{"1": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2719", "width": "1737", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "LIBRARY OF CONGRESS.\\n(Jhap. ___V_. Copyright No\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2Shelf _...M^74\\nUNITED STATES OF AMERICA.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "BY MARION HARLAND\\nSome Colonial Homesteads, and Their Stories.\\nWith 86 illustrations. 8\u00c2\u00b0, gilt top $3.00\\nMore Colonial Homesteads, and Their Stories.\\nWith 81 illustrations. 8\u00c2\u00b0, gilt top $3.00\\nWhere Ghosts Walk. The Haunts of Fa-\\nmiliar Characters in History and Literature.\\nWith 33 illustrations. 8 gilt top $2.50\\nLiterary Hearthstones. Studies of the Home\\nLife of Certain Writers and Thinkers. Fully illustrated,\\n16\u00c2\u00b0, gilt top, each $1.50\\nThe first issues are\\nCharlotte Bronte. I William Cowper.\\nJohn Knox. Hannah More.\\nG. P. PUTNAM S SONS, New York and London.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "Xiterar\\\\? llDcartbstoncs\\nstudies of the Home-Life of\\nCertairA Writers and Thinkers\\nHANNAH MORE", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "HANNAH MORE, AT THE AQE OF FORTY\\nFROM OPIE S PAINTING", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "Hannah More\\nBY\\nMARION HARLAND\\nAUTHOR OF some COLONIAL HOMESTEADS AND THEIR\\nSTORIES, where GHOSTS WALK, ETC.\\nILLUSTRATED\\nG. P. PUTNAM S SONS\\nNEW YORK AND LONDON\\nZbe Iknickeibocher press\\nI goo", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0013.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "L-ibpa\\n72850\\nry Of Cor,..re^]\\nTwo CoPlEi Hh.f /EO\\nAUG 7 1900\\nCopyn-(i- P,: V\\nSECOND copy.\\nOelfvered to\\nOROtR DIVISION,\\nAUG 8 1900\\nCopyright, igco\\nBY\\nG. P. PUTNAM S SONS\\nUbe ftnicfteibocher iprese, IHcw iporl?", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0014.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "DEDICATION AND PREFACE\\nto mrs. john caskie miller\\nMy dear Sister\\nIt is needless to remind you of the strait\\nand tali boundaries set about Sunday\\nReading in the childhood now so far\\naway which we lived together.\\nYou must recollect I can never forget\\nwhat an oasis in the Sahara of bound\\nsermons and semi-detached tracts were\\nThe Works of Mrs. Hannah More how\\nfragrant was the memory of the writer\\nwhose biography had not yet been rele-\\ngated to the realm of ancient history.\\nAt my last visit to you I took from your\\nbook-shelves one of a set of volumes in\\nuniform binding of full-calf, coloured\\nmellowly by the touch and the breath of\\nfifty-odd years. They belonged to the\\ndear old home library which was our Intel-", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0015.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "iv Dedication and Preface\\nlectual stamping-ground from the time we\\nwere out of The New York Reader and\\nCobwebs to Catch Flies. The leaves of\\nthe book I held fell apart at The Shepherd\\nof Salisbury Plain. It is illustrated by a\\nqueer wood-cut of the Shepherd sitting\\nupon a stone, chin on hand and elbow on\\nknee. The sheep drowse upon the turf\\nabout him Stonehenge is in the middle\\ndistance the spire of Salisbury Cathedral\\ncuts sharply into the background a stip-\\npled sky, whence should come such weather\\nas pleased him because it pleased God,\\nis over all.\\nI have heard, of late years, that Shepherd\\nand family were portraits from life. We\\nhad never doubted the fact. How we en-\\nvied little Molly her task of gathering tufts\\nof wool left by the sheep upon briers and\\nthorns, to be carded by a bigger sister than\\nour Molly, then spun by the biggest, finally\\nknit by boys and girls into stockings for\\nwinter wear How we reverenced the\\nwee maiden when she wished it were her\\nturn to say grace over the great platter of\\npotatoes, the pitcher of water, and the\\ncoarse loaf\\n1 am sure I would say it heartily to-day,", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0016.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "Dedication and Preface v\\nfor I was thinking what poor people do\\nwho have no salt to their potatoes\\nIn my garden is a thrifty bush of south-\\nernwood reared from a cutting I brought\\naway from Cowper s summer-house in 01-\\nney. I think of him when I see or smell\\nit. More vividly present to my mind is\\nthe sprig of southernwood in the but-\\nton-hole of the good-for-naught with\\nshoulders as round as a tub sitting\\nupon the wall of the lane along which\\nTawny Rachel, the fortune-teller, had told\\nthe silly servant-lass to go next Sunday\\nafternoon, if she would meet her future\\nhusband.\\nAnd The Search after Happiness You\\ncannot have forgotten all of the many lines\\nwe learned by heart on Sunday afternoons\\nin the joyful spring-time, when we were\\nobliged to clear the pages every few\\nminutes of yellow jessamine bells and pur-\\nple wistaria petals, flung down by the\\nwarm wind. We knew wistaria as Vir-\\ngin s Bower, in those distant days time\\ncan never dim for us. Since then we\\nhave learned new names for many another\\nthing sometimes, for the worse some-\\ntimes, thank God for the better.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0017.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "vi Dedication and Preface\\nThinking and dreaming over all this, I\\ncould not do otherwise than dedicate my\\nloving study of our old favourite to you.\\nWhatever the book may be to others, I\\nknow the leaves will give forth for you the\\ngoodly smell of lavender and thyme, of\\nsouthernwood and of rosemary.\\nThat s for remembrance\\nMarion Harland.\\nSUNNYBANK, PoMPTON, N. J., June, 1 9OO.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0018.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "Cordial thanks are due from the writer of this bi-\\nography to Rev. T. B. Knight, formerly of Wrington,\\nnow of Clifton, Bristol (England), for valuable assistance\\nrendered to her in the collection of materials for her\\nwork.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0019.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0020.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "CONTENTS\\nCHAPTER PAGE\\nI. BIRTH INFANCY CHILDHOOD\\nEARLY DREAMS I\\nII. THE BRISTOL SCHOOL FOR YOUNG\\nLADIES HANNAH S PROFICIENCY IN\\nLEARNING SEARCH AFTER HAPPI-\\nNESS FIRST LOVE AFFAIR MR.\\nTURNER 15\\nIII. THE BROKEN ENGAGEMENT FIRST\\nVISIT TO LONDON DR. JOHNSON\\nAND THE REYNOLDSES 28\\nIV. LONDON AGAIN SIR ELDRED OF\\nTHE BOWER THE GARRICKS AND\\nTHE COTTONS -41\\nV. THE INFLEXIBLE CAPTIVE DR.\\nJOHNSON S REBUFFS GARRICK S\\nKINDNESS SUCCESS OF PERCY 53\\nix", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0021.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "X Contents\\nCHAPTER PAGE\\nVI. garrick s death and funeral\\nTHE FATAL FALSEHOOD WRIT-\\nTEN AND ACTED LIFE WITH MRS.\\nGARRICK AT HAMPTON 69\\nVII. SACRED DRAMAS VISIT TO OX-\\nFORD TOP WAVE OF POPU-\\nLARITY\u00e2\u0080\u0094DEATH OF MISS MORE S\\nFATHER FAMILY RELATIONS\\nTHE BAS bleu ^3\\nVIII. DEATH OF DR. JOHNSON THE BRIS-\\nTOL MILK-WOMAN REVIVAL OF\\nPERCY THOUGHTS ON THE\\nIMPORTANCE OF THE MANNERS OF\\nTHE GREAT I08\\nIX. WONDERFUL POPULARITY OF THE\\nMANNERS DISCOVERY OF THE\\nAUTHOR FANNY BURNEY AND HAN-\\nNAH MORE COWSLIP GREEN AS A\\nPERMANENT ABODE I24\\nX. CHEDDAR, AND THE BEGINNING OF A\\nGREAT WORK THERE ANOTHER\\nANONYMOUS BOOK THE OPINIONS\\nEXPRESSED AS TO ITS MERITS BY\\nBISHOP PORTEUS AND JOHN NEW-\\nTON 139", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0022.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "Contents xi\\nCHAPTER PAGE\\nXI. MR. NEWTON AT COWSLIP GREEN\\nOBSTACLES TO THE MENDIP MISSION\\nMET AND OVERCOME OPPOSITION\\nFROM A NEW QUARTER .15-\\nXII. CHARITABLE MISSIONS IN LONDON\\nANSWER TO M. DUPONT LORD\\nORFORD VILLAGE POLITICS\\nWONDERFUL SUCCESS OF CHEAP\\nREPOSITORY TRACTS 167\\nXIII. TILT WITH LORD ORFORD MORE\\nTRACTS GLIMPSE OF FANNY BUR-\\nNEY LORD ORFORD S DEATH AND\\nHIS MEMOIRS -179\\nXIV. ORGANISED OPPOSITION TO SCHOOLS\\nBLAGDEN SCHOOL CLOSED ^LET-\\nTER TO AND FROM THE BISHOP OF\\nBATH BUILDING OF BARLEY WOOD\\nTHE PRINCESS CHARLOTTE\\nSEVERE ILLNESS DEATH OF DR.\\nPORTEUS 187\\nXV. CCELEBS IN SEARCH OF A WIFE\\nMACAULAY S BOYHOOD INTIMACY\\nWITH HANNAH MORE PRACTICAL\\npiety DEATH OF MARY MORE\\nFETE AT BARLEY WOOD DEATHS", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0023.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "Xll\\nContents\\nOF ELIZABETH AND SALLY MORE\\nVISITORS TO BARLEY WOOD THE\\nHOUSE LEFT DESOLATE 20I\\nXVI. THE QUEEN OF BARLEY WOOD\\nLAST BOOK WRITTEN CHILD VISIT-\\nORS PERSONAL APPEARANCE AT\\nEIGHTY THE STIRRED NEST\\nREMOVAL TO CLIFTON FALLING\\nASLEEP 217", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0024.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "ILLUSTRATIONS\\nHANNAH MORE AT THE AGE OF 40 Frontispiece\\nFrom the painting by John Opie.\\nDAVID GARRICK 46\\nFrom a design bv N. Dance.\\nHANNAH MORE AT THE AGE OF ]0 80\\nWILLIAM WILBERFORCE, M.P. I26\\nFrom a painting by J. Rising.\\nHANNAH MORE s TREE AT COWSLIP GREEN. I 36\\nWRINGTON, FROM branch s CROSS TREE 170^\\nTradition says tlie IVrington victims of\\nJeffreys s Bloody Assi{es were hanged\\nin this old tree.\\nBARLEY WOOD, SOMERSETSHIRE 194\\ny4s it was during Hannah More s residence\\nthere.\\nBARLEY WOOD, AS IT NOW IS 202\\nHannah More s own rooms were in the\\nbay at the left of picture.\\nxiii", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0025.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "XIV\\nIllustrations\\nWRINGTON GREEN\\nPAGE\\n2\\\\0\\nHANNAH MORE S GRAVE IN WRINGTON\\nCHURCHYARD.\\n228\\nv/", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0026.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "HANNAH MORE", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0027.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0028.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "HANNAH MORE\\nCHAPTER I\\nBIRTH\u00e2\u0080\u0094 INFANCY CHILDHOOD EARLY DREAMS\\nEARLY in the eighteenth century, the\\ngrammar-school in Norwich, Eng-\\nland, had more than a local reputation.\\nThe head master was a brother of the\\nReverend Samuel Clarke, D.D., the learned\\nopponent of Hobbes, Spinoza, and other\\nleaders in the lusty new school of free-\\nthinking, the germs of which heresy were\\nbrought to Great Britain from the Con-\\ntinent. The pedagogue brother of the\\nphilosopher and theologian was especially\\neminent as an instructor in languages and\\nin the classics. One of his most promising\\npupils in these branches was Jacob More,\\nthe son of a Suffolk gentleman. The\\nyouth was educated for the Church, and\\nI", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0029.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "2 Hannah More\\nremained, to the end of his days, a Tory\\nand High Churchman. Before he could\\ntake orders, the estate he had been brought\\nup to consider his rightful inheritance was\\nlost to him by a lawsuit, and passed, with\\nThorpe Hall, the family mansion, a fine old\\nplace near Aldborough, Suffolk, to a cousin\\nand an enemy.\\nMr. More left his native county a poor\\nand a disappointed man, to become the\\nprincipal of a foundation-school near Sta-\\npleton in Gloucester. While holding this\\nposition, he married the daughter of a\\nwell-to-do farmer, a woman of clear,\\nsound sense, fair education, and singular\\ndiscretion.\\nJacob More s mother was a staunch\\nPresbyterian and remarkable for the sim-\\nplicity and integrity of her principles. In\\nher hale old age she fed the active minds\\nand lively imaginations of the elder grand-\\ndaughters with stories of her uncles who\\nhad fought for the faith under Oliver\\nCromwell, and of her childish experiences\\nof forbidden conventicles held in her father s\\nhouse. To these unlawful assemblies\\nflocked men and women in the dead of\\nwintry nights, through sleet and snow, to", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0030.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "Birth 3\\njoin in services conducted by a proscribed\\nminister lodged secretly in the More liome-\\nstead. While the meeting was in progress,\\nthe host stood in the outer hall, drawn\\nsword in hand, stern of visage, keen of\\neye, every sense on the alert for the stealthy\\nfootsteps of paid spies, or the tramp of\\nsoldiery commissioned to break up the\\ngathering and hale the ringleaders to\\nprison and to judgment. The narrator and\\nher sisters walked four miles to church\\nevery Sunday and in all weathers, she\\nwould boast to her round-eyed listeners,\\nwhereas the girls of the later generation let\\nrain or heat keep them at home. How\\nlittle she had suffered from the fatigue and\\nexposure was proved by her habit of rising\\nbefore sunrise in winter and summer when\\nshe was over eighty, and that she lived to\\nbe ninety-odd.\\nAmong other anecdotes illustrative of her\\nstrength of mind and will, was one re-\\ncounting how when once seized with ver-\\ntigo, threatening apoplexy, she had opened\\na vein in her own arm, without waiting\\nfor the surgeon, who lived three miles away.\\nThe constitutional headaches from which\\nher granddaughter Hannah suffered all her", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0031.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "4 Hannah More\\nlife long were undoubtedly an inheritance\\nfrom the dauntless ancestress who used the\\nlancet boldly to relieve pain and the menac-\\ning pressure upon the brain.\\nHannah More was born in 1743, and was\\nthe youngest but one of Jacob More s five\\ndaughters, Mary, Elizabeth, Sarah, Han-\\nnah, and Martha. He had no son. As was\\nthe commendable custom of the times, the\\ngirls received the rudiments of scholastic\\neducation at home. The Mores were not\\nrich enough to have a governess. The\\nmother taught her children to read and to\\nwrite, taking each in the order of her age.\\nWhen Hannah, at three-and-a-half, was\\nadjudged to be old enough to learn her\\nletters, the amazed parent discovered that\\nshe could read already, having picked up\\nthe alphabet and the knack of combining\\nletters into words from listening to her\\nsisters lessons while she was supposed to\\nbe busy with her dolls in a corner of the\\nschoolroom.\\nShe was a fragile baby, subject to fre-\\nquent attacks of illness. These she bore\\nwith patient sweetness so long as her\\nnurse, an intelligent woman who had lived\\nfor several years in Dryden s family, would", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0032.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "Infancy 5\\ntell her stories of the poet and repeat his\\nverses to her. We see the precocious mite,\\nat eight years of age, perched upon her\\nfather s knee, listening to his recitations\\nfrom Dryden and Pope, and begging for\\nothers from Virgil, Horace, and Homer. He\\nwould quote from the Greek and Latin\\nclassics in the original, to gratify her ear\\nwith the sound then translate them\\ninto English.\\nThe scene indicated is as charming as it\\nis singular the baby-face lifted, as a bud\\nto the sun, as her ear drank in the sonorous\\nGreek and stately periods of the Latin the\\ngrave scholar always more or less ab-\\nstracted from the commonplaces of the\\npresent life forgetful of her youth and\\nsex in enjoyment of his beloved masters in\\nliterature. He dwelt particularly, we\\nread, upon the parallels and wise sayings\\nof Plutarch.\\nOne of the many wise sayings of his\\npupil in her maturer years was that the\\nconversation of an enlightened parent or\\npreceptor constitutes one of the best parts\\nof education.\\nMrs. Jacob More was far from being the\\nequal of her husband in erudition. That", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0033.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "6 Hannah More\\nher mind was as good in quality as his,\\nand her views of people and life broader\\nand more sagacious, is apparent from her\\ndetermination that her daughters should\\nhave all the instruction their intellects could\\nassimilate. The father held, in force, the\\nthen popular prejudice against learned\\nwomen, or, as he put it, female ped-\\nantry. To please himself, he began to\\nteach Hannah Latin and mathematics. Ac-\\ncustomed, as he was, to the average\\nBritish schoolboy s style of study and his\\nrate of progress, he was actually alarmed\\nat his little girl s thirst for knowledge,\\nand the ease and rapidity with which\\nshe mastered her lessons. His solicitude\\nwas rather lest he should develop in his\\nown home one of the genus dreaded by all\\nsorts and conditions of right-thinking, God-\\nfearing Englishmen, than apprehension for\\nthe child s health of mind and body.\\nAgainst the mother s wishes, the Latin\\nand mathematical studies were brought to\\nan abrupt end, and the infant prodigy was\\nturned out to pasture, mentally. Sensible\\nmodern parents would do the like, but\\nfrom a different motive. The ardent mind\\nwould have worn out the delicate frame, or", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0034.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "Childhood 7\\ngiven way in itself, under the unnatural\\npressure.\\nCertain features in the home-life of the\\nMores at this date remind us of the Alcott\\nhousehold in classic Concord. The scholar-\\nly, dreamy, unpractical father the strong-\\nminded, strong-hearted mother the group\\nof affectionate sisters, set apart from other\\ngirls of their age and station by bookish\\ntastes and unchildlike ambitions were the\\nsame in both homes. There is, also, much\\nin the history of the Stapleton family which\\nrecalls the Brontes, making in their moorland\\nparsonage a world of thought and action\\nfor themselves. Had Mrs. Bronte s health\\nallowed her to direct the education of her\\ndaughters, and her life been spared until\\nCharlotte was grown, the great novelist s\\ncareer might have been more like Hannah\\nMore s than we now believe possible. We\\nrecall Charlotte s home-made library as\\ndescribed in the Catalogue of My Boohs,\\nwith the Date of Their Cotiipletion, all writ-\\nten in miniature pamphlets also home-\\nmade of the backs of letters and blank\\nfragments of account-books, when we\\nhear of Hannah s essays and moral tales\\nscribbled upon stray scraps of paper", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0035.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "8 Hannah More\\nhoarded by her for that purpose. These\\ncompositions were secreted in the most\\nremote corner of a cubby-hole under\\nthe eaves, in which the housemaid kept\\nbrooms, brushes, and dust-pan.\\nCharlotte Bronte was the story-teller at\\nschool, throwing her room-mates into par-\\noxysms of terror and delight by gruesome\\ntragedy and blood-curdling ghost-story.\\nHannah More prattled essay, poem, or tale,\\nalways with some well-directed moral,\\nto the younger sister who was her bed-\\nfellow. In the excess of her admiration,\\nthe wee listener once and again sprang out\\nof bed and rushed down-stairs for a candle\\nand a bit of paper upon which these\\nwonders of composition could be written\\ndown. If she waited until morning she\\nmight forget part of what she had heard,\\nand Hannah would never repeat herself.\\nThere were fine goings-on in the nursery\\nat the top of the house, which was also\\nthe schoolroom in study-hours. Books\\nwere written there and read aloud to an\\nappreciative audience of four after which\\na chair was laid upon its back, rigged out\\nas a post-chaise with cushions, and at-\\ntached by reins to another prostrate chair.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0036.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "Childhood 9\\nIn this conveyance Hannah invited her\\nsisters to ride with her to London. Her\\nerrand there was ever the same to take\\nher latest MS. to the publishers. Having\\ndisposed of it thus, and satisfactorily, she\\nwould go in state to call upon the Bishop\\nof London. To be received as a welcome\\nvisitor by a Church dignitary, and to be\\nhand-in-glove with publishers who were\\nthe sponsors of books, was a dream never\\ndismissed until it was fulfilled.\\nIn the nursery-talks of the impossible\\ngolden days each longed to have come to\\nher, when Martha wished for money, and\\nSarah for a pony, Hannah s aspiration never\\nvaried. She would like to have money\\nenough to buy a whole quire of paper for\\nher very own use. Her wish was granted\\nby her mother as a holiday-gift, and the\\nchild fell to work to write it full. Not a\\nblank page remained at the end of a week.\\nMrs. More took the trouble to read the\\nMSS. through. All rang changes upon\\none theme. The child, the mother of the\\nwoman-who-was-to-be, knew nothing of\\nevil except from the grown-people s books\\nshe had devoured. Yet she had drawn up\\nletters to imaginary gamesters, drunkards,", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0037.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "10 Hannah More\\nthieves, Sabbath-breakers, and poachers\\npleading with them to abandon their evil\\nworks and turn to righteousness. With\\nthe optimistic faith of childhood she had,\\nlikewise, indited replies from each of the\\noffenders against conscience and law, de-\\nclaring that they were pricked in their\\nhearts by the admonitions they had re-\\nceived, and were, one and all, resolved to\\ngo and sin no more. To right a crooked\\nworld was her fondest dream and loftiest\\nambition. Her pen was the wand that\\nwas to dispel darkness and create light.\\nMr. and Mrs. More were agreed upon\\none point as to the education of their five\\nbright daughters who would enter life\\nportionless. Each should be trained to\\nsome profession or craft by which she could\\nmaintain herself when her parents could no\\nlonger provide for her. But one avenue\\nwas open for impecunious gentlewomen.\\nThe decision of children and parents was\\nthe same the Brontes were to make three-\\nquarters of a century thereafter. The girls\\nwould establish a home-school for girls in\\nBristol or in the neighbourhood of that\\nplace. With this definite end in view,\\nMary, the eldest of the five, was entered as", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0038.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "Early Dreams 1 1\\na pupil in a French boarding-school at Bris-\\ntol, going into town every Monday morn-\\ning and returning to her home on Friday\\nafternoon. Saturday was for her the busiest\\nday of the seven. Assembled in the school-\\nroom, her four sisters had an elaborate\\nresume of all she had studied during the\\nweek. The mother provided them with\\nsuch text-books as the senior sister used in\\nthe French seminary, and the lessons for the\\nensuing week were marked for them to\\nstudy under the mother s supervision.\\nIt is strongly illustrative of the family\\nenergy and a high tribute to Mrs. More s\\nadministrative ability that, by the help of\\nthe tuition acquired, second-hand, from\\none who was herself a mere girl, the home-\\nclass kept abreast of those which had the\\nadvantage of paid professional instructors.\\nIn the palmy days of her society triumphs,\\nHannah More was remarkable for the purity\\nof her spoken French, and wrote in that\\nlanguage with ease and propriety. The\\nfoundation of this proficiency was laid in\\nthe Saturday drill in the nursery school-\\nroom. Practice was gained through the\\nMores association with several French\\nofficers, prisoners-of-war on parole, who", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0039.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "12 Hannah More\\nlodged in Stapleton. They were welcome\\nand frequent visitors to Mr. More s house,\\nand ten-year-old Hannah was gradually\\nestablished in the office of interpreter be-\\ntween them and her parents. Mrs. More\\nwas ignorant of the language except for the\\nsmattering she had picked up from listening\\nto her eldest daughter s instructions to her\\njuniors, and from superintending their stud-\\nies in that tongue. Mr. More read French\\nwith as much facility as he read Greek and\\nLatin, but, as with many another scholar,\\nspoken French was a worse than dead\\nlanguage to his ears.\\nThe courtly guests made a great pet of\\nthe pretty and clever go-between, and,\\nbut for her sensible mother, would have\\nturned her head with their flatteries. With\\nthat eclectic property of mind and taste\\nwhich was a natural endowment and, in\\nafter days, was to contribute largely to\\nher popularity and usefulness, she seized\\nupon all that could accrue to her real bene-\\nfit in this intercourse, and the evil passed\\nharmlessly by her. To those months of\\ncompanionship with polished citizens of the\\ngayest world known to civilised peoples,\\nshe owed much of the suave grace of", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0040.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "Early Dreams 13\\nmanner and address which, in a provincial\\ndebtitaiite, captivated and puzzled fashion-\\nable London. Her rare gift of repartee was\\nbrought into play in bandying wits with\\nthe officers, and polished by the medium of\\nthe facile, ingenious tongue. While with\\nthem she thought, as well as conversed, in\\nFrench, Her father s somewhat formal\\nharangues, and the plain, common-sensible\\nobservations of her mother, were uncon-\\nsciously adapted by the sensitive, tactful\\ninterpreter to harmonise with the graceful\\nphraseology and lively turns of speech in\\nwhich the replies were couched.