(Oliver’s Aunt, Uncle, and Cousin.)
As already stated, one of the daughters of Robert Goldsmith named
Jane married the Revd. Thomas Contarine, Vicar of Oran. She bore him
a daughter Jane, the playmate of Oliver’s childhood, and died in her
sixty-third year on the 12 June, 1744 (Prior I, 55, note). “Uncle
Contarine” was the best, kindest and most consistent friend of Oliver
Goldsmith in his boyhood and student days; and Oliver had a deep sense
of gratitude to him. He wrote to Contarine two letters from Edinburgh
in 1753 (printed in Prior I, 145 and 154), and a third letter from
Leyden in 1754, which is fortunately preserved.
The following incident, illustrative of Oliver’s affection for his
generous uncle, is copied into the Memoir of 1801 (page 33) from
Percy’s own manuscript. Oliver had borrowed some money from an Irish
friend at Leyden “with which he determined to quit Holland and to
visit the adjacent countries. But unfortunately his curiosity led him
to view a garden, where the choicest flowers were reared for sale.
Poor Goldsmith, recollecting that his uncle was an admirer of such
rarities, without reflecting on the reduced state of his own finances,
was tempted to purchase some of these costly flower roots to be sent as
a present to Ireland, and thereby left himself so little cash that he
is said to have set out on his travels with only one clean shirt and no
money in his pocket.”
Later Oliver wrote to Contarine’s daughter, Mrs. Lawder, on 15 August,
1758, from the Temple Exchange Coffee House an affectionate letter
apologising for his long silence, but explaining that he wrote to
Kilmore from Leyden, Louvain and Rouen and received no answer, and
referring thus to his uncle: “he is no more that soul of fire as when
I once knew him. His mind was too active an inhabitant not to disorder
the feeble mansion of its abode, for the richest jewels soonest wear
their settings. Yet who but a fool would lament his condition, he now
forgets the calamities of life, perhaps indulgent heaven has given
him a foretaste of that tranquillity here which he so well deserves
hereafter.”
Mr. Contarine died a few months after the date of this letter, aged
about 74, and left Oliver a legacy of £15, which he eventually made
over to his impecunious brother Maurice. In announcing this decision
(in January, 1770) Oliver says to Maurice: “The kindness of that good
couple to our poor shattered family demands our sincerest gratitude,
and though they have almost forgot me yet if good things at last
arrive, I hope one day to return, and encrease their good humour by
adding to my own. I have sent my cousin Jenny [Mrs. Lawder] a miniature
picture of myself as I believe it is the most acceptable present I can
offer.”
Contarine’s daughter Jane married James Lawder, a well-to-do resident
of Kilmore, near Carrick on Shannon. To her Oliver addressed on 15
August, 1758, the affectionate letter already quoted dwelling on the
past and signing himself “Your affectionate and obliged Kinsman.” It
seems to have provoked no reply.
The end of the Lawders was tragic. The husband was treacherously
murdered by his servants and labourers, who carried off the plate in
the house and about £300 in money. For this crime no less than six of
them were executed. The wife, who narrowly escaped being murdered also,
died in Dublin about 1790 (Prior I, 130, note).