear they should talk more than uspal”—a feat this tragical fate on his return. They told me, which I should have fancied impossible of per however, that snakes were always killed whenever formance,
met with ; I suppose it comes under the head of After dinner, lieutenant P. strolled away with one of the duties we owe society, for I have ob. his gun in quest of some shooting. Some days served that too often when people do something previously, a soldier under his command, when a very disagreeable to others, it is a duty they owe long day's march was nearly ended, had been society, but if it is anything superlatively selfish, found fast asleep in the bush from fatigue, with it is a duty they owe themselves. bis musket by his side, and had consequently Though it was only seven o'clock when we incurred the displeasure of lieutenant P., who, reached home, it was quite dark, as there is no in reprimanding him, remarked that a soldier twilight in Australia ; the absence of this delightshould never, on any pretext whatever, be found ful connecting link between day and night, the sleeping with his arms in his hands. Our young season that appears so peculiarly appropriate for friend, overcome by the heat, the wine, and the calm retrospection and meditation, was one of the talking, had not proceeded far when he yielded to things whose loss I greatly regretted on my first the allurements of Morpheus, and was found some arrival in the colony. We found an ampie tea time afterwards still fast asleep with his gun in prepared in the dining-room, to which, however, his hand, and minus any game. As the circum- our superabundant dinner prevented our doing full stance above mentioned, relating to the soldier, justice. We concluded the evening, however, very was known to us all, the opportunity this afforded agreeably, and separated after one of the pleasantest of applying his own reproofs to himself was too days I remember spending in Australia. good to be lost, and a shower of good-humoured jokes greeted him on his return to us. As we sat in groups on the grass, some one exclaimed near
BENJAMIN ROBERT HAYDON. me, in a mock-pathetic tone :-“Lo! O'er the couch where infant beauty sleeps,
Most of our readers are, doubtless, acqnainted Her silent watch the mournful mother keeps."
with the name and fame of Benjamin Robert
Haydon. Many among them may have seen his On turning to see what had called forth this poetic great pictures, and more must have heard of him burst, I beheld a young foal, belonging to one of as a man of undoubted genius, embarrassed all his the horses, which had been allowed by our bene- life, and peculiarly unhappy in his mind; but few volent host to accompany is, as he would not per- may have had the opportunity of reading his automit it to be so long parted from its mother. The biography, edited by Professor Taylor. A more little creature was very comfortably reposing on sadly instructive record of a life has scarcely ever the grass, while the mother stood over it, eyeing been published. The editor informs us that it was it with no small complacency:
compiled out of twenty-seven folio volumes of We now began to think of turning homewards, manuscript, filled with Ilaydon's thoughts, feeland all being repacked and adjusted, we started. ings, and remarks. I exchanged my horse for the carriage, as we had That an artist who worked so hard and was so determined on pursuing a different route to that often in difficulties, should have found time for of the morning, and our road now lay through a such extensive journalizing, is itself an evidence of marsh. Under the guidance of a most reckless extraordinary energy and application ; but the driver, a lad of fifteen, we flew along with a published extracts from his voluminous manuvelocity that was almost frightful. The grass in script also prove, that however a man may deceive the marshes is burnt annually, to cause a thicker his own judgment, the written page will reflect a growth, and it abounds with large tussocks, which, faithful likeness, and show in all their breadth the as the fire does not penetrate to their roots, risc real defects of character. In Haydon, these seem