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drooping heart when I returned home from banishment!. If you have sent Charles any commissions he has not executed, write me word; he says he has lost or mislaid a letter desiring him to inquire about a wig." In the spring of 1806, Miss Stoddart stayed with the Lambs for a short time; she returned to Salisbury on the 20th February; and on the same day Miss Lamb wrote her a long news-letter, from which we must trouble the reader with some extracts illustrative of the domestic history of Charles and his sister, and of the renowned "Mr. H.":

"This day" (February 20, 1806), she writes, "seems to me a kind of new era in our time; it is not a birthday, nor a New Year's Day, nor a leave-off-smoking day, but it is about an hour after the time of leaving you, our poor Phoenix, in the Salisbury stage, and Charles has just left me for the first time alone to go to his lodgings.* Writing plays, novels, poems, and all manner of such like vapouring and vapourish schemes are floating in my head, which at the same time aches with the thoughts of parting from you, and is perplexed at the idea of I-cannot-tell-what-about notion, that I have not made you half so comfortable as I ought to have done; then I think I will make a new gown, and now I consider the white petticoat will be better candlelight work; and then I look at the fire, and think, if the irons were but down, I would iron my gowns, you having put me out of conceit of mangling.

"Charles is gone to finish the farce, † and I am to hear it read this night. I am so uneasy between my hopes and fears of how I shall like it that I do not know what I am doing. I need not tell you so, for before I send this I shall be able to tell you all about it. If I think it will amuse you, I will send you a copy."

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What follows was written the next day February 21.

"I have received your letter, and am happy to hear that your mother has been so well in your absence, which I wish had been prolonged a little, for you have been wanted to copy out the farce, in the writing of which I made many an unlucky blunder.

"The said farce I carried (after many consultations of who was the most proper person to perform so important an office) to Wroughton, the manager of Drury Lane. He was very civil to me; said it did not

*Some lodgings C. L. had hired at three shillings a week, under the impression that he could write there with greater facility and less constraint. †"Mr. H."

depend upon himself, but that he would put it into the Proprietors' hands, and that we should certainly have an answer from them. "I have been unable to finish this sheet before, for Charles has taken a week's holidays [from his] lodgings to rest himself after his labour, and we have talked to-night of nothing but the farce night and day; but yesterday [I carri] ed it to Wroughton, and since it has been out of the [way, our] minds have been a little easier. I wish you had [been here, so] as to have given us your opinion; I have half a mind to scr [ibble] another copy and send it you. I like it very much, and cannot help having great hopes of its success.

"Continue to tell us all your perplexities; I do not mind being called Widow Blackacre. All the time we can spare from talking of the characters and plot of the farce we talk of you."

Miss Lamb sent a sort of sequel to this letter on the 14th March, and there she speaks of her brother in terms which must be understood Lambily:

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"Charles is very busy at the office; he will be kept there to-day till seven or eight o'clock, and he came home very smoky and drinky last night, so that I am afraid a hard day's work will not agree very well with him. . . . I have been eating a mutton chop all alone, and I have been just looking in the pint porter-pot, which I find quite empty, and yet I am still very dry; if you were with me, we would have a glass of brandy and water, but it [is] quite impossi ble to drink brandy and water by oneself. Therefore I must wait with patience till the kettle boils. I hate to drink tea alone; it is worse than dining alone..

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"The lodging, that pride and pleasure of your heart and mine, is given up - and here he is again Charles, I mean, as unsettled and as undetermined as ever. When he went to the poor lodging after the holidays I told you he had taken, he could not endure the solitariness of them, and I had no rest for the sole of my foot, till I promised to believe his solemn protestations that he could and would write as well at home as there. Do you believe this?

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"I have no power over Charles; he will do what he will do. But I ought to have some little influence over myself. therefore I am most manfully resolving to turn over a new leaf with my own mind.