\\nHannah was but twelve years of age\\nwhen Mary opened the long-anticipated\\nschool in the cathedral town of Bristol,\\nthen, as now, remarkable for the general\\nculture of the middle classes, and the num-\\nber of scholarly and distinguished people\\nwho were born there, or who had chosen\\nit as a place of residence.\\nThomas Chatterton was a boy of five,\\nplaying and dreaming in the Cathedral close\\nwhere his uncle was a verger, when the\\nMisses More announced to the public the es-\\ntablishment of their Select School for Young\\nLadies, where all the branches of a solid and", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0041.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "14 Hannah More\\ngenteel English education were to be taught,\\nincluding geography, with the use of the\\nglobes, ornamental needlework, painting\\nupon velvet, and music also, French and\\nItalian. Amos Cottle, the book-loving\\nbookseller, whose admiration for Words-\\nworth and Southey tempted Byron s lash\\nand won for the Bristol tradesman im-\\nmortality in two lines of English Bards and\\nScotch Reviewers, was the Mores con-\\ntemporary and friend. Peach, an erudite\\nlinen-draper, the chum and critic of David\\nHume, affiliated with the accomplished\\nfather and daughters soon after their re-\\nmoval to his native town. Ferguson, the\\nastronomer, a frequent lecturer before liter-\\nary associations in Bristol, was another\\ncherished acquaintance of a family which,\\nat once, took rank among the best people\\nof the conservative old city.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0042.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER II\\nthe bristol school for young ladies\\nHannah s proficiency in learning\\nsearch after happiness first love\\naffair mr. turner\\nTHE More seminary was a close corpora-\\ntion. Mary was principal Elizabeth,\\nhousekeeper Sarah, vice-principal Han-\\nnah and ten-year-old Martha were enrolled\\namong the scholars of the first term.\\nThe valuable library owned by Jacob\\nMore, as a country gentleman dwelling in\\nhis ancestral halls, had shared in the wreck\\nof his fortunes. Hannah was made ac-\\nquainted with the classics English, Greek,\\nand Latin through her father s retentive\\nand teeming memory. What she had\\nheard had but whetted her appetite for the\\nbanquet awaiting her in Bristol, where\\nbooks by the score were bought for the\\n15", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0043.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "1 6 Hannah More\\nschool and for the teachers of belles-lettres.\\nThe next four years were a continuous\\nrevel to the eager intellect, a feast of fat\\nthings not appreciable by the jaded palates\\nof those born to a plethora of modern liter-\\nature. She studied Milton, Pope, Shake-\\nspeare, and Dryden with avidity, read and\\nre-read Addison until her style took form\\nand color from that master of perfect Eng-\\nlish, Hundreds of pages were covered\\nwith essays, poems, and stories, all moral\\nand instructive. At sixteen, she was moved\\nto write an ode expressive of her enjoyment\\nof a series of lectures upon eloquence\\ndelivered in Bristol by Thomas Sheri-\\ndan, author, actor, and teacher of elocu-\\ntion, the accomplished father of a more\\nbrilliant son, Richard Brinsley Sheridan. A\\nfriend of the Mores took the pains to show\\nthe lines to the lecturer, who expressed sur-\\nprise at the age of the author, and asked for\\nan introduction to her. The acquaintance,\\nwhen obtained, increased his admiration for\\nher dawning genius, says a stilted biogra-\\nphy written a few years after her death.\\nFrom this we cull a pleasing anecdote of\\nthe impression made by Hannah s conver-\\nsation upon a physician called in to attend", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0044.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "The Search after Happiness 17\\nthe girl for a serious indisposition. At iiis\\nthird or fourth visit, he plunged into literary\\nand scientific talk as soon as he took his\\nseat by the patient s bed, and forgot for the\\nnext hour why he had come. Starting up\\nin a hurry upon discovering the length of\\nhis stay, he took an abrupt leave, checking\\nhimself on the stairs to call back How\\nare you to-day, my poor child\\nThe Search after Happiness: A Drama,\\ndryly characterised by one biographer as\\na highly-improving Pastoral, was writ-\\nten by Hannah More at seventeen, to be\\nacted by her sisters pupils in the school-\\nroom. It became, straightway, immensely\\npopular in other places and seminaries.\\nIn a now desolated Southern home I\\npored over a thin, leather-backed copy of\\nthis highly moral drama fifty years ago,\\nand found in it much interesting food for\\nthought. The frontispiece, disfigured, as\\nwere the printed pages, with the mysteri-\\nous yellow thumb-marks of time, showed\\nthe fair seekers, clad in short-waisted\\ngowns, and wide sashes tied directly under\\nthe arm-pits, garlands in their hair, high-\\nheeled shoes, and trim ankles plainly visible\\nunder the brief skirts then considered", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0045.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "1 8 Hannah More\\ndecorous, long gloves coming up to the el-\\nbows upon the hands linked in a loving\\nchain, as they sallied forth to consult the\\nlearned shepherdess, Urania, as to the hid-\\ning-place of the coy fugitive, Happiness.\\n1 fancied the central figure, Cleora, the\\nlearned maiden, must look like Hannah\\nMore, and was sorry when she made the\\ndamaging admission\\nThis the chief transport 1 from Science drew,\\nThat all might know how much Cleora knew.\\nIn reality, this shaft of satire, the most\\npolished in the whole production, was\\nnever deserved by her, then or ever. As\\ninfant, girl, and woman, she had enough\\nhonest praise and polite flattery to turn any\\nexcept a phenomenally strong head. How-\\never priggish her invariable bias for moral-\\nity may seem to us, she was ever modest\\nto humility, thoughtful for others before\\nshe gave a thought to her own welfare or\\nadvancement, enjoying all the good to be\\nextracted from her daily life with the sim-\\nplicity of a child.\\nIn the performance of the drama, over\\nwhich the gay and the sober Bristol people\\nwent wild, the author was also stage-man-", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0046.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "The Search after Happiness 19\\nager, costumer, and prompter, succeeding\\nso well in the combined capacities that the\\nplay ran through several nights, receiving\\nthe highest commendations from the local\\npress. A Bristol paper printed, about the\\nsame time, an English translation of an\\nItalian opera Hannah More had pencilled\\nwith flying fingers while the opera was in\\nprogress, for the benefit of a companion\\nwho complained that she could not compre-\\nhend what it all meant. She had made\\nequal advances in Spanish, and French\\nwas still a favourite tongue with her.\\nThe Wesleyan revival gained many con-\\nverts to the new movement in Bristol\\nwhile the Mores lived there, but, as is ap-\\nparent from the opera episode, Hannah did\\nnot incline to the asceticism inculcated by\\nthe leaders of the sect and practised in\\noutward observances by their converts.\\nBetween their Presbyterian forbears and\\ntheir father s High-Churchly proclivities the\\nMisses More had fallen upon the safe mid-\\ndle ground of evangelical Episcopacy, a\\ncomely body informed by a devout soul.\\nThey were thoughtful, religious women\\nafter the eighteenth-century pattern, says\\nMiss Yonge, devout and careful of their", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0047.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "20 Hannah More\\nown souls, but never looking beyond the\\nordinary duties about them.\\nAt eighteen, Hannah was an assistant in\\nthe family school, now one of the fixed\\nfacts of Bristol, of which the citizens were\\njustly proud. In Bristol society she was a\\nconspicuous figure, and might have been\\na belle had she cared for such a distinction.\\nRather below than above the medium\\nheight of women, s^ie was far prettier than\\nthe average younj^ girl. Her portrait,\\npainted by Opie when she was forty, gives\\na mature reproduction not a faded copy\\nof what she^was at twenty. Her features\\nwere delicate, clearly cut, and refined in\\nevery detail. Her hair, fine and abundant,\\nwas powdered after the fashion of the times,\\nenhancing the soft pallor of her complex-\\nion her dark eyes were well opened and\\nfull of light and expression. Her manners\\nwere always those of the gentle thorough-\\nbred, with not a touch of the school-mis-\\ntress s primness. Her conversation, in an\\nage when conversation was studied as a\\nfine art, was both sensible and brilliant.\\nJust the\u00c2\u00bbsort of fyoung creature, com-\\nments a biographef whose fresh, inno-\\ncent intelligence is especially captivating to\\ns h-", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0048.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "First Love Affair 21\\nthe elderly men with whom she converses,\\nfearless of all idea of coquetry.\\nShe was twenty-two when she accom-\\npanied two of the pupils of the More semin-\\nary upon a holiday visit to Belmont, a\\ncountry-house picturesquely situated among\\nthe hills bounding the valley of the Avon.\\nThe proprietor, Mr. Turner (whether wid-\\nower or bachelor is uncertain), was a man\\nof wealth and character. The eminently\\ndecorous annalist quoted a few pages back\\nthus sketches him\\nHe was a man of strict honour and integrity had\\nreceived a liberal education, and, among other recom-\\nmendations of an intellectual character, had cultivated a\\ntaste for poetry, and shown much skill in the embellish-\\nments of rural scenery, and the general improvement of\\nhis estate. But for the estate of matrimony he appears\\nto have wanted that essential qualification, a cheerful\\nand composed temper.\\nHis temper was sufficiently composed to\\nallow him to discover quickly that the com-\\npanions of his two cousins on this holiday\\nouting were two more than ordinarily\\ncharming young women. Martha, other-\\nwise Patty, More was with her sister. She\\nwas a girl of much intelligence and viva-\\ncity, but not comparable to the flower of the", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0049.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "22 Hannah More\\nMore family, who was two years her sen-\\nior. The host was forty-two, yet entered\\ncheerfully, for the nonce, into the pursuits\\nand gayety of his fair guests. The pro-\\nprieties were conserved by the residence at\\nBelmont of an elderly gentlewoman who\\npresided over the household. There were\\ndrives along the river, excursions to vari-\\nous places of interest in the vicinity, and\\nmuch rambling in the extensive grounds\\nwhich the owner meant to make the pride\\nof the countryside by carrying out his\\nschemes of intelligent landscape-gardening.\\nHannah, albeit city-bred, had a quick eye\\nfor natural beauties and artistic capabilities.\\nShe selected sites for grottoes, artificial\\nponds, and ingenious cascades, and, at the\\nhost s request, wrote appropriate mottoes,\\nverses, and sentimental apostrophes for\\neach, a fad in great favour then. It was a\\nfantasy of which there are still extant a few\\nillustrations even in our country, to en-\\ngross these inscriptions in clerkly charac-\\nters, or in old English letters, in black paint\\nupon white boards, and to attach them to\\ntrees or rocks among the scenes which\\nhad inspired them. Mr. Turner had this\\ndone with neatness and despatch, out of", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0050.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "First Love Affair 23\\ncompliment to the author, and, incidentally,\\nto the beauties of his demesne. The plac-\\nards, exactly like notices to trespassers,\\nwere left untouched upon the trees to which\\nthey were affixed during that love-making,\\nmidsummer vacation, until rusting nails and\\nrotting boards fell to pieces. The last dis-\\nappeared less than fifty years ago.\\nWhen Hannah More returned to Bristol,\\nshe was no stranger to the sentiment she\\nhad awakened in the heart of her elderly\\nhost. He followed her and pressed his\\nsuit so earnestly that she was soon be-\\ntrothed, with the prospect of so speedy a\\nmarriage that it was not worth her while\\nto resume school duties. She began, in-\\nstead, the preparation of a trousseau suit-\\nable for the lady of Belmont Manor. The\\nwedding-day was fixed, and the last stitch\\ntaken in the last gown the bride-cake was\\nordered, and the bridesmaids were chosen\\nfrom her sympathising sisters, when Mr.\\nTurner s cheerfulness, or his composure,\\nplayed him false, and he begged for a post-\\nponement of the ceremony. We have not\\nbeen told we never shall be told now\\nupon what pretext the extraordinary re-\\nquest was based. It must have seemed", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0051.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "24 Hannah More\\nreasonable to Hannah, for she made no\\nprotest, and allowed another day to be\\nnamed. Before this arrived, the bridegroom\\nagain showed signs of uneasiness, and at\\nlength asked for a second postponement.\\nThe third delay snapped the strained thread\\nof the elder sisters forbearance.\\nHer sisters and friends interfered, and\\nwould not permit her to be so treated and\\ntrifled with, testified a family connection\\nof the Turners, many years later. He\\ncontinued in the wish to marry her, but her\\nfriends, after his former conduct, and on\\nother accounts, persevered in keeping up\\nher determination not to renew the en-\\ngagement.\\nThe friend most prominent in this praise-\\nworthy decision was Dr. (afterward Sir)\\nJames Stonehouse. This gentleman, an\\neminent physician of Northampton, had\\ngiven up his profession on account of his\\nhealth, and when this was restored entered\\nthe Church. He was a near neighbour and\\nclose friend of the Mores, and especially\\nattached to Hannah, encouraging her in\\nher literary pursuits, and, so far as in him\\nlay, supplementing the abstracted, un-\\npractical father, who seems to have been", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0052.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "First Love Affair 25\\ncontent to be supported by his daughters\\nduring the last years of his life. Sir James\\nacted with decision when applied to by the\\nworried sisters, an appeal seconded by\\nHannah s weary eyes. Her position was\\nmore than painful. She had been at great\\nexpense in preparing her trousseau she\\nhad lost months of valuable time her\\nsuitor s vacillations had made her ridiculous\\nin the eyes of acquaintances and Bristol\\ngossips. When her fatherly friend bade\\nher release Mr. Turner, at once and defin-\\nitely, from the violated engagement, she\\ntook his advice and stood to her resolution.\\nThere was a final, and what must have\\nbeen a trying, interview between the two\\nlately betrothed parties. After agreeing to\\nseparate by mutual consent, a new ele-\\nment was introduced into the vexed affair,\\nso singular to our modes of thought and\\netiquette, that I prefer to leave the descrip-\\ntion to Miss More s quaint biographer,\\nWilliam Roberts, Esq., who wrote her\\nMemoirs within three years after she de-\\nparted this mortal life.\\nIn their last conversation, Mr. T. proposed to settle\\nan annuity upon her, a proposal which was with dignity\\nand firmness rejected, and the intercourse appeared to be", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0053.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "26 Hannah More\\nabsolutely at an end. Let it be recorded, however, in\\njustice to the memory of this gentleman, that his mind\\nwas ill at ease till an interview was obtained with Dr.\\nStonehouse, to whom he expressed his intention to se-\\ncure to Miss More, with whom he had considered his\\nunion as certain, an annual sum which might enable her\\nto devote herself to her literary pursuits, and compen-\\nsate, in som.e degree, for the robbery he had committed\\nupon her time.\\nDr. Stonehouse consulted with the friends of the\\nparties, and the consultation culminated in a common\\nopinion that, all things considered, a part ot the sum\\nproposed might be accepted without the sacrifice of deli-\\ncacy or propriety, and the settlement was made without\\nthe knowledge of the lady. Dr. Stonehouse consenting\\nto become the agent and trustee.\\nit was not, however, till some time after the affair\\nhad been thus concluded, that the consent of Miss More\\ncould be obtained by the importunity of her friends.\\nThe regard and respect of Mr. Turner for Miss More\\nwas continued through his life her virtues and excel-\\nlences were his favourite theme among his intimate\\nfriends, and at his death he bequeathed her a thousand\\npounds.\\nBeyond what was written by the serious\\nannalist sixty-odd years ago, absolutely\\nnothing is known of this strange and im-\\nportant episode in the life of her who was\\nto become a celebrity in the English world\\nof fashion and literature. The truth, baldly\\nstated, seems to be that the elderly country", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0054.jp2"}, "53": {"fulltext": "Mr. Turner 27\\ngentleman, while fascinated out of his con-\\nservative senses by the bright eyes and\\nwitty talk of his young guest when he was\\nwith her, was visited by harrowing doubts,\\nwhen the glamour cooled in his absence\\nfrom the enchantress, as to the wisdom of\\nresigning bachelor freedom and changing\\nhabits hardened by forty-odd years indulg-\\nence. Of course it is on the cards that\\ninfluences of which rumour dared not prate\\nmay have added their weight to detach\\nhim from the woman he had confidently\\nexpected to marry. We have no warrant\\nto go back of the record. When the ache\\nand the smart of the misadventure were\\nthoroughly cured in Hannah More s heart,\\nthe humour of the closing act must have\\ncommended itself to her lively imagination.\\nMr. Turner was a squire, hence a magis-\\ntrate, and versed in the law. He arraigned\\nhimself in the Court of Conscience as guilty\\nof an unjustifiable breach of promise\\njudged, convicted, and sentenced himself,\\nand would not release the offender until he\\nhad paid the uttermost farthing.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0055.jp2"}, "54": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER III\\nTHE BROKEN ENGAGEMENT FIRST VISIT TO\\nLONDON DR. |OHNSON AND THE REY-\\nNOLDSES\\nIT is not a matter of surprise that the\\nmany untoward and distressing cir-\\ncumstances attendant upon Hannah More s\\nbetrothal should have begotten in her a\\ndread of similar complications. But since\\nshe never professed to be in love with\\nMr. Turner at any period of the affair, and\\nsuffered more in pride and delicacy than in\\nheart at the outcome of the entanglement,\\nthe strength of her resolution never again\\nto think of marrying was remarkable and\\nabnormal. She told her sisters, calmly,\\nthat she put all such ideas out of her\\nmind for all time, and resumed her intel-\\nlectual and social duties as if the episode\\nhad been an incident, annoying for a time,\\n28", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0056.jp2"}, "55": {"fulltext": "The Broken Engagement 29\\nand now dismissed from speech and\\nthought as if it had not been. Her trous-\\nseau was taken into every-day wear she\\ndiscussed belles-lettres and MSS. with Sir\\nJames Stonehouse instead of Mr. Turner s\\nvagaries.\\nWhen, less than two years after the rup-\\nture of her engagement, she had another\\noffer of marriage from a younger and more\\nstable suitor, she negatived it with gentle\\ndignity.\\nAnd, says Mr. Roberts, as it happened in the\\nformer case, the attachment of the proposer was suc-\\nceeded by a cordial respect, which was met on her part\\nby a corresponding sentiment, and ended only with his\\nexistence. These incidents the reader of delicacy will\\nduly appreciate.\\nThe next four years passed quietly, al-\\nways busily, and, as we gather from an\\noccasional anecdote belonging to this in-\\nterval, not unhappily. One of these has\\nto do with her friendly intimacy with Dr.\\nLanghorne, an accomplished scholar of\\nwhom much was expected in his day, but\\nwhose letters to his clever protegee are his\\nonly claim upon our consideration. One\\nof these stories shows us the pair of friends", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0057.jp2"}, "56": {"fulltext": "30 Hannah More\\nstrolling along the sands at the little water-\\ning place of Weston-super-Mare, where\\nMiss More was sojourning for her health.\\nPausing where the sand was smooth and\\ndamp, the physician wrote this fulsome\\ndoggerel with his cane\\nAlong this shore\\nWalked Hannah More\\nWaves, let this record last.\\nSooner shall ye,\\nProud earth and sea,\\nThan what she writes, be past.\\nUpon the same surface, using the butt\\nof her riding-crop as a crayon, Hannah\\nreplied\\nSome firmer basis, polished Langhorne, choose\\nOn which to write the dictates of thy Muse\\nHer strains in solid characters rehearse,\\nAnd be thy tablets lasting as thy verse.\\nShe was twenty-seven years old when\\nthe oft-rehearsed journey to London, the\\nMecca of nursery-dreams and girlish am-\\nbitions, was made in body as in spirit.\\nBristol is less than a hundred and twenty\\nmiles from the metropolis, and the transit\\nby rail a matter of a few hours. Hannah\\nMore, her sister Martha, and a lady alluded", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0058.jp2"}, "57": {"fulltext": "First Visit to London 3 1\\nto in the Mores letters as the fair Clar-\\nissa, took a post-chaise for what was\\nthen a perilous journey through ditch-like\\nroads beset by highwaymen. She chroni-\\ncles their safe arrival in a letter to a friend\\na week after their perils were overpast.\\nThey were comfortably situated in Hen-\\nrietta Street, and beginning to enjoy Lon-\\ndon with the unsated relish of educated\\nprovincials. Already they had dined,\\ndrunk tea, and supped at Sir Joshua Rey-\\nnolds s house, where there was a brilliant\\ncircle of both sexes. Not, in general, liter-\\nary, though partly so, adds Hannah,\\njudicially, and that we were not suffered\\nto come away till one. As dinner was\\nprobably served not later than three p.m.,\\nand the visit included three meals, the circle\\nhad need to be brilliant to beguile time of\\ntediousness.\\nMiss Reynolds, Sir Joshua s sister, had\\npromised to introduce her to dear Dr.\\nJohnson, as soon as he should return to\\ntown. From the beginning to the end of\\nher sojourn in the Enchanted Land of her\\nvisions, he was to her the centre of attrac-\\ntion. Of the brilliant circle she remarks\\nin another letter Though the bright sun", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0059.jp2"}, "58": {"fulltext": "32 Hannah More\\n(Dr. Johnson) did not cheer us with his\\nrays, yet we had a constellation of the\\nAgreeables. She had already met Garrick,\\nand the foundation was laid for the warm\\nattachment to him and his charming wife\\nthat was to signify much to the three in days\\nto come. Mrs. Montague, one of the leaders\\nof the Bas Bleu/ had thrown open her\\ndoors to the Bristol strangers, introducing\\nthem to other constellations. They went to\\nHampton Court, to Twickenham, and to see\\nThe Rivals, a new comedy by Sheridan.\\nThe acting was indifferent and the play so\\nnearly a failure that Hannah s good-nature\\nleads her to apologise for it\\nI think he ought to be treated with great indul-\\ngence. Much is to be forgiven in an author of three-\\nand-twenty, whose genius is likely to be his chief\\ninheritance. 1 love him for the sake of his ingenious\\nand admirable mother. On the whole, I was tolerably\\nentertained.\\nComment upon the mutability of popular\\nopinion would be superfluous.\\nMost of her letters from London are, un-\\nluckily, dateless, but since two of her sis-\\nters were with her when she, at last, met\\nJohnson, the important event would seem\\nto have been postponed until her second", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0060.jp2"}, "59": {"fulltext": "Johnson and the Reynoldses 33\\npilgrimage to Mecca. Obliging Miss Rey-\\nnolds was their cicerone on the tremendous\\noccasion, and the lion was upon exhibition\\nin Sir Joshua Reynolds s drawing-room.\\nOn the way up-stairs the host tempered\\nHannah s joyous flutter by warning her\\nthat the Great One might be in one of his\\nmoods of sadness and silence.\\nInstead of which, behold the Lexico-\\ngrapher walking about the room with a pet\\nmacaw belonging to Sir Joshua upon his big\\nfist, and unbending his massive mind by\\ntalking to it. Still more surprising was the\\ngracious countenance turned upon the\\nblushing votary, and his accosting her\\nwith a verse from a Morning Hymn which\\nshe had written at the desire of Sir James\\nStonehouse. In the same pleasant humour\\nhe continued the whole evening. For\\nwhich hosts and guests were admiringly\\ngrateful.