CHAPTER III

AUGUST 24, 1811--DECEMBER 1. 1811

Benjamin West.--George III.--Morse begins his studies.--Introduced to

West.--Enthusiasms.--Smuggling and lotteries.--English appreciation of

art.--Copley.--Friendliness of West.--Elgin marbles.--Cries of London.--

Custom in knocking.--Witnesses balloon ascension.--Crowds.--Vauxhall

Gardens.--St. Bartholomew's Fair.--Efforts to be economical.--Signs of

war.--Mails delayed.--Admitted to Royal Academy.--Disturbances, riots,

and murders.

At this time Benjamin West the American was President of the Royal

Academy and at the zenith of his power and fame. Young Morse, admitted at

once into the great man's intimacy through his connection with Washington

Allston and by letters of introduction, was dazzled and filled with

enthusiasm for the works of the master. He considered him one of the

greatest of painters, if not the greatest, of all times. The verdict of

posterity does not grant him quite so exalted a niche in the temple of

Fame, but his paintings have many solid merits and his friendship and

favor were a source of great inspiration to the young artist.

Mr. Prime in his biography of Morse relates this interesting anecdote:--

"During the war of American Independence, West, remaining true to his

native country, enjoyed the continued confidence of the King, and was

actually engaged upon his portrait when the Declaration of Independence

was handed to him. Mr. Morse received the facts from the lips of West

himself, and communicated them to me in these words:--

"'I called upon Mr. West at his house in Newman Street one morning, and

in conformity with the order given to his servant, Robert, always to

admit Mr. Leslie and myself, even if he was engaged in his private

studies, I was shown into his studio.

"'As I entered, a half-length portrait of George III stood before me upon

an easel, and Mr. West was sitting with back toward me copying from it

upon canvas. My name having been mentioned to him, he did not turn, but,

pointing with the pencil he had in his hand to the portrait from which he

was copying, he said:--

"'"Do you see that picture, Mr. Morse?"

"'"Yes sir!" I said; "I perceive it is the portrait of the King."

"'"Well," said Mr. West, "the King was sitting to me for that portrait

when the box containing the American Declaration of Independence was

handed to him."

"'"Indeed," I answered; "what appeared to be the emotions of the King?

what did he say?"

"'"Well, sir," said Mr. West, "he made a reply characteristic of the

goodness of his heart," or words to that effect. "'Well, if they can be

happier under the government they have chosen than under mine, I shall be

happy.'"'"

On August 24, 1811, Morse writes to his parents:--

"I have begun my studies, the first part of which is drawing. I am

drawing from the head of Demosthenes at present, to get accustomed to

handling black and white chalk. I shall then commence a drawing for the

purpose of trying to enter the Royal Academy. It is a much harder task to

enter now than when Mr. Allston was here, as they now require a pretty

accurate knowledge of anatomy before they suffer them to enter, and I

shall find the advantage of my anatomical lectures. I feel rather

encouraged from this circumstance, since the harder it is to gain

admittance, the greater honor it will be should I enter. I have likewise

begun a large landscape which, at a bold push, I intend for the

Exhibition, though I run the risk of being refused....

"I was introduced to Mr. West by Mr. Allston and likewise gave him your

letter. He was very glad to see me, and said he would render me every

assistance in his power."

"At the British Institution I saw his famous piece of Christ healing the

sick. He said to me: 'This is the piece I intended for America, but the

British would have it themselves; but I shall give America the better

one.' He has begun a copy, which I likewise saw, and there are several

alterations for the better, if it is possible to be better. A sight of

that piece is worth a voyage to England of itself. When it goes to

America, if you don't go to see it, I shall think you have not the least

taste for paintings."

"The encomiums which Mr. West has received on account of that piece have

given him new life, and some say he is at least ten years younger. He is

now likewise about another piece which will probably be superior to the

other. He favored me with a sight of the sketch, which he said he granted

to me because I was an American. He had not shown it to anybody else. Mr.

Allston was with me and told me afterwards that, however superior his

last piece was, this would far exceed it. The subject is Christ before

Pilate. It will contain about fifty or sixty figures the size of life."

