Book W 7^^? TIEIIE (/ iTcttcr^" ) 1g^ «.VI>TLMORE . THE LETTERS OF THE nuiimSi^ ^j^¥. EIGHTH EDITION, n-TTH THE I,SSX COnifcTIO.\S OF THE AUTHOR. ^Nvu\^vv^ \sw\- BALTIMORE: ■ ' PUBLISHED BY FIELDING LUCAS, JUN. Printed by J. Robinson, DISTRICT OF MAHriAND, ss. Be IT REMEMBERED, That on tins twenty-fouvili day of May in the thirty-fifth year of the Independence of the «**M*k**i» United States of America, Fielding Lucas, Jiin. of the ♦ "^KAL. t said District, hath deposited in this office, the Title of a «(^!M°iey are not driven to subsist on roots, and drink ditch-water, with old Fa- bricius, it is not for the want of republican economy in the projectors of the salaries ; and, above all, the general culture of the THE BRITISH SPY. 135 human mind, that best cure for the aristo- cratick distmctions which they profess to hate, that best basis of the social and poHiical equahty, which they profess to love: this cul- ture, instead of becoming a national care, is in- trusted merely to such individuals, as haz- ard, indigence, misfortunes or crimes, have forced from their native Europe to seek an asylum and bread in the wilds of America. They have only one publick seminary of learning : a college in Williamsburg, about seven miles from this place ; which was erect- ed in the reign of our William and Mary ; derives its principal support from their muni- ficence ; and therefore very properly bears their names. This college, in the fastidious folly and affectation of republicanism, or what is worse, in the niggardly spirit of parsimony which they dignify with the name of economy, these democrats have endowed with a few despicable fragments of surveyor's 136 THE BRITISH SPY. fees, &c. thus converting their national acade- my into a mere lazaretto^ and feedini^ its polite scientifick and highly respectable pro- fessors, like a band of beggars, on the scraps and crumbs that fall from the financial ta- ble. And; then, instead of aiding and ener- gizing the police of the college, by a few ci- vil regulations, they permit their youth to run riot, in all the wildness of dissipation ; while the venerable professors are forced to look on, in the deep mortification of con- scious impotence, and see their care and zeal requited, by the ruin of their pupils an d the destruction of their seminary. These are points, which, at present, I can barely touch; when I have an easier seat and writing desk, than a grave and a tombstone, it will give me pleasure to dilate on them; for, it will afford an opportunity of exult- ing in the superiority of our own energetick THE BRITISH SPY. \o7 monarchy, over this republican body without a soul.* For the present, my dear S , I bid you adieu. • British Insolence ! Yet it cannot be denied, however painful the admission, that there is some foundation for his censures. 12* LETTER VII. Richmond^ October 10. I HAVE been, my dear S , on an ex- cursion through the counties which lie along the eastern side of the Blue Ridge. A gene-^ ral description of that country and its inhabi- tants may form the subject of a future letter. For the present, I must entertain you with an account of a most singular and interesting ad- venture, which I met with, in the course of the tour. It was one Sunday, as I travelled through the county of Orange, that my eye was caught by a cluster of horses tied near a ru- inous, old, wooden house, in the forest, not far from the road side. Having frequently seen such objects before, in travelling through these states, I had no difficulty in understand- THE BRITISH SPY. 139 ing that this was a place of religious wor- ship. Devotion alone should have stopped me, to join in the duties of the congregation; but I must confess, that curiosity, to hear the preacher of such a wilderness, was not the least of my motives. On entering, I was struck with his preternatural appearance. He was a tall and very spare old man; his head, which was covered with a white linen cap, his shrivelled hands, and his voice, were all shaking under the influence of a palsy; and a few moments ascertained to me that he was perfectly blind. The first emotions which touched my breast, were those of mingled pity and venera- tion. But ah ! sacred God ! how soon were all my feelings changed ! The lips of Plato were never more worthy of a prognostick swarm of bees, than were the lips of this holy man I It was a day of the administration of the sa- 140 THE BRITISH SPY. crament; and his subject, of course, was the passion of our Saviour. I had heard the subject handled a thousand times: I had thought it exhausted long ago. Little did I suppose, that in the wild woods of America, I was to meet with a man whose eloquence would give to this topick a new and more sublime pathos, than I had ever before wit- nessed. As he descended from the pulpit, to dis- tribute the mystick symbols, there was a pe- culiar, a more than human solemnity in his air and manner, which made my blood run cold, and my whole frame shiver. He then drew a picture of the sufferings of our Saviour; his trial before Pilate; his as- cent up Calvary ; his crucifixion ; and his death. I knew the whole history ; but ne- Tcr, until then, hud I heard the circumstan- ces so selected, so arranged, so coloured! It was all new : and I seemed to have heard THE BRITISH SPY. 141 it for the first time in my life. His enuncia- tion was so deliberate, that his voice trembled on every syllable ; and every heart in the as- sembly trembled in unison. His peculiar phra- ses had that force o^ descriptioB, that the ori- ginal scene appeared to be> at that moment, acting before our eyes. We saw the very fa- ces of the Jews: the staring, frightful dstor- tions of malice and rage. We saw the buf- fet : my soul kindled with a flame of indigna- tion ; and my hands were involuntarily and convulsively clinched. But when he came to touch on the patience, the forgiving meekness of our Saviour; when he drew, to the life, his blessed eyes streaming in tears to heaven ; his voice breathing to God, a soft and gentle prayer of pardon on his enemies, "Father forgive " them, for they know not what they do"— the voice of the preacher, which had all along faltered, grew fainter and fainter, until his 142 THE BRITISH SPY. Utterance being intirely obstructed by the force of his feelings, he raised his hand- kerchief to his eyes, and burst into a loud and irrepressible flood of grief. The effect is inconceivable. The whole house resounded with the mingled groans, and sobs, and shrieks of the congregation. It was some time before the tumult had subsided, so far as to permit him to proceed. Indeed, judging by the usual, but fallacious standard of my own weakness, I began to be very uneasy for the situation of the preach- er. For I could not conceive, how he would be able to let his audience down from the height to which he had wound them, without impairing the solemnity and dignity of his subject, or perhaps shocking them by the abruptness of the fall. But— no: the de- scent was as beautiful and sublime, as the ele- vation had been rapid and enihusiastick. THE BRITISH SPY. • 143 The first sentence, with which he broke the awful silence, was a quotation from Rousseau : " Socrates died like a philoso- "pher, but Jesus Christ, like a God!'* I despair of giving you any idea of the ef- fect produced by this short sentence, unless you could perfectly conceive the whole man- ner of the man, as well as the peculiar crisis in the discourse. Never before, did I com- pletely understand what Demosthenes meant by laying such stress on delivery. You are to bring before you the venerable figure of the preacher; his blindness, constantly recalling to your recollection old Homer, Ossian and Mil- ton, and associatmg with his performance, the melancholy grandeur of their geniuses; you are to imaerine that you hear his slow, solemn, well-accented enunciation, and his voice of aflecting, trembling melody; you are tore- member the pitch of passion and enthusiasm to which the congregation were raised; and 144 ' THE BRITISH SPY. then, the few minutes of portentous, death- like silence which reigned throughout the house : the preacher removing his white handkerchief from his aged face, even (yet wet from the recent torrent of his tears) and slow- ly stretching forth the palsied hand which holds it, begins the sentence : " Socra- << tes died like a philosopher'* — then pau- sing, raising his other hand, pressing them both clasped together, with warmth and en- ergy to his breast, lifting his " sightless balls" to heaven, and pouring his whole soul into his tremulous voice—" but Jesus Christ — like a " God I" If he had been indeed and in truth an angel of light, the effect could scarcely have been more divine. Whatever 1 hud been able to conceive of the sublimity of Massillon, or the force of Bourdaloue, had fallen far short of the pow- er which I felt from the delivery of this sim- ple sentence. The blood, which just before THE BRITISH SPY. 145 had rushed in a hurricane upon my brain, and, in the violence and agony of my feelings, had held my whole system in suspense, now ran back into my heart, with a sensation which I cannot describe : a kind of shuddering de- licious horrour ! The paroxysm of blended pity and indignation, to which I had been transported, subsided into the deepest self- abasement, humility and adoration. I had just been lacerated and dissolved by sympa- thy, for our Saviour as a fellow creature ; but now, with fear and trembling, I adored him as — " a God ! " If this description give you the impression, that this incomparable minister had any thing of shallow, theatrical trick in his maimer, it does him great injustice. I have never seen, in any other orator, such an union of simpli- city and majesty. He has not a gesture, an attitude, or an accent, to which he does not . seem forced, by the sentiment which he is ex- 13 146 THE BIIITISH SPY. pressing. His mind is too serious, too earnest, too solicitous, and, at the same time, too dignified, to stoop to artifice. Although as far removed from ostentation