\\nNot a drop of cynical amusement mingles\\nwith the pleasure with which we read Sally\\nMore s epistolary narratives of her younger\\nsister s reception in the new and wonderful\\nworld they had entered. They are so naive\\nin their delight, so redolent of pure enjoy-\\nment in her darling s successes, with never", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0061.jp2"}, "60": {"fulltext": "34 Hannah More\\na thought of her own comparative insig-\\nnificance, as to disarm criticism of what\\nMr. Roberts calls the effusions of an\\nardent and intelligent country girl, who\\nfound herself suddenly introduced to the\\nchoicest society of the metropolis. Sally\\nwas more than ardent and intelligent. She\\nhad a lively sense of fun and a command\\nof her pen that fitted her, subsequently, to\\nbe Hannah s able collaborateuse in The\\nCheap Repository Tracts. But to her let-\\nters, written as we must bear in mind\\nfor the sisters left at home\\nSince I wrote last, Hannah has been introduced by\\nMiss Reynolds to Baretti and Edmund Burke (the sub-\\nlime and beautiful Burke From a large party of liter-\\nary persons assembled at Sir Joshua s she received the\\nmost encouraging compliments, and the spirit with\\nwhich she returned them was acknowledged by all\\npresent, as Miss Reynolds informed poor Us. Miss R.\\nrepeats her little poem by heart, with which also, the\\ngreat Johnson is much pleased.\\nAnother letter fairly bulges with the\\ngreat Johnson. Abyssinia s Johnson!\\nDictionary Johnson Rambler s, Idler s,\\nand Irene s Johnson The most amiable\\nand obliging of women Miss Reynolds,\\nhas taken the sisters to Dr. Johnson s\\nvery own house.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0062.jp2"}, "61": {"fulltext": "Johnson and the Reynoldses 35\\nMiss Reynolds told the doctor of all our rapturous\\nexclamations on the road. He shook his scientific head\\nat Hannah and said, She was a silly thing When\\nour visit was ended, he called for his hat (as it rained) to\\nattend us down a very long entry to our coach, and not\\nRasselas could have acquitted himself more en cavalier.\\nWe are engaged with him at Sir Joshua s, Wednesday\\nevening. What do you think of us\\nI forgot to mention that, not finding Johnson in the\\nlittle parlour, when we came in, Hannah seated herself\\nin his great chair, hoping to catch a little ray of his\\ngenius. When he heard it, he laughed heartily, and\\ntold her it was a chair in which he never sat.\\nThe Great Bear so seldom put himself to\\nthe trouble of being tolerably polite, that\\nwe do well to make grateful note of these\\ntwo audiences, granted to this one of his\\nworshippers. With all his affectation of\\ncontempt for the opinions of his fellow-men,\\nhe was as vain as the most empty-headed\\ncoxcomb who strutted in Piccadilly. Ad-\\nulation was the breath of his nostrils no\\nincense was too rank for his taste. Fanny\\nBurney, another of his adorers, thus paints\\nhim to her confidential crony, Mr. Crisp\\nHe had naturally a noble figure tall, stout, and\\nauthoritative but he stoops horribly his back is quite\\nround his mouth is continually opening and shutting,\\nas if he were chewing something. He has a singular\\nmethod of twirling his fingers, and twisting his hands", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0063.jp2"}, "62": {"fulltext": "36\\nHannah More\\nhis vast body is in constant agitation, see-sawing back-\\nwards and forwards his feet are never quiet, and his\\nwhole person looks often as if it were going to roll itself,\\nquite voluntarily, from his chair to the floor.\\nHis dress, considering the times, and that he had meant\\nto put on all his best becomes for he was engaged to\\ndine with a very fine party at JMrs. iVlontague s was as\\nmuch out of the common road as his figure. He had a\\nlarge, full, bushy wig, a snuff-color coat, with gold (or,\\nperadventure, brass) buttons, but no ruffles to his\\ndoughty fists and, not, 1 suppose, to be taken for a\\nBlue, though going to the Blue Queen, he had on very\\ncoarse black worsted stockings.\\nFanny goes on to show her idol Mrs.\\nThrale s, Mrs. Montague s, Hannah More s\\nidol pulling a book from the shelf, and,\\nstanding aloof from the company, which\\nhe seemed clean and clear to forget, begin-\\nning without further ceremony and very\\ncomposedly, to read to himself as intently\\nas if he had been alone in his own study.\\nAnd we were languishing, fretting,\\nexpiring to hear him talk not to see\\nhim read\\nYet Fanny Burney, in the noon-tide of\\nEvelina s popularity, repeats in a twitter\\nof rapture to Mr. Crisp that Dr. Johnson\\nhad said some sentences in that novel\\nmight do honour to Richardson.\\nFurthermore, that there was never a", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0064.jp2"}, "63": {"fulltext": "Johnson and the Reynoldses 37\\nbetter character drawn by Harry Fielding\\nor any otiier author, than her Mr. Smith\\nI almost poked myself under the table!\\nNever did I feel so delicious a confusion\\nsince I was born.\\nMore soberly as to phraseology, but with\\nequal gratification, Hannah More writes\\nhome\\nDr. Johnson asked me how I liked the new tragedy\\nof Bragan^a. I was afraid to speak before them all, as\\n1 knew a diversity of opinion prevailed among the\\ncompany. However, as I thought it a less evil to dissent\\nfrom the opinion of a fellow-creature than to tell a\\nfalsity, I ventured to give my sentiments, and was\\nsatisfied with Johnson s answering You are right,\\nMadam\\nHappy, unselfish Sally writes of another\\noccasion\\nTuesday evening we drank tea at Sir Joshua s with\\nDr. Johnson. Hannah is certainly a great favourite.\\nShe was placed next to him and they had the entire\\nconversation to themselves. They were both in re-\\nmarkably high spirits. It was certainly her lucky night.\\n1 never heard her say so many good things. The Old\\nGenius was extremely jocular, and the young one very\\npleasant. You would have imagined we had been at\\nsome comedy had you heard our peals of laughter. They\\nindeed tried which could pepper the highest, and it is\\nnot clear to me that the lexicographer was really the\\nhighest seasoner.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0065.jp2"}, "64": {"fulltext": "38 Hannah More\\nThe Bristol chrysalis had cast her shell\\nquite away, but could never reconcile the\\nlife of the social butterfly with her home-\\nmade conscience. When dressed for a\\ngreat dinner, she steadies the astounding\\nconstruction reared upon her head by the\\nperruquier while she writes to a sister of\\nher disgust at the\\npresent absurd, extravagant and fantastical way of\\ndressing the hair.\\nSimplicity and modesty are things so much ex-\\nploded that the very names are no longer remembered.\\nI have just escaped from one of the most fashionable\\ndisfigurers. I absolutely blush at myself and\\nturn from the glass with as much caution as a vain\\nbeauty just arisen from the small-pox.\\nOne of the clever bits that spiced her\\nletters and her talk compares the\\nhappy and easy way of filling a book with criticism of\\nsome eminent poet and with monstrous extracts, to a\\nspecies of cookery. They cut up their author into\\nchops, and, by adding a little crumbled bread of their\\nown, and tossing it up a little, they present it as a fresh\\ndish. You are to dine upon the poet the critic sup-\\nplies the garnish, yet has the credit as well as the profit,\\nof the whole entertainment.\\nThe Italian Opera, as given in London,\\njarred upon her ideas of fitness and pro-\\npriety.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0066.jp2"}, "65": {"fulltext": "Johnson and the Reynoldses 39\\nBear me, some God, O quickly bear me hence,\\nTo wholesome solitude, the muse of\\nSense, I was going to add in the\\nwords of Pope, till I remembered that\\npence had a more appropriate meaning,\\nand was as good a rhyme, is an oft-\\nquoted passage from her sisterly corre-\\nspondence.\\nThis apostrophe broke from me, on coming from the\\n(London) Opera the first I ever did, the last 1 trust I\\nshall ever go to. Yet I find the same people are seen at\\nthe Opera every night an amusement written in a\\nlanguage the greater part of them do not understand,\\nand performed by such a set of beings Going to the\\nOpera, like getting drunk, is a sin that carries its own\\npunishment with it, and that a very severe one.\\nHer rector. Dr. Stonehouse, had written\\nto her kindly and seriously relative to the\\nSunday evening gathering in Mrs. Mon-\\ntague s salon. She sends through her sister\\nher thanks for his seasonable admoni-\\ntions, adding that Conscience had infused\\na drop of wormwood into the cup of\\npleasure before she heard from him.\\nSabbath-keeping in the Bristol house-\\nhold was Presbyterian in strictness, and the\\nblandishments of town society could not\\ndo away with the habit based upon her", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0067.jp2"}, "66": {"fulltext": "40 Hannah More\\nparents principles. She spent the next\\nSunday afternoon at Mrs. Boscawen s in\\ncompany with Mrs. Carter, Mrs. Montague,\\nand Mrs. Elizabeth Chapone. The con-\\nversation was sprightly, but serious, yet we\\ndetect a smack of puritanical intolerance in\\nthe sequitur\\nThey are all ladies of high character for piety, of\\nwhich, however, I do not think their visiting on Sun-\\ndays any proof, for though their conversation is edifying,\\nthe example is bad. The more 1 see of the\\nhonoured, famed, and great, the more I see of the\\nlittleness, the unsatisfactoriness of all created good, and\\nthat no earthly pleasure can fill up the wants of the im-\\nmortal principle within. Tell me, then, what\\nis it to be wise? This, you will say, is exhibiting the\\nunfavourable side of the picture of humanity, but it is the\\nright side, the side that shows the likeness.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0068.jp2"}, "67": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER IV\\nLONDON AGAIN SIR ELDRED OF THE BOWER\\nTHE GARRICKS AND THE COTTONS\\nHANNAH MORE S third visit to the great\\nmetropolis had a specific purpose.\\nAn important part in the nursery dream\\nwas still unfulfilled. She had consorted\\nwith authors, and been hailed as a kindred\\nspirit by celebrities the visit to the pub-\\nlisher was now to become fact and history.\\nI have been so fed with flattering atten-\\ntions that I think 1 will venture to try what\\nis my real value, was her shrewd remark\\nafter the incense had cooled and her nerves\\nrecovered from their flutter in the quiet\\ncommonplaceness of sober, commercial\\nBristol. Her test was two ballads, in a\\nvein that seems to us a tame imitation of\\nPercy s Reliques.\\nThe moral element must be ingeniously\\n41", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0069.jp2"}, "68": {"fulltext": "42 Hannah More\\ninstilled into the story and poem of to-day\\nstirred in, as the cook introduces kitchen\\nbouquet, a suspicion of cayenne into an\\nentree, or vanilla into custard. The com-\\npounding is done according to Sydney\\nSmith s salad recipe\\nLet garlic s atoms lurk within the bowl,\\nAnd unseen, animate the whole.\\nHannah More s moral was the piece de\\nresistance in every literary feast she offered\\nto the public.\\nIn the longer of the two poems she car-\\nried in her portmanteau up to town, Sir\\nEldred of the Bower, the moral and the\\ntragic run neck-and-neck, from post to\\nfinish, but the former is the favourite with\\nthe author, and apparently with her public.\\nIt is a decisive proof of the completeness\\nof her recovery from the unhappiness con-\\nsequent upon her ill-starred betrothal, that\\nthe second poem was a revision of verses\\nwritten during the mid-summer vacation at\\nBelmont, and doubtless read in their rough\\nform to Mr. Turner. They were founded\\nupon a legend of the Avon valley, a story\\nof man s fickleness and late useless re-\\nmorse, woman s constancy and death. Had", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0070.jp2"}, "69": {"fulltext": "Sir Eldred of the Bower 43\\nthe writer s heart retained the slightest\\nsensitiveness on the subject of her own\\nslighted affection and her wooer s vacilla-\\ntion, she would not have invited the probe\\nof memory.\\nCadell, the fashionable publisher of the\\nyear, not only accepted the brace of poems,\\nbut paid her what she considered a hand-\\nsome sum for them, engaging to supple-\\nment this by a second payment, upon\\npublication, that would bring up the\\namount to what Goldsmith had received\\nfor The Deserted tillage, six years before.\\nMiss Reynolds, Mrs. Montague, Mrs. Cha-\\npone, Mrs. Vesey, and others of the Bas-\\nB/eu coterie fell in love with the verses\\nout of hand Sir Eldred was the theme in\\nall polite circles the Garricks were enrap-\\ntured, the eminent tragedian giving parlour\\nrecitations of the new publication to tearful\\ndrawing-room audiences. Furthermore,\\nhe wrote some clever verses descriptive of\\nthe chagrin of man at a woman s triumph\\nuntil Apollo offers a placebo:\\nTrue, cries the god of verse, t is mine,\\nAnd now the farce is o er.\\nTo vex proud man, I wrote each line,\\nAnd gave them Hannah More", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0071.jp2"}, "70": {"fulltext": "44 Hannah More\\nBest of all, Johnson not only pronounced\\nSir Eldred and the Avondale legend of The\\nBleeding Rock vastly superior to the embryo\\nBishop s Reliques of Ancient English Poetry,\\nbut sealed his approval by the condescen-\\nsion of an added verse to the body of Sir\\nEldred.\\nHe has invited himself to drink tea with us to-\\nmorrow, that we may read Sir Eldred together, writes\\nHannah to a sister. I shall not tell you what he said\\nof it, but to me the best part of his flattery was that he\\nrepeats all the best stanzas by heart with the energy,\\nthough not with the grace, of a Garrick.\\nShe was never nearer betraying unbe-\\ncoming and more uncharacteristic vanity\\nthan when her sister Martha wrote to Bristol\\nof the danger of a wedding between Sir\\nEldred s mother and the father of my\\nmuch loved Irene.\\nThis last-named ponderous drama was,\\nby now, defunct to the general reader, but\\nhad run for over a week at Drury Lane in\\n1749, and netted the author a sum equal\\nto fifteen hundred dollars. With authorly\\nfatuousness not peculiar to himself, Johnson\\nrated it highly, and Hannah s acquiescence\\nin his judgment was a stroke of guileless\\ndiplomacy.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0072.jp2"}, "71": {"fulltext": "Sir Eldred of the Bower 45\\nMrs. Montague says, continues the sisterly epistle\\nbefore us, If tender words are the precursors of con-\\nnubial engagements, we may expect great things, for it\\nis nothing but Child, Little Fool, Love, and\\nDearest. After much critical discourse he turns around\\nto me, and with one of his most amiable looks which\\nmust be seen to form the least idea of it he says I\\nhave heard that you are engaged in the useful and\\nhonourable employment of teaching young ladies\\nWon by his amiable affability, Martha\\ngives him the history of our birth, par-\\nentage, and education. After hearing it\\nall\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nI love you both cried the Inamorato. 1 love\\nyou all five 1 never was at Bristol. 1 will come on\\npurpose to see you. What five women live happily\\ntogether 1 will come and see you. 1 have spent a\\nhappy evening. 1 am glad I came God forever bless\\nyou You live lives to shame duchesses\\nHe took his leave with so much warmth and tender-\\nness that we were quite affected at his manner.\\nWe twentieth-century readers would be\\nmore affected had we not heard the tender-\\nhearted boor call Fanny Burney names as\\nsweet as those he showers upon the mother\\nof Sir Eldred\u00e2\u0080\u0094 also\u00e2\u0080\u0094 a. little toad while\\nhe tweaked one of her pink ears.\\nThe affectionate elder sister appends to\\nthe letter which 1 have quoted in part", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0073.jp2"}, "72": {"fulltext": "46\\nHannah More\\nIf Hannah s head stands proof against all the adula-\\ntion and kindness of the great folks here, why then,\\n1 will venture to say that nothing of this kind will hurt\\nher hereafter. Two carriages at the door Mrs. Bos-\\ncawen and Dr. Johnson the latter to take us to an\\nauction of pictures the former paid a short visit that\\nshe might not break in upon our engagements. Dr.\\nJohnson and Hannah, last night, had a violent quarrel,\\ntill at length laughter ran so high on all sides that\\nargument was confounded in noise. The gallant youth\\nat one in the morning set us down at our lodgings.\\nHannah s head was steady enough to\\nendure four or five hours of study, daily,\\nand of one day she records, I wrote ten\\nhours yesterday. Good taste and common\\nsense revolted at certain London fashions.\\nShe hates admixture of finery and mean-\\nness she finds her dislike of what are\\ncalled public diversions greater than ever,\\nexcept a play. When Garrick has left the\\nstage she could be very well contented to\\nrelinquish plays also, and to live in London\\nwithout ever again setting her foot in a\\npublic place.\\nHer scathing criticism of women s society\\ncostumes is too good to be abridged\\n1 am annoyed by the foolish absurdity of the pres-\\nent mode of dress. Some ladies carry on their heads a\\nlarge quantity of fruit, and yet they would despise", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0074.jp2"}, "73": {"fulltext": "PORTRAIT OF DAVID QARRICK\\nFROM A DESIGN BY N. DANCE", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0075.jp2"}, "74": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0076.jp2"}, "75": {"fulltext": "Sir Eldred of the Bower 47\\na poor, useful member of society who carried it there\\nfor the purpose of selling it for bread. Some, at the\\nback of their perpendicular caps, hang four or five\\nostrich feathers of different colours. Spirit of Addison\\nthou pure and gentle shade, arise Thou, who, with\\nsuch fine humour and such polished sarcasm, didst lash\\nthe cherry-coloured hood and the party patches, and\\ncut down, with a trenchant sickle, a whole harvest of\\nfollies and absurdities awake The follies thou didst\\nlash were but the beginning of follies, and the absurdi-\\nties thou didst censure were but the seeds of absurdities.\\nOh, that thy master-spirit, speaking and chiding in thy\\ngraceful page, could recall the blushes and collect the\\nscattered and mutilated remnants of female modesty\\nWhat she did enjoy with her whole\\nheart was the company she met at the\\nGarricks town-house, where she was a\\nfavoured habitiiee, and intimate association\\nwith the members of the Bas Bleu, some\\nof whose names appear in a much-talked-of\\nanonymous skit published in the Morning\\nHerald of March 12, 1782\\nHannah More s pathetic pen.\\nPainting high the impassioned scene\\nCarter s piety and learning\\nLittle Burney s quick discerning\\nCowley s neatly-pointed wit\\nHealing those her satires hit.\\nLet Chapone retain a place\\nAnd the mother of her Grace,", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0077.jp2"}, "76": {"fulltext": "48 Hannah More\\nEach art of conversation knowing,\\nHigh-bred, elegant Boscawen\\nThrale, in whose expressive eyes\\nSits a soul above disguise\\nLucan, Levison, Greville, Crewe,\\nFertile-minded Montague, etc.\\nDeep, wholesome content, with joy-\\nbeads rising from the bottom, to glitter\\nupon the surface of the cup, is in a portion\\nof another home-bulletin\\nIt is not possible for anything on earth to be more\\nagreeable to my taste than my present manner of life. I\\nam so m.uch at my ease have a great many hours at my\\nown disposal read my own books, and see my own\\nfriends, and, whenever 1 please, may join the most\\npolished and delightful society in the world. Our\\nbreakfasts are little literary societies. There is generally\\ncompany at meals, as they [the Garricks] think it\\nsaves time by avoiding the necessity of seeing people\\nat other times. Mr. Garrick sets the highest value upon\\nhis time of anybody 1 know. From dinner to tea we\\nlaugh, chat, and talk nonsense. The rest of the time is\\ngenerally devoted to study. I detest and avoid public\\nplaces more than ever, and should make a miserably\\nfine lady. What most people come to London for,\\nwould keep xnt from it.\\nAll the same, in a moderate party of\\nforty agreeable people assembled at Mrs.\\nVesey s, there were a dozen titled lords", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0078.jp2"}, "77": {"fulltext": "A State Trial 49\\nand ladies and a select company much\\ntoo large to please me at Sir Joshua\\nReynolds s Richmond house comprised\\nGibbon, the Burke brothers, Lord Pitt, and\\nLord Mahon, together with David Garrick\\nand other notables, while Lord North and\\nour noble neighbours, the Pembrokes,\\nwere frequent guests. Garrick gave her a\\nticket to Westminster Hall where Eliza-\\nbeth, calling herself Duchess Dowager of\\nKingston, had a State trial a. sight,\\nwhich for beauty and magnificence ex-\\nceeded anything which those who were\\nnever present at a coronation, or a trial by\\npeers, can have the least notion of. Mrs.\\nGarrick and Miss More, in full dress, were\\nthe guests of the Duke of Newcastle, whose\\nhouse adjoined the HaU.\\nHannah s graphic description of the scene\\nhas this homely touch\\nI must not omit one of the best things. We had\\nonly to open a door to get at a very fine cold collation\\nof all sorts of meats and wines, with tea, etc., a privilege\\nconfined to those who belonged to the Duke of New-\\ncastle. I fancy the peeresses would have been glad of\\nour places at the trial, for 1 saw Lady Derby and the\\nDuchess of Devonshire with their work-bags full of good\\nthings. Their rank and dignity did not exempt them\\nfrom the villainous appetites of eating and drinking.\\n4", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0079.jp2"}, "78": {"fulltext": "50 Hannah More\\nIn a word, the brilliant provincial the\\nex-teacher of Bristol tradesmen s daughters\\nwas, as our irreverent college-lads would\\nphrase it, in the swim of London life,\\nand, disclaim her gratification as she may,\\nwe must recall, in reading the frank and\\nfunny letters she never dreamed would\\nmeet other eyes than those for which they\\nwere written, the passionate simplicity of\\nGlory McWhirk s soliloquy Such a time\\nas this such a beautiful time And to\\nthink that should be in it\\nDavid Garrick, Hannah More s always\\nfriend and present host, was now sixty-\\nfive years of age and just beginning his last\\nround of professional engagements. Miss\\nMore saw him in each of his great parts, in-\\ncluding Benedict, Hamlet, Lear, and Abel\\nDrugger, a character in Ben Jonson s play.\\nThe Alchemist.\\nWhen I see him play any part for the\\nlast time, I can only compare my mixed\\nsensations to what I suppose I should feel\\nif a friend were to die and leave me a rich\\nlegacy, she laments. I feel almost as\\nmuch pain as pleasure He is quite happy\\nin the prospect of his release.\\nIn reciprocation of her admiration he", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0080.jp2"}, "79": {"fulltext": "The Garricks and the Cottons 5 1\\ndubbed her Nine signifying that she\\nwas the embodiment of all the Muses, a\\ntitle he took into every-day use. It was\\nsurmised that her strictures upon the hor-\\nticultural head-dress of the day instigated\\nhim, in personating Sir John Brute in Van-\\nbrugh s play of The Provoked Wife, to a\\nprank which fairly laughed the fashion out\\nof court. In a drunken revel, Sir John rigs\\nhimself in a new gown belonging to his\\nwife, and parades the street until arrested\\nfor disturbing the public peace. Garrick\\nadded to the gown a whole kitchen-\\ngarden upon his head. Miniature cu-\\ncumber-frames were worn as a tiara, and\\ncarrots as earrings.\\nHannah cannot withhold a smart slap at\\nthe detested mode in a lively letter written\\nfrom the country-house of her cousin\\nCotton, in the vicinity of Thorpe Hall,\\nwhere her father was born. A great\\nnumber of Cottons of all ages, sexes, and\\ncharacters was convoked to meet the\\nnewly discovered relative whose father had\\nbeen like a dead man out of mind to the\\nprosperous clan during the long years of\\nhis adversity. Miss More s celebrity, if\\nbased, as we must be allowed to think.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0081.jp2"}, "80": {"fulltext": "52 Hannah More\\nupon very slight achievements up to this\\ntime, was, nevertheless, indisputable. She\\nfigured in the public prints as a wit and a\\nwoman of fashion, and she was warmly\\nbidden to the halls of her ancestors, a\\nvenerable lady of the house taking a great\\ndeal of pains to explain to me genealogies,\\nalliances, and intermarriages, not one word\\nof which can I remember, reports Han-\\nnah with airy carelessness unpropitious to\\nthe growth of reverence the genealogist\\nwould have instilled.\\nI eat brown bread and custards like a native and\\nwe have a pretty, agreeable, laudable custom of getting\\ntipsy twice a day upon Herefordshire cider. The other\\nnight we had a great deal of company eleven dam-\\nsels, to say nothing of men. 1 protest I could hardly do\\nthem justice when I pronounce that they had, amongst\\nthem, on their heads, an acre-and-a-half of shrubbery,\\nbesides slopes, grass-plats, tulip-beds, clumps of peonies,\\nkitchen-gardens, and green houses. Mrs. Cotton and I\\nhad an infinite deal of entertainment out of them,\\nthough to our shame be it spoken, some of them were\\ncousins. But I have no doubt that they held in great\\ncontempt our roseless heads and leafless necks.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0082.jp2"}, "81": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER V\\nTHE INFLEXIBLE CAPTIVE DR. JOHNSON S\\nREBUFFS GARRICK S KINDNESS SUCCESS\\nOF PERCY\\nAT least ten years before Hannah More\\nknew the Garricks, and while she\\nwas still her sisters assistant in the Bristol\\nseminary, she had sought to polish her\\nstyle in translations and imitations from the\\nItalian, French, and Spanish languages, by\\nworking up Metastasio s opera of Regulus\\ninto an English drama. At Garrick s sug-\\ngestion she disinterred the manuscript and\\nrewrote the play. It was acted in the sum-\\nmer of 1777, under the title of The Inflexi-\\nble Captive, in the Bath theatre. Garrick\\nwrote the prologue, a signal compliment\\nfor which the author of the drama thanks\\nhim gushingly, in a letter dated June i6th:\\nI beg to return you my hearty thanks for your\\n53", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0083.jp2"}, "82": {"fulltext": "54 Hannah More\\ngoodness in sending me your delightful prologue. That\\nyou should think me not unworthy to possess so great\\na treasure, flatters more than my vanity.