higher every year. I expected nothing less than to have been overweening self-esteem and its too an upset, as the wheels ever and anon came in con frequented concomitant, undisciplined self-will. tact with these; but my young friend told me, by Born in 1786, the only son of a respectable bookway of reassurance, that there was not time for seller in Plymouth, and descended from what is anything of the kind in so speedy a course as ours. called a good but reduced family, neither his father As we came up to a road which we were to cross, nor mother, though evidently affectionate and well-meaning, appear to have had forethought or Village Politician from an old man in the coffeefirmness enough to govern the natural wayward. house where they used to dine--and how Haydon, ness which marred and blotted the after life of then warm in their friendship, saw a favourable their highly-gifted son. Indulged at home in all notice of that most popular picture in the “ News," his caprices, and half scolded when these became on which he says : "I was in the clouds, hurried intolerable, Haydon was at first sent to the gram. over my breakfast, rushed away, met Jackson, mar school presided over by Dr. Bidlake, a kind who joined me, and we both bolted into Wilkie's but eccentric man, who spent most of his time in room. I roared out, Wilkie, my boy, your writing verses with the help of a rhyming dic. name's in the paper. Is it rea-al-ly' said David. tionary, and vain endeavours at painting. Under I read the puff; we huzzaed, and taking hands, his tuition the boy grew indolent and idle, though all three danced round the table until we were his remarkable abilities for drawing exhibited tired." These were the happiest and most harmthemselves even then in a number of figures and less days of Haydon's life; though through their sketches, which his father was accustomed to show story runs a stream of distrusts, jealousies, and his acquaintances with some pride. By way of more than common egotism. In 1807, he painted putting him under discipline, the want of which his first picture-Joseph and Mary resting on the was beginning to be felt, Haydon was sent at road to Egypt. It was exhibited, admired, and thirteen to the Plympton grammar school, where raised the young artist at once to fashionable sir Joshua Reynolds had received his education. society and patronage. Then came a commission Here he made considerable progress in classical from Lord Mulgrave for an historical picture. knowledge, and was finally sent to Exeter to learn The subject (Dentatus) was after Haydon's own book-keeping, Mr. Haydon naturally intending his heart, and taken from Roman history; but to peronly son to inherit his business. To this the boy fect himself in figure, he went, by Wilkie's advice, had an invincible repugnance, which it is evident for six months to paint portraits in his native he did not try to overcome; and indeed, with his town. It is pleasant to read of his poor mother's strong inclinations and talent for artistic pursuits, joy at the rising fame and fortunes of her only it was doubtless unwise to press business upon son; but a fatal disease, brought on, as Haydon him. At Exeter he studied nothing but crayon- tells us, by grief and anxiety for him, had fallen drawing, which his schoolmaster's son probably upon her, and on the road to London, when jourtaught him; and on his return home, he was, in neying thither for medical advice, she died sud. mercantile fashion, bound apprentice in his father's denly at an inn. The young man's sorrow seems shop for seven years. “My father's business," to have been deep and sincere; but he returned to says the autobiography, "realized a handsome his picture, commencing it, as he did every effort, income; I had nothing to do but pursue his with a form of prayer; for throughout his life course, and independence was certain. "Now that Haydon seems to have had a sort of religious imI was bound by law, repugnance to my work grew pression and even enthusiasm ; but though regular daily. I rose early and wandered by the sea, sat in all the forms of devotion, and free from the vices up late and pondered on my ambition."