as a man can be, yet it is clear from the train, the style and substance of his thoughts, that he is, not only a very polite scholar, but a man of extensive and profound erudition, I was forcibly struck with a short, yet beautiful character which he drew- of our learned and amiable country- man, sir Robert Boyle : he spoke of him, as if " his noble mind had, even before death, '* divested herself of all influence from his " frail tabernacle of flesh ;" and called him, is his peculiarly emphatick and impressive manner, " a pure intelligence : the link be- " tween men and angels. " This man has been before my imagination almost ever since. A thousand times, as I rode along, I dropped the reins of my bri- dle, stretched forth my hand, and tried t© TpE BRITISH spy; 147 imitate his quotation from Rousseau ; a thou- sand times I abandoned the attempt m des- pair, and felt persuaded thjit his peculiar manner and power arose from an energy of soul, which nature could give, but which no human being could justly copy. In short, he seems to be altogether a being of a former age, or of a totally different nature from the rest of men. As I recall, at this moment, several of his awf'illy striking attitudes, the chilling tide, with which my blood begins to pour along my arteries, reminds me of the emotions produ- ced by the first sight of Gray's introductory picture of his bard, *' On a rock, whose haughty hrow, *' Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming floods "Robed ih the sable garb of wo,^ ** With haggard eyes the poet stood j ** ( Loose his beard and hoary hair «< Streamed, like a meteor, to the troubled air :) ** And wMth a poet's hand and prophet's fire, ** Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre." 148 THE BRITISH SPY. Guess my surprise, when, on my arri- val at Richmond, and mentioning the name of this man, I fgund not oae person who had ever before heard of James Waddell ! Is it not strange, that such a genius as this, so accomplished a scholar, so divine an orator, should be permitted to languish and die in ob- scurity, within eighty miles of the metro- polis of Virginia? To me it is a conclusive argument, either that the Virginians have no taste for the highest strains of the most sub- lime oratory, or that they are destitute of a much more important quality, the love of gen- uine and exalted religion. Indeed, it is too clear, my friend, that this soil abounds more in weeds of foreign birth, than in good and salubrious fruits. Among others, the noxious weed of infidel* ty has struck a deep, a fatal root, and spread its pes- tilential branches far around. I fear that our eccentrick and fanciful countryman. THE BRITISH SPY. 149 Godwin, has contributed not a little to water and cherish this pernicious exotick. There is a novelty, a splendour, a boldness in his scheme of morals, peculiarly fitted to capti- vate a youthful and an ardent mind. A young man feels his delicacy flattered, in the idea of being emancipated from the old, obsolete and vulgar motives of moral conduct; and acting correctly from motives quite new, refined and sublimated in the crucible of pure, abstracted reason. Unfortunately, how- ever in this attempt to change the motives of his conduct, he loses the old ones, while the new, either from being too ethereal and sublime, or from some other want of con- geniality, refuse to mix and lay hold of the gross materials of his nature. Thus he be- comes emancipated indeed; discharged not only from ancient and vulgar shackles ; but also, from the modern, finespun, tinselled restraints of his divine Godwin. Having im- 13» 15# THE BRITISH SPt. bibed the hi8:h spirit of literary adventure, he disdains the limits of the moral world ; and ad- vancing boldly to the throne of God he questions him on his dispensations, tnd demands the reasons of his laws. But the counsels of heaven are above the ken,no^ con- trary to the voice of human reason ; and the unfortunate youth, unable to reach and measure thrm, recoils from the attempt, with melancholy ras-hness, into infidelity and deism. Godwin's glittering theories are on his lips. Utopia or Mezorania boast not of a purer moralist, in ivords, than the young Godwinian; but the unbridled licen- tiousness of hk conduct makes it manifest, that if Godwin's principles be true in the abstract, they are not fit for this system of things ; whatever they might be in the re- publick of Plato. From a life of inglorious indolence, by far THE BRITISH SPY. 151 too prevalent among the young men of this country, the transition is easy and na- tural to immorality and dissipation. It is at this giddy period of life, when a series of dissolute courses have debauched the puri- ty and innocence of the heart, shaken the pil- lars of the understanding, and converted her sound and wholesome operations into little more than a set of feverish starts and inco- herent and delirious dreams; it is in such a situation that a newfangled theory is welcomed as an amusing guest, and deism is embraced as a balmy comforter against the pangs of an offended conscience. This coalition, once formed and habitually consolidated, *' fare- well, a long farewell" to honour, genius and glory! From such a gulph of compli- cated ruin, few have the energy even to attempt an escape. The moment of cool reflection, which should save them, is too big with horrour to be endured. Every 152 THE BRITISH SPY. plunge is deeper, until the tragedy is final- ly wound up by a pistol or a halter. Do not believe that I am drawing from fan- cy : the picture is unfortunately true. Few dramas, indeed, have yet reached their ca- tastrophe ; but, too many are in a rapid pro- gress, towards it. These thoughts are affecting and oppressive. I am glad to retreat from them, by bid- ding you adieu; and offering my prayers to heaven, that you may never lose the pure, the genial consolations of unshaken faith, and an approving conscience. Once more, my dear S ,, adieu. LETTER VIII. Richmond^ October 15. Men of talents in this country, my dear S ., have been generally bred to the profession of the law : and indeed, throughout the United States, I have met with few persons of exalted intellect, whose powers have been directed to any other pursuit. The bar, in America is the road to honour; and hence, although the profession is graced by the most shining geniuses on the continent, it is incumbered also by a melancholy group of young men, who hang on the. rear of the bar, like Goethe's sable clouds in the western hori- zon. I have been told that the bar of Virgi- nia was, a few years ago, pronounced by the supreme court of the United States, to be the most enlightened and able on the continent. 154 THE BRITISH SPY- I am very incompetent to decide on the me- rit of their legal acquirements ; but, putting aside the partiality of a Briton, I do not think either of the gentlemen by any means so elo- quent or so erudite as our countryman £rs- kine. With your permission, however, I will make you better acquainted with the few characters who lead the van of the profes- sion. Mr has great personal advanta- ges. A figure large and portly ; his features uncommonly fine; his dark eyes and his whole countenance lighted up with an expres- sion of the Hiost conciliating sensibility ; his attitudes dignified and commanding ; his ges- ture easy and graceful; his voice perfect har- mony ; and his whole manner that of an ac- complished and engaging gentleman. I have reason to believe that the expression of his countenance does no more than justice to his heart. If 1 be correctly informed, his feelings THE BRITISH SPY. 155 are exquisite ; and the proofs of his benevo^ lence are various and clear beyond the possi- bility of doubt. He has filled the highest offi- ces in this commonwealth, and has very long maintained a most respectable rank in his profession. His character, with the people, is that of a great lawyer and an eloquent speak- er; and, indeed, so many men of discern- ment and taste entertain this opinion, and my prepossessions in his favour are so strong, on account of the amiable qualities of his charac- ter, that I am very well disposed to doubt the accuracy of my own judgment as it relates to him. To me, however, it seems, that his mind, as is often but not invariably the case, cor- responds with his personal appearance : that is, that it is turned rather for ornament than for severe use: p.omp.a^ quam p.ugn(e afitior, as Tully expresses it His speeches, I think, deserve the censure which lord Verulam 156 THE BRITISH SPY. pronounces on the writers posterior to the re« formation of the church. *' Luther, '* says he, "standing alone, against the church of Rome, " found it necessary to awaken all antiquity in "his behalf: this introduced the study of the " dead languages, a taste for the fulness of " the Ciceronean manner; and hence the still '* prevalent errour of hunting more after "words than matter; and more after the " choiceness of the phrase and tlie round and <• clean composition of the sentence, and the " sweet fallings of the clauses, and the vary- "ing and illustration of their works with " tropes and figures, than after the weight of " matter, worth of subject, soundness of argu- "ment, life of invention, or depth of judg- " ment. " Mr 's temper and habits lead him to the swelling, stately manner of Boling- broke ; but either from the want of prompti- tude and richness of conception, or his too THE BRITISH SPY. 157 sedulous concern and " hunting after words," he does not maintain that manner, smoothly and happily. On the contrary, the spirits of his hearers, after having been awakened and put into sweet and pleasant motion, have their tide, not unfrequently checked, ruffled and painfully obstructed by the hesitation and perplexity of the speaker. It certainly must demand, my dear S , a mind of ve- ry high powers to support the swell of Bol- ingbroke, with felicity. The tones of voice, which naturally belong to it, keep the expec- tation continually " on tiptoe,** and this must be gratified not only by the