\\n1 have read and re-read it with all the malice of a\\nfriend, and pronounce that I never read a sweeter or\\nmore beautiful thing. The first stanza is strikingly de-\\nscriptive the second elegantly pathetic the image of\\nthe sun and shower very fine, and the third is highly\\npoetical.\\nMiss Yonge reminds us, in writing of\\nthis period of Hannah More s life, that it\\nwas an age of compliments that would now\\nsound fulsome, if not absurd, and Hannah\\nwas a demonstrative person, \u00e2\u0080\u0094a gentle\\ncaution against harsh judgment we need\\nto recollect in reading her letters to her new\\nand distinguished friends. She excelled\\nher teachers in the use of flowery compli-\\nment. Mrs. Piozzi formerly Mrs. Thrale,\\nJohnson s chief hostess, and a notable\\nfigure in the circle that held him as centre\\nand sun writes in her Anecdotes of Sam-\\nuel Johnson, He once bade a very cele-\\nbrated lady (Hannah More) who praised\\nhim with too much zeal, perhaps, or with\\ntoo strong an emphasis (which always\\noffended him), consider what her flattery\\nwas worth before she choked him with\\nit. Miss Burney corroborates the story", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0084.jp2"}, "83": {"fulltext": "Dr. Johnson s Rebuffs 55\\nby repeating Johnson s retort to Mrs. Thrale,\\nwho said of Fanny Burney, We have\\ntold her what you said to Miss More, and\\nI believe that makes her afraid. Well\\ngrovv led the bearish idol and if she was\\nto serve me as Miss More did I should say\\nthe same thing to her.\\nJohnson s parasite, Boswell, has his thrust\\nat a woman he never liked\\nTalking of Miss Hannah More, a literary lady,\\nJohnson said, 1 was obliged to speak to Miss Reynolds,\\nto let her know that I desired she would not flatter me\\nso much. Somebody now observed, She flatters\\nGarrick. Johnson: She is in the right to flatter\\nGarrick. She is in the right for two reasons first,\\nbecause she has the world with her, who have been\\npraising Garrick these thirty years secondly, because\\nshe is rewarded for it by Garrick. Why should she\\nflatter me I can do nothing for her. Let her carry\\nher praise to a better market.\\nAnd again in another chapter\\nMiss Hannah More was then just come to London\\nfrom an obscure situation in the country. At Sir Joshua\\nReynolds s one evening, she met Dr. Johnson. She\\nvery soon began to pay her court to him in the most\\nfulsome strain. Spare me, I beseech you dear\\nmadam was his reply. She still laid it on. Pray,\\nmadam, let us have no more of this, he rejoined. Not\\npaying any attention to these warnings, she continued", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0085.jp2"}, "84": {"fulltext": "56 Hannah More\\nstill her eulogy. At length, provoked by this indelicate\\nand vain obtrusion of compliment, he exclaimed,\\nDearest lady consider with yourself what your flattery\\nis worth, before you bestow it so freely.\\nOf this outrage upon common decency\\nHorace Walpole remarks sensibly Mrs.\\nThrale and all Johnson s disciples seem to\\nhave taken his brutal contradictions for\\nbon-mots.\\nSome years had elapsed since the rebuffs\\nwere given, when the publication of the\\nAnecdotes drew from Hannah the complaint\\nthat Mrs. Thrale had needlessly printed\\nsome of Johnson s rough speeches. She\\nhad already begged Boswell to soften his\\ndeparted friend s asperities in his projected\\nbook. Whereupon Bozzy made the fam-\\nous reply that he would not make the\\ntiger a cat to please anybody. Respect\\nfor the memory of him who had gone\\nmay have prompted Hannah s remon-\\nstrance. It is quite as likely that she\\nwinced at the thought of having the pep-\\nper-pot, of which she had been forced to\\npartake once and again, uncovered to the\\npublic view. Not one of the disciples\\never answered Johnson after his own man-\\nner. His pebbles, however rough, and", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0086.jp2"}, "85": {"fulltext": "Garrick s Kindness 57\\nhowever hard they were thrown, were\\ndiamonds to them.\\nThe son of a poor white living near\\nMount Vernon recalled in his old age,\\nas one of the greatest honours of his\\nlife, a flogging he had received from\\nGeorge Washington. Johnson s kicks were\\naccounted better than other people s half-\\npence by his noble toadies. Hannah\\nchronicles none of the kicks in her most\\nconfidential letters, and makes the most of\\nthe crumbs of compliment, the crusts of\\ncondescension he tossed to her at his\\npleasure.\\nBy contrast, the cordial kindness of her\\nbest friends, the Garricks, must have been\\ntrebly sweet. We can overlook the re-\\ndundant adjectives in her letters to them,\\nafter reading of the home they made for\\nher in their town and country houses, their\\npride in her talents, their tender solicitude\\nfor her welfare, the unfailing energy of\\ntheir co-operation in her literary work. 1\\nselect at random one instance of their pa-\\nrental kindness, which must have appealed\\nto the heart of the motherly sister left in\\nBristol. It is written from Hannah s Lon-\\ndon lodgings.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0087.jp2"}, "86": {"fulltext": "58 Hannah More\\nMrs. Garrick came to see me this morning, and\\nwished me to go to the Adelphi [the Garricks home\\nin town] which I declined, being so ill. She would\\nhave gone herself to fetch me a physician, and insisted\\nupon sending me my dinner, which I refused. But at\\nsix this evening, when Garrick came to the Turk s Head\\nto dine, there accompanied him, in the coach, a minced\\nchicken in a stew-pan hot! a canister of her fine\\ntea, and a pot of cream. Were there ever such people\\nTell it not in Epic, nor in Lyric, that the great Roscius\\nrode with a stew-pan of minced meat with him in the\\ncoach for my dinner\\nAnother incident illustrative of his watch-\\nful consideration of her comfort is better\\nknown. She writes from Farnborough\\nPlace, the magnificent country-seat of the\\nWilmots in Hampshire.\\nOn Sunday evening 1 was a little alarmed. They\\nwere preparing for music (sacred music was the ostensi-\\nble thing), but before 1 had time to feel uneasy, Garrick\\nturned around and said Nine you are a Sunday\\nwoman. Retire to your room. I will recall you when\\nthe music is over.\\nThe Inflexible Captive, introduced by the\\ngreatest of living English tragedians, was\\nso well received by the fashionists of Bath\\nthat the author went on bravely with a\\nmore ambitious enterprise of a similar na-\\nture which Garrick had urged upon her.\\nIn November, 1777, the tragedy of Percy", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0088.jp2"}, "87": {"fulltext": "Success of Percy 59\\nwas brought out at Covent Garden Theatre,\\nand forthwith became the decorous rage of\\nplay-going London, The scene was laid\\nin England the time was that of the Cru-\\nsaders. A lovers quarrel the going of the\\ndesperate Percy off to the wars again a\\nforced marriage between his distracted Dul-\\ncinea and Percy s enemy, Lord Douglas\\na false report of Percy s death his return\\nto interview the wife of another a hus-\\nband s jealousy a duel a suicide by drink-\\ning poison ordered by her husband to be\\ntaken in case he should fall the death of\\nPercy in the duel, followed by Douglas s\\nsuicide, form an olla podrida so unlike\\nthe mild panada of the Search for Happi-\\nness that we must accredit Garrick with\\nthe garlic, wine, and spices. Miss Yonge\\nshows full appreciation of the fact in sum-\\nming up the ingredients of the play, and\\nushering it upon the stage\\nNeither Hannah nor her friends seem to have had\\nthe slightest scruples as to entertaining a Christian audi-\\nence with suicide after the high Roman fashion, as,\\nindeed, the tragic stage was in those days a conven-\\ntional world, quite apart from any relation to the facts\\nof history, manners, or real life, and with a code, as\\nwell as customs, of its own. Written under the super-\\nintendence of one who perfectly gauged the taste of the", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0089.jp2"}, "88": {"fulltext": "6o Hannah More\\ncontemporary public, and who, though retired, had an\\nunlimited power of patronage, Percy had every advan-\\ntage, and the actress, Kitty Clive, observed that Gar-\\nrick s nursing had enabled the bantling to go alone in a\\nmonth.\\nGarrick thinks of nothing, talks of\\nnothing, writes of nothing, but Percy,\\nsays Hannah, gratefully, and, we must be-\\nlieve, sincerely. The play seldom comes\\ninto my head unless it be mentioned. I am,\\nat present, very tranquil about it.\\nThe Garricks induced her, by friendly\\nforce, to take up her abode with them in\\nthe stirring times they anticipated, if she\\ndid not. She should have her own com-\\nfortable room, with a good fire and with\\nall the lozenges and all the wheys in the\\nworld, promised the affectionate hostess.\\nGarrick wrote prologue and epilogue, and\\nbargained that Hannah should pay him by a\\nhandsome supper and a bottle of claret.\\nDryden used to receive five guineas apiece\\nfor such things, but he, as a richer man,\\ncould afford better terms. Falling into his\\nhumour, Hannah offered a steak and a pot\\nof porter, and after much and merry hag-\\ngling, they supped at midnight upon toast\\nand honey.-", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0090.jp2"}, "89": {"fulltext": "Success of Percy 6i\\nShe breaks off the story of a supper\\nat Sir Joshua s, a morning at the Chan-\\ncellor s, and an evening with Lady Bath-\\nurst at Mrs. Boscawen s, to exclaim at\\nthe dreadful news from America (in\\n1777)-\\nWe are a disgraced, undone nation\\nWhat a sad time to bring out a play in\\nwhen, if the country had the least spark of\\nvirtue remaining, not a creature would think\\nof going to it.\\nThis letter to her sister has an interesting\\npostscript, so graphic as to bring the\\nscene in the theatre and the domestic after-\\nact vividly before us\\nMr. Garrick s study, Adelphi. Ten at night.\\nHe himself puts the pen into my hand, and bids\\nme say that all is just as it should be. Nothing was\\never more warmly received. 1 went with Mr. and Mrs.\\nGarrick sat in Mr. Harris s [the manager s] box, in a\\nsnug, dark corner, and behaved very well, that is, very\\nquietly. The prologue and epilogue were received with\\nbursts of applause. So, indeed, was the whole, as\\nmuch beyond my expectation as my deserts. Mr.\\nGarrick s kindness has been unceasing.\\nMrs. Montague wrote to wish her health\\nto wear her bays with pleasure, and that\\nshe might ever be, as she had been, the", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0091.jp2"}, "90": {"fulltext": "62 Hannah More\\npride of her friends and the humiliation of\\nher enemies. On the second night, even\\nthe men shed tears in abundance Dr.\\nPercy, Bishop of Dromore, and author of\\nthe Reliqiies, etc., called in person to con-\\nvey to Miss More the congratulations of the\\nDuke of Northumberland and Earl Percy\\nupon her great success. Each of these\\nlords, father and son, paid handsome\\nsums for his ticket, as became the blood of\\nthe Percys, and in so genteel and respectful\\na manner that it was impossible for the\\nnicest pride to take umbrage at it. Lord\\nLyttleton went every night for a week to\\nsee Percy Lady North had a stage box\\nMrs. Chapone was enraptured Lady Bath-\\nurst made no engagements for a fortnight\\nthat she might not miss a night of the new\\nplay Mrs. Boscawen sent a laurel wreath\\nclasped by a valuable ring on the twelfth\\nnight, Covent Garden Theatre still over-\\nflowed prodigiously, although the School\\nfor Scandal and their Majesties were at the\\nother house. Mr. Home, whose tragedy\\nof Douglas cost him his clergyman s gown\\nand title, and won a King s favour and a\\npension, called to pay his respects, and\\nwas presented by Garrick in a graceful", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0092.jp2"}, "91": {"fulltext": "Success of Percy 63\\nspeech, making the Percy acquainted\\nwith the Douglas.\\nThe venerable and venerated Mrs. De-\\nlany gave a dinner and an evening party\\nto the author of Percy, the Duchess of\\nPortland and a host of other titled friends\\nof the beloved hostess attending the even-\\ning entertainment the Duchess of Beau-\\nfort asked for the honour of Miss More s\\nacquaintance. The author s profits of the\\nplay from the theatre were six hundred\\npounds Cadell, the publisher, gave one\\nhundred and fifty, with conditional pro-\\nmises besides, for the right to issue it in\\nbook form.\\nIf I were a heroine of romance, and were writing to\\nmy confidante, she tells her sister, 1 should tell you\\nall the fine things that are said, but as I am a real, living\\nChristian woman, 1 do not think it would be modest. I\\nwill only say, as Garrick does, that I have had so much\\nflattery that 1 might, if 1 would, choke myself in my\\nown pap.\\nIt is curiously characteristic to find her\\nturning from the cloying draught to com-\\nmune with her own quiet heart on an\\nevening when she had five invitations to\\ndine abroad, preferring the precious and\\nrare luxury of solitude. I am at this", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0093.jp2"}, "92": {"fulltext": "64 Hannah More\\nmoment as quiet as my heart could wish,\\nand quietness is my definition of happi-\\nness, is a singular avowal from the suc-\\ncessful and petted darling of the day. In\\nher luxurious solitude her thoughts turned\\nlongingly to the dear group at home, for\\nwhose sake she penned pictures of the\\ntriumphs they would enjoy more than\\nshe.\\nI think some of you might contrive to\\nmake a little jaunt, if it were only for one\\nnight, and see the bantling, she pleads.\\nAdieu, and some of you come\\nSome we would fain believe all\\nfour of them responded to the invitation\\nand were present at the twelfth night,\\nto exult unselfishly in the prodigious over-\\nflow aforementioned, and to wonder, as\\none of them said afterward, to see Hannah\\nso mightily indifferent through it all. In\\na letter, written after their return to Bristol,\\nHannah quotes an extract from a communi-\\ncation just received by a friend from Mrs.\\nClive, rating Percy as the best modern\\ntragedy that has been produced in my\\ntime. This is copied, says Hannah,\\nto give some pleasure to your sisterly\\nvanity and dwells, more satisfiedly, upon", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0094.jp2"}, "93": {"fulltext": "Garrick and Johnson 65\\nthe excessive kindness of her friends\\nduring a slight illness through which she\\nhad just passed.\\nThe Garricks have been to see me every morning.\\nThe other day he told me he was in a violent hurry that\\nhe had been to order his own and Mrs. Garrick s mourn-\\ning had just settled everything with the undertaker,\\nand called for a moment to take a few hints for my\\nepitaph. I told him he was too late as 1 had disposed\\nof the employment a few days before, to Dr. Johnson,\\nbut as 1 thought he [Garrick] would praise me most, I\\nshould be glad to change. As to hints, I told him I had\\nonly one to give, which was to romance as much as he\\ncould, and to make the character as fine as possible.\\nThe two men are brought together again\\nin the last letter of the series covering the\\nfive months Hannah spent in London in\\n1777-78. Garrick was her escort to a\\nparty at Sir Joshua Reynolds s hospitable\\nhouse, where were Gibbon the historian,\\nDr. Charles Burney, the father of Fanny\\n{Evelina), the Bishop of St. Asaph, Bos-\\nwell, Dr. Johnson, and other notable\\nmen, besides several distinguished women.\\nScarce an expletive man or woman among\\nmen, writes Hannah, wittily. Garrick\\nput Johnson into such good spirits that I\\nnever knew him so entertaining, or more\\n5", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0095.jp2"}, "94": {"fulltext": "66 Hannah More\\ninstructive. He was as brilliant as him-\\nself, and as good humoured as any one\\nelse,\\nHer dream of meeting a Bishop, socially,\\nhad come to pass two years before, and\\nwas now quite an every-day affair. Bishops\\nNewton and Porteous were among her fast\\nfriends. The latter was destined to take a\\nprominent part in her affairs in succeeding\\nyears. Dr. Lowth, Bishop of London, in-\\nvited her to pay him a visit at Fulham Pal-\\nace, once the residence of the notorious\\nBonner, a visit commemorated by Hannah\\nin a ballad descriptive of an imaginary call\\nat his ancient haunts from the ghost of the\\npersecutor. Bonner objurgates the decad-\\nence in churchly zeal on the part of the\\npresent incumbent, predicting naught but\\nevil to Church and State\\nWhile this apostate Bishop seeks\\nThe freedom of mankind.\\nAnd who shall change his wayward heart,\\nHis wilful spirit turn\\nFor those his labours can t convert\\nHis weakness will not burn.\\nThe mild satire brought out a smarter re-\\nply from Mrs. Anna Lsetitia Barbauld, au-\\nthor of the hymn beginning.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0096.jp2"}, "95": {"fulltext": "Mrs. Barbauld 67\\nWhile Thee 1 seek, Protecting Power,\\nand better known to our mothers than to\\nourselves, by her Early Lessons for Child-\\nren, Evenings at Home, and Devotional\\nVieces. As the wife of a dissenting min-\\nister, she descried fewer changes in the\\nEpiscopal See than were evident to Jacob\\nMore s daughter, and sarcastically apolo-\\ngised, in the name of the Laodicean Bishops,\\nfor their lukewarmness, representing that\\nThe spirit of the times restrains\\nThe spirit of the Church.\\nChurch maxims do not greatly vary,\\nTake it upon my honour\\nPlace on the throne another Mary\\nIVe II find another Bonner\\nHannah was not to be drawn into a po-\\nlemic encounter of wits. Staunch church-\\nwoman though she was, she was so much\\nat one with what were spoken of as the\\nEvangelicals, that her spiritual nature was\\nathirst through all the giddy round of\\nworldly gayeties, the pomp and circum-\\nstance of her personal successes.\\nIn the five months of her sojourn in Lon-\\ndon, she read the Epistles through three\\ntimes, and divers uninspired devotional\\nworks, also West on the Resurrection, a", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0097.jp2"}, "96": {"fulltext": "68\\nHannah More\\nbook which was engaging the attention of\\nthe religious world. In my poor judg-\\nment, a most excellent thing, she notes, in\\na diary letter.\\nShe carried back with her to Bristol and\\ncomparative quiet the plan of a domestic\\ndrama, to be called, The Fatal Falsehood,\\nand set herself assiduously to work upon it.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0098.jp2"}, "97": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER VI\\nGARRICK S death and funeral THE FATAL\\nFALSEHOOD WRITTEN AND ACTED LIFE\\nWITH MRS. GARRICK AT HAMPTON\\nGARRICK had approved the scheme\\nand action of The Fatal Falsehood.\\nFour acts of it were read and revised by\\nhim. He was never to see the fifth. On\\nJanuary 20, 1779, a special messenger was\\ndespatched to Bristol with the news of his\\ndeath and an earnest request from Mrs.\\nGarrick that Miss More would lose no time\\nin coming to her,\\nHannah was ill in her bed when the sum-\\nmons came. She arose at once, made\\nready, and set off to London without the\\ndelay of an hour. Preparations for a state\\nfuneral were going on when she reached\\nthe house in which the widow was staying.\\n69", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0099.jp2"}, "98": {"fulltext": "70 Hannah More\\nI copy a portion of a long letter from Hannah\\nto her home\\nShe ran into my arms and we both remained silent\\nfor some minutes. At last she whispered, I have this\\nmoment embraced his cofFm, and you come next.\\nAfter going into the details of Garrick s\\nlast and fearfully brief illness, the sympa-\\nthising friend continues\\nI paid a melancholy visit to his coffm yesterday,\\nwhere I found room for meditation, till the mind burst\\nwith thinking. His new house is not so pleasant as\\nHampton, nor so splendid as the Adelphi, but it is com-\\nmodious enough for all the wants of its inhabitant. And,\\nbesides, it is so quiet that he will never be disturbed till\\nthe eternal morning, and never till then will a sweeter\\nvoice be heard. May he then find mercy They are\\npreparing to hang the house with black, for he is to lie\\nin state until Monday. 1 dislike this pageantry, and can-\\nnot help thinking that the disembodied spirit must look\\nwith contempt upon the farce that is played over its\\nmiserable relics. But a splendid funeral could not be\\navoided, as he is to be laid in the Abbey with such illus-\\ntrious dust, and so many are desirous of testifying their\\nrespect by attending.\\nI can never cease to remember with affection and\\ngratitude, so warm, steady, and disinterested a friend\\nand I can most truly bear this testimony to his memory,\\nthat 1 never witnessed in any family more decorum, pro-\\npriety and regularity, than in his where I never saw a\\ncard, or ever met (except in one instance) a person of his", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0100.jp2"}, "99": {"fulltext": "Garrick s Death and Funeral 71\\nown profession at his table, of which Mrs. Garrick, by\\nher elegance of taste, her correctness of manners, and very\\noriginal turn of humour, was the brightest ornament.\\nThe state funeral was an imposing cere-\\nmonial. Ten peers of the realm were the\\ngreat tragedian s pall-bearers Richard\\nBrinsley Sheridan was chief mourner.\\nHannah breaks off suddenly in a graphic\\ndescription of the scene with Then the\\nbody (alas whose body\\nIt is Hke a passionate sob and an impetu-\\nous rush of tears blinding the eyes to what\\nwas passing before them.\\nIn sad composure she resumes the narra-\\ntive.\\nThe burial service was read by the\\nBishop of London amid silence so impress-\\nive that every syllable was audible in the\\nvast spaces of the magnificent Cathedral.\\nAnd this is all of Garrick Hannah\\nbreaks forth, again. So passes away the\\nfashion of this world 1\\nThe sad, bitter wonder of the mourner,\\nfor whom the face of life and nature has\\nchanged under the gloom of one awful\\ncloud, sounds in the next sentence\\nAnd the very night he was buried, the play-houses\\nwere as full, and the Pantheon was as crowded as if no", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0101.jp2"}, "100": {"fulltext": "72 Hannah More\\nsuch thing had happened nay, the very mourners of the\\nday partook of the revelries of the night, the same\\nnight too\\nAt Mrs. Garrick s solicitation Hannah\\nwent back witli her to the desolated home,\\nHampton, this sweet and once cheerful\\nplace, as Hannah calls it. The dead mas-\\nter s dog ran out eagerly, hoping to greet\\nhim the perfect weather, the budding\\nverdure, although the spring was not yet\\ncome all would appear as beautiful as\\nit used to be, sighs the writer, could we\\npluck from the memory a rooted sorrow.\\nMrs. Garrick bore the terrible blow like\\nthe true Christian woman she was, meet-\\ning friends and acquaintances with calm\\nresignation, which was almost serene and\\naltogether heroic.\\nWhen I expressed my surprise at her self-command\\nshe answered Groans and complaints are very well for\\nthose who are to mourn but for a little while, but a sor-\\nrow that is to last for life will not be violent or romantic.\\nConsistently with her unselfish resolve\\nnot to darken other lives by her grief, she\\ninsisted that Miss More should not share\\nher seclusion when they returned to the\\nLondon house, but receive and return the", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0102.jp2"}, "101": {"fulltext": "The Fatal Falsehood 73\\nvisits of her many friends. With no in-\\nclination for gay society, the guest pre-\\nferred the quiet routine of which she writes\\nto her sisters\\nMy way of life is very different from what it used\\nto hi You must not, therefore, expect much entertain-\\nment from my letters, for, as in the annals of states, so\\nin the lives of individuals, those periods are often the\\nsafest and best which make the poorest figure.\\nAfter breakfast I go to my own apartment for sev-\\neral hours, where 1 read, write, and work, very seldom\\nletting anybody in, though I have a separate room for\\nvisitors, but I almost look upon a morning visit as an\\nimmorality. At four we dine. At six we have coffee\\nat eight, tea, when we have, sometimes, a dowager of\\nquality. At ten we have salad and fruits. Each has\\nher book, which we read without any restraint, as if we\\nwere alone, without apologies, or speech-making.\\nThe tranquil twilight of this existence\\nwas broken in upon by Mr. Harris, the\\ntheatrical manager who had brought out\\nPercy. Learning that The Fatal Falsehood\\nwas ready for the stage, he importuned\\nMiss More to allow him to give it to the\\npublic. Summer and the close of the\\nfashionable season were rapidly approach-\\ning several of the actors who had con-\\ntributed to the success of Percy were\\nout of town, and the author of the new", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0103.jp2"}, "102": {"fulltext": "74 Hannah More\\nplay was not merely mighty indifferen\\nabout what became of it, but heartily dis-\\ninclined to a repetition of her theatrical ex-\\nperiences. The manager was a man of\\nresources and resolution. In May he had\\nwrung from her a reluctant consent to the\\nproduction of the new play.