"It is but being once thoroughly convinced one is wrong, to make one resolve to do so no more; and I know my dismal faces have been almost as great a draw

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back on Charles's comfort as his feverish | (if it had suited them) for a husband; teasing ways have been upon mine. Our very few husbands have I ever wished were love for each other has been the torment of mine, which is rather against the state in our lives hitherto. I am most seriously in- general." tending to lend the whole force of my mind to counteract this, and I see some prospect of success.

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We have printed what is certainly a most remarkable passage, showing that Miss Lamb was in 1806 turning over in her mind the necessity of a separation between her brother and herself. She saw, however. that it might be "a dangerous experiment; it is superfluous of course to add that it was never tried. What is still more curious, we shall come by-and-by to a letter from Lamb to a friend, which compels us to believe that he contemplated at one time, at least, such a parting as a possible contingency.

In a letter of June 2, 1806, is something which will be fresh about the Tales from Shakespeare, on which Miss Lamb was already engaged:

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Out of a letter of July 2, 1806, we select what follows: "The best news I have to tell you is that the farce is accepted. That is to say, the manager has written to say it shall be brought out when an opportunity serves. You must come and see it the first night; for, if it succeeds, it will be a great pleasure to you, and, if it should not, we shall want your consolation. So you must come.

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"Charles wants me to write a play, but I am not over-anxious to set about it; but, seriously, will you draw me out a skeleton of a story either from memory of anything you have read, or from your own invention, and I will fill it up in some way or other? I begin to hope the home holidays will go on very well."

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The last sentence points of course to the abandonment of the three-shillings-a-week apartment, which at first occasioned Miss Lamb considerable misgiving.

There is a letter from Miss Lamb to Miss Stoddart of the 22d October, 1806, which yields the following:

"I thank you a thousand times for the beautiful work you have sent me. I received the parcel from a strange gentleman yesterday. I like the patterns very much. You have quite set me up in finery; but you should have sent the silk handkerchief too. Will you make a parcel of that, and send it by the Salisbury coach? I should like to have it in a few days, because we have not yet been to Mr. Babb's, and that handkerchief would suit this time of year nicely. ..

"I have been busy making waistcoats, and plotting new work to succeed the Tales. As yet I have not hit upon anything to my mind.

"My Tales are to be published [in] separate story books; I mean in single stories, like the children's little shilling books. I cannot send them you in manuscript, because they are all in Godwin's hands; but all will be published very soon, and then you shall have it all in print. Charles has written Macbeth, Othello, King Lear; and has begun Hamlet. You would like to see us as we often sit writing on one table, but not on one cushion sitting, like Hermia and Helena in the Midsummer Nights' Dream,' or rather like an old literary Darby and "Charles took an amended copy of his Joan, I taking snuff, and he groaning all the farce [to] Mr. Wroughton the manager while, and saying he can make nothing of yesterday. Mr. Wroughton was very it; which he always says till he has finished, friendly to him, and expressed high approand then he finds out he has made some-bation of the farce; but there are two, he thing of it. tells him, to come out before it; yet he gave him hopes that it will come out this season. But I am afraid you will not see it by Christmas. We are pretty well, and in fresh spirits about the farce. Charles has been very good lately in the matter of smoking.

"If I tell you that you Widow Blackacre-ise, you must tell me I Tale-ise, for my Tales seem to be all the subject-matter I write about; and, when you see them, you will think them poor little baby-stories to make such a talk about."

Miss Lamb concludes with inquiries about Miss Stoddart's still pending love-affairs, and winds up thus: "I have known many single men I should have liked in my life

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"When you come, bring the gown you wish to sell. Mrs. Coleridge will be in town then, and, if she happens not to fancy it, perhaps some other person may..

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"When I saw what a prodigious quantity | Miss Lamb and Martin, it seems, arranged of work you had put into the finery, I was quite ashamed of my unreasonable request; I will never serve you so again; but I do dearly love worked muslin."