"Mr. West is in his seventy-sixth year (I think), but, to see him, you

would suppose him only about five-and-forty. He is very active; a flight

of steps at the British Gallery he ran up as nimbly as I could.... I

walked through his gallery of paintings of his own productions; there

were upward of two hundred, consisting principally of the original

sketches of his large pieces. He has painted in all upwards of six

hundred pictures, which is more than any artist ever did with the

exception of Rubens the celebrated Dutch painter....

"I was surprised on entering the gallery of paintings in the British

Institution, at seeing eight or ten _ladies_ as well as gentlemen, with

their easels and palettes and oil colors, employed in copying some of the

pictures. You can see from this circumstance in what estimation the art

is held here, since ladies of distinction, without hesitation or reserve,

are willing to draw in public....

"By the way, I digress a little to inform you how I got my segars on

shore. When we first went ashore I filled my pockets and hat as full as I

could and left the rest in the top of my trunk intending to come and get

them immediately. I came back and took another pocket load and left about

eight or nine dozen on the top of my clothes. I went up into the city

again and forgot the remainder until it was too late either to take them

out or hide them under the clothes. So I waited trembling (for contraband

goods subject the whole trunk to seizure), but the custom-house officer,

being very good-natured and clever, saw them and took them up. I told him

they were only for my own smoking and there were so few that they were

not worth seizing. 'Oh,' says he, 'I shan't touch them; I won't know they

are here,' and then shut down the trunk again. As he smoked, I gave him a

couple of dozen for his kindness."

What a curious commentary on human nature it is that even the most pious,

up to our own time, can see no harm in smuggling and bribery. And, as

another instance of how the standards of right and wrong change with the

changing years, further on in this same letter to his strict and pious

parents young Morse says:--

"I have just received letters and papers from you by the Galen which has

arrived. I was glad to see American papers again. I see by them that the

lottery is done drawing. How has my ticket turned out? If the weight will

not be too great for one shipload, I wish you would send the money by the

next vessel."

The lottery was for the benefit of Harvard College.

"_September 3, 1811._ I have finished a drawing which I intended to offer

at the Academy for admission. Mr. Allston told me it would undoubtedly

admit me, as it was better than two thirds of those generally offered,

but advised me to draw another and remedy some defects in handling the

chalks (to which I am not at all accustomed), and he says I shall enter

with some éclat. I showed it to Mr. West and he told me it was an

extraordinary production, that I had talent, and only wanted knowledge of

the art to make a great painter."

In a letter to his friends, Mr. and Mrs. Jarvis, dated September 17,

1811, he says:--

"I was astonished to find such a difference in the encouragement of art

between this country and America. In America it seemed to lie neglected,

and only thought to be an employment suited to a lower class of people;

but here it is the constant subject of conversation, and the exhibitions

of the several painters are fashionable resorts. No person is esteemed

accomplished or well educated unless he possesses almost an enthusiastic

love for paintings. To possess a gallery of pictures is the pride of

every nobleman, and they seem to vie with each other in possessing the

most choice and most numerous collection.... I visited Mr. Copley a few

days since. He is very old and infirm. I think his age is upward of

seventy, nearly the age of Mr. West. His powers of mind have almost

entirely left him; his late paintings are miserable; it is really a

lamentable thing that a man should outlive his faculties. He has been a

first-rate painter, as you well know. I saw at his room some exquisite

pieces which he painted twenty or thirty years ago, but his paintings of

the last four or five years are very bad. He was very pleasant, however,

and agreeable in his manners.

"Mr. West I visit now and then. He is very liberal to me and gives me

every encouragement. He is a very friendly man; he talked with me like a

father and wished me to call and see him often and be intimate with him.

Age, instead of impairing his faculties, seems rather to have

strengthened them, as his last great piece testifies. He is soon coming

out with another which Mr. Allston thinks will far surpass even this

last. The subject is Christ before Pilate.

"I went last week to Burlington House in Piccadilly, about forty-five

minutes' walk, the residence of Lord Elgin, to see some of the ruins of

Athens. Lord Elgin has been at an immense expense in transporting the

great collection of splendid ruins, among them some of the original

statues of Phidias, the celebrated ancient sculptor. They are very much

mutilated, however, and impaired by time; still there was enough

remaining to show the inferiority of all subsequent sculpture. Even those

celebrated works, the Apollo Belvedere, Venus di Medicis, and the rest of

those noble statues, must yield to them....