\\nThe author was conveniently indisposed\\non the first night. One of her sisters went\\nto the theatre as her proxy, and we are de-\\npendent upon her for the report of the\\nmanner of its reception\\nThe applause was as great as her most sanguine\\nfriends could wish. When Hull came forward to ask\\npermission to perform it again, they gave leave by three\\nloud shouts, and by many huzzaings. I will tell you a\\nlittle anecdote. A lady, observing to one of her maid-\\nservants when she came in from the play, that her eyes\\nlooked red, as if she had been crying, the girl, by way\\nof apology said, Well, ma am, if I did, it was no\\nharm. A great many respectable people cried too\\nPercy, I hear, is translated into German, and has\\nbeen performed at Vienna with great success.\\nDespite the lateness of the season, the\\nsuccess of The Fatal Falsehood was so\\npronounced that Cadell asked for the book-\\nrights, and Hannah prepared the play for\\npublication in this form. In the course of\\nthe negotiation, the publisher made the", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0104.jp2"}, "103": {"fulltext": "^^The Fatal Falsehood 75\\njocose remark to which some biographers\\nattribute Miss More s refusal ever to write\\nagain for the stage\\nYou are too good a Christian to be a\\ndramatic author.\\nIt is far more probable that what little\\ninclination she had for this line of com-\\nposition, and her enjoyment in dramatic\\ntriumphs, were effectually dispelled by\\nGarrick s death. All the enthusiasm she had\\nfelt in the success of Percy was inspired by\\nhis keen interest in the undertaking. She\\nhad been carried forward by the rush of his\\nenergy he had fairly talked her into love\\nfor the offspring of her brain. With his\\ngoing, departed her ambition to earn histri-\\nonic laurels. She refused to go to the\\ntheatre upon any of the few nights when\\nThe Fatal Falsehood was played, and, so\\nfar as we know, never entered a theatre\\nagain. The lesson of Vanity of Vanities\\nhad been pressed too sharply home to be\\nforgotten.\\nWithin a few weeks after the perform-\\nance of the last play she was ever to write\\nshe returned to Bristol, remaining there un-\\ntil late in the year (1779). Then Mrs. Gar-\\nrick recalled her insistently, and for the", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0105.jp2"}, "104": {"fulltext": "76 Hannah More\\nnext two years Miss More s home was\\nvirtually with her widowed friend.\\nWe never see a human face but each other s, Han-\\nnah wrote to her sister the middle of January, 1780.\\nThough in such deep retirement I am never dull, be-\\ncause I am not reduced to the fatigue of entertaining\\ndunces, or of being obliged to listen to them. We dress\\nlike a couple of Scaramouches, dispute like a couple of\\nJesuits, eat like a couple of aldermen, walk like a couple\\nof porters, and read as much as any two doctors of\\neither university.\\nMrs. Garrick nie Eva Maria Veigel was\\nan Austrian dancer, beautiful and courted\\nby royalty, yet blameless in character and\\ndeportment, when Garrick first met her.\\nThe love-match was singularly happy, and\\nalthough the wife remained in the com-\\nmunion of the Roman Catholic Church,\\nthe difference in religious belief appeared to\\nbe no drawback to their domestic felicity,\\nor to discount her worth as a friend in the\\nsight of his English associates.\\nGossipy and often ill-natured Boswell\\nsays that Mrs. Garrick called Hannah More\\nher domestic chaplain, presumably on\\naccount of the guest s sincere interest in the\\nchurch-going habits and moral status of\\nthe servants of the quiet household. It", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0106.jp2"}, "105": {"fulltext": "Life with Mrs. Garrick 77\\nspeaks untold things for the gentle tolera-\\ntion of her whom nine-tenths of English-\\nreading people persist in regarding as a\\npietist of the strictest sect, that Mrs. Gar-\\nrick s alien faith interposed no barrier to\\ntheir mutual attachment. The prolonged\\nand absolute seclusion of Hampton would\\nhave tested to the utmost friendship based\\nupon anything except thorough harmony\\nof opinions and tastes. When the conven-\\ntional twelvemonth of mourning was over,\\nHannah spoke regretfully of the projected\\nremoval to London.\\nWe have been very busy sending around Mrs. Gar-\\nrick s cards of thanks, she mentions, incidentally. I\\nsuppose they include seven hundred people, six hundred\\nof whom I dare say she will hardly ever let in again.\\nWe regret leaving a new cow and a young calf\\nThe birds that we feed three times a day at the window\\nare to be left on board wages a small loaf is to be\\nbrought to them every morning.\\nShe openly regretted Hampton in the\\nfirst letter sent to Bristol after they were\\ninstalled in the London house. She had\\nbeen peremptorily summoned to rejoin\\nthe old set the Johnsons, the Burneys,\\nthe Chapones, the Thrales, the Smelts, the\\nPepyses, the Ramsays, and so on, ad infini-\\ntum at the house of Mrs. Ord, a leader of", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0107.jp2"}, "106": {"fulltext": "78 Hannah More\\nthe clique. Mrs. Garrick presented a new\\nhead-dress and put it upon her friend with\\nher own hands\\nSo 1 was quite sure of being smart. But how short-\\nlived is all human joy and see what it is to live in the\\ncountry When 1 came into the drawing-rooms 1 found\\nthem full of company every human creature in deep\\nmourning, and 1 poor I all gorgeous in scarlet I\\nnever recollected that the mourning for some foreign\\nWilhelmina Jacquelina was not over. However, 1 got\\nover it as well as I could, made an apology, lamented\\nthe ignorance in which 1 had lately lived, and 1 hope\\nthis false step of mine will be buried in oblivion.\\nDelightful Mrs, Deiany better known\\nto us than any other private gentlewoman\\nof her generation, from the reading of her\\nDiary, Letters, and Life, published a dozen\\nyears or so ago invited Miss More re-\\npeatedly to her select and unparallelled\\nparties of eight. At these the pleasant\\nacquaintance already formed with Horace\\nWalpole ripened into friendship that was to\\nendure for the rest of his life. She intro-\\nduced him by letter to her home coterie as\\nmy friend, Horace Walpole, son to the\\nminister of that name. He soon fastened\\nupon her the affectionate sobriquet of\\nSaint Hannah, and took mischievous", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0108.jp2"}, "107": {"fulltext": "Life with Mrs. Garrick 79\\npleasure in using it in conversation and\\ncorrespondence.\\nAt Mrs. Delany s she met, also, Lady\\nMary Wortley Montagu, brilliant, eccentric,\\nand so dashing as to jar upon Saint Han-\\nnah s sense of propriety. In cataloguing\\namong her distinguished new acquaintances\\nthe Countess of Bute, she writes her down\\nas wife to the late First Minister, and\\ndaughter (but of a very superior character)\\nto Lady Mary Wortley Montagu.\\nConversation-parties at Mrs. Boscawen s,\\nwhere card-tables in the outer drawing-room\\nweeded the company of some of the\\ngreat, and all the dull, were recorded zest-\\nfully. The popular author spent a very\\nagreeable day at Wimbledon Park, then in\\nthe occupancy of the Bishop of St. Asaph,\\nand enjoyed chiefly turning over the library\\ncollected by the Duchess of Marlborough,\\nwhom Hannah calls, irreverently and paren-\\nthetically, old Sarah. Tea with Bishop\\nNewton a crush at Mrs. Ord s, where she\\nheard from Johnson of the King s sugges-\\ntion, seconded by Miss More, that Edmund\\nSpenser should be included in the Lives of the\\nPoets sitting for her portrait to Miss Rey-\\nnolds, with Johnson lolling in an easy-chair", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0109.jp2"}, "108": {"fulltext": "8o Hannah More\\nnear her, and saying the best things he\\ncould think of to ensure a pleasing ex-\\npression, were the recreation of days she\\nmade studious in the heart of London and\\nin the thick of the season. At one of\\nMrs. Boscawen s famous dinner-parties she\\nmet Beranger all chivalry and blank\\nverse and anecdote, With all her liking\\nfor the Bard of Twickenham, Hannah\\ncould not resist the temptation of quoting\\nhis eulogium upon Lord Cobham, and con-\\ntrasting it with the facts attending the\\npeer s demise.\\nI will let her tell the story\\nLord Cobham of whom Pope asserts, you know,\\nthat he would\\nFeel the ruling passion strong in death,\\nand that\\nSave my country, Heaven\\nwould be his last words. But what shows that Pope\\nwas not so good a prophet as poet was that in his [Cob-\\nham s] last moments, not being able to carry a glass\\nof jelly to his mouth, he was in such a passion, feeling\\nhis own weakness, that he threw glass, jelly and all, into\\nLady Chatham s face and expired.\\nHampton, very clean, very green, very\\nbeautiful, and very melancholy, with its", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0110.jp2"}, "109": {"fulltext": "HANNAH MORE, AT THE AGE OF SEVENTY", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0111.jp2"}, "110": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0112.jp2"}, "111": {"fulltext": "Life with Mrs. Garrick 8i\\nlong, drear calm of fixed repose, was yet\\na change that suited her mightily after\\nthe hurry of London. With the passing\\nof the effervescent spirits of youth, the love\\nfor higher and nobler pursuits than the fol-\\nlies of the day strengthened. She read\\nmuch, filling her correspondence with lit-\\nerary friends with dissertations upon Gray,\\nGibbon, The Ltisiad, Walpole s pamphlet\\nupon the Chattertonian controversy, John-\\nson s Life of Addison, and Madan s treatise\\nupon polygamy Thelyphthora.\\nOf this last peculiar production she says,\\nseverely\\nThere never was such a strange book under such a\\nmask of holiness. I have as great an antipathy to some\\nof the gospel according to Mr. Madan, as ever an infidel\\nhad to the Gospel according to St. Matthew. I believe\\nthe Holy Scriptures were never before made the cover,\\nnay the vehicle, of so much indecency.\\nThe readers of William Cowper s Life\\nwill recognise in the obnoxious author\\nthe kinsman, Martin Madan, whose extra-\\nordinary defence of polygamy incited the\\ngentle poet to write Anti-Thelyphthora,\\nafterwards regretted as a mistake, if not\\na folly.\\n6", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0113.jp2"}, "112": {"fulltext": "82 Hannah More\\nMiss More was, with the rest of theEng-\\nHsh world, intensely interested in the trial\\nof Lord George Gordon, the ruling spirit\\nof the No Popery riots, and shows ster-\\nling sense in her comment upon the result\\nI am glad he is acquitted, for it disap-\\npoints the party, and uncanonises the\\nmartyr.\\nHer picture of general society as she saw\\nit with the pure, grave eyes through which\\na chastened spirit looked on life although\\npenned in 1782 condenses the views\\nformed in the two years of her residence\\nwith the widow of her dead friend and\\nsecond father.\\nOn Monday I was at a very great assembly at the\\nBishop of St. Asaph s. Conceive to yourself one hundred\\nand fifty, or two hundred people met together, dressed\\nin the extremity of the fashion painted as red as bac-\\nchanals poisoning the air with perfumes treading on\\neach other s gowns making the crowd they blame\\nnot one in ten able to get a chair protesting they are\\nengaged to ten other places, and lamenting the fatigue\\nthey are not obliged to endure ten or a dozen card-\\ntables, crammed with dowagers of quality, grave ecclesi-\\nastics and yellow admirals and you have an idea of\\nan ASSEMBLY.\\nI never go to these things when I can possibly avoid\\nit, and, while there, stay as few minutes as 1 can.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0114.jp2"}, "113": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER VI[\\nSACRED dramas VISIT TO OXFORD TOP\\nWAVE OF POPULARITY DEATH OF MISS\\nMORE s father FAMILY RELATIONS THE\\nBAS BLEU\\nTHE sense of solemn responsibility to\\nGod and to her kind for the matter\\nand manner of her daily living which had\\nbeen steadily growing upon Miss More for\\nmany months, is indirectly, but significantly,\\nexpressed in her reference to the publica-\\ntion of a work committ-ed to Cadell late in\\nthe year 1781.\\n1 actually feel very awkward about this new book,\\nshe confides to her faithful sister. Strangers who read\\nit will, 1 am afraid, think I am good, and 1 would not\\nappear better than 1 am, which is certainly the case with\\nall who do not act as seriously as they write. I think\\nsometimes of what Prior makes Solomon say of himself\\nin his fallen estate They brought my proverbs to\\nconfute my life.\\n83", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0115.jp2"}, "114": {"fulltext": "84 Hannah More\\nShe evidently expressed the same dread\\nto Mrs. Boscawen, who, in acknowledging\\nthe receipt of an advance copy of the work\\nin question, bids Hannah read Matthew\\nv., 15\\nNeither do men light a candle and put\\nit under a bushel, but on a candlestick, and\\nit giveth light unto all who are in the\\nhouse.\\nWhen they read your Dramas, they will think\\nyou good? pursues the friendly critic. 1 am not\\nafraid so. 1 hope so else 1 am sure they must think\\nyou a hypocrite. I never yet suspected that\\nany one could bring your proverbs to confute your\\nlife.\\nThe candle just lighted and put upon a\\ngoodly candlestick by Cadell was Sacred\\nDramas and A Poem on Sensibility. The\\nsubjects of the Dramas were The Find-\\ning of Moses, The Slaying of Goliath of\\nGath, Belshazzar s Feast, and Heze-\\nkiah s Meditations during his Sickness,\\nfounded upon 2 Kings xx., i-ii. They\\nwere intended for private reading, not for\\nthe stage, and, in the dearth of Sunday\\nliterature prevalent at that time, they served\\ntheir end well. Nineteen editions ran\\nthrough the press before the popular call", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0116.jp2"}, "115": {"fulltext": "Sacred Dramas 85\\nfor the book slackened. The Bas Bleu\\nclique praised it to the skies orthodox\\nJonas Hanway, author of the Book of Na-\\nture, and a veritable Mr. Valiant-for-Truth,\\nsat down to read them [the Dramas] with fear and\\ntrembling, as he had persuaded himself it was taking an\\nundue liberty with the Scriptures, but he had no sooner\\nfinished them than he ran off to the bookseller, bought\\nthree or four, and went to a great boarding-school\\nwhere he had some little friends. He gave the govern-\\ness the book, and told her it was part of her duty to see\\nthat all her girls studied it thoroughly.\\nBishop Lowth liked the whole book\\nmore than he could say, and the Bishop of\\nChester gave to the author what she hon-\\nestly declared to be the praise best worth\\nhaving, when he assured her that her\\nwork would do a vast deal of good.\\nWorthy Queen Charlotte had the Dramas\\nread aloud to her by one of her ladies-in-\\nwaiting (a slavish post of honour after-\\nwards occupied by Fanny Burney), and\\ncharged Miss Hamilton, an acquaintance of\\nMiss More, to convey to that lady all\\nmanner of handsome and flattering mes-\\nsages, desiring her, above all things, to pur-\\nsue the same path, and to go on by writing a\\nsacred drama upon the history of Joseph.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0117.jp2"}, "116": {"fulltext": "S6 Hannah More\\nIn fine, the ball of popular favour was\\nagain at the author s feet fresh laurels\\nwere to be had for the gathering. Perhaps\\nher head may have been a trifle light in the\\ngale of incense that boomed Percy, two\\nyears ago. It was as steady now as her\\nheart, as cool as her judgment of her own\\nabilities and shortcomings. She passes\\ncoolly from mention of the Bishop s plaud-\\nits to discourse at greater length upon the\\nbooks she is reading. She has finished six\\nvolumes oi Jortin s Sermons elegant,\\nbut cold, and very low in doctrine. Cardi-\\nphoiiia, by our old friend and Cowper s\\nspiritual guide, John Newton, suits her bet-\\nter, having in it much vital religion, and\\nmuch of the experience of a good Christian.\\nGibbon s History of the Lower Empire, in\\nthree very thick quartos, a fine, but insidi-\\nous narrative of a dull period, has been\\nread aloud by herself to Mrs. Garrick every\\nday from dinner until tea, and she treats\\nher sisterly correspondent to a critique of it\\nwhich is terse and masterly. Passing from\\nthe topic, she says\\nHowever, 1 am now plunging into\\nother studies than the disputes of Arius\\nand his antagonists, with which my head", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0118.jp2"}, "117": {"fulltext": "Books and Friends 87\\nhas been filled, and am pleasantly engaged\\nto spend the evening with Eneas at Evan-\\nder s rustic banquet.\\nAt the same time she is reading Bishop\\nLowth s Isaiah, a work of great labour\\nand erudition, but better calculated for\\nscholars than plain Christians. She con-\\nsiders his De Sacra Poesi a treasure. A\\ntranslation of A Lady of Quality s Advice\\nto her Children commends itself to her by\\nthe author s knowledge of the human\\nheart and the emptiness of the world. She\\nhas also been running over the post-\\nhumous Letters of Sheiistoiie, dining with\\nthe Lord Chancellor at Apsley House, with\\nthe patriots at Bishop Shipley s, with the\\nBishops of Durham and of Chester, break-\\nfasting with Lord Monboddo at Sir Charles\\nMiddleton s, and spending whole happy\\ndays with Mrs. Delany, now eighty-two\\nyears old and blind, yet the object of Han-\\nnah s veneration and almost envy.\\nSuch an excellent mind, so cultivated,\\nsuch a tranquil, grateful spirit, such a com-\\nposed piety\\nShe encloses in a home letter a copy of\\nverses slipped into her hand at the meeting\\nof the Oyster Club, consisting of about", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0119.jp2"}, "118": {"fulltext": "88 Hannah More\\nhalf-a-dozen learned men and two or three\\nladies. It was scribbled under the table\\nby Rev. Dr. Home, Dean of Canterbury\\nand author of a Commentary upon the\\nPsalms, Letters on Infidelity, etc. The im-\\npromptu doggerel was superscribed\\nTo Bamber Gascoigne, Esq., on his\\nhaving accidentally overturned a cruet of\\nvinegar and oil upon a gauze apron of Miss\\nHannah More s, alluding to the good tem-\\nper with which she laughed off the acci-\\ndent.\\nLike Hannibal, why dost thou come,\\nWith vinegar prepared,\\nAs if the gentle Hannah s heart\\nLike Alpine rocks were hard\\nAll sharp and poignant as thou art,\\nThe acid meets a foil\\nObedient still to Nature s law,\\nSuperior floats the oil.\\nThe Carthaginian warrior bore a part in\\nanother compliment received by the popu-\\nlar author at this date. Johnson was her\\nneighbour at a Bishop s dinner-party, and\\nHannah was privately importuned by the\\nhost to show the Great Bear off to advant-\\nage to some strangers present. She suc-\\nceeded so well that he took her hand in", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0120.jp2"}, "119": {"fulltext": "Table-Talk 89\\nthe middle of dinner, but presumably\\nwhen he was well-gorged, and spouted\\npassages from Rowe s Fair Penitent and\\nother dramas and poems.\\nOne of the company happened to say a word about\\npoetry.\\nHush hush said he. It is dangerous to say a\\nword about poetry before her. It is tali ing of the art of\\nwar before Hannibal\\nHannah More was a spinster of thirty-\\nseven, but no prude, for she relates in this\\nconnection and without a suspicion of a\\nblush, that Johnson continued his jokes,\\nand lamented that 1 had not married Chat-\\nterton, that posterity might have seen a\\npropagation of poets.\\nSo much for the table-talk of literati of\\nboth sexes in the reign of moral George\\nthe Third and his exemplary consort.\\nIn this year of 1782 the Academy of Arts,\\nScience, and Belles Lettres at Rouen had\\nelected Miss More to membership. She\\ncorresponded with this organisation in\\nFrench until communication between the\\ntwo nations of England and France was\\ninterrupted by the Revolution.\\nNotwithstanding the nineteen editions of", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0121.jp2"}, "120": {"fulltext": "90 Hannah More\\nthe Sacred Dramas, the author was not\\nquite satisfied at their reception by the pub-\\nlic she had hoped to interest.\\nThe word Sacred in the title is a\\ndamper to the Dramas. It is tying a\\nmillstone about the neck of Sensibility\\nwhich will drown them both together.\\nLeaving Mrs. Garrick in June (1782) for\\nher Bristol home, she spent a few days en\\nroute with her friends, Dr. and Mrs. Ken-\\nnicott, in Oxford. Dr. Benjamin Kennicott\\nwas one of the most learned biblical schol-\\nars in the United Kingdom, and Keeper of\\nthe Radcliffe Library. He had just com-\\npleted his monumental work, the fruit of\\nmany years labor, the yetus Testamentum\\nHebraicnm cum Variis Lectionibus, and, as\\nwe learn from Miss More s correspondence,\\nwas more than willing to seek relaxation in\\nsocial converse with his sprightly visitor.\\nIn a mock menagerie set up in the Kenni-\\ncott House, the host was an elephant, his\\nwife a dromedary, Miss Adams, daughter\\nof the Master of Pembroke, an antelope.\\nMiss More, a rhinoceros.\\nThe principal incident of this visit was\\nthe expedition to Pembroke College with\\nJohnson as cicerone. Pembroke was his", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0122.jp2"}, "121": {"fulltext": "Visit to Oxford 91\\nAlma Mater, and he would let no one show\\nit to Miss More but himself. He conducted\\nher proudly from room to room, pointing\\nout the chambers formerly occupied by the\\npoets who had been of his college.\\nThis was my room, this, Shenstone s, etc., etc.\\nIn short, we were in a nest of singing birds. Here we\\nwalked, there we played at cricket. When we came\\ninto the common room, we spied a fine large print of\\nJohnson, framed and hung up that very morning, with\\nthis motto\\nUnt is not Jobnson ours, bimselt a\\nbost\\nUnder which stared you in the face\\nfrom Miss More s Sensibility.\\nThis little incident amused us, but alas! Johnson\\nlooks very ill indeed spiritless and wan. However, he\\nmade an effort to be cheerful and 1 exerted myself to\\nmake him so.\\nShe had a delectable visit at the\\nBishop of Llandaff s, near Wallingford, and\\nin describing it to her sister alludes to the\\ninundation of company at the Kenni-\\ncotts As she writes there are in the\\nnext room three Canons, three Heads, three\\nladies, one student, and one Professor.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0123.jp2"}, "122": {"fulltext": "92 Hannah More\\nAnd so, floated upon the top wave of\\npopularity, as the favoured guest in every\\ncompany in which she found herself, she\\ndrifted back, as usual, for the summer\\nmonths to Bristol. Her sisters were still\\nteaching, the well-conducted seminary hav-\\ning taken the form of a training-school for\\ngovernesses, some of whom, as Sally\\namused Hannah and Mrs. Garrick by relat-\\ning, needed to be taught to spell and read.\\nLong years of faithful service in their chosen\\nprofession had brought money, with re-\\nputation, to the faithful quartette. They\\nwere already revolving the scheme, dear to\\nHannah s heart, of retiring to a country cot-\\ntage, too low for a clock as the\\ndreamer had pictured it in the days when\\ngoing to London, visits to publishers and\\nbishops, were the staple of her visions.\\nThe sisters had kept in touch with the bril-\\nliant member of the band that was always\\none in heart. Her triumphs were sweeter\\nto them than to her more sophisticated\\nspirit. They would have been dust and\\nashes between her teeth had she not shared\\nthem with the rest.\\nSeveral years before this, the needs of\\nthe enlarging seminary had compelled the", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0124.jp2"}, "123": {"fulltext": "A Singular Omission 93\\nMisses More to build a more commodious\\nhouse in Park Street, Bristol. It is still\\nstanding and the main building is occupied\\nby a Roman Catholic bookseller. In the\\nrear of the house is the Hannah More\\nHall. Shortly afterwards, the daughters\\nbuilt a pleasant home for their parents at\\nwhat was known as Stony Hill, Bristol.\\nCurious, sentimental, and superficial read-\\ners of Hannah More s life and letters have\\nmarvelled at the absence of all reference to\\nher father and mother in the hundreds of\\nepistles which went from London, Hamp-\\nton, Oxford, Bath, and other of her tem-\\nporary abodes to the Bristol home-circle.\\nSeveral biographers have lamented openly\\nthat we hear so little of the exemplary\\ncouple whose judicious education of their\\ngirls had produced such notable results.\\nMr. Jacob More was a ripe scholar, a good\\nman, an affectionate parent. His wife was\\na woman of more than ordinary intelligence,\\nas we have seen, and her method of secur-\\ning for all her brood the advantages of the\\nFrench school to which she could afford to\\nsend but one, showed her to be shrewd\\nand far-sighted, and to possess much ex-\\necutive ability.