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1781. preciseness than by dining with a Bishop in Passion
week. There might be a handle for reflection. It Ætat. 72."
might be said, "He refuses to dine with a Bishop in Passion-week, but was three Sundays absent from church.” Boswell. “Very true, Sir. But suppose a man to be uniformly of good conduct, would it not be better that he should refuse to dine with a Bishop in this week, and so not encourage a bad practice by his example ?" Johnson.“ Why, Sir, you are to consider whether you might not do more harm by lessening the influence of a Bishop's character by your disapprobation in refusing him, than by going to him."
“ TO MRS. LUCY PORTER, IN LICHFIELD.
- DEAR MADAM,
“ Life is full of troubles. I have just lost my dear friend Thrale. I hope he is happy; but I have had a great loss. I am otherwise pretty well. I require some care of myself, but that care is not ineffectual; and when I am out of order, I think it often my own fault.
“ The spring is now making quick advances. As it is the season in which the whole world is enlivened and invigorated, I hope that both you and I shall partake of its benefits. My desire is to see Lichfield; but being left executor to my friend, I know not whether I can be spared ; but I will try, for it is now long since we saw one another, and how little we can promise ourselves many more interviews, we are taught by hourly examples of mortality. Let us try to live so as that mortality may not be an evil.
Write to me soon, my dearest ; your letters will give 1781. me great pleasure.
· Ætat. 72. I am sorry that Mr. Porter has not had his box; but by sending it to Mr. Mathias, who very readily undertook its conveyance, I did the best I could, and perhaps before now he has it.
« Be so kind as to make my compliments to my friends; I have a great value for their kindness, and hope to enjoy it before summer is past. Do write to me. I an, dearest love,
“ Your most humble servant, « London, April 12, 1781.
On Friday, April 13, being Good-Friday, I went to St. Clement's church with him as usual. There I saw again his old fellow. collegian, Edwards, to whom I said, “ I think, Sir, Dr. Johnson and you meet only at Church."-"Sir, (said he,) it is the best place we can meet in, except Heaven, and I hope we shall meet there too." Dr. Johnson told me, that there was very little communication between Edwards and him, after their unexpected renewal of acquaintance. « But (said he, smiling) he met me once, and said, I am told you have written a very pretty book called The Rambler. I was unwilling that he should leave the world in total darkness, and sent him a set.”
Mr. Berenger? visited hiin to day, and was ; very pleasing. We talked of an evening society for conversation at a house in town, of which we were all ,
? [Richard Berenger, Esq. many years Gentleman of the Horse to his present Majesty, and authour of “ The History and Art of Horsemanship," in two volumes, 4to, 1771. M.]
1781. members, but of which Johnson sai, “ It will never
ado, Sir. There is nothing served about there, neiÆtat. 72.
ther tea, nor coffee, nor lemonade, nor any thing whatever ; and depend upon it, Sir, a man does not love to go to a place from whence he comes out exactly as he went in.” I endeavoured for argument's sake, to maintain that men of learning and talents might have very good intellectual society, without the aid of any little gratifications of the senses. Berenger joined with Johnson, and said, that without these any meeting would be dull and insipid. He would therefore have all the slight refreshments; nay, it would not be amiss to have some cold meat, and a bottle of wine upon a side-board. “ Sir, (said Johnson to me, with an air of triumph,) Mr. Berenger knows the world. Every body loves to have good things furnished to them without any trouble. I told Mrs. Thrale once, that as she did not choose to have card-tables, she should have a profusion of the best sweetmeats, and she would be sure to have company enough come to her." I agreed with my illustrious friend upon this subject; for it has pleased God to make man a composite animal, and where there is nothing to refresh the body, the mind will languish.
On Sunday, April 15, being Easter-day, after solemn worship in St. Paul's church, I found him alone ; Dr. Scott, of the Commons, came in. He talked of its having been said, that Addison wrote some of his best papers in “ The Spectator,” when warm with wine. Dr. Johnson did not seem willing to admit this, Dr. Scott, as a confirmation of it, related, that Blackstone, a sober man, composed his « Commentaries" with a bottle of port before him;
and found his mind invigorated and supported in 1781. the fatigue of his great Work, by a temperate uses of it.
I told him, that in a company where I had lately been, a desire was expressed to know his authority for the shocking story of Addison's sending an execution into Steele's house. “Sir, (said he,) it is generally known ; it is known to all who are acquainted with the literary history of that period : it is as well known, as that he wrote « Cato.” Mr. Thomas Sheridan once defended Addison to me, by alleging that he did it in order to cover Steele's goods from other creditors, who were going to seize them.
We talked of the difference between the mode of education at Oxford, and that in those Colleges where instruction is chiefly conveyed by lectures. JOHNSON. “ Lectures were once useful; but now, when all can read, and books are so numerous, lectures are unnecessary. If your attention fails, and you miss a part of the lecture, it is lost; you cannot go back as you do upon a book.” Dr. Scott agreed with him. “ But yet (said I) Dr. Scott, you yourself gave lectures at Oxford.” He smiled. “You laughed (then said I) at those who came to you.”
Dr. Scott left us, and soon afterwards we went to dinner. Our company consisted of Mrs. Wil. liams, Mrs. Desmoulins, Mr. Levett, Mr. Allen, the printer, [Mr. Macbean,] and Mrs. Hall, sister of the Reverend Mr. John Wesley, and resembling him, as I thought, both in figure and manner. Johnson produced now, for the first time, some handsome silver salvers, which he told me he had
2 See this explained, p. 53, 54, of this yolume. VOL. IV,
1781. bought fourteen years ago; so it was a great day. I
was not a little amused by observing Allen perpetuÆtat. 72.
ally struggling to talk in the manner of Johnson, like the little frog in the fable blowing himself up to resemble the stately ox.
I mentioned a kind of religious Robinhood Society, which met every Sunday evening at Coachmakers'hall, for free debate; and that the subject for this night was, the text which relates, with other miracles which happened at our SAVIOUR’s death, “And the graves were opened, and many bodies of the saints which slept arose, and came out of the graves after his resurrection, and went into the holy city, and appeared unto many.” Mrs. Hall said it was a very curious subject, and she should like to hear it discussed. JOHNSON. (somewhat warmly) “ One would not go to such a place to hear it, -one would not be seen in such a place-to give countenance to such a meeting.” I, however, resolved that I would go. “ But, Sir, (said she to Johnson,) I should like to hear you discuss it.” He seemed reluctant to engagt in it. She talked of the resurrection of the human race in general, and maintained that we shall be raised with the same bodies. JOHNSON. « Nay, Madam, we see that it is not to be the same body; for the Scripture uses the illustration of grain sown, and we know that the grain which grows is not the same with what is sown. You cannot suppose that we shall rise with a diseased body; it is enough if there be such a sameness as to distinguish identity of person.” She seemed desirous of knowing more, but he left the question in obscurity.
Of apparitions, 3 he observed, “ A total disbelief
'(As this subject frequently recars in these volumes, the reader