WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 18.

On this day we set out from Edinburgh. We should gladly have had Mr.

Scott to go with us; but he was obliged to return to England.--I have

given a sketch of Dr. Johnson: my readers may wish to know a little of

his fellow traveller[148]. Think then, of a gentleman of ancient blood,

the pride of which was his predominant passion. He was then in his

thirty-third year, and had been about four years happily married. His

inclination was to be a soldier[149]; but his father, a respectable[150]

Judge, had pressed him into the profession of the law. He had travelled

a good deal, and seen many varieties of human life. He had thought more

than any body supposed, and had a pretty good stock of general learning

and knowledge[151]. He had all Dr. Johnson's principles, with some

degree of relaxation. He had rather too little, than too much prudence;

and, his imagination being lively, he often said things of which the

effect was very different from the intention[152]. He resembled sometimes

'The best good man, with the worst natur'd muse[153].'

He cannot deny himself the vanity of finishing with the encomium of Dr.

Johnson, whose friendly partiality to the companion of his Tour

represents him as one 'whose acuteness would help my enquiry, and whose

gaiety of conversation, and civility of manners, are sufficient to

counteract the inconveniences of travel, in countries less hospitable

than we have passed[154].' Dr. Johnson thought it unnecessary to put

himself to the additional expence of bringing with him Francis Barber,

his faithful black servant; so we were attended only by my man, Joseph

Ritter, a Bohemian; a fine stately fellow above six feet high, who had

been over a great part of Europe, and spoke many languages. He was the

best servant I ever saw. Let not my readers disdain his introduction!

For Dr. Johnson gave him this character: 'Sir, he is a civil man, and a

wise man[155].'

From an erroneous apprehension of violence, Dr. Johnson had provided a

pair of pistols, some gunpowder, and a quantity of bullets: but upon

being assured we should run no risk of meeting any robbers, he left his

arms and ammunition in an open drawer, of which he gave my wife the

charge. He also left in that drawer one volume of a pretty full and

curious Diary of his Life, of which I have a few fragments; but the book

has been destroyed. I wish female curiosity had been strong enough to

have had it all transcribed; which might easily have been done; and I

should think the theft, being _pro bono publico_, might have been

forgiven. But I may be wrong. My wife told me she never once looked into

it[156].--She did not seem quite easy when we left her: but away

we went!

Mr. Nairne, advocate, was to go with us as far as St. Andrews. It gives

me pleasure that, by mentioning his _name_, I connect his title to the

just and handsome compliment paid him by Dr. Johnson, in his book: 'A

gentleman who could stay with us only long enough to make us know how

much we lost by his leaving us[157]. 'When we came to Leith, I talked

with perhaps too boasting an air, how pretty the Frith of Forth looked;

as indeed, after the prospect from Constantinople, of which I have been

told, and that from Naples, which I have seen, I believe the view of

that Frith and its environs, from the Castle-hill of Edinburgh, is the

finest prospect in Europe. 'Ay, (said Dr. Johnson,) that is the state of

the world. Water is the same every where.

"Una est injusti caerula forma maris[158]."'

I told him the port here was the mouth of the river or water of _Leith_.

'Not _Lethe_; said Mr. Nairne. 'Why, Sir, (said Dr. Johnson,) when a

Scotchman sets out from this port for England, he forgets his native

country.' NAIRNE. 'I hope, Sir, you will forget England here.' JOHNSON.

'Then 'twill still be more _Lethe_' He observed of the Pier or Quay,

'you have no occasion for so large a one: your trade does not require

it: but you are like a shopkeeper who takes a shop, not only for what he

has to put in it, but that it may be believed he has a great deal to put

into it.' It is very true, that there is now, comparatively, little

trade upon the eastern coast of Scotland. The riches of Glasgow shew how

much there is in the west; and perhaps we shall find trade travel

westward on a great scale, as well as a small.

We talked of a man's drowning himself. JOHNSON. 'I should never think it

time to make away with myself.' I put the case of Eustace Budgell[159],

who was accused of forging a will, and sunk himself in the Thames,

before the trial of its authenticity came on. 'Suppose, Sir, (said I,)

that a man is absolutely sure, that, if he lives a few days longer, he

shall be detected in a fraud, the consequence of which will be utter

disgrace and expulsion from society.' JOHNSON. 'Then, Sir, let him go

abroad to a distant country; let him go to some place where he is _not_

known. Don't let him go to the devil where he _is_ known!'