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0125.jp2"}, "124": {"fulltext": "94 Hannah More\\nCareful comparison of Hannah s diary-\\nletters reveal wide gaps between the dates\\nwhich recall to mind the fact that half of\\nher year was spent in the bosom of her\\nfamily. We have no means of knowing\\nwhat proportion of the summer months\\nwas devoted to filial cares. That her rela-\\ntions with her father remained affectionate\\nto the last we shall show presently. It\\nmust be observed, furthermore, that every-\\nthing pertaining to the domestic life of the\\nBristol homestead was carefully excised\\nfrom the sisterly correspondence before it\\nwas committed to the compiler. It would\\nhave been far more satisfactory to us had\\nHannah s heart-talks remained just as she\\nsent them if we had had more of the wo-\\nman, and perhaps less of the courted au-\\nthor, the student, the philosopher, and the\\nclever annalist of other clever people s say-\\nings and doings.\\nThe Bristol sojourn of this year was es-\\npecially pleasant, if we may judge from the\\nchance references to it which have escaped\\nthe pruning-shears of decorous editing.\\nMrs. Montagu whose Portland Square\\nmansion was the headquarters of the Bas\\nBleu, and whose fame as a litterateuse and", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0126.jp2"}, "125": {"fulltext": "Bristol Vacations 95\\nleader of fashion has been revived in our\\nera by Dr. Doran s Lady of the Last Century\\nran down to Bristol for the express pur-\\npose of visiting her friend in her own\\nhome, and talked of nothing else for\\ndays afterward. While there she was in-\\ntroduced to the Mores great friend, Dr. (or\\nSir) James Stonehouse, and wrote from\\nBath to express the gratification she had\\nhad in reading some of his works. The\\nBristol sisters, released by the summer va-\\ncation from the bondage of school routine,\\nmade picnics and other outdoor excursions\\nin Hannah s honour, the five taking car-\\nriage, or walking to some one of the famil-\\niar haunts of Lang Syne, carrying a basket\\nof provisions and spending the whole day\\nin the open air. Hannah, we may surmise,\\nwas, as of old, the chief story-teller. The\\nlength of her tri-weekly letters to her best-\\nbeloved, and the minuteness of detail with\\nwhich she tried to make them know the\\ncelebrities she met to enter in imagination\\nthe new world she had found are amaz-\\ning in one whose every hour in town was\\nmortgaged. More conclusive testimony to\\nthe depth and steadfastness of her love\\nfor her sisters could not be desired. They", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0127.jp2"}, "126": {"fulltext": "96 Hannah More\\nwere partners in her literary ambitions as\\nthey were to become, before long, in her\\nbenevolent labours. In every joy and every\\ntrial the beautiful fivefold cord held fast.\\nWinter was late in coming that year, and\\nalthough Mrs. Garrick was urgent in her\\npetitions for the return of her domestic\\nchaplain, business adviser, and counsellor-\\ngeneral, Hannah lingered in Bristol until\\nDecember. She must have been glad of\\nthis when, in the first week of the new\\nyear (1783), she had a letter from her sister\\nSarah announcing the sudden death of her\\nfather.\\nMiss Yonge mentions a copy of original\\nverses he sent to Hannah, long after he\\nwas eighty years old. As he was the\\nfather of five children in 1747, the pro-\\nbability is that he was nearer ninety than\\neighty at his death. With the shock still\\nupon her, Hannah wrote to Patty More\\nIt was so unusual for me to receive a letter two days\\nfollowing, that, when Sally s came on Wednesday, I had\\nso strong a presentiment of its contents that 1 did not\\nopen it for a long time, but laid it down very deliber-\\nately, and went and did several things which 1 thought\\ntoo well 1 should not be able to do after I had read it.\\nYet, notwithstanding all this preparation, I was just as", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0128.jp2"}, "127": {"fulltext": "Death of her Father Q7\\nmuch shocked at reading it, as if I had expected nothing\\nlike it. I could not get quite through it for many hours\\nafter. And yet there is no cause for grief, but much for\\njoy, much cause to be thankful. And I am very thank-\\nful that he was spared to us so long that he was\\nremoved when life began to grow a burden to himself\\nthat he did not survive his faculties that he was not\\nconfined to the miseries of a sick-bed and, above all,\\nthat his life was so exemplary, and his death so easy.\\nI wish I had seen him Yet that is a vain regret.\\nI hope he did not inquire after me, or miss me. Mrs.\\nGarrick was very much affected, as my father was a\\nvery great favourite of hers.\\nThe last sentence is strongly corrobora-\\ntive of what I said awhile ago of the elisions\\n(editorial) in Hannah More s home corre-\\nspondence. There is no mention in any\\nother letter of Mrs. Garrick s acquaintance-\\nship with Mr. More. Yet that she knew\\nand admired him as a man, and valued him\\nas a friend, we have here direct proof. Of\\nthe genuineness of Hannah s affliction we\\nhave more evidence in another note\\nHampton, Jan. 28, 178^.\\nSince my dear father s death I have never yet had\\nresolution to go out of doors, so much as to walk\\naround the garden, in almost three weeks but, as\\nthe day is fine, 1 intend to go out when 1 have finished\\nthis scrawl.\\n7", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0129.jp2"}, "128": {"fulltext": "98 Hannah More\\nIn March, Mrs. Garrick and her friend re-\\nmoved to London. There, although she\\ndeclined to appear in large assemblies. Miss\\nMore s friends rallied in force about her.\\nHorace Walpole wrangled with her about\\npoets, he, abusing all her favourites, and she,\\nhis Hoole sent her the preface to his trans-\\nlation of Ariosto, a compliment upon which\\nshe comments, dryly, as an expensive pres-\\nent, since she could not do less now than\\nsubscribe for the work, and a guinea and a\\nhalf for a translation of a work is dearish.\\nShe visited Dr. Johnson, who was still an\\ninvalid, but very interesting and all kind-\\nness to her. Lord Bathurst singled her\\nout after a dinner at Apsley House and en-\\ntertained her by the hour with anecdotes\\nof his godfather. Lord Bolingbroke, of\\nPope, and others, all very important\\nand full of interest. The letter in which\\nthese items are jotted down concludes with\\na weary-hearted sigh This round will\\nnot last long. 1 begin to calculate that\\nthere is little more than a clear month be-\\ntween this and June.\\nThe editorial pruner overlooked two brief,\\neloquent sentences in a letter penned May\\n5th:", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0130.jp2"}, "129": {"fulltext": "Family Relations 99\\nIs it not very melancholy when you go\\nto see our solitary mother I endeavour to\\nthink of it as little as I can, but in spite\\nof my endeavours it mixes with all my\\nthoughts.\\nWhy the aged mother of five dutiful\\ndaughters should have been solitary in her\\nwidowhood is a mystery which Mr. Roberts\\nand other chroniclers who lived nearer the\\ntimes of Mary, Elizabeth, Sarah, Hannah,\\nand Martha More do not seem to have\\nthought it worth their while to clear up.\\nThat the melancholy solitude was not the\\nfault of any one of her children we must\\nbelieve when we read of their devotion to\\none another and their ready response to\\nsorrow and need in whatever form these\\nconfronted them.\\nHannah was summoned from her sum-\\nmering with her sisters to witness the death\\nof Dr. Kennicott, and to support his wife\\nthrough the trying scenes accompanying it.\\nHer peculiarly sympathetic nature was\\njoined to self-control and practical activity\\nin every exigency that made her invaluable\\nin the house of mourning.\\nI shall stay while 1 have any chance of being useful\\nto the afflicted widow, she wrote to her sister.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0131.jp2"}, "130": {"fulltext": "100 Hannah More\\nWhat substantial comfort and satisfaction must not\\nthe testimony which our departed friend was enabled to\\nbear to the truth of the Holy Scriptures afford to those\\nwho lean upon them as the only anchor of the soul\\nWhen Dr. K. had an audience of the King to present\\nhis work, His Majesty asked him, What, upon the\\nwhole, had been the result of his laborious and learned\\ninvestigation To which he replied that he had\\nfound some grammatical errors, and many variations, in\\nthe different texts, but not one which, in the smallest\\ndegree, affected any article of faith or practice.\\nIn another letter Hannah gives us an idea\\nof the nature and extent of her useful-\\nness to the afflicted widow\\nWe are vastly busy packing, selling,\\nwriting, etc., and perhaps it is good for\\npoor Mrs. Kennicott that she is not allowed\\na quiet enjoyment of her grief.\\nMiss More had had an illness of her own\\nearlier in the summer, for she writes in\\nJuly to William W. Pepys, Esq., one of\\nher most valued literary friends\\nI have been filling up the vacant hours\\nof my convalescence in scribbling a parcel\\nof idle verses, which she begs him to\\nread critically with all the malice of a\\nfriend. Do not make the least scruple of\\nstriking out any improper, or singularly\\ntlimsy, couplet.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0132.jp2"}, "131": {"fulltext": "The Bas Bleu loi\\nHer critic responded tliat he had read\\nthe poem over twenty times, and really\\nthought it a composition of first-rate merit\\nof its kind.\\nThus was born the poem, The Bas Bleu,\\nin which the members of the accomplished\\ncoterie in which Mrs. Montagu and Mrs.\\nVesey were ruling spirits, were described,\\nand contrasted favourably with the Salon\\nBleu of the Hotel Rambouillet\\nWhere point and turn and equivoque\\nDistorted every word they spoke\\nAll so intolerably bright\\nPlain common-sense was put to flight\\nEach speaker so ingenious ever,\\nT was tiresome to be so clever.\\nThe members of the English clique re-\\nceived, as was the fashion of the day,\\nLatin names the stingless satire was\\ncopied by Mrs. Pepys, that the hand-\\nwriting might not betray the authorship,\\nand sent by post, anonymously, to Mrs.\\nVesey. Loelius, Roscius, Lentulus, Atticus\\nCompanv, recognising themselves under\\ntheir Latin togas, were flattered and\\ncharmed, begged for confidential copies of\\nthe verses, passed them on to their friends,\\nstill confidentially, until everybody was", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0133.jp2"}, "132": {"fulltext": "102 Hannah More\\nquoting it, and tiie authorship ceased to be\\na secret.\\nDr. Johnson wrote to Mrs. Thrale that\\nthe poem now wandering about in manu-\\nscript was in his opinion a great per-\\nformance. To the author s face he said\\nthat there was no name in poetry that\\nmight not be glad to own it. When the\\nblushing recipient of the compliment told\\nhim that she was delighted at his appro-\\nbation, he answered quite characteris-\\ntically\\nAnd so you may be, for I give you the\\nopinion of a man who does not praise\\neasily.\\nMiss Yonge sums up the verdict that\\nmust be rendered by those so far removed\\nby time from the personal interests of that\\nepoch in English literature as to be unable\\nto appreciate what were then adjudged to\\nbe the best points of the performance\\nOn the whole, however, modern taste\\nprefers the letter sent out by Miss More to\\nMrs. Pepys with a pair of stockings knitted\\nfor one of the children a cleverer thing in\\nits way than The Bas Bleu.\\nThe letter, playful, graceful, and ingen-\\nious, is headed, The Bas Blanc.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0134.jp2"}, "133": {"fulltext": "The Bas Bleu 103\\nThe subject, she says, is simple, but it has a be-\\nginning, middle and end. The exordium is the natural\\nintroduction by which you are let into the whole work.\\nThe middle, I trust, is free from any unnatural tumor or\\ninflation, and the end from any disproportionate little-\\nness. I have avoided bringing about the catastrophe\\ntoo suddenly, as 1 know that would hurt him at whose\\nfeet 1 lay it.\\nAnd so on through four pages of let-\\nter-paper, concluding with the expectation\\nthat it will long survive all my other pro-\\nductions. Therefore 1 am desirous to\\nplace it in the Pepysian collection.\\nThe stockings, however tender and tat-\\ntered, would fetch their weight in gold\\nnow.\\nThe Bas Bleu appeared in print in 1786,\\nand was bound in the same volume with a\\npoem entitled Florio, depicting the character\\nand ways of a man about town. The book\\nwas dedicated to Horace Walpole. A cho-\\nrus of panegyric greeted the new applicant\\nfor popular favour Horace Walpole dis-\\nclaimed the praises lavished upon him in the\\ndedication, but said a thousand diverting\\nthings about Florio, and the author was\\nperhaps the only person in the mutual\\nadmiration society who appraised the", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0135.jp2"}, "134": {"fulltext": "104 Hannah More\\nproduction justly, and weighed aright the\\nvalue of the encomiums it received.\\nHer growing weariness with what she\\nhad once fancied would fill and flush her\\nmeasure of content is apparent in many a\\npassage in letters as full as ever of incidents\\nthat would entertain the toiling sisterhood\\nin Bristol. In 1787, she turned an import-\\nant leaf in the Higher Life by becoming\\nacquainted with William Wilberforce and\\nJohn Newton. The bill for the abolition\\nof the African slave-trade was, through the\\nexertions of Wilberforce, brought before\\nParliament in 1787, and marked the begin-\\nning of a struggle he was to maintain\\nwith unflinching courage for twenty years,\\na hard-won victory crowning, his efforts in\\n1807. William Cowper believed it near at\\nhand when he set his lance in rest and\\ncharged upon the leaders in the abhorrent\\ntraffic. Hannah More threw energy and\\ntalent into the cause. The ring of genuine\\nfeeling sounds through lines which, in\\nsmoothness of versification, remind us of\\nPope at his best\\nWho makes the sum of human blessings less,\\nOr sinks the stock of general happiness,\\nThough erring fame may grace, though false renown", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0136.jp2"}, "135": {"fulltext": "The Bas Bleu 105\\nHis life may blazon, or his memory crown,\\nYet the last Audit shall reverse the cause,\\nAnd God shall vindicate His broken laws.\\nA sentence catches my eye as I turn the\\npages of the Letters, and brings a gleam of\\ncynical amusement to the lips\\n1 was in the very joy of my heart on\\nseeing the other day in the papers that our\\ncharming Miss Burney has got an establish-\\nment so near the Queen. How 1 love the\\nQueen for having so wisely chosen!\\nPoor Evelina forbidden to read, ex-\\ncept at her royal mistress s behest the\\nfag of a vulgar German mother of the\\nmaids writing by stealth the Diary that\\nopens the windows of her prison-house to\\nus broken in health and degraded in spirit\\nby confinement and the never-ending rou-\\ntine of labours which should have devolved\\nupon an unlettered Abigail could have\\ndisabused her fellow-craftswoman s mind\\nof the illusion, lowered her reverent affec-\\ntion for the sweet queen as Macaulay\\nsneeringly calls the dull taskmistress, and\\ndispelled any lurking envy that might have\\nentered generous Hannah s mind at the\\nstory of little Burney s elevation.\\nWhile fortunate Fanny was combing the", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0137.jp2"}, "136": {"fulltext": "io6 Hannah More\\nhair and lacing the bodice of her sweet\\nqueen, catching monthly glimpses of\\nher father and sisters at court receptions,\\nand spending every evening in playing cards\\nwith snuffy, ill-tempered Mrs. Schwellen-\\nborg, Hannah was concluding the purchase\\nof Cowslip Green, and setting up herself,\\none sister, and a limited number of house-\\nhold gods therein.\\nThe thatched hermitage, which now\\nbecame her summer resort, was built upon\\npleasant grounds in the parish of Wring-\\nton, ten miles from Bristol, on the road to\\nExeter. Martha, otherwise Patty, was her\\nhousekeeper and companion the other\\nsisters were frequent visitors. Mrs. Ken-\\nnicott pleaded for the privilege of being\\nrammed, crammed and jammed there\\nduring the second summer of Hannah s oc-\\ncupancy, and recapitulated some of the joys\\nof her first visit in a letter to her late hostess\\n1 long to be trimming honeysuckles, broiling chops,\\nand talking sentiment with you, my dear friend Patty,\\nand am an excellent gypsey cook, while Governess be-\\nholds with astonishment, and Sister Betty is preparing\\nfor us in the house, with the vain expectation that we\\nshall, some time or other, come into it, and look like\\ngentlefolks.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0138.jp2"}, "137": {"fulltext": "The Bas Bleu 107\\nThe most perfect little hermitage that can be con-\\nceived, thus the proud mistress paints it to John New-\\nton. A pretty, quiet cottage which 1 built myself\\ntwo years ago. (This is in 1787.) There is a great\\ndeal of picturesque scenery about it. The care of my\\ngarden gives me employment, health and spirits. I\\nhave always fancied, if I could secure to myself\\nsuch a quiet retreat as 1 have now really accomplish-\\ned, I should be wonderfully good. I have\\nactually found a great deal of the comfort I expected,\\nbut without any of the concomitant virtues.\\nIt is a very significant saying, though a very old one,\\nof the Puritans, that Hell is paved with good inten-\\ntions. I sometimes tremble to think how large a\\nsquare my procrastination alone may furnish to this\\ntessellated pavement.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0139.jp2"}, "138": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER VIII\\nDEATH OF DR. JOHNSON THE BRISTOL\\nMILK-WOMAN REVIVAL OF PERCY\\nTHOUGHTS ON THE IMPORTANCE OF THE\\nMANNERS OF THE GREAT\\nDR. JOHNSON S death (December 13,\\n1784) had produced a profound im-\\npression upon Miss More, and had its\\ninfluence in turning the current of her\\nthoughts and labours into the channel the}/\\nnever left during the last thirty years of her\\nlife. Her letter to her Bristol sisters con-\\ntaining the story of his last hours is sol-\\nemn and dignified. After one of her later\\nvisits to him she had lamented to Mrs.\\nBoscawen, that his mind is still a prey\\nto melancholy, and that the fear of death\\noperates on him to the destruction of his\\npeace.\\nIt is grievous, it is unaccountable!\\n108", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0140.jp2"}, "139": {"fulltext": "Death of Dr. Johnson 109\\nshe continues. He who has the Christ-\\nian hope upon the best foundation whose\\nfaith is strong, whose morals are irreproach-\\nable. But I am willing to ascribe it to bad\\nnerves and to bodily disease.\\nIt was, therefore, with devout thankful-\\nness that his friend chronicled what she\\nhad learned from a letter from Mr. Pepys,\\nrelative to the closing scenes of Johnson s\\neventful mortal career\\nA friend desired he would make his will, and as\\nHume in his last moments had made an impious de-\\nclaration of his opinions, he thought it might tend to\\ncounteract the poison if Johnson would make a public\\nconfession of his faith in his will. He said he would,\\nseized the pen with great earnestness, and asked what\\nwas the usual form of beginning a will. His friend told\\nhim. After the usual forms he wrote 1 offer up my\\nsoul to the great and merciful God. I offer it full of\\npollution, but in full assurance that it will be cleansed in\\nthe blood of my Redeemer.\\nHe talked of his death and funeral at times with\\ngreat composure. On the Monday morning he fell into\\na sound sleep, and continued in that state for twelve\\nhours, and then died without a groan.\\nNo action of his life became him like the leaving it.\\nHis death makes a kind of era in literature. Pity and\\ngoodness will not easily find a more able defender, and\\nit is delightful to see him set, as it were, his dying\\nseal to the professions of his life, and to tiie truth of\\nChristianity.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0141.jp2"}, "140": {"fulltext": "1 10 Hannah More\\nSome weeks later she wrote\\nI have often told you that Sunday is not only my\\nday of rest, but of enjoyment. 1 go twice to the churches\\nwhere I expect the best preaching, frequently to St.\\nClement s to hear my excellent friend, Burrowes. By\\nthe way, it gives me peculiar pleasure to think that there\\nI partook of the Holy Sacrament with Johnson the last\\ntime he ever received it in public.\\nIt was very considerate in Mrs. Garrick to decline\\nasking company on Sunday on my account, so that I\\nenjoy the whole day to myself. I swallow no small\\nportion of theology of different descriptions, as I always\\nread, when visiting, such books as I do not possess at\\nhome. I devour much, but, 1 fear, digest little. In the\\nevening I read a sermon and prayers to the family,\\nwhich Mrs. Garrick much likes.\\nHer intimacy with Horace Walpole grew\\nand strengthened apace. He declared Cow-\\nslip Green to be a relation, cousin-german,\\nat least, to Strawberry Hill, his beautiful\\nand famous country-seat, and sent a com-\\nplete collection of his writings, handsomely\\nbound, to the hermitage, as a nucleus\\nfor Miss More s library. When he was\\nconfined to his house by severe illness he\\nsummoned his vivacious friend, now rising\\nforty, to cheat him into forgetfulness of\\nbodily pain.\\nNotwithstanding his sufferings 1 never found him so", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0142.jp2"}, "141": {"fulltext": "Horace Walpole 1 1 1\\npleasant, so witty, so entertaining, says Hannah. I\\nnever knew a man suffer pain with such entire patience.\\nThis submission is certainly a most valuable part of re-\\nligion, and yet alas he is not religious. 1 must, how-\\never, do him the justice to say, that except the delight\\nhe has in teasing me for what he calls over-strictness,\\nI have never heard a sentence from him which savoured\\nof infidelity.\\nUpon the same page with the account\\nof her visit to the brilliant scholar and diplo-\\nmat, we are treated to a picture of a small\\nparty where were Burke, Sir Joshua Rey-\\nnolds, Lords Palmerston and North, and at\\nwhich Mrs. Fielding and Hannah More led\\nin the game of Twenty Questions, the dis-\\ntinguished statesmen 1 have named joining\\nin like eager schoolboys.\\nAnd now concludes the faithful sis-\\nter 1 hope to receive due praise for my\\nimplicit obedience in gratifying your in-\\nsatiable curiosity with an account of almost\\nevery dinner 1 have eaten, and every per-\\nson to whom 1 have spoken.\\nStill a repetition of the old story of the\\nexpensive boarding-school attended by one\\nof the five, and, at second-hand, by all the\\nrest. The close corporation was a perpet-\\nual institution, to which each member was\\nconstant unto death.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0143.jp2"}, "142": {"fulltext": "1 12 Hannah More\\nAnother interview with Horace Walpole\\nintroduces an adventure almost too familiar\\nto be repeated to anyone who is at all con-\\nversant with the outlines of Miss More s\\nbiography.\\nNeither years nor sufferings can abate the entertain-\\ning powers of the pleasant Horace which rather improve\\nthan decay, though he himself says he is only fit to be\\na milk-woman as the chalk-stones at his finger-ends\\nqualify him for nothing but scoring. But he declares\\nhe will not be a Bristol milk-woman was obliged\\nto recount to him all that odious tale.\\nThe odious tale, in brief, was this\\nThe More sisters discovered in one Anne\\nYearsley, who brought milk to their door\\nand carried away the garbage from the\\nkitchen, a talent for verse-making and a\\ntaste for literature which, in their opinion,\\napproximated genius. Hannah named her\\nLactilla, in the thousand letters of appeal\\naddressed to rich and influential friends,\\nand collected over six hundred pounds to\\nbe invested for Mrs. Yearsley s benefit.\\nShe also edited and arranged Lactilla s poems\\nfor the press. Besides money and useful\\narticles to be used in the home in prepara-\\ntion for the genius, donations of books were", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0144.jp2"}, "143": {"fulltext": "The Bristol Milk- Woman 113\\nintrusted to Miss Moore. The gift of a set\\nof Bell s Edition of the Poets from the\\nDuchess of Devonshire was the direct\\nmeans of exposing the real character of the\\npoetical protegee. Pending the purchase of\\nshelves upon which the books could be ar-\\nranged in the Yearsleys cottage, they were\\nplaced in the Cowslip Green library. Lac-\\ntilla thereupon wrote to the Duchess, de-\\nclaring that Miss More meant to keep them\\nfor herself. She asserted, moreover, that\\nthe six hundred pounds were used in pur-\\nchasing an estate for the mistress of Cow-\\nslip Green that Miss More had used her\\nas a cat s-paw to fill her own purse that\\nthe pretended benefactress was envious\\nof Lactilla s talents and bent upon her\\ndownfall, with much more coarse abuse\\nand ungrateful railing that need not be re-\\ncorded.\\nMrs. Montagu had contributed liberally\\nto the fund collected by the thousand let-\\nters, and was warmly interested in the\\nobject. Yet she had advised her friend\\nkindly and tactfully in the beginning of the\\nenterprise to inform herself as much as\\nwas practicable as to Lactilla s temper,\\ndisposition, and moral character.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0145.jp2"}, "144": {"fulltext": "1 14 Hannah More\\nIt has sometimes Iiappened to me that, by an en-\\ndeavour to encourage talents and cherish virtue by driv-\\ning from them the terrifying spectre of pale poverty,\\nI have introduced a legion of little demons. Vanity,\\nluxury, idleness and pride have entered the cottage the\\nmoment poverty vanished.