Miss Stoddart had for some time been engaged to William Hazlitt the writer, and the marriage was fixed for the spring of 1808. The Lambs were to be there. Nay, - Miss Lamb was to be a bridesmaid! This led to a grand paper-discussion upon what she was to wear on the occasion, and a letter of March 16, 1808, is full of nothing else:

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"I never heard," says Miss Lamb, alluding to some proposal which her friend had made to her, "in the annals of weddings (since the days of Nausicaa, and she only washed her old gowns for that purpose) that the brides ever furnished the apparel of their maids. Besides, I can be completely clad in your work without it, for the spotted muslin will serve both for cap and hat (nota bene, my hat is the same as yours), and the gown you sprigged for me has never been made up; therefore I can wear that. Or, if you like better, I will make up a new silk which Manning has sent me from China."

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It appears that Miss Stoddart had given Miss Lamb a gold pin, which Miss Lamb had presented to somebody else. She says: "I repent me of the deed, wishing I had it now to send to Miss H[azlitt] with the border, and I cannot, will not, give her the doctor's pin; for, never having had any presents from gentlemen in my young days, I highly prize all they now give me, thinking my latter days are better than my for

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Do not ask me to be godmother, for I have an objection to that; but there is, I believe, no serious duty attached to a bridesmaid, therefore I come with a willing mind.

What has Charles done that nobody invites him to the wedding?"

Miss Stoddart became Mrs. Hazlitt on the 1st May, 1808, and after this date the letters become less frequent, and, what is more, of less consequence to our present object. We are merely dealing with unpublished details or little known facts in the history of the Lambs. We have already emerged from the very obscure period in the lives of the brother and sister; for, after 1808, we begin to obtain light from other sources. At first, however, that light shines weakly.

In 1809, the Lambs, with Martin Burney and Colonel Phillips, visited Mr. and Mrs. Hazlitt at Winterslow, near Salisbury.

the preliminaries. They went down in October; and here is a wonderfully characteristic bit from a letter of June, setting forth what they had planned between them. After stating that there is a good deal of uncertainty about the time of their starting, Miss Lamb goes on to say:

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Nor can we positively say we shall come after all, for we have scruples of conscience about there being so many of us. says, if you can borrow a blanket or two, he can sleep on the floor without either bed or mattress, which would save his expenses at the Hut; for, if Phillips breakfasts there, he must do so too, which would swallow up all his money; and he and I have calculated that, if he has no more expenses, he may as well spare that money to give you for a part of his roast beef. We can spare you also just five pounds: you are not to say this to Hazlitt, lest his delicacy should be alarmed.

"Thank you very much for the good work you have done for me. Mrs. Stoddart also thanks you for the gloves. How often must I tell you never to do any needlework for anybody but me?

"I cannot write any more, for we have got a noble Life of Lord Nelson' lent us for a short time by my poor relation the bookbinder."

Query, was this the person out of whom Lamb got the basis and first notion of his Essay on "Poor Relations"?

In a former letter of the present series, Miss Lamb propounded to her correspondent a scheme which she had in contemplation for living apart from her brother, and so, as she considered, studying both their happinesses. We now get to a letter from Lamb to Hazlitt himself, of November, 1810 (which Talfourd has not given), in which, after referring a little at length to a very bad illness which his sister is at that juncture labouring under, he writes:

"Some decision we must come to; for the harassing fever we have both been in, owing to Miss -'s coming, is not to be borne, and I had rather be dead than so alive."

In the same. letter he says: "Coleridge is in town, or at least at Hammersmith. He is writing, or going to write, in the Courier against Cobber[t] and in favor of PaperMoney."

We have nearly done, but first we must convey ourselves by a long jump to 1824, when the Stoddarts were again at Malta, where Dr. Stoddart had been appointed Chief Justice. On one foolscap sheet of pa per before us is a twofold letter-one writ

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ten by Miss Lamb to Lady Stoddart, the other by Lamb to Sir John. We must confine ourselves strictly, as usual, to pertinent and neglected particulars.