most oily fluency, but by a course of argument clear as light, and an alternate play of imagination as grand iand magnificent as Herschell's dance of the sidereal system. The work requires to be perpetually urged forward. One interruption in the current of the language, one poor thought or abortion of fancy, one vacant aver- !4 158 THE BRITISH SPY. sion of the eye or relaxation in the expression: of the face, intirely breaks and dissolves the whole charm. The speaker, indeed, may go on and evolve, here and there, a pretty thought; but the wondrous magick of the whole is gone for ever. Whether it be from any defect in the or- ganization of Mr 's mind, or that his passion for the fine dress of his thoughts is the master passion, which, "like Aaron's " serpent swallows up the rest," I will not undertake to decide ; but perhaps it results from one of those tv/o causes, that all the ar- guments, which I have ever heard from him, are defective in that important and most ma- terial character, the lucidus ordo. I have been sometimes inclined to believe, that a man's division of his argument would be generally found to contain a secret history of the difficulties which he himself has en- countered in the investigation of his subject. THE BRITISH SPY. 159 I am finnly persuaded thai the extreme pro- lixity of many discourses, to which we are doomed to listen, is chargeable, not to the fertility, but to the darkness and impotence of the brain which produces them. A man, who sees his object m a strong light, march- es directly up to it, in a right line, with the firm step of a soldier ; while another, residing in a less illumined zone, wanders and reels in the twilight of the brain, and ere he at- tain his object, treads a maze as intricate and perplexing as that of the celebrated labyrinth of Crete. It was remarkable of the of the United States, whom I mentioned to you in a former letter as looking through a sub- ject at a single glance, that he almost invaria- bly seized one strong point only, the pivot of the controversy : this point he would in- force with all his powers, never permitting his own mind to waver, nor obscuring those 160 THE BRtTISH SPY. of his hearers, by a cloud of inferior, unim- portant considerations. But this is not the manner of Mr I suspect, that in the preparatory investigation of a subject, he gains his ground by slow and laborious gradations ; and that his difficulties are nu- merous and embarrassing. Hence it is per- haps, that his points are generally too mul- tifarious; and although, among the rest, he exhibits the strong point, its appearance is too often like that of Issachar, *' dowM down ** between two burthens." I take this to be a \t ry ill-judgec*' method. It may serve in- deed, to make the multitude stare ; but it frustrates the great purpose of the speaker. Instead of giving a simple, lucid and anima- ted view of a subject, it overloads, confounds and fatigues the listener. Instead of leaving him under the vivacity of clear and fu)l con- viction, it leaves him bewildered, darkling, asleep; and when he awakes, he THE BRITISH SPY. 161 ******* *' wakes, emerging from a sea of dream *' Tumultuous; where his wreck 'd desponding thought, **From wave to wave of wild uncertainty " At random drove, her hel m of reason lost.'* I incline to believe that if there be a blem- ish in the mind of this amiable gentleman, it is the want of a strong and masculine judgment. If such an* agent had wield- ed the sceptre of his understanding, it is pre- sumable, that ere this, it would have chas- tised his exuberant fondness for literary finery, and the too ostentatious and unfortunate pa- rade of points in his argument, on which I have just commented. If I may confide in the replies which I have heard given to him at the bar, this want of judgment is some- times manifested in his selection and applica- tion of law cases. But of this I can judge only from the triumphant air with which his 14* 162 . THE BRITISH SPY. adversaries seize his cases and appear to turn them at^ainst him. He is certainly a man of close and elabo- rate research. It would seem to me, howe- ver, my dear S , that in order to constitute a scientifick lawyer, something more is necessary than the patient and perse- vering revolution of the leaves of an author. Does it not require a discernment sufficiently clear and strong to eviscerate the principles of each case; a judgment potent enough to di- gest, connect and systematize them, and to distinguish, at once, in any future combination of circumstances, the very feature which gives or refuses to a principle, a just applica- tion? Without such intellectual properties, I should conjecture (for on this subject, I can only conjecture) that a man could not have the fair advantage and perfect command of his reading. For, in the first place, I should apprehend, that he would never dis- THE BRITISH SPY. 163 cover the application of a case, without the recurrence of all the same circumstances; in the next place, that his cases would form a perfect chaos, a rudis indigestaque molesy in his brain; and lastly, that he would often and sometimes perhaps fatally mistake the identifying feature, and furnish his antagonist with a formidable weapon against himself. But let me fly from this intangled wilder- ness, of which I have so little knowledge, and return to Mr Although when brought to the standard of perfect oratory, he may be subject to the censures which I have passed on him ; yet it is to be acknowledged, and I make the acknowledgment with plea- sure, that he is a man of extensive reading, a well informed lawyer, a fine del/es lettres scholar, and sometimes a beautiful speaker. The gentleman who has been pointed out to me as holding the next if not an equal grade in the profession is Mr. ....... . 164 THE BRITISH SPY. He is, I am told, upwards of forty years of age; but his look, I think, is more juve- nile. As to stature, he is about the ordinary height of men ; his form genteel, his person agile. He is distinguished by a quickness of look, a sprightly step, and that peculiarly jaunty air, which I have heretofore mentioned, as characterizing the people of New York. It is an air, however, which, (perhaps, because I am a plain son of John Bull) is not entire- ly to my taste. Striking, indeed, it is ; highly genteel, and calculated for eclat ; but then, I fear, that it may be censured as being too ar- tificial : as having, therefore, too little ap- pearance of connexion with the heart ; too lit- tle of that amiable simplicity, that winning softness, that vital warmth, which I have felt in the manner of a certain friend of mine. This objection, however, is not meant to touch his heart. I do not mean to censure his sen« sibility or his virtues. The remark appplies THE BRITISH SPY. 165 only to the mere exterioar of his manners \ and even the censure, which I have pronoun- ced on thaty is purely the result of a different taste, which is, at least, as probably wron g as that of Mr Indeed, my dear S , I have seen few eminent men in this or any other coun- try, who have been able so far to repress the exulting pride of conscious talents, as to put on the behaviour which is calcula- ted to win the hearts of the people. I mean that behaviour, v/hich steers between a low- spirited, cringing sycophancy and ostenta- tious condescension on the one hand, and a haughty self importance and supercilious contempt of one's fellow creatures on the other; that behaviour, in which, while a man displays a just respect for his own feelings and character, he seems neverthe- less, to concentre himself with the dis- position and inclination of the person to 166 THE BRITISH SPY. whom he speaks : in a word, that happy behaviour, in which versatility and candour, modesty and dignity, are sweetly and har- . moniously tempered and blended. Any Englishman, but yourself, rr.y S , would easily recognize the original from which this latter picture is drawn. This leads me off from the character of Mr , to remark a moral defect, which I have several times observed in this country. Many well meaning men, hav- ing heard much of the hollow, ceremonious professions and hypocritical grimace of com'ts; disgusted with every thing which savours of aristocratick or monarchick pa- rade ; and smitten with the love of repub- lican simplicity and honesty; have fallen into a ruggedness of deportment, a thousand times more proud, more intolerable and disgusting, than Shakspeare's foppish lord, with his chin new reapt and pouncet box. They scorn to conceal their thoughts; and in the expression THE BRITISH SPY. 167 of them confound bluntness with honesty. Their opinions are all dogmas. It is perfectly immaterial to them what any one else may think. Nay, many of them seem to have forgotten, that others can think, or feel at all. In pursuit of the hag;gard phantom, of republicanism,* they dash on, like sir Joseph Banks, giving chase to the emperour of Mo- rocco, regardless of the sweet and tender blossoms of sensibility, which fall and bleed, and die behind them. What an errour is this, my dear S ! I am frequently disposed to ask such men, " think you, that the stern and implacable Achilles was an honester man than the gentle, humane and cosiderate Hector? Was the arrogant and imperious Alexander an honester man than the meek compassionate and amiable Cy- rus ? Was the proud, the rough, the surly • This phrase is scai-cely excusable, even in a liritoa asd a lorfl. 