BOSWELL. 'Yes, Sir.' JOHNSON. 'Does the dog talk of me?'

BOSWELL. 'Indeed, Sir, he does, and loves you.' Thinking that I now had

him in a corner, and being solicitous for the literary fame of my

country, I pressed him for his opinion on the merit of Dr. Robertson's

_History of Scotland_. But, to my surprize, he escaped.--'Sir, I love

Robertson, and I won't talk of his book[156].'

It is but justice both to him and Dr. Robertson to add, that though he

indulged himself in this sally of wit, he had too good taste not to be

fully sensible of the merits of that admirable work.

An essay, written by Mr. Deane, a divine of the Church of England,

maintaining the future life of brutes, by an explication of certain

parts of the scriptures[157], was mentioned, and the doctrine insisted on

by a gentleman who seemed fond of curious speculation. Johnson, who did

not like to hear of any thing concerning a future state which was not

authorised by the regular canons of orthodoxy, discouraged this talk;

and being offended at its continuation, he watched an opportunity to

give the gentleman a blow of reprehension. So, when the poor

speculatist, with a serious metaphysical pensive face, addressed him,

'But really, Sir, when we see a very sensible dog, we don't know what to

think of him;' Johnson, rolling with joy at the thought which beamed in

his eye, turned quickly round, and replied, 'True, Sir: and when we see

a very foolish _fellow_, we don't know what to think of _him_.' He then

rose up, strided to the fire, and stood for some time laughing and

exulting.

I told him that I had several times, when in Italy, seen the experiment

of placing a scorpion within a circle of burning coals; that it ran

round and round in extreme pain; and finding no way to escape, retired

to the centre, and like a true Stoick philosopher, darted its sting into

its head, and thus at once freed itself from its woes. 'This must end

'em[158].' I said, this was a curious fact, as it shewed deliberate

suicide in a reptile. Johnson would not admit the fact. He said,

Maupertuis[159] was of opinion that it does not kill itself, but dies of

the heat; that it gets to the centre of the circle, as the coolest

place; that its turning its tail in upon its head is merely a

convulsion, and that it does not sting itself. He said he would be

satisfied if the great anatomist Morgagni, after dissecting a scorpion

on which the experiment had been tried, should certify that its sting

had penetrated into its head.

He seemed pleased to talk of natural philosophy. 'That woodcocks, (said

he,) fly over to the northern countries is proved, because they have

been observed at sea. Swallows certainly sleep all the winter. A number

of them conglobulate together[160], by flying round and round, and then

all in a heap throw themselves under water, and lye in the bed of a

river[161].' He told us, one of his first essays was a Latin poem upon the

glow-worm. I am sorry I did not ask where it was to be found.

Talking of the Russians and the Chinese, he advised me to read Bell's

travels[162]. I asked him whether I should read Du Halde's account of

China[163]. 'Why yes, (said he) as one reads such a book; that is to say,

consult it.'

He talked of the heinousness of the crime of adultery, by which the

peace of families was destroyed. He said, 'Confusion of progeny

constitutes the essence of the crime; and therefore a woman who breaks

her marriage vows is much more criminal than a man who does it.[164] A

man, to be sure, is criminal in the sight of God: but he does not do his

wife a very material injury, if he does not insult her; if, for

instance, from mere wantonness of appetite, he steals privately to her

chambermaid. Sir, a wife ought not greatly to resent this. I would not

receive home a daughter who had run away from her husband on that

account. A wife should study to reclaim her husband by more attention to

please him. Sir, a man will not, once in a hundred instances, leave his

wife and go to a harlot, if his wife has not been negligent of

pleasing.'

Here he discovered that acute discrimination, that solid judgement, and

that knowledge of human nature, for which he was upon all occasions

remarkable. Taking care to keep in view then moral and religious duty,

as understood in our nation, he shewed clearly from reason and good

sense, the greater degree of culpability in the one sex deviating from

it than the other; and, at the same time, inculcated a very useful

lesson as to _the way to keep him_.

I asked him if it was not hard that one deviation from chastity should

so absolutely ruin a young woman. JOHNSON. 'Why, no, Sir; it is the

great principle which she is taught. When she has given up that

principle, she has given up every notion of female honour and virtue,

which are all included in chastity.'

A gentleman[165] talked to him of a lady whom he greatly admired and

wished to marry, but was afraid of her superiority of talents. 'Sir,

(said he) you need not be afraid; marry her. Before a year goes about,

you'll find that reason much weaker, and that wit not so bright.' Yet

the gentleman may be justified in his apprehension by one of Dr.

Johnson's admirable sentences in his life of Waller: 'He doubtless

praised many[166] whom he would have been afraid to marry; and, perhaps,

married one whom he would have been ashamed to praise. Many qualities

contribute to domestic happiness, upon which poetry has no colours to

bestow; and many airs and sallies may delight imagination, which he who

flatters them never can approve.'

He praised Signor Baretti. 'His account of Italy is a very entertaining

book[167]; and, Sir, I know no man who carries his head higher in

conversation than Baretti[168]. There are strong powers in his mind. He

has not, indeed, many hooks; but with what hooks he has, he grapples

very forcibly.'

At this time I observed upon the dial-plate of his watch[169] a short

Greek inscription, taken from the New Testament, _Nux gar erchetai_[170],

being the first words of our SAVIOUR'S solemn admonition to the

improvement of that time which is allowed us to prepare for eternity:

'the night cometh, when no man can work.' He sometime afterwards laid

aside this dial-plate; and when I asked him the reason, he said, 'It

might do very well upon a clock which a man keeps in his closet; but to

have it upon his watch which he carries about with him, and which is

often looked at by others, might be censured as ostentatious.' Mr.

Steevens is now possessed of the dial-plate inscribed as above.

He remained at Oxford a considerable time[171]; I was obliged to go to

London, where I received his letter, which had been returned from

Scotland.

'TO JAMES BOSWELL, ESQ.

'MY DEAR BOSWELL,

'I have omitted a long time to write to you, without knowing very well

why. I could now tell why I should not write; for who would write to men

who publish the letters of their friends, without their leave[172]? Yet I

write to you in spite of my caution, to tell you that I shall be glad to

see you, and that I wish you would empty your head of Corsica, which I

think has filled it rather too long. But, at all events, I shall be

glad, very glad to see you.

'I am, Sir,

'Yours affectionately,

'SAM. JOHNSON.'

'Oxford, March 23, 1768.'

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