\\nThe caution was prophetic. When Anne\\nYearsley insisted violently upon receiving\\nevery shilling of the principal committed in\\ntrust to Mrs, Montagu and Miss More, in-\\nstead of accepting the interest, the ladies\\nput the affair into a lawyer s hands for set-\\ntlement. He made a rich Bristol merchant\\ntrustee of the fund, and the latter was\\nfairly worried into yielding it to the ter-\\nmagant. With it she stocked a circulat-\\ning library at the Hot Wells, and never\\nceased to regale such patrons as would\\nlisten to her with stories of Hannah More s\\nhypocrisy, envy, and greed.\\nHad she turned out well, philosophised impress-\\nive Hannah, I should have had my reward. 1 have\\nhad my trial. Perhaps I was too elated at my success\\nand in counting over the money, I might be elated\\nand think Is not this great Babylon which I have\\nbuilded\\nIn the same tone of unresentful humility\\nshe tells Mr. Pepys", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0146.jp2"}, "145": {"fulltext": "The Bristol Milk-Woman 115\\nI confess my weakness, it goes to my\\nheart, not for my own sake, but for the\\nsake of our common nature. Do not let\\nthis harden your heart or mine against any\\nfuture object. Fate bene per voi is a beau-\\ntiful maxim.\\nTo Mrs. Carter she pleads for the in-\\ngrate\\nProsperity is a great trial and she could not stand\\nit. I was afraid it would turn her head, but 1 did not\\nexpect it would harden her heart. I continue to take\\nthe same care of her pecuniary interests and am bring-\\ning out a second edition of her poems. My conscience\\ntells me I ought not to give up my trust for those poor\\nchildren on account of their mother s wickedness. This\\nwill not steel your heart, nor, I trust, mine, against the\\nnext distress that may present itself to us but there are\\nmany on whom, I fear, it may have that effect.\\nProsperity and adulation had not shaken\\nher own brain from its just balance, or al-\\ntered the warm, tender heart. The success\\nof her published writings was a continual\\nsurprise to her. Her estimate of drama,\\npoem, and essay was so far beneath that\\nof critic and general reader that she de-\\nscried an element of absurdity in the popu-\\nlar verdict.\\nWhen The Search after Happiness was", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0147.jp2"}, "146": {"fulltext": "1 1 6 Hannah More\\ndisinterred and brouglit out in a new and\\nmodern dress, she laughingly gave the\\ncopyright to her sister Patty, her favour-\\nite of the four if she had a favourite.\\nAs the work of a seventeen-year-old school-\\ngirl it could hardly be approved by the ad-\\nmirers of the far better worl^ elaborated\\nby her deft pen twenty-three years after-\\nward. How the result of Cadell s venture\\nimpressed her, we see in a home-letter\\n(1787)\\nI believe Patty will be a great fortune at last, for\\nthe ninth edition of my present to her The Search\\nafter Happiness has gone to the press. I am really\\nshocked at the public taste which has taken off ten\\nthousand copies of a poem which I have not the pa-\\ntience to read.\\nHer sturdy humility had a further and a\\nharder trial in the revival of Percy upon\\nthe London stage, with Mrs. Siddons as El-\\nwina. Meeting Mr. Pepys at a quiet din-\\nner at Mrs. Chapone s, for which snug\\nparty of three Hannah had refused one\\nof the finest assemblies in London very\\ngrand and very dull, he told her that he\\nhad had a great struggle whether to come\\nto Mrs. Chapone s, or to go to the theatre", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0148.jp2"}, "147": {"fulltext": "Revival of Percy 117\\nto see Percy, finally concluding to give\\nup the child for the sake of the mother.\\nThey were astonished at my not being there. I\\ntold them 1 had been able to resist Shakspeare so many\\nyears there was no great philosophy in withstanding the\\npoet of that night. The next day I had another attack.\\nI dined with Sin Joshua, Mr. Burke, and two or three\\nothers of that stamp. They cried, all at once Were\\nyou not delighted with Mrs. Siddons last night in\\nPercy I replied, No, for I did not see her. They\\nwould not believe me guilty of such insensibility, add-\\ning, She did it exquisitely, as the tears of Mr. Fox,\\nwho sat with us, testified.\\nThis was no affectation of humility.\\nThe earnest, chastened spirit was intent\\nupon higher things the mature mind re-\\njected husks. She had seen the best and\\nthe worst of the world of polite letters\\nand gilded follies. At Hampton, to which\\ndear retreat Mrs. Garrick took her in the\\nspring, to Hannah s great joy, to dissi-\\npate colds and gather violets, she devoted\\nmore space to longings for her garden at\\nCowslip Green, dreams of the blossoming\\napple-trees and the avenue of limes she\\nhad set out in the autumn, than to a mag-\\nnificent assembly at Lady Amherst s she\\nhad attended just before leaving London.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0149.jp2"}, "148": {"fulltext": "1 18 Hannah More\\nRoyalties were there in groups, the Prince\\nof Wales among them, as usual all gay-\\nety and gracefulness. He asked that Miss\\nMore should be presented to him. He had\\noften wished to see her. John Home,\\nthe author of Douglas, had breakfasted at\\nMrs. Garrick s.\\nDouglas writes no more, but has\\nhung up his harp, as well as Percy. It\\nis time for us both to take our leave of\\npoetry.\\nIt is significant of the growing change in\\nher tastes and ambitions that the author\\nwhom she ventures most to recommend\\nis Mrs. Trimmer, from whom she had a\\nlong call in London. This lady is best\\nknown by her Tracts for the Poor, and\\nchildren s books.\\nI made one lady take three dozen of her books yes-\\nterday, says practical Hannah, after speaking of the\\nvisible change in Brentford morals and manners in con-\\nsequence of Mrs. Trimmer s labours. I presumed to\\ngive her a great deal of good, wholesome advice about\\nbooksellers for, popular as I am persuaded she must be,\\nshe has got little or nothing by her writings except reput-\\nation and the consciousness of doing good, on which\\ntwo things though I set all due value, yet where there\\nare ten children money must have the eleventh place in\\nmaternal consideration.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0150.jp2"}, "149": {"fulltext": "Mrs. Trimmer 119\\nThere were twelve children when she\\nvisited Mrs. Trimmer in Brentford a couple\\nof years afterward, and the compassionate\\nreader will unite in my hope that the\\nworldly wisdom of the spinster-author had\\nbrought forth the lucrative fruits of pounds,\\nshillings, and pence in addition to the goodly\\nblossoms of reputation and the approval\\nof conscience with which the prolific ma-\\ntron had been well content up to her meet-\\ning with Miss More.\\nEach of the charming letters in the col-\\nlection before me is a distinct temptation\\nto the pen of the copyist. Every sketch is\\ngraphic and bold the list of names would\\nfill a Blue Book of fashion and fame. I\\nyield to the temptation to give the devotees\\nof nineteenth-century Teas a glimpse\\nof the more formidable rite which bore the\\nname in the eighteenth.\\nA The is among the stupid new follies of the winter\\n[1788]. You are to invite fifty, or a hundred people to\\ncome at eight o clock. There is to be a long table, or\\nlittle parties at small tables the cloth is to be laid as at\\nbreakfast everyone has a napkin tea and coffee are\\nmade by the company, as at a public breakfast the\\ntable is covered with rolls, wafers, bread and butter,\\nand what constitutes the very essence of a The, an\\nimmense load of hot buttered rolls and muffins, all", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0151.jp2"}, "150": {"fulltext": "120 Hannah More\\nadmirably contrived to create a nausea in persons fresh\\nfrom the dinner-table.\\nNow, of all nations under the sun, as I take it, the\\nEnglish are the greatest of fools. Because the Duke of\\nDorset in Paris, where people dine at two, thought this\\nwould be a pretty fashion to introduce, we, who dine\\nat six, must adopt this French translation of an English\\nfashion, and fall into it as if it were an original inven-\\ntion. This will be a short folly.\\nIt lived long enough to be imported into\\ncertain of the newly made States of America,\\nthe war being over and the chase of foreign\\nnovelties in full swing. The late and pon-\\nderous teas in vogue in some of the South-\\nern States, where dinner is never served\\nbefore three p.m., are a relic of the stupid\\nfolly, superseded in our generation by the\\nsimplest of social functions, the sensible\\nAfternoon Tea of our English cousins.\\nIt is pleasant to us, as lovers of the Olney\\nbard, to find Hannah More quoting to John\\nNewton, his leal friend and admirer, Cow-\\nper s God made the country and man\\nmade the town, when she had been for\\nsome weeks in the quiet enjoyment of\\nCowslip Green.\\nThe world is wiped out of my memory as with the\\nsponge of oblivion, she declares. But, as 1 have ob-\\nserved to you before, so much do my gardening cares", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0152.jp2"}, "151": {"fulltext": "Manners of the Great 121\\nand pleasures occupy me, that the world is not half so\\nformidable a rival to heaven in my heart as my garden.\\nEight months prior to the date of this\\nletter (July, 1788) the world or what\\nstood with the rural moralist for it was\\nstirred to its centre by the appearance of a\\nsmall volume published by Cadell, with no\\nhint as to the authorship. The title was\\nlong, didactic, and, to our apprehension,\\nheavily uninviting. The author, when dis-\\nclosed, feared that it was a sounding\\ntitle, Thoughts on the Importance of the\\nManners of the Great to General Society.\\nCould a publisher outside of a Tract\\nHouse be found for such a treatise at the\\npresent day and in our country, the book\\nwould fall from the press like a stone into\\nthe depths of the sea of oblivion, creating\\nno more sensation upon the surface than\\nthe bursting of a bubble in mid-Atlantic.\\nThis may be because there are no titled\\nGreat among us perhaps the many un-\\ntitled Great ones are so wise in their own\\nconceit that they heed no admonition. The\\neffect of the anonymous publication upon\\nLondon society was like the explosion of a\\nsubmarine torpedo. This was the more\\nremarkable because the little book was", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0153.jp2"}, "152": {"fulltext": "122 Hannah More\\nneither satire nor story. The writer had\\nresorted to no tricks of authorial or the ad-\\nvertiser s art to attract notice to the protest\\nagainst the less obvious offences that are,\\nin general, safe from the bar, the pulpit, or\\nthe throne, yet which do much harm to\\ninferiors.\\nThe allusion to the remonstrance of the\\nthrone was at once interpreted by all who\\nhad read the Royal Proclamation against\\nVice and Immorality recently put forth by\\nthe reigning sovereign, the respectable sire\\nof the First Gentleman in Europe. It was\\na dull and soggy production, and in the cir-\\ncumstances likely to be as efficient as the\\nPope s bull against the comet.\\nThe Thoughts were couched in Addiso-\\nnian English. The aim was direct the\\noffences were patent, and were dealt\\nwith with forceful simplicity. Assuming\\nthe duty of the superior to the subordinate\\nin the matter of example, the Great were\\nadmonished that divers practices they never\\nthought of considering even minor vices\\nwere lowering the standard of right and\\nwrong among the common people. The\\nhair-dresser who obeyed My Lady s sum-\\nmons on Sunday the footman whose glib", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0154.jp2"}, "153": {"fulltext": "Manners of the Great 123\\nnot at home was put into his mouth\\nby his mistress, seated at her ease in her\\ndrawing-room the servant who pocketed\\nthe fee for furnishing a clean pack of cards\\nto his master and his gambling compan-\\nions the maid who laid the rouge upon\\nher mistress s cheeks were so many ap-\\nprentices in the sins of Sabbath-breaking,\\ngaming, and lying.\\nWith regard to the card-money evil,\\nthe appeal was for other employers, no less\\nthan for the servant s own good\\nIf tlie advantage of the dependent is to increase in a\\ndirect ratio with the dissipation of his employer, what\\nencouragement is left for valuable servants, or what\\nprospect remains of securing valuable servants for sober-\\nminded families?\\nAnd as to fashionable falsehoods\\nNor should the master look for undeviating and per-\\nfect rectitude from his servant in whom the principle of\\nveracity is daily and hourly weakened in conformity with\\nhis own command.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0155.jp2"}, "154": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER IX\\nWONDERFUL POPULARITY OF THE MANNERS\\nDISCOVERY OF THE AUTHOR FANNY BUR-\\nNEY AND HANNAH MORE COWSLIP GREEN\\nAS A PERMANENT ABODE\\nWITHIN a week after the publication\\nof Thoughts on the Importance of\\nthe Manners of the Great to General So-\\nciety, a second edition was demanded. This\\nwas exhausted in six days; a third, hurriedly\\nput upon the market, in one forenoon.\\nConjecture ran riot as to the author. He\\nwas assuredly a person of education and of\\nsuch breeding as had given him a chance\\nto investigate in person the abuses he\\nwould reform. The Bishop of London\\n(Dr. Porteus) had been outspoken upon\\nsome of the subjects dealt with by the\\nfearless critic. What more probable than\\nthat he had chosen the mask of a layman\\n124", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0156.jp2"}, "155": {"fulltext": "Theories as to Authorship 125\\nunder which to assail what a clergyman\\nwould be supposed to treat perfunctorily\\nAnother faction contended for the extreme\\nlikelihood that William Wilberforce born\\nagitator and reformer, now in the full tide\\nof the religious enthusiasm which was to\\nbear him into the forefront of the battle\\nwith churchly formalism and state corrup-\\ntions had set his virile pen to paper in\\nthese practical essays.\\nIn support of this theory there were not\\nwanting those who recalled an anecdote,\\ntold by him with regret and self-condemna-\\ntion which his fashionable acquaintances\\nthought morbidly disproportionate to the\\noccasion. He had discharged a servant for\\nhabitual lying, and was answered by the\\nfellow, impudently, that he had learned his\\nfirst lesson in falsehood from himself. Mr.\\nWilberforce, being too busy one day to see\\nvisitors, had told the footman to say that\\nhis master was not at home, should any-\\none call. As a titled youth had excused his\\nsuicide by writing that what Cato did, and\\nAddison approved, could not be wrong,\\nthe flunkey assumed that what so relig-\\nious a man as his master did, and ordered\\nhis servants to do, must be right.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0157.jp2"}, "156": {"fulltext": "126 Hannah More\\nIt was well known that the incident had\\nmoved Mr. Wilberforce to the resolution\\nnever again to allow the false and fashion-\\nable phrase to be used in his household.\\nThe story was a strong link in the chain of\\ncircumstantial evidence fastening the au-\\nthorship of the much-talked-of book upon\\nthe philanthropist, who, at the tender age\\nof fourteen, had written and published a\\nnewspaper article, Condemnation of the\\nOdious Traffic in Human Flesh.\\nThis hypothesis was warmly supported\\nby no less a personage than Thomas Bruce,\\nEarl of Elgin, the celebrated archaeologist to\\nwhom England owes the Elgin Marbles in\\nthe British Museum. The active interest\\nhe took in the modest treatise is a side-light\\nupon the effect produced by it in the high-\\nest circles of the realm.\\nin a conversation with the Bishop of\\nLondon, Lord Elgin assured him, as a\\ncertain fact, that Mr. Wilberforce, and no-\\nbody else, wrote what was popularly (as\\nwas natural) abbreviated in common speech\\ninto Tlie Manners of the Great. The\\nBishop s right put forward by his ad-\\nmirers to the paternity of the book was\\ndisposed of by the author s assertion, in", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0158.jp2"}, "157": {"fulltext": "WILLIAM WILBERFORCE, M.P.\\nFROM A PICTURE BY J. RISING", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0159.jp2"}, "158": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0160.jp2"}, "159": {"fulltext": "Discovery of the Author 127\\nthe body of the work, that he was not a\\nclergyman.\\nLord Elgin s next call, after leaving the\\nBishop s house, was upon William Wilber-\\nforce. He found that gentleman with Man-\\nners of the Great in his hand, and the first\\nwords were in such praise of it as put his\\nLordship s theories to flight. Mr. Wilber-\\nforce not merely denied the authorship, but\\ndeclared that he was ignorant as to who\\nhad written it.\\nCadell called upon the author for a fourth\\nedition to be put to press immediately,\\nand his exultation may have made him a\\ntrifle indiscreet in the talk with almost all\\nthe Bishops of which he speaks to the\\nanonymous notoriety. The first intimation\\nHannah More had of the discovery of her\\ncarefully guarded secret was through an\\nunsigned epigram that came one morning\\nwith the rest of her mail. It accompanied\\na copy of Manners of the Great:\\nOf sense and religion in this little book\\nAll agree there s a wonderful store\\nBut while round the world for an author they look\\n1 only am wishing for More.\\nI think 1 know the hand, writes Hannah. 1 am\\na little frightened, but nobody has betrayed me. it is", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0161.jp2"}, "160": {"fulltext": "128 Hannah More\\nonly by the internal evidence that it is guessed at.\\nWhen the author is discovered i shall expect to find al-\\nmost every door shut against me mais, n importe\\n1 shall only be sent to my darling retirement.\\n1 spent Saturday evening at Lady Amherst s. The\\nBook lay on the table. Several of the company took it\\nup and talked it over, and Mr. Pepys looked me through,\\nso that 1 never had such difficulty to keep my coun-\\ntenance. A day or two before 1 dined at the Bishop of\\nSalisbury s. I was obliged to hear him, Mrs. Montagu,\\nand the Bishop of Lincoln talk it over with the greatest\\nwarmth. All commended it, though some of the com-\\npany thought it rather too strict, but the Bishops\\njustified it.\\nThe Bishops seemed to have been\\nparticularly brisk in investigation, as well\\nas in commendation, of the lay-woman s\\nmissionary work to the great of the earth.\\nMrs. Trimmer and Miss More called to-\\ngether upon the Bishop of Salisbury (Dr.\\nHorsley), and the learned host took occa-\\nsion to remark that he was sitting be-\\ntween two very remarkable women. One\\nhas undertaken to reform all the poor, and\\nthe other all the great.\\nThen, bowing to Mrs. Trimmer, he added,\\nI congratulate you upon having the more\\nhopeful subjects.\\nHannah s sister Patty had been her confi-\\ndante all throughout the writing of the", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0162.jp2"}, "161": {"fulltext": "Popularity of Manners 129\\nbook. Besides her publisher, she had no\\nother.\\nMy book is now before the public, with its sound-\\ning title, she had written to Martha on publication-day.\\nIn it I have not gone deep, it is but a superficial\\nview of the subject. It is confined to prevailing prac-\\ntical evils. Should this succeed, I hope, by the blessing\\nof God, another time to attack more strongly the princi-\\nple. I have not owned myself the author not so much\\nbecause of that fear of man which worketh a snare, as\\nbecause, if anonymous, it may be ascribed to some\\nbetter person, and because of fear that I do not live as I\\nwrite.\\n(The old haunting dread lest hers should\\nnot be esteemed practical piety!\\nI hope it may be useful to myself, at\\nleast, as 1 give a sort of public pledge of\\nmy principles to which I pray 1 may be\\nenabled to live up.\\nThe success of the sober, didactic disquis-\\nition was as amazing to her as it is to us.\\nWhen Cadell pressed her to revise a fourth\\nedition, she found it unaccountable.\\nWhen a fifth ran off the press into the\\neager hands of purchasers, she comments\\n1 am astonished at the unexpected and undeserved\\npopularity of The Manners. It is in the houses of all\\nthe Great. Did 1 tell you that some time ago Mr.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0163.jp2"}, "162": {"fulltext": "no Hannah More\\nSmelt walked up to me, and said, without any preface,\\nWell, the ladies will give up everything but the Sunday\\nhair-dresser. You may be sure I looked very wise.\\nMr. Smelt had been one of the tutors to\\nthe Princes when they were young, and\\nwas still an attache of the Royal household.\\nHis name is so closely associated in our\\nminds with Fanny Burney s Diary that we\\nbreak off the story of our present heroine s\\nlife to synchronise with it the experiences\\nof the younger author, whose novels, Eve-\\nlina and Ccecilia, had been the talk of their\\nday.\\nWhen, at the height of the London season\\nof 1788, Mr. Smelt always Fanny s\\nfriend and admirer was congratulating\\nMiss More in a gay assembly upon her\\nlatest book, Miss Burney had led for two\\nyears, and was to endure for three more,\\nthe life thus described by Lord Macaulay\\nWhat was demanded of her was that she should\\nconsent to be as completely separated from her family as\\nif she had gone to Calcutta, and almost as close a pris-\\noner as if she had been sent to gaol for a libel that,\\nwith talents which had instructed and delighted the\\nhighest living minds, she should now be employed only\\nin mixing snuff and sticking pins that she should be\\nsummoned by a waiting-woman s bell to a waiting-", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0164.jp2"}, "163": {"fulltext": "Fanny Burney 131\\nwoman s duties that she should sometimes fast until\\nshe was ready to swoon with hunger should some-\\ntimes stand till her knees gave way with fatigue that\\nshe should not dare to speak or move without consider-\\ning how her mistress might like her words and gestures.\\nAnd what was the consideration for which she was to\\nsell herself to this slavery The price at which she was\\nvalued was her board, her lodging, the attendance of a\\nman-servant, and two hundred pounds a year. The\\nman who, even hard-pressed by hunger, sells his birth-\\nright for a mess of pottage, is unwise, but what shall\\nwe say of him who parts with his birthright, and does\\nnot get even the pottage in return\\nMiss Burney adds telling touciies, pe-\\nculiarly her own, to this sketch of the Man-\\nners of the Very Great.\\nIn the first place you must not cough. In the sec-\\nond place you must not sneeze. (This is when in the\\npresence of Royalty.) In the third place you must\\nnot, on any account, stir either hand or foot. If, by\\nchance, a black pin runs into your head, you must not\\ntake it out. If the pain is very great, you must bear it\\nwithout wincing. If it brings tears to your eyes, you\\nmust not wipe them off. If they give you a tingling\\nby running down your cheeks, you must look as if\\nnothing was the matter. If the blood should gush from\\nyour head by means of the black pin, you must let it\\ngush. If the agony is very great you may privately bite\\nthe inside of your cheek, or of your lips, for a little re-\\nlief. Only be sure either to swallow the bitten piece,\\nor commit it to a corner of the inside of your mouth", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0165.jp2"}, "164": {"fulltext": "1)2 Hannah More\\nuntil they (the Very Great) are gone for you must\\nnot spit.\\nAnd, again, in a letter to her sister\\nCan you blame the plan that I have intentionally\\nbeen forming namely, to wean myself from myself\\nto lessen all my affections to curb all my wishes to\\ndeaden all my sentiments To support the loss of the\\ndearest friends, and best society, and bear, in exchange,\\nthe exigeance, the ennui and attempted indignities of\\ntheir greatest contrast this must be my constant en-\\ndeavour.\\nYet, we read, a few chapters back, of\\nthe joy of heart which thrilled the censor\\nof the Manners of the Great at news of\\nMiss Burney s appointment. Verily, the\\ndivinity that doth hedge a king doth dazzle\\nthe clearest eyes and confuse the most up-\\nright conscience.\\nHannah, in her darling retirement of\\nCowslip Green, a perfect outlaw from all\\ncivil society and regular life, employed\\nfrom morn to noon, from noon to dewy\\neve, in raising dejected pinks and reform-\\ning disorderly honeysuckles, is, by com-\\nparison with little Burney s slavery, a\\nprincess in her own right.\\nAfter this second digression from the", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0166.jp2"}, "165": {"fulltext": "Horace Walpole s Criticism 133\\nstraight path of our narrative apropos of\\ncharming Fanny Burney,\u00e2\u0080\u0094 a digression that\\nhas somewhat relieved the pressure upon\\nmy republican sympathies, if it has not en-\\ntertained my readers,\u00e2\u0080\u0094 return we to The\\nBook and its influence upon the public of\\nGreat and lesser readers.\\nThere is a smack of gentle satire that\\nmay have been unintentional, in Hannah s\\nreference in the letter which alludes to the\\nundeserved popularity of The Manners,\\nto a report that Madame de Sevigne s\\nLetters are going into disrepute. I am\\nsorry, she says dryly, that good taste is\\nso much on the decline.