which too often stain the student's life in great His ambition was to be a great artist, to paint towns, his faith appears to have been most degrand historical pictures, and raise at once the plorably wanting in spirituality, since among all the popular taste and the artistic fame of England. A prayers recorded in his journal, brilliant success in noble dream indeed, and one which Haydon's art, and even worldly prosperity, are the great genius bad some power to fulfil, as was proved in things implored, while there is hardly one petition after years; but he made the grand mistake of for inward grace or the hope of the life to come. setting art, and his self-glorification thereby, above With great labour, many rubbings out, and the moral and social duties to which the Allwise paintings orer, his second picture was finished. Disposer manifestly appointed him. His journal It pleased the artist, but not the public, nor ultiproceeds to tell us how he despised shop-keeping, mately the patron, though Lord Mulgrave seems insulted his father's customers, and at length to have dealt justly on the occasion ; yet jealousies, refused to continue his apprenticeship, in spite of which Haydon says arose from his own activity in a chronic inflammation which threatened his sight, the presentation of a vase from his students to the united counsels of his friends, and the earnest Fuseli, the keeper of the academy, now began to solicitations of his too kind and gentle mother. arise between himself and the academicians. His
To London he would go, at the age of eighteen, story runs through all sorts of half-quarrels, and to study historical painting, and be maintained by self-assertions, studying the Elgin marbles till his family till the fame and profit which his ima- twelve at night, incurring expenses for casts and gination predicted could be realized. Then comes models, and wearing out the purse and patience of the account of his stage-coach journey--of his first his father. Next we find him undertaking a comsight of Saint Paul's looking through morning mission from sir George Beaumont, to paint a mist-of his lodging in the Strand, and of his scene from Shakspeare's Macbeth; but owing to getting acquainted with some students of the an unhappy predilection for painting on a great Academy that have since become famous names- scale, which Haydon would not relinquish, though Wilkie, Allan, Mulready, and a host of artists, earnestly persuaded by Wilkie and all his friends, men of letters, and, at last, noble patrons. The the artist and his patron had many misunderstand future sir David and Haydon early became friends. | ings, and the picture, when finished, was left on There are details of their first meeting at the Haydon's hands, its size being too great for any Academy of their reading, tea-drinking, and modern apartment. Then he attacked the acadewalks together-of Wilkie's borrowing a black coat micians through the medium of the newspapers, to see Barry's lying in state-of his sketching the found fault with one friend for not standing by
him, and with another for advising him to submit face of Lazarus should be. In the progress of his to public opinion and paint of a saleable size; bor work, Haydon was arrested for a debt due to an rowed from all quarters, and commenced a grand upholsterer; and on the bailiff being shown into picture of the Judgment of Solomon. His father the painting-room, he was so struck with the died while this picture was on the easel, and Hay, picture, even in its unfinished state, that he half don's only sister, now left to his protection, found refused to arrest the painter, and assisted him in a home with Wilkie's mother. At last the Judg, getting the matter staved off for some time. ment of Solomon was finished, and exhibited at Still in debt, and desperate after historical paintthe Water Colour Society's rooms Haydon be- ing, Haydon married, in the year 1821, Mrs. Mary lieving he would have no justice in either the Hayınan, the widow of a respectable merchant, Academy or National Gallery. Many connoisseurs who had left her in straitened circumstances with reckon it his best work ; but the picture's great two orphan sons. To these boys he became a size rendered it inconvenient for purchasers, and it father, treating them in all respects as his own was finally sold for 6001., the artist's liabilities children ; and through all his improvidence, vanity, being just eleven hundred.
