Barry Cornwall has the following story in his Memoir of Lamb:--

Lamb, one day, encountered a small urchin loaded with a too heavy

package of grocery. It caused him to tremble and stop. Charles

inquired where he was going, took (although weak) the load upon

his own shoulder, and managed to carry it to Islington, the place

of destination. Finding that the purchaser of the grocery was a

female, he went with the urchin before her, and expressed a hope

that she would intercede with the poor boy's master, in order to

prevent his being over-weighted in future. "Sir," said the dame,

after the manner of Tisiphone, frowning upon him, "I buy my sugar

and have nothing to do with the man's manner of sending it." Lamb

at once perceived the character of the purchaser, and taking off

his hat, said, humbly, "Then I hope, ma'am, you'll give me a drink

of small beer." This was of course refused. He afterwards called

upon the grocer, on the boy's behalf. With what effect I do not

know.

Page 90, line 2 of essay. _Upon the point of gallantry_. Here, in the

_London Magazine_, came the words:--

"as upon a thing altogether unknown to the old classic ages.

This has been defined to consist in a certain obsequiousness, or

deferential respect, paid to females, as females."

Page 92, line 3. _Joseph Paice_. Joseph Paice was, as Lamb pointed out

to Barton in a letter in January, 1830, a real person, and all that

Lamb records. According to Miss Anne Manning's _Family Pictures_,

1860, Joseph Paice, who was a friend of Thomas Coventry, took Lamb

into his office at 27 Bread Street Hill somewhere in 1789 or 1790

to learn book-keeping and business habits. He passed thence to the

South-Sea House and thence to the East India House. Miss Manning (who

was the author of _Flemish Interiors_) helps to fill out Lamb's sketch

into a full-length portrait. She tells us that Mr. Paice's life was

one long series of gentle altruisms and the truest Christianities.

Charles Lamb speaks of his holding an umbrella over a

market-woman's fruit-basket, lest her store should be spoilt by a

sudden shower; and his uncovering his head to a servant-girl who

was requesting him to direct her on her way. These traits are

quite in keeping with many that can still be authenticated:--his

carrying presents of game _himself_, for instance, to humble

friends, who might ill have spared a shilling to a servant; and

his offering a seat in his hackney-coach to some poor, forlorn,

draggled beings, who were picking their way along on a rainy

day. Sometimes these chance guests have proved such uncongenial

companions, that the kind old man has himself faced the bad

weather rather than prolong the acquaintance, paying the

hackney-coachman for setting down the stranger at the end of his

fare. At lottery times, he used to be troubled with begging visits

from certain improvident hangers-on, who had risked their all in

buying shares of an unlucky number. About the time the numbers

were being drawn, there would be a ring at the gate-bell, perhaps

at dinner time. His spectacles would be elevated, an anxious

expression would steal over his face, as he half raised himself

from his seat, to obtain a glance at the intruder--"Ah, I thought

so, I expected as much," he would gently say. "I expected I should

soon have a visit from poor Mrs. ---- or Mrs. ----. Will you

excuse me, my dear madam," (to my grandmother) "for a moment,

while I just tell her it is quite out of my power to help her?"

counting silver into his hand all the time. Then, a parley would

ensue at the hall-door--complainant telling her tale in a doleful

voice: "My good woman, I really cannot," etc.; and at last the

hall-door would be shut. "Well, sir," my grandmother used to say,

as Mr. Paice returned to his seat, "I do not think you have sent

Mrs. ---- away quite penniless." "Merely enough for a joint of

meat, my good madam--just a trifle to buy her a joint of meat."

_Family Pictures_ should be consulted by any one who would know more

of this gentleman and of Susan Winstanly.

Page 92, line 5. _Edwards_. Thomas Edwards (1699-1757), author of

_Canons of Criticism_, 1748. The sonnet in question, which was

modelled on that addressed by Milton to Cyriack Skinner, was addressed

to Paice, as the author's nephew, bidding him carry on the family

line. Paice, however, as Lamb tells us, did not marry.

* * * * *

Page 94. THE OLD BENCHERS OF THE INNER TEMPLE.

_London Magazine_, September, 1821.

Lamb's connection with the Temple was fairly continuous until 1817,

when he was thirty-eight. He was born at No. 2 Crown Office Row in

1775, and he did not leave it, except for visits to Hertfordshire,

until 1782, when he entered Christ's Hospital. There he remained, save

for holidays, until 1789, returning then to Crown Office Row for the

brief period between leaving school and the death of Samuel Salt,

under whose roof the Lambs dwelt, in February, 1792. The 7 Little

Queen Street, the 45 and 36 Chapel Street, Pentonville, and the first

34 Southampton Buildings (with Gutch) periods, followed; but in 1801

Lamb and his sister were back in the Temple again, at 16 Mitre Court

Buildings, since rebuilt. They moved from there, after a brief return

to 34 Southampton Buildings, to 4 Inner Temple Lane (since rebuilt and

now called Johnson's Buildings) in 1809, where they remained until the

move to 20 Great Russell Street in 1817. With each change after that

(except for another and briefer sojourn in Southampton Buildings

in 1830), Lamb's home became less urban. His last link with the

Temple may be said to have snapped with the death of Randal Morris,

sub-treasurer of the Inner Temple, in 1827 (see "A Death-Bed"),

although now and then he slept at Crabb Robinson's chambers.

