HORACE WALPOLE, 1754, 1774, 1777, 1779.

Most unlike Turgot in character, but with something of the same spirit

of prophecy, and associated in time, was Horace Walpole, youngest son

of England’s remarkable Prime Minister, Sir Robert Walpole. With the

former, life was serious always, and human improvement the perpetual

passion; with the latter, there was a constant desire for amusement,

and the world was little more than a curious gimcrack.

Horace Walpole was born 5th October, 1717, and died 2d March,

1797, being at his death Earl of Orford. According to his birth he

was a man of fashion; for a time a member of Parliament; a man of

letters always. To his various talents he added an aggregation of

miscellaneous tastes, of which his house at Strawberry Hill was an

illustration,--being an elegant “Old Curiosity Shop,” with pictures,

books, manuscripts, prints, armor, china, historic relics, and art in

all its forms, which he had collected at no small outlay of time and

money. Though aristocratic in life, he boasted that his principles were

not monarchical. On the two sides of his bed were hung engravings of

Magna Charta and the Sentence of Charles the First, the latter with the

inscription “_Major_ Charta.” Sleeping between two such memorials, he

might be suspected of sympathy with America, although the aristocrat

was never absent. His Memoirs, Journals, Anecdotes of Painting in

England, and other works, are less famous than his multifarious

correspondence, which is the best in English literature, and, according

to French judgment, nearer than any other in our language to that of

Madame de Sévigné, whom he never wearied in praising. It is free, easy,

gossipy, historic, and spicy.

But I deal with him now only as a prophet. And I begin with his

“Memoires of the last Ten Years of the Reign of George the Second,”

where we find the record that the Colonists were seeking independence.

This occurs in his description of the Duke of Newcastle as Secretary

of State for the Colonies, during the long Walpole administration.

Illustrating what he calls the Duke’s “mercurial inattention,” he

says: “It would not be credited what reams of papers, representations,

memorials, petitions from that quarter of the world [the Colonies], lay

mouldering and unopened in his office”; and then, showing the Duke’s

ignorance, he narrates how, when it was hinted that there should be

some defence for Annapolis, he replied, with evasive, lisping hurry:

“Annapolis, Annapolis! Oh, yes, Annapolis must be defended,--to be

sure, Annapolis should be defended;--where is Annapolis?” But this

negligence did not prevent him from exalting the prerogative of the

Crown; and here the author says:--

“The instructions to Sir Danvers Osborn, a new governor of

New York, seemed better calculated for the latitude of Mexico

and for a Spanish tribunal than for a free, rich British

settlement, and in such opulence and of such haughtiness that

_suspicions had long been conceived of their meditating to

throw off their dependence on their mother country_.”[348]

This stands in the “Memoires” under the date of 1754, and the editor

in a note observes, “If, as the author asserts, this was written at

the time, it is a very remarkable passage.” By direction of the author

the book was “to be kept unopened and unsealed” until a certain person

named should attain the age of twenty-five years. It was published in

1822. Perhaps the honesty of this entry will be better appreciated,

when it is noted, that, only a few pages later, Washington, whom the

author afterwards admired, is spoken of as “this brave braggart” who

“learned to blush for his rodomontade.”[349]

As the difficulties with the Colonies increased, he became more

sympathetic and prophetic. In a letter to Sir Horace Mann, 2d February,

1774, he wrote:--

“We have no news, public or private; but there is an

ostrich-egg laid in America, where the Bostonians have canted

three hundred chests of tea into the ocean; for they will

not drink tea with our Parliament.… Lord Chatham talked of

conquering America in Germany. _I believe England will be

conquered some day or other in New England or Bengal._”[350]

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