and even meanness, there henceforth runs one As the peace of 1814 had opened the continental golden thread in Haydon's history. His wife is ports, he took the opportunity of visiting Paris still mentioned as "his dear love” and “dearest with his friend David, whose prudence, though he Mary.” The worldliness of his prayers, if one may often quarrelled with, he still got somehow re- use the expression, is softened by blessings on her conciled to. There the mingling of all nations and his children; for a large family gradually brought by the allied army, delighted the young added to the artist's cares, and his journal goes on painter, no less than the great works of art with the household record of births, educations, gathered from so many conquered capitals ; but, and deaths—as many of his children died young unsnared by the vices or the gaieties of Paris, he Haydon felt these bereavements deeply; and with returned and commenced his picture of our Lord's reference to one of them, he says: "My sweet Triumphal Entrance into Jerusalem. It cost him Fanny died this month. There is now such an six years' labour, during which all his former em- intimate connection with me and the grave, that I barrassments were repeated. The story of these shall never break the chain. At breakfast, at years is nevertheless brightened with social meet. dinner, and at tea I see her. I look forward to ings, friendly converse, and curious remarks on my own death with placid resignation. I should some of Haydon's most celebrated contemporaries. like to finish my life, clear up my own character, Wordsworth,
Coleridge, Charles Lamb, Keats, and and leave my name free from the spots misfortune Shelley, pass in the current of his journal. With has implanted there.”. He still continued, howthe latter Haydon had many an argument on the ever, to act with great imprudence. subject of religion, and he acutely observes, con- Though the persuasions of friends and his own cerning another eager disputant of the same school, necessities made him condescend to portrait-paintthat it was to keep his own mind in countenance ing for some time, and it promised to be remunethat he was so anxious to shake the belief of others. rative, his pride disdained the work. The acadeThe same observation will apply to many a bold micians, whom he had provoked, criticised his professor of infidelity. The Entrance to Jerusalem portraits severely, and he returned to another was one of Haydon's most successful works in a great picture, the Last Plague of Egypt in Phapecuniary point of view. By its exhibition at the raoh's Palace. “When a great canvass is up," Egyptian Hall he realized a sum which would says his journal, “I feel sheltered, though I have have been of service to any wiser man; but, sunk vot one farthing in my pocket. There is nothing in liabilities of all sorts, and determined to exhibit like a great canvass. Let me be penniless, hungry, in Edinburgh, because certain critics in " Black, thirsty, my heart expands, and I stride my room wood's Magazine"-then a great authority-bad like a Hercules.” attacked his “ principles of art,” he satisfied some In the midst of this picture, Haydon was once claimants, and expended most of his profits on the more arrested for debt, and thrown into the King's said attempt, which of course did not pay. Here Bench prison. The exhibitions of vice, misfortune, he found sir Walter Scott seated on the steps of and degradation which here surrounded him, are the building one morning, waiting till the exhibi. sadly commented on in his journal; and one scene tion should open; and his journal abounds with suggested his popular picture of the Mock Election, many a page of gossip on that genial genius, with which, after taking the benefit of the insolvent a whole” phalanx of Edinburgh reviewers and act, he painted in a poor lodging, and to his great Blackwood's men.
joy it was purchased by king George the Fourth, Haydon's next picture was the Resurrection of Haydon describes himself as seeing from his winLazarus, which he painted under his usual embar- dow a procession of prisoners, representing a mayor rassments, utterly disdaining portraits or any other and corporation, with a grotesque and ludicrous work which might have brought him the means of mockery of civic dignity, proceeding to elect two living independent. Connoisseurs are much divided members to represent the King's Bench and watch regarding the other figures in this picture; but over its rights in parliament. Some of the assist. the head of Lazarus, from which the winding. ants had sat in the House of Commons, some had sheet is seen to fall, has been universally acknow been colonels in the army, and the artist's pencil ledged to be Haydon's grandest production. He caught not only the humour, but the sad moral tells us that the idea was suggested to him when of the scene. Haydon produced some other pice looking over an old print of the same subject in tures of this order, amongst which his Waiting for the British Museum, in which a blank space had the Times is the most celebrated. All were more been, either by design or accident, left where the or less successful; but the gulf of old debts, general improvidence, and his zeal for high art, how- tried to get reconciled to the Academy, and how ever unprofitable, left him still an unfortunate its members declined such a troublesome associate. dependent on friends.