The Worshipful Masters of the Bench of the Hon. Society of the Inner

Temple--to give the Benchers their full title--have the government of

the Inner Temple in their hands.

Page 97, line 12 from foot, _J----ll_. Joseph Jekyll, great-nephew of

Joseph Jekyll, Master of the Rolls, well known as a wit and diner-out.

He became a Bencher in 1795, and was made a Master in Chancery in

1815, through the influence of the Prince Regent. Under his direction

the hall of the Inner Temple and the Temple Church were restored, and

he compiled a little book entitled _Facts and Observations relating to

the Temple Church and the Monuments contained in it_, 1811. He became

a K.C. in 1805, and died in 1837, aged eighty-five. Jekyll was a

friend of George Dyer, and was interested in Lamb's other friends, the

Norrises. & letter from him, thanking Lamb for a copy of the _Last

Essays of Elia_, is printed in Mr. W.C. Hazlitt's _The Lambs_. He had

another link of a kind with Lamb in being M.P. for "sweet Calne in

Wiltshire." Jekyll's chambers were at 6 King's Bench Walk. On the same

staircase lived for a while George Colman the Younger.

Page 97, line 9 from foot. _Thomas Coventry_. Thomas Coventry became a

Bencher in 1766. He was the nephew of William, fifth Earl of Coventry,

and resided at North Cray Place, near Bexley, in Kent, and in

Serjeant's Inn, where he died in 1797, in his eighty-fifth year. He

is buried in the Temple Church. Coventry was a sub-governor of the

South-Sea House, and it was he who presented Lamb's friend, James

White, to Christ's Hospital. He was M.P. for Bridport from 1754 to

1780. As an illustration of Coventry's larger benefactions it may

be remarked that he presented £10,000 worth of South Sea stock to

Christ's Hospital in 1782.

Page 98, line 9. _Samuel Salt_. Samuel Salt was the son of the Rev.

John Salt, of Audley, in Staffordshire; and he married a daughter of

Lord Coventry, thus being connected with Thomas Coventry by marriage.

He was M.P. for Liskeard for some years, and a governor of the

South-Sea House. Samuel Salt, who became a Bencher in 1782, rented

at No. 2 Crown Office Row two sets of chambers, in one of which the

Lamb family dwelt. John Lamb, Lamb's father, who is described as a

scrivener in Charles's Christ's Hospital application form, was Salt's

right-hand man, not only in business, but privately, while Mrs. Lamb

acted as housekeeper and possibly as cook. Samuel Salt played the part

of tutelary genius to John Lamb's two sons. It was he who arranged

for Charles to be nominated for Christ's Hospital (by Timothy Yeats);

probably he was instrumental also in getting him into the East India

House; and in all likelihood it was he who paved the way for the

younger John Lamb's position in the South-Sea House. It was also

Samuel Salt who gave to Charles and Mary the freedom of his library

(see the reference in the essay on "Mackery End"): a privilege which,

to ourselves, is the most important of all. Salt died in February,

1792, and is buried in the vault of the Temple Church. He left to John

Lamb £500 in South Sea stock and a small annual sum, and to Elizabeth

Lamb £200 in money; but with his death the prosperity of the family

ceased.

Page 98, line 21. _Lovel_. See below.

Page 98, line 9 from foot. _Miss Blandy_. Mary Blandy was the daughter

of Francis Blandy, a lawyer at Henley-on-Thames. The statement that

she was to inherit £10,000 induced an officer in the marines, named

Cranstoun, a son of Lord Cranstoun, to woo her, although he already

had a wife living. Her father proving hostile, Cranstoun supplied her

with arsenic to bring about his removal. Mr. Blandy died on August

14, 1751. Mary Blandy was arrested, and hanged on April 6 in the next

year, after a trial which caused immense excitement. The defence was

that Miss Blandy was ignorant of the nature of the powder, and thought

it a means of persuading her father to her point of view. In this

belief the father, who knew he was being tampered with, also shared.

Cranstoun avoided the law, but died in the same year. Lamb had made

use of Salt's _faux pas_, many years earlier, in "Mr. H." (see Vol.

IV.).

Page 99, line 13. _His eye lacked lustre_. At these words, in the

_London Magazine_, came this passage:--

"Lady Mary Wortley Montague was an exception to her sex: she says,

in one of her letters, 'I wonder what the women see in S. I do not

think him by any means handsome. To me he appears an extraordinary

dull fellow, and to want common sense. Yet the fools are all

sighing for him.'"

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