168 THE BRITISH SPY. Cato, more honest than the soft, polite and delicate Scipio Africanus ? In short, are not honesty and humanity compatible ? And what is the most genuine and captivating politeness, but humanity refined I" But to return from this digression. The qualities, by which Mr strikes the multitude, are his ingenuity and his wit. But those, who look more closely in- to the anatomy of his mind, discover many properties of much higher dignity and impor- tance. This gentleman, in my opinion, unites in himself a greater diversity of ta- lents and acquirements, than any other at the bar of Virginia. He has the reputa- tion, and I doubt not a just one, of possess- ing much legal science He has an exqui- site and a highly cultivated taste for polite literature; a genius quick and fertile; a style pure and classick ; a stream of perspi- cuous and beautiful elocution; an ingenuity THE BRITISH SPY. 169 "which no difficulties can entangle or em- barrass ; and a wit, whose vivid and bril- liant coruscation, can gild and decorate the darkest subject. He chooses his ground, in the first instance with great judgment; and when, in the progress of a cause, an un- expected evolution of testimony, or inter- mediate decisions from the bench, have bea- ten that ground from under him, he possesses a happy, an astonishing versatility, by which he is enabled at once, to take a new posi- tion, without appearing to have lost an atom, either in the measure or stability of his basis. This is a faculty which I have observed be- fore in an inferiour degree ; but Mr is so adroit, so superiour in the execution of it, that in him it appears a new and pecu- liar talent; his statements, his narrations, his arguments, are all as transparent as the light of day. He reasons logically, and declaims very handsomely. It is true, he 15 170 THE BRITISH SPY. never brandishes the Olympick thunder of Homer, but then he seldom, if ever, sinks beneath the chaste and attractive majesty of Virt^il. His fault is, that he has not veiled his inge- nuity with sufficient address. Hence, I am told, that he is considered as a Pro- teus ; and the courts are disposed to doubt their senses, even vi^hen he appears in his proper shape. But in spite of this adverse and unpropilious distrust, Mr *s popularity is still in its flood ; and he is justly considered as an honour and an orna- ment to his profession. Adieu my friend, for the present. Ere long we may take another tour through this gallery of portraits, if more interesting objects do not call us off. Again my S , good night. LETTER IX. Richmond^ October 30. Talents, my dear S , wherever they have had a suitable theatre, have never failed lo emerge from obscurity and assume their proper rank in the estimation of the world. The celebrated Camden is said to have been the tenant of a garret. Yet from the darkness, poverty and Ignominy, of this resi- dence, he advanced to distinction and weaUh, and graced the first offices and tides of our island. It is impossible to turn over the Bri- tish biography, without being struck and charmed by the multitude of correspondent examples: a venerable group of novi homi' nes. as the Romans called them : men, who, from the lowest depths of obscurity and want, and without even the influence of a patron, 172 THE BRITISH SPY. have risen to the first honours of then' coun- try, and founded their own families anew. In every nation, and in every ag-e, great talents, thrown fairly into the point of publick observa- tion, will invariably produce the same ultimate effect. The jealous pride of power may at- tempt to repress and crush them j the base and malignant rancour of impotent spleen and envy may strive to embarrass and retard their flight ; but these efforts, so far from achieving their ignoble purpose, so far from producing a discernible obliquity in the ascent of genuine and vigorous talents, will serve only to increase their momentum and mark their transit with an additional stream of glory. When the great earl of Chatham first made his appearance in our house of com- mons, and began to astonish and transport the British parliament, and the British nation, by the boldness, the force and range of his thoughts, and the celestial fire and pathos THE BRITISH SPY. l7S of his eloquence, it is well known, that the minister VValpole, and his brother Horace, (from motives very easily understood) ex- erted all their wit, all their oratory, all their acquirements of every description, sustained and enforced by the unfeeling " insolence of " office," to heave a mountain on his gigantick genius, and hide it from the world. Poor and powerless attempt ! The tables were turned. He rose upon them in the might and irresistible energy of his genius; and in spite of all their convolutions, frantick ago- nies and spasms, he strangled them and their whole faction with as much ease as Hercules did the serpent ministers of jealou- sy, that were sent to assail his infant cradle. Who can turn over the debates of the day, and read the account of this conflict between youthful ardour and hoary headed cunning and power, without kindling in the cause of the tyro, and shouting at his victory ? That 15* 174 THE BRITISH SPY. lliey should have attempted to pass off the grand, yet solid and judicious operations of a mind like his, as beinj^ mere theatrical start and emotion ; the giddy, hairbrained eccentricities of a romantick hoy ! That they should have had the presun)ption to suppose themselves capable of chaining down to the floor of the parliament, a genius so ethereal, towering, and sublime ! Why did they not, in the next breath, by way of crowning the climax of vanity, bid the magnificent fireball to descend from its exalted and appropriate region, to perform its splendid tour along the surface of the earth I* * See a beautiful note in Darwin's Bontanick Garden, in whicli the writer suggests the probability of three concen- trick strata of our atmosphere, in which, or between them, are produced four kinds of meteors ; in the lowest, the common lightning ; in the next, shooting stars ; and the highest region, wliicli he supposes toconsi tof inflamui:ible gas tenfold lighter than the common atmospherick air, he THE BRITISH SPY. 175 When the son of this great man too, our present minister, and his compeer and rival, our friend, first commenced their political career, the publick papers teemed with stric- tures on their respective talents : the first was censured as being merely a dry and even a flimsy reasoner; the last was stigmatized as an empty declaimer. But errour and misrepresentation soon expire, and are tor- gotten; while truth rises upon their ruins, and " flourishes in eternal youth." Thus, the false, the light, fugacious newspaper cri- ticisms, which attempted to dissect and cen- makes the theatre of the northern light, and fireball or draco volaus. lie recites the history of one of the latter, seen in the year 17o8, which was estimated to have been a mile and a half in circumference ; to have been one hun- dred miles high ; and to have moved towards the north, thirty miles in a second. It had a real tail, many miles long, which threw oft' sparks in its course ; and the whole explotled with a sound like that of distant thunder. JJot. Garden, part I, note 1. 176 THE BRITISH SPY. sure the arrangement of those gentlemen's talents, have been long since swept away by the besom of oblivion. They wanted truth, that soul, which alone can secure immorta- lity to any literary work. And Mr Pitt and Mr. Fox have for many years been recipro- cally and alternately recognized, just as their subject demands it, either as close and co- gent reasoners, or as beautiful and superb rhetoricians. Talents, therefore, which are before the publick, have nothing to dread, either from the jealous pride of power, or from the tran- sient misrepresentations of party, spleen, or envy. In spite of opposition from any cause, their buoyant spirit will lift them to their pro- per grade: it would be unjust that it should lift them higher. It is true, there always are, and . always will be, in every society, individuals, who will fancy themselves examples of genius THE BRITISH SPY. 177 overlooked, underrated, or invidiously op- pressed. But the misfortune of such per- sons is imputable to their own vanity, and not to the publick opinion, which has weighed and graduated them. We remember many of our schoolmates, whose geniuses bloomed and died within the walL of Alma Mater ; but whose bodies still live, the moving monuments of departed splendour, the animated and affecting re- membrances of ihe extreme fragility of the human intellect. We remember others, who have entered on publick life, with the most exulting promise ; have flown from the earth, like rockets ; and, after a short and brilliant flight, have bursted with one or two explosions — to blaze no more. Others, by a few premature scintillations of thought, have led themselves and their partial friends, to hope that they were fast advancing to a dawn of soft and beauteous light, and a meridian of 175 THE BRITISH SPY. bright and gorgeous efiulgence; but their day has never yet broken, and never will it break. They are doomed for ever to that dim, crepuscular light, wh ch surrounds the frozen poles, when the sun has retreateo to the opposite circle of the heavens. Theirs is the eternal glimmering of the brain; and their most luminous displays are the faint twinklings of the glow worm. We have seen others, who, at their start, gain a casu- al projectility, which rises them above their proper grade; but by the just operation of their specifick ;>ravity, they are made to sub- side again, and settle ultimately in the sphere to which they properly belong. All these characters, and many others who have had even slighter bases for their once sanguine, but now blasted hopes, form a querulous and melancholy band of nioon- struck declaimers against the injus;i( e o' the world, the agency of envy, the force of des- THE BRITISH SPY, 170 tiny, &c. charging their misfortune on every thing but the true cause: their own want of intrinsick sterling merit; their want of that copious, perennial spring of great and useful thought; without which a man may hope in vain for growing reputation. Nor are they ahvays satisfied with wailing their own destiny, pouring out the bitterest imprecations of their sc 'is on the cruel stars which presided at their birth, and aspersing the justice of the publick opinion which has scaled them : too often in the contortions and pangs of disappointed ambition, they cast a scowling eye over the world of man ; start back and blanch at the lustre of superiour merit ; and exert all the diabolical incanta- tions of their black art. to conjure up an im- pervious vapour, in order to shroud its glo- ries from the world. But it is all in vain. In spite of every thing, the publick opinion will finally do justice to us all. The man who Comes fairly before the world and who pos*> 180 THE BRITISH SPY. sesses the great and vigorous stami7ia which entitle iiim to a nich in the temple of glory, h s no reason to dread the ultimate result; however slow his progress may be, he will in the end most indubitably receive that dis- tinction. While the rest, *' the swallows of science," the butterflies of genius, mav flut- ter, for their spring ; but they will soon pass away and be remembered no more. No en- terprising man, therefore (and least of aii, the truly great man' has reason to droop or repine at any eflbrts which he may suppose to be made with the view to depress him ; since he may rely on the universal and un- cbaneing truth : that talents* which are be- fore the world, will most inevitably find their proper level; svnd this is, certainly, all that a just man should desire. Let, then, the tempest of envy or of malice howl around him. His genius will consecrate him; and any attempt to extinguish that, will be as THE BRITISH SPY. 181 unavailin?