"The cries of London, of which you have doubtless heard, are very

annoying to me, as indeed they are to all strangers. The noise of them is

constantly in one's ears from morning till midnight, and, with the

exception of one or two, they all appear to be the cries of distress. I

don't know how many times I have run to the window expecting to see some

poor creature in the agonies of death, but found, to my surprise, that it

was only an old woman crying 'Fardin' apples,' or something of the kind.

Hogarth's picture of the enraged musician will give you an excellent idea

of the noise I hear every day under my windows....

"There is a singular custom with respect to knocking at the doors of

houses here which is strictly adhered to. A servant belonging to the

house rings the bell only; a strange servant knocks once; a market man or

woman knocks once and rings; the penny post knocks twice; and a gentleman

or lady half a dozen quick knocks, or any number over two. A nobleman

generally knocks eight or ten tunes very loud.

"The accounts lately received from America look rather gloomy. They are

thought here to wear a more threatening aspect than they have heretofore

done. From my own observation and opportunity of hearing the opinion of

the people generally, they are extremely desirous of an amicable

adjustment of differences, and seem as much opposed to the idea of war as

the better part of the American people....

"In this letter you will perceive all the variety of feeling which

I have had for a fortnight past; sometimes in very low, sometimes in

very high spirits, and sometimes a balance of each; which latter, though

very desirable, I seldom have, but generally am at one extreme or the

other. I wrote this in the evenings of the last two weeks, and this

will account, and I hope apologize, for its great want of connection."

In a long letter to a friend, dated September 17, 1811, he thus describes

some of the sights of London:--

"A few days since I walked about four miles out of town to a village of

the name of Hackney to witness the ascension of a Mr. Sadler and another

gentleman in a balloon. It was a very grand sight, and the next day the

aeronauts returned to Hackney, having gone nearly fifty miles in about an

hour and a half. The number of people who attended on this occasion might

be fairly estimated at 300,000, such a concourse as I never before

witnessed.

"When the balloon was out of sight the crowd began to return home, and

such a confusion it is almost impossible for me to describe. A gang of

pickpockets had contrived to block up the way, which was across a bridge,

with carriages and carts, etc., and as soon as the people began to move

it created such an obstruction that, in a few moments, this great crowd,

in the midst of which I had unfortunately got, was stopped. This gave the

pickpockets an opportunity and the people were plundered to a great

amount.

"I was detained in this manner, almost suffocated, in a great shower of

rain, for about an hour, and, what added to the misery of the scene,

there were a great many women and children crying and screaming in all

directions, and no one able to assist them, not even having a finger at

liberty, they were wedged in in such a manner. I had often heard of the

danger of a London crowd, but never before experienced it, and I think

once is amply sufficient and shall rest satisfied with it.

"A few evenings since I visited the celebrated Vauxhall Gardens, of which

you have doubtless often heard. I must say they far exceeded my

expectations; I never before had an idea of such splendor. The moment I

went in I was almost struck blind with the blaze of light proceeding from

thousands of lamps and those of every color.

"In the midst of the gardens stands the orchestra box in the form of a

large temple and most beautifully illuminated. In this the principal band

of music is placed. At a little distance is another smaller temple in

which is placed the Turkish band. On one side of the gardens you enter

two splendid saloons illuminated in the same brilliant manner. In one of

them the Pandean band is placed, and in the other the Scotch band. All

around the gardens is a walk with a covered top, but opening on the sides

under curtains in festoons, and these form the most splendid illuminated

part of the whole gardens. The amusements of the evening are music,

waterworks, fireworks, and dancing.

"The principal band plays till about ten o'clock, when a little bell is

rung, and the whole concourse of people (the greater part of which are

females) run to a dark part of the gardens where there is an admirable

deception of waterworks. A bridge is seen over which stages and wagons,

men and horses, are seen passing; birds flying across and the water in

great cataracts falling down from the mountains and passing over smaller

falls under the bridges; men are seen rowing a boat across, and, indeed,

everything which could be devised in such an exhibition was performed.

