CHAPTER I.

An Account of Mr. Gamaliel Pickle--The Disposition of his Sister

described--He yields to her Solicitations, and returns to the Country.

In a certain county of England, bounded on one side by the sea, and at

the distance of one hundred miles from the metropolis, lived Gamaliel

Pickle, esq.; the father of that hero whose fortunes we propose to

record. He was the son of a merchant in London, who, like Rome, from

small beginnings had raised himself to the highest honours of the city,

and acquired a plentiful fortune, though, to his infinite regret, he

died before it amounted to a plum, conjuring his son, as he respected

the last injunction of a parent, to imitate his industry, and adhere to

his maxims, until he should have made up the deficiency, which was a sum

considerably less than fifteen thousand pounds.

This pathetic remonstrance had the desired effect upon his

representative, who spared no pains to fulfil the request of the

deceased: but exerted all the capacity with which nature had endowed

him, in a series of efforts, which, however, did not succeed; for by the

time he had been fifteen years in trade, he found himself five thousand

pounds worse than he was when he first took possession of his father's

effects; a circumstance that affected him so nearly, as to detach his

inclinations from business, and induce him to retire from the world to

some place where he might at leisure deplore his misfortunes, and, by

frugality, secure himself from want, and the apprehensions of a jail,

with which his imagination was incessantly haunted. He was often heard

to express his fears of coming upon the parish; and to bless God, that,

on account of his having been so long a housekeeper, he was entitled

to that provision. In short, his talents were not naturally active, and

there was a sort of inconsistency in his character; for, with all the

desire of amassing which any citizen could possibly entertain, he was

encumbered by a certain indolence and sluggishness that prevailed over

every interested consideration, and even hindered him from profiting by

that singleness of apprehension, and moderation of appetites, which have

so frequently conduced to the acquisition of immense fortunes;

qualities which he possessed in a very remarkable degree. Nature, in all

probability, had mixed little or nothing inflammable in his composition;

or, whatever seeds of excess she might have sown within him, were

effectually stifled and destroyed by the austerity of his education.

The sallies of his youth, far from being inordinate or criminal, never

exceeded the bounds of that decent jollity which an extraordinary pot,

on extraordinary occasions, may be supposed to have produced in a club

of sedate book-keepers, whose imaginations were neither very warm nor

luxuriant. Little subject to refined sensations, he was scarce ever

disturbed with violent emotions of any kind. The passion of love never

interrupted his tranquility; and if, as Mr. Creech says, after Horace,

Not to admire is all the art I know;

To make men happy, and to keep them so;

Mr. Pickle was undoubtedly possessed of that invaluable secret; at

least, he was never known to betray the faintest symptom of transport,

except one evening at the club, where he observed, with some

demonstrations of vivacity, that he had dined upon a delicate loin of

veal.

Notwithstanding this appearance of phlegm, he could not help feeling his

disappointments in trade; and upon the failure of a certain underwriter,

by which he lost five hundred pounds, declared his design of

relinquishing business, and retiring to the country. In this resolution

he was comforted and encouraged by his only sister, Mrs. Grizzle, who

had managed his family since the death of his father, and was now in

the thirtieth year of her maidenhood, with a fortune of five thousand

pounds, and a large stock of economy and devotion.

These qualifications, one would think, might have been the means of

abridging the term of her celibacy, as she never expressed any aversion

to wedlock; but, it seems, she was too delicate in her choice, to find

a mate to her inclination in the city: for I cannot suppose that she

remained so long unsolicited; though the charms of her person were

not altogether enchanting, nor her manner over and above agreeable.

Exclusive of a very wan (not to call it sallow) complexion, which,

perhaps, was the effects of her virginity and mortification, she had

a cast in her eyes that was not at all engaging; and such an extent of

mouth, as no art or affectation could contract into any proportionable

dimension; then her piety was rather peevish than resigned, and did

not in the least diminish a certain stateliness in her demeanour and

conversation, that delighted in communicating the importance and honour

of her family, which, by the bye, was not to be traced two generations

back by all the power of heraldry or tradition.

She seemed to have renounced all the ideas she had acquired before her

father served the office of sheriff; and the eye which regulated the

dates of all her observation, was the mayoralty of her papa. Nay, so

solicitous was this good lady for the support and propagation of the

family name, that, suppressing every selfish motive, she actually

prevailed upon her brother to combat with his own disposition, and

even surmount it so far, as to declare a passion for the person whom he

afterwards wedded, as we shall see in the sequel. Indeed, she was the

spur that instigated him in all his extraordinary undertakings; and I

question, whether he would or not have been able to disengage himself

from that course of life in which he had so long mechanically moved,

unless he had been roused and actuated by her incessant exhortations.

London, she observed, was a receptacle of iniquity, where an honest,

unsuspecting man was every day in danger of falling a sacrifice to

craft; where innocence was exposed to continual temptations, and virtue

eternally persecuted by malice and slander; where everything was ruled

by caprice and corruption, and merit utterly discouraged and despised.

This last imputation she pronounced with such emphasis and chagrin, as

plainly denoted how far she considered herself as an example of what she

advanced; and really the charge was justified by the constructions that

were put upon her retreat by her female friends, who, far from imputing

it to the laudable motives that induced her, insinuated, in sarcastic

commendations, that she had good reason to be dissatisfied with a place

where she had been so overlooked; and that it was certainly her

wisest course to make her last effort in the country, where, in all

probability, her talents would be less eclipsed, and her fortune more

attractive.

Be this as it will, her admonitions, though they were powerful enough to

convince, would have been insufficient to overcome the languor and

vis inertiae of her brother, had she not reinforced her arguments, by

calling in question the credit of two or three merchants, with whom he

was embarked in trade.

Alarmed at these hints of intelligence, he exerted himself effectually;

he withdrew his money from trade, and laying it out in Bank-stock, and

India-bonds, removed to a house in the country, which his father had

built near the sea-side, for the convenience of carrying on a certain

branch of traffic in which he had been deeply concerned.

Here then Mr. Pickle fixed his habitation for life, in the

six-and-thirtieth year of his age; and though the pangs he felt at

parting with his intimate companions, and quitting all his former

connections, were not quite so keen as to produce any dangerous disorder

in his constitution, he did not fail to be extremely disconcerted at his

first entrance into a scene of life to which he was totally a stranger.

Not but that he met with abundance of people in the country, who, in

consideration of his fortune, courted his acquaintance, and breathed

nothing but friendship and hospitality; yet, even the trouble of

receiving and returning these civilities was an intolerable fatigue to

a man of his habits and disposition. He therefore left the care of

the ceremonial to his sister, who indulged herself in all the pride of

formality; while he himself, having made a discovery of a public-house

in the neighbourhood, went thither every evening and enjoyed his pipe

and can; being very well satisfied with the behaviour of the landlord,

whose communicative temper was a great comfort to his own taciturnity;

for he shunned all superfluity of speech, as much as he avoided any

other unnecessary expense.

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