^, as would a human effort *' to quench the stars." I have been led farther into these reflec- tions than I had anticipated. The train was started by casting my eyes over V^irginia; observing the very few who have advanced on the theatre of publick observation, and the very many who will remain for ever behind the scenes. What frequent instances of high, native genius have I seen springing in the wilder- nesses of this country ; genius, whose blos- soms, the light of science has never court- ed into expansion ; genius, which is doomed to fall and die, far from the notice and the haunts of men! How often, as I have held my way through the western forests of this state, and reflected on the vigorous shoots of superiour intellect, which were freezing and perishing there for the want of culture ; how often have I recalled the moment, when onr 16 182 THE BRITISH SPY. pathetick Gray, reclining under the moulder^ ing elm of his country church yard, while the sigh of genial sympathy broke from his heart, and the tear of noble pity started in bis eye, exclaimed « Perhaps in this neglected spot his laid **Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire, " Hands that the rod of empire might have sway'd, **0r wak'd to ecstasy the living lyre. " But knowledge to their eyes, her ample page, *' Rich with the spoils of time, did ne'er unroll ; '* Chill penury repress'd their noble rage, *• And froze the genial current of their soul. <* Full many a gem of purest ray serene, " The dark, unfathom'd caves of ocean bear 5 " Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, ** And waste its sweetness on the desert air. "Some village Hampden, that with dauntless breast, *' The little tyrant of his fields withstood ; *' Some mute, inglorious Milton, here may rest ; "Seme Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood, THE BRITISH SPY. 183 ** Th' applause of list'ning senates to command, "The threats of pain and ruin to despise, * To scatter plenty o'er a sinifing land, ** »And read their history in a nation^ s eyeSf "Their lot forbade"— The heart of a philanthropist, no matter to what country or what form of government he may belong, immediately inquires, "And " is there no mode to prevent this melancho- " ly waste of talents ? Is there no mode by " which the rays of science might be so dif- " fused over the state, as to call forth each " latent bud into life and luxuriance ?'* There is such a mode : and what renders the legis- lature of this state still more inexcusable, the plan by which these important purposes might be effected, has been drawn out and has lain by them for nearly thirty years. The declaration of the independence of this com- monwealth was made in the month of May? 184 THE BRITISH SPY. 1776.* In the fall of that year, a statute, op as it is called here, " an act of assembly" was iTiade, providing that a committee of five persons should be appointed to prepare a code of laws, adapted to the change of the state government This code was to be submitted to the legislature of the country, and to be ra- tified or rejected by their suffrage. In the ensuing November, by a resolution of the same legislature* Thomas Jefi'erson, Edmund Pendleton, George Wythe, George Mason, and Thomas Ludwell Lee, esquires, were appointed a committee to execute the work in question. It was prepared by the three first named gentlemen; the first of * This is a fact which the puhlick journals of the state establish beyond controversy ; although tlie legal process and other publick acts of Virginia modestly waive ihis pre- cedence, and date the foundation of the commonweylth, on the 4th of July, 1776, the day on which the (ieclaration of the independence of the United States was promuiged. THE BaiTISH SPY. 185 them, now the president of the United States ; the second, the president of the supreme court of appeals of Virginia, and the third, the judge of the high court of chancery, at this place. I have perused this system of state po- lice, with admiration. It is evidently the work of minds of most astonishing greatness ; ca- pable, at once, of a grand, profound and com- prehensive survey of the present and fu- ture interest and glory of the whole state ; and of pursuing that interest and glory through all the remote and minute ramifica- tions of the extensive and elaborate detail. Among other wise and highly patriotick bills which are proposed, there is one, for the more general diffusion of knowledge.. After a preamble, in which the importance of the subject to the republick is most ably and elo- quently announced, the bill proposes a simple and beautiful scheme, whereby science (like 16* 186 THE BRITISH SPY. justice under the institutions of our Alfred) would have been " carried to every man's "door." Genius, instead of having to break its way through the thick opposing clouds of native obscurity, indigence and ignorance, was to be sought for through every family in the commonwealth ; the sacred spark, where- ver it was detected, was to be tenderly cher- ished, fed, and fanned into a flame ; its innate properties and tendencies were to be develo- ped and examined, and then cautiously and judiciously invested with all the auxiliary en- ergy and radiance of which its character was susceptible. What a plan was here to give stability and solid glory to the republick ! If you ask me why it has never been adopted, I answer, that as a foreigner, I can perceive no possible rea- son for it, except that the comprehensive views and generous patriotism, which produ- ced the bill, have not prevailed throughout THE BRITISH SPY, 187 the country, nor presided in the body on whose vote the adoption of the bill depended. I have new reason to remark it, almost every day, that there is throughout Virginia, a most deplorable destitution of publick spirit, of the noble pride and love of country. Unless the body of the people can be awakened from this fatal apathy; unless their thoughts and their feelings can be urged beyond the narrow confines of their own private affairs ; unless they can be strongly inspired with the pub- lick zeal, the amor fiairiie of the ancient re- publicks, the national embellishment, and the national grandeur of this opulent state, must be reserved for very distant ages. Adieu, my S ; perhaps you will hear from me again before I leave Richmond. FROM THE VIRGINIA GAZETTE. AN APOLOGY IN RF-PLY TO A HINT. The Letters of the British Spy were furnish- ed to amuse the citizens of the town and coun- try ; and not to give pain to any one human be- ing. Accordingly, nothing has been said in censure of the integrity, the philanthropy, the benevolence, charity, or any other moral or re- ligious virtue or grace of any one Virginian, who has been introduced into those letters. Nothing indeed could be justly said on those heads, in censure of either of the gentlemen. It is true, that some letters have been publish- ed, which have attempted to annalyze the minds of three or four well known citizens of this state, and in order to designate them THE BRITISH SPY, 189 more particularly, a description of the person and manner of each gentleman was given. This has been called "throwing stones at " other people's glass houses,'* and ihe per- son who has communicated those letters (gratuitously styled their " author") is polite- ly reminded that he himself resides " in a " glass house." If this be correctly understood, it implies a threat of retaliation ; but all that the laws oi retaliation could justify, would be to amuse the town and country with a description of the person^ mayiner and mind of the author (as he is called) of the Briiish Spy. He fears, however, that it would puzzle the hint- er, whatever his genius may be, to render so barren a subject interesting and amusing to the publick : and he would be much obliged to the hinter if he could make it appear that he (the furnisher of the letters) deserves to be drawn into comparison, either as to person. 