"What is Henry [Stoddart] about? And what should one wish for him?" demands Miss Lamb in her part of the sheet. "If he be in search of a wife, I will send him out Emma Isola. You remember Emma, that you were so kind as to invite to your ball. She is now with us, and I am moving heaven and earth- that is to say, I am pressing the matter upon all the very few friends I have that are likely to assist me in such a case- to get her into a family as a governess; and Charles and I do little else here than teach her something or other all day long. We are striving to put enough Latin into her to enable her to teach it to young learners.

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"I expect a pacquet of manuscript from you-you promised me the office of negotiating with booksellers and so forth for your next work; is it in good forwardness, or do you grow rich and indolent now? I took a large sheet of paper in order to leave Charles room to add something more worth reading than my poor

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the Admiralty Court, but my head aches.
hesterno vino. I can scarce pump up words,
much less ideas, congruous to be sent so
far. But your son must have this by to-
night's post.
Manning is gone to

Rome, Naples, &c., probably to touch at
Sicily, Malta, Guernsey, &c.; but I don't
know the map.
I am teaching

Emma Latin. By the time you can an-
swer this, she will be qualified to instruct
young ladies; she is a capital English read-
er, and S. T. C. acknowledges that part of
a passage in Milton she read better than
be, and part he read best, her part being
the shorter. But, seriously, if Lady St
(oblivious pen, that was about to write
Mrs. !) could hear of such a young person
wanted (she smatters of French, some
Italian, music of course), we'd send our
loves by her. My congratulations and as-
surances of old esteem.
C. L."

So much for the Lamb and Stoddart correspondence between 1803 and 1824. It supplies, with what we propose to jot down by way of concluding, a certain number of lacunæ, which will be of service to whoever, with Rembrandtish pen, shall portray hereafter the life of Lamb. As Lamb's letter has not hitherto ap- It has been of late, and since the appeared in print, it may not be uninterest-pearance of Mr. Barry Cornwall's book, ing to give it entire (exceptis excipien- somewhat authoritatively declared that the dis):

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mystery respecting the young girl Alice W with whom Lamb was in love, will "DEAR KNIGHT OLD ACQUAINT- never be unravelled, and is irrecoverably ANCE, 'Tis with a violence to the pure buried. Not quite so, we should say. In a imagination (vide the 'Excursion' passim) memorandum, partly in Lamb's hand, and that I can bring myself to believe I am furnishing for some correspondent a key to writing to Dr. Stoddart once again at the names of persons mentioned in the first Malta. But the deductions of severe rea- series of "ELIA" by their initials, occurs son warrant the proceeding. I write from - Alice W-? That is, the querist Enfield, where we are seriously weighing asks Lamb who she is, leaving a vacant the advantages of dullness over the over-space for the solution. Lamb replies: Alexcitement of too much company, but have ice W. feigned (Winterton); by which we not yet come to a conclusion. What is the apprehend that he meant to convey to the news? for we see no paper here; perhaps inquirer that Winterton was not the real you can send us an old one from Malta. name. Only I heard a butcher in the market-place Now a conjecture arises out of this, that, whisper something about a change of Min-if Winterton was not the real name, it was istry. I don't know who's in or out, or a name something similar to it. Lamb, in care, only as it might affect you. one or two passages of the "Essays," where I have just received Godwin's third volume she is alluded to, brings her in as of the Republic' which only reaches to the W n," leaving us to guess that only two commencement of the Protectorate. I think letters require to be supplied to arrive at he means to spin it out to his life's thread. what we want. Our own conclusion is, Have you seen Fearn's 'Anti-Tooke'? I that the name was Winn-Alice Winn. am no judge of such things; you are; but I think it very clever indeed. If I knew your bookseller, I'd order it for you at a venture; 'tis two octavos, Longman and Co. Or do you read now? Tell it not in

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Who Miss Winn was is equally doubtful. But she afterwards married Mr. Bartrum, the pawnbroker, of Princes Street; Coventry Street; and Lamb was seen by an intimate friend, subsequently to his Alice be

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coming Mrs. Bartrum, to wander up and himself, Dr. Nott, and, we believe, Mr. Puldown outside the shop, in the hope of catch-ham, in a few instances, wrote comments ing a glimpse of the object of his passion.