"This continues for about fifteen minutes, when they all return into the

illuminated part of the gardens and are amused by music from the same

orchestra till eleven o'clock. They then are called away again to the

dark part of the gardens, where is an exhibition of the most splendid

fireworks; sky-rockets, serpents, wheels, and fountains of fire in the

greatest abundance, occupying twenty minutes more of the time.

"After this exhibition is closed, they again return into the illuminated

parts of the gardens, where the music strikes up from the chief

orchestra, and hundreds of groups are immediately formed for dancing.

Respectable ladies, however, seldom join in this dance, although

gentlemen of the first distinction sometimes for amusement lend a hand,

or rather a foot, to the general cheerfulness.

"All now is gayety throughout the gardens; every one is in motion, and

care, that bane of human happiness, for a time seems to have lost her

dominion over the human heart. Had the Eastern sage, who was in search of

the land of happiness, at this moment been introduced into Vauxhall, I

think his most exalted conceptions of happiness would have been

surpassed, and he would rest contented in having at last found the object

of his wishes.

"In a few minutes the chief orchestra ceases and is relieved in turn by

the other bands, the company following the music. The Scotch band

principally plays Scotch reels and dances. The music and this course of

dancing continue till about four o'clock in the morning, when the lights

are extinguished and the company disperses. On this evening, which was by

no means considered as a full night, the company consisted of perhaps

three thousand persons.

"I had the pleasure a few days since of witnessing one of the oddest

exhibitions, perhaps, in the world. It was no other than _St.

Bartholomew's Fair_. It is held here in London once a year and continues

three days. There is a ceremony in opening it by the Lord Mayor, which I

did not see. At this fair the lower orders of society are let loose and

allowed to amuse themselves in any lawful way they please. The fair is

held in Smithfield Market, about the centre of the city. The principal

amusement appeared to be swinging. There were large boxes capable of

holding five or six suspended in large frames in such manner as to

vibrate nearly through a semicircle. There were, to speak within bounds,

three hundred of these. They were placed all round the square, and it

almost made me giddy only to see them all in motion. They were so much

pressed for room that one of these swings would clear another but about

two inches, and it seemed almost miraculous to me that they did not meet

with more accidents than they did.

"Another amusement were large wheels, about thirty or forty feet in

diameter, on the circumference of which were four and sometimes six boxes

capable of holding four persons. These are set in slow motion, and they

gradually rise to the top of the wheel and as gradually descend and so on

in succession. There were various other machines on the same principle

which I have not time to describe.

"In the centre of the square was an assemblage of everything in the

world; theatres, wild beasts, _lusus naturoe_, mountebanks, buffoons,

dancers on the slack wire, fighting and swearing, pocket-picking and

stealing, music and dancing, and hubbub and confusion in every confused

shape.

"The theatres are worth describing; they are temporary buildings put up

and ornamented very richly on the exteriors to attract attention, while

the interiors, like many persons' heads, are but very poorly furnished.

Strolling companies of players occupy these, and between the plays the

actors and actresses exhibit themselves on a stage before the theatre in

all their spangled robes and false jewels, and strut and flourish about

till the theatre is filled.

"Then they go in and turn, perhaps, a very serious tragedy into one of

the most ridiculous farces. They occupy about fifteen minutes in reciting

a play and then a fresh audience is collected, and so they proceed

through the three days and nights, so that the poor actors and actresses

are killed about fifty times in the course of a day.

"A person who goes into one of these theatres must not expect to hear a

syllable of the tragedy. If he can look upon the stage it is as much as

he can expect, for there is such a confused noise without of drums and

fifes, clarionets, bassoons, hautboys, triangles, fiddles, bass-viols,

and, in short, every possible instrument that can make a noise, that if a

person gets safe from the fair without the total loss of his hearing for

three weeks he may consider himself fortunate. Contiguous to the theatres

are the exhibition rooms of the jugglers and buffoons, who also between

their exhibitions display their tricks on stages before the populace, and

show as many antics as so many monkeys. But were I to attempt a

description of everything I saw at Bartholomew Fair my letter, instead of

being a few sheets, would swell to as many quires; so I must close it.