190 THE BRITISH SPY. manner, or mind, with any one of the gen- tlemen delineated by the British Spy. As to his person, indeed, he is less solicitous ; the defects of that were imposed on him by na* ture ; and there is no principle better establish- ed than this general principle of eternal truth and justice, that no man ought to be censured for contingencies over which he had no con- trol. As to his manner, he has as little ob- jection to a publick description of that as his person. To save the trouble of others, however, he relinquishes all pretensions either to the striking elegance which is calculated to ex- cite admiration and respect, or to the concilia- ting: grace and vital warmth which are quali- fied to gain enthusiastick friends. His man- ner is probably such as would be produced, nine times out of ten, by the rustick education Co which he was exposed. THE BRITISH SPY. 191 As to his mind, it is almost such as nature made it. He cannot boast with Gray, that " science frowned not on his humble birth." But what of this ? A man may very accu- rately anatomize the powers of a mind far su- periour to his own. It is not improbable that Zoilus's criticisms of Homer were just ; since every nod of Homer's was a fair sub- ject of criticism. Yet who will suppose that Zoilus yould have produced such a work as the Iliad ? It is impossible to read Den- nis's criticisms of Addison's Cato without be- ing forcibly struck with their justice, and wondering that they have never before occur- red to ourselves Yet there is no man, who will therefore pronounce the genius of Den- nis equal to that of Addison. 'These facts are so palpable and so well understood, that the person who furnished the letters of the Bri- tish Spy (even if he had been their author) could scarcely have had the presumption to 192 THE BRITISH SPY, suppose, nor, I trust, the injustice to desirCj that the publick would pronounce his mind free from the defects, much less indued with the energies and beauties of those which he criticises. But where is the harm which has been done? Who are the gentlemen introduced into the British Spy? Are they young men just emerging into notice, and concerning whom the publick have yet to form an opi- nion? Far from it. They are gentlemen, who have long been, and who still are dis- playing themselves in the very centre of the circle of general observation. They have not hid their light under a bushel. Their city is built on a high hill. There is not a feature of their'persons, nor a quality of their mind or manner, which has not been long and well known, and remarked, commented on, criticised, repeated and reiterated a thou- THE BRITISH SPY. 193 sand and ten thousand times in every circle and every corner of the country Was it in the power, then, of any remarks in an anonymous and fugitive newspaper pubhcation, either to injure or serve gentle- men so well and so eminently known ? On the contrary, if those remarks were untrue, they would be instantaneously and infallibly corrected by the publick opinion and know- ledge of the subject; if the remarks were true, they would add no new fact to the pub- lick opinion and the publick knowledge. Thinking thus, nothing was more distant, ei- ther from the expectation or wish of the per- son who has furnished the press with the let- ters of the British Spy, than that he was about to do an injury to the character, or to inflict a wound on the feelings of any citizen of the country. Why could he have expected or wished any such effect? He could not have been actuated by resentment ; for neither of 17 194 THE BRITISH SPY. those gentlemen have ever done him an inju- ry. He could not have been moved by per- sonal mterestj since his conscious inferiority, as well as the nature of his pursuits, remove him far from the possibility of being ever brought into collision with either of those gen- tlemen. He could not have been impelled by diaboUcal envy, or the malicious agony of blasted ambition ; since his country has alrea- dy distinguished him far, very far, beyond his desert. And of the malevolence of heart which could intentionally do a wicked, a wan- ton and unprovoked injury, he is persuaded that either of the gentlemen, if they knew him, would mo^t freely and cheerfully ac- quit him. It he be asked why he published the letters describing those characters ? He an- swers, First, for the same reason that he would, if he could, present to the town, a set of THE BRITISH SPY. 195 landscape paintings, representing all the love- ly prospects which belong to their beautiful city; to furnish them with the amusement and pleasure, v/hich arise from surveying an ac- curate picture of a well known original ; and this implies, that he could not have believed himself adding new information, as to the originals themselves. Secondly, he hoped that the abstracted and miscellaneons remarks, which were blended with the description of those characters, might not be without their use, to the many literary young men who are growing up in Virginia. If the letters of the British Spy have gone beyond these purposes; if they have given pain to the gentlemen described ; ( for as to doing them an injury, it is, certainly, out of the question ) there is no man in the com- munity disposed to regret it, more sensibly, 196 THE BRITISH SPY. than the man who furnished those letters for publicaiion. But while honour and justice compel the writer of this article to give these explana- tions, and make these acknowledgiiients to the gentlemen immediately interested, he begs he may not be considered as descending to the meanness of begging mercy on his own "glass house." On the contrary, the person, who has published the polite hint in question, is welcome to commence his assault as soon as he pleases. He can scarcely point out one defect in the person, manner, or mind of this writer, of which he is not already conscious. And if he meant by his menace any thing more ; if he meant to insinuate a suspicion to the publick, that the honesty, integrity, or moral purity, of the man who furnished the letters of the British Spy for publication, are assailable on any ground of truth ; if such was his inten- tion, be has intended an injury, at which this THE BBITISH SPY. 197 writer laughs in proud security : an injury, for which his own heart, if it be a good one, will not forgive him so soon, as will the heart of the man whom he has attempted to injure. . The v/riter of this article tenders in return this hint to the hinter : that before he com- mences his hostile operations, he will be sure of his man. As to the person who real- ly did furnish the British Spy— the finger of conjecture has been erroneously pointed at several who reside in this state. It would be unjust and barbarous to punish the innocent for the guilty, if guilt can be justly charged on the British Spy. 17* LETTER X. Richmond^ December 10. In one of my late rides into the surrounding country, I stopped at a little inn to refresh myself and my horse; and, as the landlord was neither a Boniface, nor " mine host of the garter," I called for a book, by way of killing time, while the preparations for my re- past were going forward. He brought me a shattered fragment of the second volume of the Spectator, which he told me was the only book in the house, for '^ he never troubled his head about reading ;" and by way of con- clusive proof, he further informed me, that this fragment, the only book in the house, had been sleeping unmolested in the dust of his mantlepiece, for ten or fifteen years. I could not meet my venerable countrymauj in THE BRITISH SPY. 199 a foreign land, and in this humiliating plight, nor hear of the inhuman and gothick con- tempt with which he had been treated, with- out the liveliest emotion. So I read my host a lecture on the subject, to which he appeared to pay as little attention, as he had before done to the Spectator, and, with the sang froid of a Dutchman, answered me in the cant of the country, that he " had other fish to fry," and left me. It had been so long since I had had an op- portunity of opening that agreeable collection, that the few numbers, which were now be- fore me, appeared almost intirely new; and I cannot describe to you, the avidity and delight, with which I devoured those beautiful and interesting speculations. Is it not strange, my dear S , that such a work should have ever lost an inch of ground ? A style so sweet and simple, and yet so ornamented ! a temper so benevolent^ 200 THE BIllTISH SPY. SO cheerful, so exhilarating! a body of know- ledge, and of original thought, so immense and various ! so strikingly just, so universally useful ! What person, of any age, sex, tem- per, calling, or pursuit, can possibly con- verse with the Spectator, without being con- scious of immediate improvement? To the spleen, he is as perpetual, and ne- verfailing an antidote, as he is to igno- rance and immorality. No matter for the disposition of mind in which you take him up; you catch, as you go along, the happy tone of spirits which prevails throughout the work; you smile at the wit, laugh at the drollery, feel your mind enlightened, your heart opened, softened and refined ; and when you lay him down, you are sure to be in a better humour, both with yourself and every body else. I have never mentioned the sub- ject to a reader of the Spectator, who did not admit this to be the invariable process; "HHE BRITISH SPY. 201 and in such a world of misforiunes, of cares and sorrows and guilt as this is, what a prize would this collection be, if it were rightly es- timated ! Were I the sovereign of a nation, which spoke the English language, and wished my subjects cheerful, virtuous and enlightened, I would furnish every poor family in my do- minions (and see that the rich furnished them- selves) with a copy of the Spectator ; and ordain that the parents or children should read four or five numbers, aloud, every night in the year. For one of the peculiar perfec- tions of the work is, that while it contains such a mass of ancient and modern learn- ing, so much of profound wisdom, and of beautiful composition, )et there is scarcely a number throughout the eight volumes, which is not level to the meanest capacity. Another perfection is, that the Spectator will never 202 THE BRITISH SPY. become tiresome to any one whose taste and whose heart remain uncorrupted. I do not mean that this author, should be read to the exclusion of others; much less that he should stand in the way of the ge- nerous pursuit of science, or interrupt the discharge of social or private duties. All the counsels of the work itself have a directly reverse tendency. It furnishes a store of the clearest argument and of the most amiable and captivating exhortations, ** to raise the ge- nius, and to mend the heart " I regret, only, that such a book should