Then the provision for grown-up sons comes upon The habit of application for assistance seems to him. “ Poor Frank's college bill and Frederick's have grown with his family necessities, and his outfit" increase luis anxieties and applications ; journal is one continuous record of, “ 'This day but of all their wants and wishes the man speaks threatened with an execution. Wrote to the duke with most indulgent affection, lamenting over one of Devonshire;" “arrested on a writ; wrote to son who would be an engineer, over another whose lord Egremont"-till the only thing that amazes scruples prevented him from entering the church the reader is that his demands should have been so when his education for that purpose was finished, liberally answered. All this time he was present and ever recurring to the gentle love and patience ing petitions to parliament, and writing letters to of his " dearest Mary.” Friends begin to drop every successive ministry, on the subject of public into the grave, and he and Wordsworth talk of patronage for art. The duke of Wellington was a how many are gone as they walk across Hyde special recipient of these appeals, and his answer to Park; his step-son dies by the bite of a captured one, regarding the Nelson column then in contem- water-snake on board the ship where he served as plation, is characteristic. “May 21, 1839. The a naval officer ; and at last news of Wilkie's death duke of Wellington presents his compliments to reaches him from the Mediterranean. Mr. Haydon. The duke is a member of the com- From this date the artist's days grow darker; mittee for the execution of the plan for the erecto necessities press upon him ; patrons become weary; ing a monument of the late lord Nelson. He is and notwithstanding his acknowledged service to not the committee, nor the secretary to the com- historical painting, in bringing its claims before mittee, and above all is not the corresponding the public, he was passed by in the decoration of secretary.” Many such rebuffs did the trouble- the new houses of parliament. This had been his some artist incur ; but he wrote and petitioned on; cherished hope, and, as his editor says, the disaprevisited the King's Bench three times; painted pointment broke poor Haydon's heart, though it is his famous picture of Napoleon Musing on the probable there was artistic justice in the arrangeShore of St. Helena for sir Robert Peel, stipulated ment; for continual embarrassment is not friendly that the price should be one hundred guineas, to art, and Haydon's latter works had giren eriwanted two hundred when it was finished, annoyed dences of haste and decline, which the painter his patron, got thirty guineas additional, and said, himself did not perceive. He tried frescoes; he as lie acknowledges, many bitter things which the painted Napoleon Musing, of every size and generous statesman did not remember when asked finish ; tired friends, and wore out the patience of to provide for his son and assist himself.
even his landlord, who had helped him in all his Soon after this Haydon commenced bis lectures difficulties, and began with “Dear Hay don," in on art, which were delivered in all the great towns reply to offensive letters when the painter thought of the kingdom, and subsequently published. Most himself insulted. Yet it should not be forgotten critics agree that in this department he was a that Haydon was in his way charitable and helpful master spirit; and it was owing to his lectures in to others. We find him praising the young sculpLiverpool that he received a commission from a tor Lough, relieving an officer's widow with lis body of gentlemen for a picture of the duke of last five shillings, and applying to a foriner pupil, Wellington surveying the field of Waterloo. He who had deserted his craft and become owner of had contemplated the subject years before, and three butter shops : “ Webb,' said I, when you wrote to the duke for sittings, for old regimentals, were a poor youth I gave you my time for nothing; and for sights of his horse, till his grace requested I want ten pounds. You shall have it, Mr. to be troubled no more about pictures. Now, Haydon.'" however, there having been a cessation of letters Something like a true perception of his own for some time, the artist was courteously permitted doings seems also to cross him at times. “I had to visit Walmer Castle, where he was hospitably injured friends," he writes, " by not paying their entertained, and allowed to fill his journal with loans. I had been four times in prison. I had memoranda about the great man, whom Haydon been swallowed up by ambition. All these things sincerely admired. He tells us that the duke would were crimes ; and I repented." The last recorded not sit to him on Sunday, of his reverent demea- benefaction came from sir Robert Peel, in the nour in the country church, and how, when he sat midst of his own political difficulties in 1846, and at breakfast, six healthy, noisy grandchildren were one week after, on the 22nd of June, Haydon's brought to the windows. Let them in,' said journal abruptly closes. The last entries were his grace. In they came, and rushed on bim. written at ten in the morning, together with a How do you do, duke? how do you do, duke?' sort of will, setting forth his liabilities, mentionToast and tea were then in demand. Three got on ing where his unsold pictures, and the six great one side, three on the other, and he hugged them designs he never finished, were to be found in the all."
bands of brokers, in old warehouses and lumberWe pass over Haydon's fashionable days, when rooms ; with grateful acknowledgments to all who he painted the Reform Banquet, and talked famili- had befriended him, and an earnest petition for arly with noblemen and ministers, largely enforcing pardon addressed to his poor wife and children, on them the claims of high art, and himself to whom he recommended to sir Robert Peel as his public patronage ; how he painted the anti-slavery last hope. Before eleven, the man had passed from convention, and considered it a touchstone of sin- this world to the invisible, rashly dismissed by his cerity whether or not the emancipator would allow own hand. He committed suicide in the absence himself to be placed beside the negro; how he of his wife and daughter, who had gone to visit a