"I shall probably soon witness an exhibition of a more interesting

nature; I mean a coronation. The King is now so very low that he cannot

survive more than a week or two longer, and immediately on his death the

ceremony of the coronation takes place. If I should see it I shall

certainly describe it to you."

The King, George III, did not, however, die until 1820.

In a letter of September 20 to his parents he says: "I endeavor to be as

economical as possible and am getting into the habit very fast. It must

be learned by degrees. I shall not say, as Salmagundi says,--'I shall

spare no expense in discovering the most economical way of spending

money,' but shall endeavor to practise it immediately."

"_September 24, 1811._ You will see by the papers which accompany this

what a report respecting the capture of the U.S. frigate President by

Melampus frigate prevails here. It is sufficient to say it is not in the

least credited.

"In case of war I shall be ordered out of the country. If so, instead of

returning home, had I not better go to Paris, as it is cheaper living

there even than in London, and there are great advantages there? I only

ask the question in case of war.... I am going on swimmingly. Next week

on Monday the Royal Academy opens and I shall present my drawing."

"_October 21, 1811._ I wrote you by the Galen about three weeks ago and

have this moment heard she was still in the Downs. I was really provoked.

There is great deception about vessels; they advertise for a certain day

and perhaps do not sail under a month after. The Galen has been going and

going till I am sick of hearing she hasn't gone."

"_November 6, 1811._ After leaving this letter so long, as you see by the

different dates, I again resume it. Perhaps you will be surprised when I

tell you that but yesterday I heard that the Galen is still wind-bound.

It makes my letters which are on board of her about five or six weeks

old, besides the prospect of a long voyage. However it is not her fault.

There are three or four hundred vessels in the same predicament. The wind

has been such that it has been impossible for any of them to get under

weigh; but I must confess I feel considerably anxious on your account....

"I mentioned in one of my other letters that I had drawn a figure (the

Gladiator) to admit me into the Academy. After I had finished it I was

displeased with it, and concluded not to offer it, but to attempt

another. I have accordingly drawn another from the Laocoon statue, the

most difficult of all the statues; have shown it to, the keeper of the

Academy and _am admitted for a year_ without the least difficulty. Mr.

Allston was pleased to compliment me upon it by saying that it was better

than two thirds of the drawings of those who had been drawing at the

Academy for two years."

"_November 85, 1811._ I mentioned in my last letter that I had entered

the Royal Academy, which information I hope will give you pleasure. I now

employ my days in painting at home and in the evenings in drawing at the

Academy as is customary. I have finished a landscape and almost finished

a copy of a portrait which Mr. West lent me. Mr. Allston has seen it and

complimented me by saying it was just a hundred tunes better than he had

any idea I could do, and that I should astonish Mr. West very much. I

have also begun a landscape, a morning scene at sunrise, which Mr.

Allston is very much pleased with. All these things encourage me, and, as

every day passes away, I feel increased enthusiasm....

"Distresses are increasing in this country, and disturbances, riots,

etc., have commenced as you will see by the papers which accompany this.

They are considered very alarming."

"_December 1, 1811._ I am pursuing my studies with increased enthusiasm,

and hope, before the three years are out, to relieve you from further

expense on my account. Mr. Allston encourages me to think thus from the

rapid improvement he says I have made. You may rest assured I shall use

all my endeavors to do it as soon as may be....

"This country appears to me to be in a very bad state. I judge from the

increasing disturbances at Nottingham, and more especially from the

startling murders lately committed in this city.

"A few mornings since was published an account of the murder of a family

consisting of four persons, and this moment there is another account of

the murder of one consisting of three persons, making the twelfth murder

committed in that part of the city within three months, and not one of

the murderers as yet has been discovered, although a reward of more than

seven hundred pounds has been offered for the discovery.

"The inhabitants are very much alarmed, and hereafter I shall sleep with

pistols at the head of my bed, although there is little to apprehend in

this part of the city. Still, as I find many of my acquaintance adopting

that plan, I choose rather to be on the safe side and join with them."

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