be thrown by, and almost intirely forgotten, while the gilded blas- phemies of infidels, and "the noontide tran- ces" of pernicious theorists, are hailed with rapture, and echoed around the world. For such, I should be pleased to see the Specta- tor universally substituted : and, throwing out of the question its morality, its literary infor- mation, its sweetly ^contagious serenity, ancl THE BRITISH SPY. 203 the pure and chaste beauties of its style; and considering it merely as a curiosity, as concentring the brilliant sports of the finest cluster of geniuses, that ever graced the earth, it surely deserves perpetual attention, respect and consecration. There is, me thinks, my S , a great fault in the world, as it respects this subject: a giddy instability, a light and flutter- ing vanity, a prurient longing after no- velty, an impatience, a disgust, a fastidious contempt of every thing that is old. You will not understand me as censuring the progress of sound science. I am not so infatuated an antiquarian, nor so poor a philanthropist, as to seek to retard the expansion of the human mind. But I lament the eternal oblivion, into which our old authors, those giants of literature, are permitted to sink, while the world stands open-eyed and open- moijthe4 to catch every modern, tinselled 204 THE BRITISH SPY. abortion, as it falls from the press. In the polite circles of America, for instance, perhaps there is no want of taste and even zeal for letters. I have seen several gentle- men, who appear to have an accurate, a minute acquaintance with the whole range of literature, in its present state of improve- ment : yet, you will be surprised to hear, that I have not met with more than one or two persons in this country, who have ever read the works of Bacon or of Boyle. They delight to saunter in the upper story, sus- tained and adorned, as it is, with the deli- cate proportions, the foliage and flourishes of the Corinthian order; but they disdain to make any acquaintance, or hold com- munion at all, with the Tuscan and Doric plainness and strength, which base and sup- port the whole edifice. As to lord Verulam, when he is con- sidered as the father of experimental phito- THE BRITISH SPY. 203 sophy; as the champion, whose vigour bat- tered down the idolised chimeras of Aristotle, together with all the appendant and im- measurable webs of the brain, woven and hung upon them, by the ingenious dreamers of the schools ; as the hero who not only rescued and redeemed the world from all this darkness, jargon, perplexity and errour; but, from the stores of his own great mind, poured a flood of light upon the earth, straighteneri the devious paths of science, and planned the whole paradise, which we now find so full of fragrance, beauty and grandeur; when he is considered, I say, in these points of view, 1 am astonished that lit- erary gentlemen do not court his acquaintance, if not through reverence, at least through cu- riosity. The person who does so will find every period filled with pure and solid golden bullion: that bullion, whicJi several much admired posterior writers have merely 18 206 THE BRITISH SPY, moulded into various forms, or beaten inte leaf, and taught to spread its floating splen- dours to the sun. This insatiate palate for novelty, which I have mentioned, has had a very striking effect on the style of modern productions. The plain language of easy conversation will no longer do. The wrter who contends for fame, or even for truth, is obliged to con- sult the reigning taste of the day Hence too often, in opposition to his own judgment, he is led to incumber his ideas with a gor- geous load of ornaments ; and when he would present to the publick a body of pure, sub- stantial and useful thought, he finds him- self constrained to incrust and bury its uti- lity within a dazzling case; to convert a feast of reason into a concert of sounds : a rich intellectual boon into a mere bouquet of variegated pinks and blushing roses. In his turn he contributes to establish THE BRITISH SPY. 207 and spread wider the perversion of the publick taste ; and thus, en a principle resembling that of action and reaction, the author and the publick reciprocate the injury ; just as, in the licentious reign of our Charles the lid, the dramatist and his audience were wont to poison each other's morals. A history of style would indeed be a cu- pious and highly interesting one : I mean a philosophical, as well as chronological his- tory ; one which, besides marking the grada- tions, changes and fluctuations exhibited in the style of different ages and different coun- tries, should open the regular or contingent causes of all those gradations, changes and fluctuations. I should be particularly pleased to see a learned and penetrating mind employ- ed on the question. Whether the gradual adornment, which we observe in a nation's style, result from the progress of science ; or 203 THE BRITISH SPY. whether there be an infancy, a youth, and a manhood, in a nation's sensibility, which ri- sing in a distant age, like a newborn billow, rolls on through succeeding i^c-erations, with accumulating height and force, and bears along with it the concurrent expression of that sensi- bility, until they both swell and tower into the sublime— and sometimes break into the bathos. The historical facts, as well as the meta- physical consideration of the subject, perplex these questions extremely ; and, as sir Roger De Coverly says, " much may be said on both sides'* For the present I shall say nothing on either: except that from some of Mr. Blair's remarks, it would seem that nei- ther of those hypotheses will solve the phe- nomenon before us. If I remember his opi- nion correctly, the most sublime style is to be sought in a state of nature ; when, anteriour to the existence of science, the scantiness of a language forces a people to notice the points THE BRITISH SPY. 20^ of resemblance between the great natural objects with which they are surrounded . to apply to one the terms which belong to ano- ther ; and thus, by compulsion, to rise at once into simile and metaphor, and launch into all the boldness of trope and figure. If this be true, it would seem that the progress of a civilized nation towards sublimity of style is perfectly a retrograde manoeuvre: that is, that they will be sublime according to the nearness of their approach to the pri- meval state of nature. This is a curious, and to me, a be- witching subject. But it leads to a volume of thought, which is not to be condensed in a letter I will remark only one extra- ordinary fact as it relates to style. The Augustan age is pronounced by some cri- ticks to have furnished the finest models of style, embellished to the highest endurable point: and of this, Cicero is always ad- 18* 210 THE BRITISH SPY, duced as the most illustrious example. • Yet it is remarkable, that seventy or eighty years afterwards, when the Roman style had be- come much more luxuriant, and was de- nounced by the critics of the day* as hav- ing transcended the limits of genuine orna- ment, Pliny the younger, in a letter to a friend, thought it necessary to enter into a foimal vindication of three or four meta- phors, which he had used in an oration, and which had been censured in Rome for their extravagance; but which, by the side of the meanest of Curran*s figures, would be poor, insipid and flat. Yet who will say that Curran's style has gone beyond the point of endurance? Who is not pleased with its purity ? Who is not ravished by its sublimity ? In England, how wide is the chasm be- tween the style of lord Verulam and that * See Quinctillian's Institutes. THE BRITISH SPY. 2 1 1 of Edmund Burke, or M'Intosh's introduc- tion to his Findiccs Galliccs / That of the first is the plain dress of a Quaker; that of the two last the magnificent parapher- nalia of Louis XIV of France. In lord Verulam's day, his style was distinguished for its superiour ornament ; and in this res- pect, it was thought impossible to surpass it. Yet Mr. Burke, Mr. M*Intosh, and the other Jine writers of the present age, have, by contrast, reduced lord Verulam's flower garden to the appearance of a sim- ple culinary square. Perhaps it is for this reason, and because, as you know, I am an epicure, that I r .n ve- ry much interested by lord Verulam's manner. It is indeed a most agreeable relief to my mind to turn from the stately and dazzling rhapsodies of the day, and converse witli this plain and sensible old gentleman To me his style is gratifying on many accounts j and 212 THE BRITISH SPST. there is this advantage in him, that instead of having three or four ideas rolled over and over again, like the fantastick evolutions and ever- changing shapes of the same sun-embroider- ed cloud, you gain new materials, new infor- mation at every breath. Sir Robert Boyle is, in my opinion another author of the same description, and therefore an equal, if not a higher favourite with me. In point of ornament he is the first grade in the mighty space (through the whole of which the gradations may be distinctly traced) be- tween Bacon and Burke. Yet he has no re- dundant verbiage ; has about him a per- fectly patriarchal simplicity ; and every peri- od is pregnant with matter. He has this ad- vantage too over lord Verulam : that he not only investigates all the subjects which are calculated to try the clearness, the force and the con-prehension of the human intellect : he introduces others also, in handling of THE BRITISH SPY. 213 which he shows the masterly power with which he could touch the keys of the heart, and awaken all the tones of sensibility which belong to man. Surely, if ever a human be- ing deserved to be canonized for great, un- clouded intelligence, and sersphick purity and ecstasy of soul, that being was sir Ro- bert Boyle. When I reflect that this " pure intelligence, "this link between men and angels," was a christian, and look around upon the petty infidels and deists with which the world swarms, I am lost in amazement! Have they seen arguments