One of Leigh Hunt's Familiar Epistles in Verse to certain of his friends is addressed to Lamb; it touches very prettily on the visits which Charles and his sister used to pay to Hunt at Hampstead in all weathers; and it might have supplied a hint or two to a biographer who was desirous of tracing the relations between these two eminent contemporaries. There are several letters, also, extant from Lamb to Hunt; which is a circumstance which might have been advantageously brought under the notice of Mr. Cornwall. The visits which the author of "Rimini " received in 1813, during his confinement in Horsemonger Lane Gaol, from the Lambs, are very feelingly and gratefully recorded in Leigh Hunt's" Autobiography."

There is one very extraordinary incident which befell Lamb during his residence at Enfield, which his biographers have either overlooked or suppressed.

It so happened that a lady and her sister came over from Edmonton one day to see the Lambs at Enfield, and in the evening Charles saw them part of the way home. He left them at a certain point, and, said he should go back straight to Mary. To Mary, however, he did not go straight back, but went into a roadside tavern, and called for some liquor. He sat down to his refreshment near two men, who, like himself, were drinking beer or spirits, and got into conversation with them. He did not know them, nor they him. Nothing more passed for the time. Lamb paid his reckoning, and went away.

A horrible murder had been perpetrated at Edmonton that very day. A man had been killed and robbed, and his body thrown into a ditch. The men with whom Lamb had been were the murderers! Very soon after he had quitted their society, they were arrested on the charge, and the next morning Lamb himself was apprehended on suspicion of being an accomplice! The matter, of course, was explained, and he was set at liberty; but the episode was a remarkable one, and it is now for the first time put forward, as we had it from the lips of one of the ladies whom he escorted home on that eventful evening.

The late Mr. J. B. Pulham possessed two curious and highly valuable volumes, sold after his decease, containing portions of Mr. Gutche's Bristol reprint of George Wither's works, interleaved with large quarto paper. Upon these blank sheets Mr. Gutch

illustrative of the old poets, extending to considerable length; and to those comments Charles Lamb, to whom the volumes were forwarded by Gutch, added comments upon comments, or remarks upon remarks. Of these some were very pungent and severe, and Lamb in several places puns at Dr. Nott's expense, and passes upon that gentleman rather vigorous strictures. The two volumes are a great curiosity, but their his tory would be rather obscure, if it was not elucidated by a passage in Gutch's Lytell Geste of Robyn Hode, 1847, where a letter from Lamb to Gutch is printed, not found in Talfourd's collection.

The pencil-jottings in the interleaved Wither formed the prima stamina of the article "On the Poetical Works of George Wither," in the common editions of Lamb's works, but with a difference!

The story of Lamb and Martin Burney's dirty hands is too well known to need repetition here. We believe that the jeu d'esprit was not Lamb's at all, but was made by a gentleman who never uttered a second witticism in the whole course of his life, and who thought it a little hard to be robbed of this unique achievement! The real person, we have understood, was the father of the present Mr. Commissioner Ayrton.

There are several notices of Lamb, worthy of the attention of any future biographer, in Leigh Hunt's London Journal. One is a sketch by the editor; another consists of Mr. Moxon's recollections; and many pages are occupied by a narrative, based on personal intimacy, from a third pen. We observe, too, in one place- or, to be plain, at page 348 of the second volume a saying or two which should not be lost sight of.

Mr. Patmore's "Reminiscences" are also deserving of a perusal, and the same may be said of Mr. Alsop's "Recollections of S. T. Coleridge."

In the tenth volume of the third series of Notes and Queries, again, there is an interesting paper on the subject of Lamb, from the pen of Thomas Westwood, Lamb's landlord at Enfield. Surely all these sources ought to be exhausted, and will prove more or less informing and suggestive.

Lamb's uncollected pieces are very numerous indeed, and of very unequal worth. Perhaps he was nearer to the truth than he imagined, when he said of the second series of "Elia" that all the humour of the thing had evaporated, if there was ever any hu

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