He then said, 'I see a number of people bare-footed here: I suppose you

all went so before the Union. Boswell, your ancestors went so, when they

had as much land as your family has now. Yet _Auchinleck_ is the _Field

of Stones_: there would be bad going bare-footed there. The _Lairds_,

however, did it.' I bought some _speldings_, fish (generally whitings)

salted and dried in a particular manner, being dipped in the sea and

dried in the sun, and eaten by the Scots by way of a relish. He had

never seen them, though they are sold in London. I insisted on

_scottifying_[160] his palate; but he was very reluctant. With

difficulty I prevailed with him to let a bit of one of them lie in his

mouth. He did not like it.

In crossing the Frith, Dr. Johnson determined that we should land upon

Inch Keith[161]. On approaching it, we first observed a high rocky

shore. We coasted about, and put into a little bay on the North-west. We

clambered up a very steep ascent, on which was very good grass, but

rather a profusion of thistles. There were sixteen head of black cattle

grazing upon the island. Lord Hailes observed to me, that Brantome calls

it _L'isle des Chevaux_, and that it was probably 'a _safer_ stable'

than many others in his time. The fort[162], with an inscription on

it, _Maria Re_ 1564, is strongly built. Dr. Johnson examined it with much

attention. He stalked like a giant among the luxuriant thistles and

nettles. There are three wells in the island; but we could not find one

in the fort. There must probably have been one, though now filled up, as

a garrison could not subsist without it. But I have dwelt too long on

this little spot. Dr. Johnson afterwards bade me try to write a

description of our discovering Inch Keith, in the usual style of

travellers, describing fully every particular; stating the grounds on

which we concluded that it must have once been inhabited, and

introducing many sage reflections; and we should see how a thing might

be covered in words, so as to induce people to come and survey it. All

that was told might be true, and yet in reality there might be nothing

to see. He said, 'I'd have this island. I'd build a house, make a good

landing-place, have a garden, and vines, and all sorts of trees. A rich

man, of a hospitable turn, here, would have many visitors from

Edinburgh.' When we got into our boat again, he called to me, 'Come,

now, pay a classical compliment to the island on quitting it.' I

happened luckily, in allusion to the beautiful Queen Mary, whose name is

upon the fort, to think of what Virgil makes Aeneas say, on having left

the country of his charming Dido.

'Invitus, regina, tuo de littore cessi[163].'

'Very well hit off!' said he.

We dined at Kinghorn, and then got into a post-chaise[164]. Mr. Nairne

and his servant, and Joseph, rode by us. We stopped at Cupar, and drank

tea. We talked of parliament; and I said, I supposed very few of the

members knew much of what was going on, as indeed very few gentlemen

know much of their own private affairs. JOHNSON. 'Why, Sir, if a man is

not of a sluggish mind, he may be his own steward. If he will look into

his affairs, he will soon learn[165]. So it is as to publick affairs.

There must always be a certain number of men of business in parliament.'

BOSWELL. 'But consider, Sir; what is the House of Commons? Is not a

great part of it chosen by peers? Do you think, Sir, they ought to have

such an influence?' JOHNSON. 'Yes, Sir. Influence must ever be in

proportion to property; and it is right it should[166].' BOSWELL. 'But

is there not reason to fear that the common people may be oppressed?'

JOHNSON. 'No, Sir. Our great fear is from want of power in government.

Such a storm of vulgar force has broke in.' BOSWELL. 'It has only

roared.' JOHNSON. 'Sir, it has roared, till the Judges in

Westminster-Hall have been afraid to pronounce sentence in opposition to

the popular cry[167]. You are frightened by what is no longer dangerous,

like Presbyterians by Popery.' He then repeated a passage, I think, in

_Butler's Remains_, which ends, 'and would cry, Fire! Fire! in Noah's

flood[168].'

We had a dreary drive, in a dusky night, to St. Andrews, where we

arrived late. We found a good supper at Glass's inn, and Dr. Johnson

revived agreeably. He said, 'the collection called _The Muses' Welcome

to King James_, (first of England, and sixth of Scotland,) on his return

to his native kingdom, shewed that there was then abundance of learning

in Scotland; and that the conceits in that collection, with which people

find fault, were mere mode.' He added, 'we could not now entertain a

sovereign so; that Buchanan had spread the spirit of learning amongst

us, but we had lost it during the civil wars[169].' He did not allow the

Latin Poetry of Pitcairne so much merit as has been usually attributed

to it; though he owned that one of his pieces, which he mentioned, but

which I am sorry is not specified in my notes, was, 'very well.' It is

not improbable that it was the poem which Prior has so elegantly

translated[170].

After supper, we made a _procession_ to _Saint Leonard's College_, the

landlord walking before us with a candle, and the waiter with a lantern.

That college had some time before been dissolved; and Dr. Watson, a

professor here, (the historian of Philip II.) had purchased the ground,

and what buildings remained. When we entered this court, it seemed quite

academical; and we found in his house very comfortable and genteel

accommodation[171].

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