against religion, which were not presented to sir Robert Boyle i* His religious works show that they have not. Are their judgments belter able to weigh those arguments than his was ? They have not the vanity even to believe it. Is the beam of their judgments more steady, and less liable to be disturbed by passion than his? no; for in 214 THE BRITISH SPY. this he seems to have excelled all mankind. Are their minds more elevated and more ca- pable of comprehending the whole of this great subject, with all its connexions and dC' pendencies, than was the mind of sir Robert Boyle ? Look at the men : and the question is answered. How then does it happen that they have been conducted to a conclusion, so perfectly the reverse of his ? It is for this very reason : because their judgments are less extricated from the influence and raised above the mis* of passion: it is because their minds are less ethereal and comprehensive ; less capable than his was "to look through na- ture up to nature's God." And let them hug iheir precious, barren, hopeless infidelity : they are welcome to the horrible embrace ! ■^ay we, my friend, never lose the rich and inexhaustible comforts of religion. Adieu, my S . . . . , The author of "an inquirer," on the theo- ry of the earth, begs leave to offer the follow- ing observations to the publisher of " the Bri- tish Spy/* in answer to some of his additional notes. When the Inquirer read, in the second let- ter of the British Spy, that '' the perpetual '' revolution of the earth, from west to east, " has the obvious tendency to conglomerate " the loose sands of the sea, on the eastern " coast,'* — " that whether the rolling of the " earth to the east give to the ocean an actual " counter-current to the west or not, the *' newly emerged pinnacles are whirled, by "the earth's motion, through the waters of " the deep ;" and from the continued opera- tion of the causes which produced them, that " all continents and islands will be caused, re- « ciprocally to approximate ;** when he read ^16 THE BRITISH SPY, these and other similar passages, he saw n© reason to doubt, that the British Spy consider- ed the occean wow, as well as formerly, af- fected by the rotation of the earth ; or, to ex- press the same thing more correcdy, that the rotatory motion of the earth is but par- tially communicated to the ocean. This opinion, which a thousand facts may be brought to disprove, and which the fa- vourite cosmogonist of the British Spy says* no man cai> entertain who has the least know- ledge of physicks, it was decorous to sup- pose, had been advanced from inadvertence. If the meaning of the writer were taken by the Inquirer, in a greater latitude than was meant, lie is not the less sorry for his mistake, »The passage in Smellie's translation of BufFon stands thus : but every raan who has the least knowledge of phy- sicks, must allow, that no fluid which surrounds the earth, can be afifected by its rotation ; Vol. I. On Regular ■winds. • THE BRITISH SPY. 2l7 because it was not a natural one, and was not confined to himself. But the annotator of the Spy, without saying whether the supposed current now exist or not, thinks the former existence of such a current not improbable, and puts a case by way of illustrating his hypotheses. My reasoning on the subject, somewhat different from his, is briefly this. If the whole surface of the earth, when it first received its rotatory impulse, were covered with water, and this imfiulse were communicated to its solid fiart aloncy then, indeed, a current to the west would be produced ; and would continue, until the resistance, occasioned by the friction of the waters, gradually communicated the whole motion of the earth to the ocean. It is not easy to say, when this current would cease ; but it seems to me it would be more likely to wear the bed of the ocean smooth, 19 218 THE BRITISH SPY. than to raise protuberances ; and even, though it were to cause sand banks, it could never elevate them above its own level. I should observe that, to avoid circum- locution, I admit a current of the west ; because the effect is the same, as to allu- vion, whether the earth revolve under the waters, or the waters roll over the earth; though the fact is, that the ocean, like the oil in the plate, in the experiment proposed, would have a tendency to remain at rest, and whatever motion it acquired, must be tt) the east, like that of the earth, from which it was derived. If we suppose a few solitary mountains to lift their heads above the circumfluous ocean, we may in'er, by the rules of strict analogy, that they would be worn away by the friction of the passing waters, rather than that they would receive any accessions of soil. THE BRITISH SPY. 219 But let US suppose some ridges of moun- tains running from north to south, and of sufficient extent and elevation to obstruct the course of the waters. In this case, the sudden whirling of the earth to the east would force the ocean on its wes- tern shores, where it would accumulate, until the gravity of the mass, thus elevated, overcame the force which raised it. Then one vast undulation of the stupendous mass would take place, from shore to shore, and would continue until it gradually yielded to the united effect of friction and gravity. A comparison between vessels of different sizes, partly filled with water, might ena- ble us to form a rational conjecture of the term of this oscillation; but be it in one year, or many years, I think the effect would more probably be, an abrasion of the mountain, than the formation of a continent. But the fiostulaturrtj that the first im- §2® THE BRITISH SPY. pulse to the earth was communicated to its solid part alone> on which all these sup- positions rest, is but a possibility : Whether we suppose that the cause, which first whirled the earth on its axis, is an as- cending link in nature's chain of causes, or the immediate act of the first Great Cause of all, it is not unHkely that it pene- trated and influenced every particle of matter, whether it were solid, liquid or aeri- form. On this subject, our suppositions are to be limited only by our invention. One man may resort to electricity, according to an alleged property of that fluid; another, to magnetism ; a third to the action of the sun's rays ; and a fourth, to a quality inhe- rent in matter; according to either of which hypotheses, no current could have existed. Monsieur de Buffbn, indeed, ascribes the earth's rotation to a mechanical and partial THE BRITISH SPY. 221 impulse, the oblique stroke of a comet; but as, according to him, the earth was then one entire globe of melted glass, its rotatory motion must have been uniform, lonc^ before the ocean existed. Whoever would dispel the clouds in which this question is enveloped, and make it as clear " as the light of heaven," should in- deed be mihi magnus Afiollo : but hypothe- ses, of which nothing can be said, but that they are not impossible, though they may be- guile the lounger of a heavy hour, are little likely to further our knowledge of nature. In so boundless a field of conjecture, with scarce one twinkling star to guide us, we can hardly hope to find, among the number- less tracts of errour, that which singly leads lo truth. When the Inquirer spoke of the general bouleversement which many subterranean ap- pearances indicated, he did not mean even* 222 THE BRITISH Sl'Y. to hint at their cause= but simply to express, as the word imports, the topsyturvy disorder, in which vegetable and marine substances are found : the one far above^ and the other far below, the seat of its original production. At the moment he was attempting to show, that every explanation of these phenomena was imperfect and premature, he hardly would have ventured to give one himself; for though " we should not suffer ourselves to be pas- sively fed on the pap of science," iu/ie7i we have attained our 7naturity, yet until we have attained it, he thinks it is better to be in leadingstrings, than to stumble at every step. In the progress of science, I doubt whether sound principles are abandoned for those that are less true. Novelty in moral specula- tion, aided as it may be, by our passions, may dazzle and mislead, but in physicks, though one errour may give place to another, when truth once gets possession, she holds it firm, THE BRITISH SPY. 223 ever after. Thus the theories of cosmogo- nists follow one another, like wave obtruding upon wave; each demonstrating the fallacy of those which went before, and proved absurd in turn ; while the philosophy of Newton, in spite of the continued opposition of French academicians, and the later reveries of St. Pierre, gradually gains universal credit and respect. The member of the Royal Society, who accounted for the trade winds by the transpiration of tropical sea-weed, may have had his admirers ; but he has not been able to shake the theory of Dr. Halley. If Har- vey's system of generation had been as well supported by facts, as his discovery of the circulation of the blood, all hostility to the one, as well as the other, would have end- ed with his life. It certainly is not philosophical "to dis- " card a theory," because it may be unsup- ported by a name, nor yet, because there are <^^^- 224 THE BRITISH SPY. Other more recent theories. In these and many other general remarks, I inlirely con- cur with the writer, though I do not clearly discern their application. I cannot conclude, without regretting, that I should be compelled to differ with a writer whose talents I so much admire, and whose sentiments I so often approve: but to bor- row a celebrated sentiment, my esteem for truth exceeds even my esteem for the Bri- tish Spy. Though neither of us may chance to convince the other, yet, if our discussion should lead those who have not the same pa- rental tenderness, for particular hypotheses or doubts, to a better understanding of the sub- ject, the light, that is thus elicited, will console me for the collision which produced it. October 12, 1803. THE END. LIBRARY CONGRESS