\\nHer account of the interview with Horace\\nWalpole after her friends had virtually ac-\\nknowledged that the famous book was\\nhers, is so characteristic of both that I can-\\nnot refrain from giving it entire\\nHe said not a word of the little sly book, but took\\nme to task in general terms for having exhibited such\\nmonstrously severe doctrines. I knew he alluded to the\\nManners of the Great, but we pretended not to under-\\nstand one another, and it was a most ridiculous con-\\nversation. He defended (and that was the joke\\nReligion against me, and said he would do so against\\nthe whole bench of Bishops that the Fourth Com-\\nmandment was the most amiable and merciful law that", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0167.jp2"}, "166": {"fulltext": "134 Hannah More\\nwas ever promulgated, as it entirely considers the ease\\nand comfort of the hard-labouring poor and beasts of\\nburden but that it never was intended for persons of\\nfashion, who have no occasion to rest, as they never do\\nanything on the other days, and indeed, at the time\\nthe law was made, there were no people of fashion.\\nHe really pretended to be in earnest, and we parted,\\nmutually unconverted, he lamenting that I am fallen into\\nthe heresy of puritanical strictness, and 1 lamenting that\\nhe is a person of fashion for whom the Ten Command-\\nments were never made.\\nNothing which was said of her book or\\nher heresies wrought her up to the\\npitch of earnestness displayed in her long\\ncriticisms of Gibbon s History of the De-\\ncline and Fall of Rome.\\nI have almost waded through that mass of impiety\\nand bad taste, she breaks out to Mr. Pepys. I\\nprotest I think that, if this book were to become the\\nstandard of style and Religion, Christianity and the\\nEnglish language would decay pretty nearly together,\\nand the same period would witness the downfall of sound\\nprinciples and good taste. I have seldom met with\\nmore affectation or less perspicuity. The instances of\\nfalse English are many, and of false taste endless.\\nAnd to Mrs. Boscawen\\nI think I shall never get through. I sit down to it\\nwith disgust and rise unentertained had almost said,\\nenraged. With what malignant delight does he dwell", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0168.jp2"}, "167": {"fulltext": "The King s Insanity i35\\non the first corruptions of the Church and how does he\\nenjoy the failings of the Fathers of which, truth to\\nspeak, there is a plentiful crop. He does not, as in the\\nfirst volume, stab openly with the broad sabre of Infidel-\\nity, yet, where he finds a sore place, instead of mollify-\\ning it with ointment, how does he delight to pour over it\\ncold aconite and deadly hellebore\\nThe Bristol letters of 1 789 mention slightly\\nthe correction of the proofs of the seventh\\nedition of Manners, of which Hannah re-\\nmarks, Instead of being thankful, as I\\nought to be, I was rather provoked at such\\na disagreeable job, and passes on to the\\ndiscussion of what was then the prominent\\ntopic in everybody s mind the insanity\\nof George the Third. Fanny Burney, in her\\ngilded gaol, was writing quires in her\\nprivate journal on the same theme, telling\\nher sisters, who were not to read the en-\\ntrancing pages for months after they were\\npenned, the details of a national calamity\\nwhich Hannah More deplores to the faith-\\nful quartette in the old home, while re-\\nhearsing the few particulars of the tragedy\\nwhich the newspapers were allowed to\\nprint, or which leaked o lt through the\\njealously closed gates of the palace. The\\ntemporary relief to the country at large", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0169.jp2"}, "168": {"fulltext": "\\\\}6 Hannah More\\nconsequent upon what was believed to be\\nthe King s complete and permanent re-\\ncovery, found expression in a constitu-\\ntional ball at court, which was the best\\nand pleasantest thing of the kind ever\\nknown, says Miss More. All was loy-\\nalty and joy, and, for once, magnificence did\\nnot murder cheerfulness. Old Willis\\nthe physician to whose skill it was thought\\nthe King was indebted for the return of\\nhealth supped at a little table with\\nPitt and two or three others, and was\\nalmost worshipped.\\nTo-morrow we go out of town for a\\nweek to live among the lilacs. How I\\nshall enjoy the lilacs and the leisure\\nSerious comments upon the monster\\nprocession to St. Paul s to return thanks for\\nthe King s recovery foreshadow the work\\nshe was soon to take up and never lay\\naside until her long period of active useful-\\nness was over.\\nThe poor soldiers were on guard from three in the\\nmorning. I would willingly relinquish all the sights I\\nmay see this twelvemonth to have known they had,\\neach, some cold meat and a pot of porter. 1 was\\ntroubled, too, about the six thousand charity children,\\nbut the Bishop assures me they had, each of them, a", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0170.jp2"}, "169": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0171.jp2"}, "170": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0172.jp2"}, "171": {"fulltext": "Cowslip Green 137\\nroll and two apples. I now begin to think\\nthere has been quite enough of singing, and dancing,\\nand illuminating and eating, and drinking, on this joyful\\noccasion, and cannot help thinking with the Lady in\\nCoinus, that we praise God amiss. I begin to want\\nto see this very important blessing recorded by some\\npublic act of pious munificence and charity.\\nShe finished Gibbon amid the lilacs and\\nthe leisure of Cowslip Green in 1789, and\\ndeals him a last smart rap in a letter to\\nMrs. Carter\\n1 had no other way of coming at the history of the\\nBas Empire but by wading through that offensive and\\nobjectionable book. I do not know whether he takes\\nmost pains to corrupt the principles, or to pervert the\\ntaste of his reader. Luckily, 1 cannot read Greek, but\\nthose who do assure me that many of the notes are\\ngrossly indecent. I am sure this is the case with many\\nof those which 1 can read.\\nIn October of this year she paid a visit to\\nthe Bishop s palace at Salisbury, where she\\nwas ever a welcome guest. In these so-\\njourns she gained the familiarity with the\\nsurrounding country which gives such a\\ncharming touch of local colour to The\\nShepherd of Salislmiy Plain.\\nAs the year neared its close she retired\\nto the perfect little hermitage of Cowslip\\nGreen in company with her best-beloved", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0173.jp2"}, "172": {"fulltext": "138 Hannah More\\nsister Martha. Mary, Elizabeth, Sarah,\\nand Martha were building a handsome\\nhouse in Great Poultney Street, Bath, and\\npreparing to settle themselves therein for\\nthe rest of their lives. In thirty-odd years\\nof teaching they had amassed a comfortable\\nfortune, and now withdrew from business,\\nintending to spend the rest of their days in\\ncomparative leisure, dividing their time\\nbetween Bath and Cowslip Green. In the\\nopinion of their friends they had richly\\nearned the respite from professional labours,\\nand Hannah the long-coveted right to live\\nall the year round with her books, her\\nflowers, and the few chosen intimates who\\nloved her well enough to leave the gay\\nworld for her sylvan retreat.\\nThe dream was as fair as it was innocent\\nthe fulfilment seemed close at hand.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0174.jp2"}, "173": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER X\\nCHEDDAR, AND THE BEGINNING OF A GREAT\\nWORK THERE ANOTHER ANONYMOUS BOOK\\nTHE OPINIONS EXPRESSED AS TO ITS MERITS\\nBY BISHOP PORTEUS AND JOHN NEWTON\\nMISS HANNAH MORE something\\nmust be done for Cheddar\\nThe speaker was William Wilberforce,\\nnow just thirty years of age, slight of fig-\\nure, narrow-chested, thin visaged, and\\nshort-sighted. Always infirm of health,\\nhe had been spending in Bath the brief va-\\ncation granted hini by the Parliamentary\\nrecess, and had accepted the invitation of\\nthe More sisters to run over to them for a\\nday or two. Early in the morning after his\\narrival he had set out in a chaise for a day\\nin the open air among the romantic hills\\nand vales of Cheddar, about ten miles dis-\\ntant from Cowslip Green. A hamper of\\n139", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0175.jp2"}, "174": {"fulltext": "140 Hannah More\\nprovisions packed under the seat of the\\ncarriage was to serve him for an al fresco\\nluncheon.\\nHe returned at sunset, so quiet and pale\\nthat his hostesses thought him seriously\\nindisposed, a fear confirmed by his going\\nabruptly up to his room, and the discovery\\nof the untouched luncheon u/here they had\\nput it in the chaise.\\nNo questions were asked when he came\\ndown to supper, and no remark was made\\nupon his lack of appetite for the meal, and\\nevident abstraction, until the servant who\\nhad waited at table left the room. Then\\nhe electrified the three women the two\\nMores and his own sister by the exclam-\\nation at the head of this chapter. The\\ngreat antislavery advocate had had his eyes\\nrudely opened to the poverty, ignorance,\\nand spiritual destitution of the populace\\nwhich had dogged him all day, like figures\\nin an horrible and incredible dream. They\\nhad begged from him at every step, and\\nwhen he talked with them after emptying\\nhis pockets of all the money he had with\\nhim, they told tales of hungry families and\\nunfed souls that made his heart sick.\\nThe living of Cheddar was in the gift of", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0176.jp2"}, "175": {"fulltext": "Cheddar 141\\nthe Vicar of Wells. The tithes amounted\\nto fifty pounds per annum. The incum-\\nbent did not pretend to live in the parish,\\nor to do any religious duty therein. His\\nhome was in Oxford, and he had some-\\nthing to do in the University there. His\\ncurate lived at Wells, twelve miles from\\nCheddar. One service was held in the\\nparish church on Sunday, but there was\\nno cottage visiting, no catechising of the\\nchildren no attention was paid to the sick\\nand poor.\\nThe talk which followed Mr. Wilber-\\nforce s story lasted far into the night.\\nWhen he returned to London, the fire kin-\\ndled by him burned steadily. Hannah and\\nPatty made a circuit of the regions lying in\\ndarkness and reported strange things to\\ntheir director.\\nThe richest man in the district was a sort\\nof ogre, living near Bridge water, in a\\ncountry as savage as himself.\\nWe will let Hannah s facile pen tell part\\nof the tale of the preliminary canvass prior\\nto the establishment of what would be\\nknown now as a Mission.\\nHe begged I would not think of bringing any re-\\nligion into the country. It was the worst thing in the", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0177.jp2"}, "176": {"fulltext": "142 Hannah More\\nworld for the poor, for it made them lazy and useless.\\nIn vain did I represent to him that they would be more\\nindustrious as they were better-principled, and that, for\\nmy part, I had no selfish views in what I was doing.\\nHe gave me to understand that he knew the world too\\nwell to believe either the one or the other. If these rich\\nsavages set their faces against us, it was clear that\\nnothing but hostilities would ensue so I made eleven\\nmore of these agreeable visits, and as 1 improved the art\\nof canvassing, I had better success. Miss Wilberforce\\nwould have been shocked had she seen the petty tyrants\\nwhose insolence 1 stroked and tamed the ugly children\\nI fondled the pointers and spaniels I caressed the\\ncider I commended and the wine I swallowed.\\nAfter these irresistible flatteries 1 inquired of each if\\nhe could recommend to me a house (for a school) and\\nsaid that I had a little plan which I hoped would secure\\ntheir orchards from being robbed, their rabbits from be-\\ning shot, poultry from being stolen, and which might\\nlower the poor-rates.\\nPatty, who was with me, says she has good hope\\nthat the hearts of some of these rich poor wretches may\\nbe touched. They are, at present, as ignorant as the\\nbeasts that perish, intoxicated every day before dinner\\nand plunged in such vices as make me begin to think\\nLondon a virtuous place.\\nShe rented a house large enough to re-\\nceive a goodly number of children, and\\nproposed to open, immediately, such a\\nSunday-school as Robert Raikes, whom\\nshe knew in London, had organised in sev-\\neral other places. Besides this, a day-school", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0178.jp2"}, "177": {"fulltext": "Cheddar 143\\nwould be conducted by another teacher than\\nthe Mrs. Easterbrook of whose judgment\\nthe Misses More had a good opinion.\\nHannah interpolates, sportively\\nI hope Miss Wilberforce will not be\\nfrightened, but I am afraid she (the teacher)\\nmust be called a Methodist.\\nIf you will be at the trouble, I will be\\nat the expense, Mr. Wilberforce had said,\\nand Hannah apologises for having taken the\\nhouse for seven years at an annual rent of\\nsix and a half guineas.\\nThere s courage for you she continues. It is\\nto be put in order immediately, for the night cometh,\\nand it is a comfort to think that though I may be dust\\nand ashes in a few weeks, yet by that time this business\\nwill be in actual motion.\\nOf one curate she writes\\nMr. G is intoxicated about six\\ntimes a week, and very frequently is pre-\\nvented from preaching by two black eyes,\\nhonestly earned by fighting.\\nBy the end of the summer, the beginning\\nof which saw the inauguration of the enter-\\nprise, Hannah relates with devout gratitude\\nthe uncommon prosperity in the Ched-\\ndar School which comforts and encourages", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0179.jp2"}, "178": {"fulltext": "144 Hannah More\\nher. Children who had not known the\\nalphabet when they entered the classes,\\ncould read the New Testament, recite the\\ncatechism, and give pertinent answers to\\nany questions which involve the first prin-\\nciples of Christianity. All the sisters were\\ncrowded into the thatched cottage at Cow-\\nslip Green, the Bath house being not quite\\nready for occupancy.\\nI am made for this dull, quiet life,\\ndeclares Hannah, and have almost lost all\\ntaste for any other. We cultivate roses\\nand cabbages con spirito.\\nHer mind had not changed when the\\nthree elders removed to the new man-\\nsion leaving Hannah and Patty in\\nWrington.\\nI have never crept out of the Cowslip s Bell since\\nI crept into it, and it is with sorrow and regret I find the\\ntime approaching when my sisters will expect me to join\\nthem at Bath. 1 hate Bath It is grievous\\nto reflect that, while we are sending missionaries to our\\ndistant colonies our own villages are perishing for lack\\nof instruction. We have in this neighbourhood thirteen\\nadjoining parishes without so much as even a resident\\ncurate. We have established schools and\\nvarious little institutions over a tract of country of ten\\nor twelve miles, and have near five hundred children in\\ntraining.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0180.jp2"}, "179": {"fulltext": "Cheddar 145\\nMartha More remained in Wrington wlien\\nHannah paid her usual winter visit to Mrs.\\nGarrick at Hampton, whither the conscien-\\ntious thinker and worker carried Cheddar\\nand its claims upon a burdened heart,\\nbrooding over the wretchedness she could\\nbut partially relieve, the pagan* darkness\\ninto which the system of schools watched\\nover by Patty in her absence shed so few\\ngleams of light. In March, 1790, she con-\\nfers with her sister over the project of\\nallowing the parents to share in the in-\\nstruction given to their children:\\nWe will, at first, limit the number. As to the time,\\nan hour will be quite sufficient. More would break in\\nupon the children s time, and take parents too long from\\ntheir own families. They are so ignorant that they need\\nto be taught the very elements of Christianity. Speak\\nto Mr. Foster, the clergyman, on the subject. He is\\ndisposed to be obliging and kind. He must see that it\\nwill enable them to understand his sermons better at\\nchurch and bring more people there.\\nHer mind was too much engrossed with\\nthe sad realities of human want to allow\\nher to take pleasure in the glittering round\\nof London gaieties. She bemoaned the\\npassing away of the little old parties.\\nEverything was great and vast, and", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0181.jp2"}, "180": {"fulltext": "146 Hannah More\\nmagnificent. The old were all growing\\nyoung, and seventy dressed like seven-\\nteen. Jolinson, Garrick, Adams, Kenni-\\ncott, and wonderful, beautiful Mrs. Delany\\nwere dead Mrs. Vesey, at whose house\\nthe Bas Bleu grew into permanence and\\npower, had lost her mind and was a pitia-\\nble wreck of a once fascinating woman for\\nyears before the dissolution of her body.\\nThe set which had made city-life tolerable\\nto one of Hannah s eager intellect and lofty\\nideas was broken up, and no new admirers\\nand friends could reunite the magic circle.\\nThe spirit of the reformer had laid hold of\\nher. It was not in vain that she had\\ncorresponded with Great Heart Newton,\\nand wrought with pen and tongue and\\npurse with Wilberforce to overthrow\\nslavery. In the winter of 1790 she pub-\\nlished a volume, uniform in size with Man-\\nners, and as fearless in tone, entitled Ait\\nEstimate of the Religion of the Fashionable\\nWorld. Like its predecessor, it was sent\\nanonymously out to try its fortune in the\\nWorld it criticised. It was bought up\\nreadily and read with interest. In partial\\nexplanation of what is phenomenal to us,\\nRoberts writes", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0182.jp2"}, "181": {"fulltext": "Another Anonymous Book 147\\nHers was the solitary case in the whole history of\\nman and his anomalies in which severe and sober truth\\nwas enabled to make its way through all the obstacles of\\nhabit, interest, and prejudice, without art, stratagem, or\\nmachinery. She went forth with her sling, and her\\npebbles from the clear brook, and triumphed.\\nThe commotion produced by the book\\nwas the greater because it was avowedly a\\nreply to a pamphlet, optimistic and latitudin-\\narian in character, written by the Duke of\\nGrafton, under the title of Hints to an As-\\nsociation for Preventing Vice and Immor-\\nality. According to his easy-going Grace,\\nthe World stood less in need of reformation\\nthan the Church itself. That was, he as-\\nserted, the Age of Benevolence. Mor-\\nality was flourishing apace, and genuine\\nreligion more prevalent than ever before.\\nIf people did not go to church they had\\ngood reasons for staying away. A man\\nwould be saved by his life, not his creed.\\nHis heart might be right in the sight of\\nGod, although he did not accept the\\nAthanasian Creed, and was wearied by the\\nvain repetitions of the Litany.\\nLike the valiant Churchwoman she was,\\nMiss More pleads pertinently and reverently\\nfor the formula endeared to her by early\\nassociation and devout usage", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0183.jp2"}, "182": {"fulltext": "148 Hannah More\\nIf we do not find a suitable humiliation in the Con-\\nfession, becoming earnestness in the Petitions, a con-\\ngenial joy in the Adoration, a corresponding gratitude in\\nthe Thanksgivings, it is because our hearts do not ac-\\ncompany our words.\\nAs was to be expected, the thin veil of\\nanonymity was soon torn into shreds. The\\nauthor s sentiments and style were, by now,\\ntoo well known for her to hope for con-\\ncealment. Mrs. Boscawen set this forth\\ngracefully in a congratulatory letter\\nYour plan of secrecy would have succeeded per-\\nfectly and you would have been perfectly concealed if\\ngiants could be concealed. But if, like Saul, you are\\nhigher than any of the people from the shoulders and\\nupwards, you must be conspicuous.\\nShe goes on to say that having heard\\nMiss More had published another book she\\nhad said that she did not believe it, having\\nreceived no presentation copy from pub-\\nlisher or author. Being assured that she\\nwould change her opinion after reading the\\nwork, she had ordered a copy.\\nThen, the giant appeared, and so plainly that, hav-\\ning read some twenty pages, I sent the man back for\\nfour more. A few days afterwards 1 received the great\\nfavour of a present of a copy from the Bishop of London\\nhimself, which you may believe I value very highly.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0184.jp2"}, "183": {"fulltext": "Opinions Expressed 149\\nEach edition was exhausted as fast as it\\nwas printed. It was a sermon-loving age,\\nwhen people read homilies without ennui,\\nand relished hard hitting. Nowadays,\\nnobody but the scholar reads Addison, and\\nthe scholar finds Johnson s long-winded\\nperiods tiresome. We must have concen-\\ntrated mind-food, and the capsule must be\\ngoodly to view. Even the sober-minded\\nwould consider Hannah More s Estimate\\nsensible, but dry, reading. That she was\\na power for righteousness in her long gen-\\neration, we must take upon the testimony\\nof her best and wisest contemporaries.\\nWith the Bishop of London s attestation to\\nthis effect and that of Rev. John Newton\\nwe will close this stage of her manifold\\nlabours for the good of her class and her\\nkind\\nSt. James Square, 1790.\\nAut Erasmus aut Diaboliis was, you know, the\\nlaconic and expressive speech of Sir Thomas More to a\\ncertain stranger who had astonished him with a torrent\\nof wit, eloquence and learning.\\nAut Morns aut Angelus exclaimed the Bishop\\nof London, before he had read six pages of a certain\\ndelicate little book that was sent to him a few days ago.\\nSuch precisely was the note i was sitting down to\\nwrite to you at the very moment 1 received your full and", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0185.jp2"}, "184": {"fulltext": "150 Hannah More\\ntrue confession of that mortal sin of presuming once\\nmore to disturb the sweet repose and tranquillity of the\\nfashionable world.\\nThere are but few persons, I will venture to say, in\\nGreat Britain that could write such a book that could\\nconvey so much sound, evangelical morality and so\\nmuch genuine Christianity in such neat and elegant\\nlanguage. It will, if 1 mistake not, soon find its way\\ninto every fine lady s library, and if it do not find its\\nway into her heart and her manners the fault will be her\\nown.\\nMrs. Porteus desires to be very affectionately and\\ngratefully remembered to you, gratefully for the\\npleasure she received from the Estimate, for 1 read it to\\nher last night, and we thought the evening as well and\\nas pleasantly spent as if we had been at the Pantheon.\\nSuch praise from the learned author of ^4\\nSummary of the Evidences of Christianity\\nmust command our respect.\\nJohn Newton was less sanguine as to the\\nfavour the book might meet with in polite\\ncircles\\nThe fashionable world, he wrote to Miss More,\\nby their numbers form a phalanx not easily impressible,\\nand their habits of life are as armour of proof which\\nrenders them not easily vulnerable. Neither the rude\\nclub of a boisterous reformer, nor the pointed delicate\\nweapons of the authoress before me can overthrow or\\nrout them. But 1 do hope that an individual, here and\\nthere, may be wounded and made to wince, and apply\\nfor healing to the leaves of the tree of life.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0186.jp2"}, "185": {"fulltext": "Opinions Expressed 151\\nIn such an age as this it is an honour and a privilege\\nto be able and willing to bear a testimony against evil\\nand in favour of the truth, though it should go no\\nfurther. We are not answerable for the success, but we\\nare bound to the attempt, according to the talents and\\nopportunities afforded. I trust the writer of the Esti-\\nmate W\\\\\\\\\\\\ hear in that Day,\\nForasmuch as it was in thine heart, thou didst\\nwell that it was in thine heart.\\nIn short. Madam, if, among the present members\\nof the fashionable world, any can be found unprejudiced\\nand free from deep prepossessions or so far as they are\\nso I expect and hope that the Estimate, if it comes in\\ntheir way, will prove to them, as a light shining in\\na dark place, for which they will have reason to praise\\nGod and to thank the writer.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0187.jp2"}, "186": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XI\\nMR. NEWTON AT COWSLIP GREEN OBSTACLES\\nTO THE MENDIP MISSION MET AND OVERCOME\\nOPPOSITION FROM A NEW QUARTER\\nM\\nR. NEWTON S string of pessimistic\\nifs did not interpose a barrier to\\nthe continued friendship between him and\\nthe popular author of the Estimate. Mrs.\\nBoscawen reci^oned her a giant. Blunt John\\nwarned her that the Giant s Causeway was\\nlikely to be no better than a sandbar, to be\\ncarried out to sea by the sweeping waves\\nof folly and pleasure. She ought to have\\nknown him well enough by this time not\\nto be utterly cast down by his strictures.\\nIt was his habit to see things through\\nsmoked glasses.\\nIn another epistle to Miss More, he be-\\nmoaned himself over what he thought was\\nCowper s lapse from the higher walks of\\nliterature and morality\\n152", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0188.jp2"}, "187": {"fulltext": "Newton at Cowslip Green 153\\nI have heard of the pompous edition of Milton that\\nis to come abroad. I have not seen the printed pro-\\nposals. The report sufficed for me. I am sorry to see\\nthe author of The Task degraded to a mere editor,\\nthough of Milton himself, whom 1 certainly prefer to a\\nhundred Homers.\\nThe readers of Cowper s Life will recall\\nthat the poet accounted his translation of\\nHomer his magnum opus. Mr. Newton\\nwas otherwise minded. He mourns and\\nmourns, and mourns further to his\\ncorrespondent\\nIt is pitiful, and to many who love him it seems\\nstrange, yea, passing strange that a writer so truly origi-\\nnal should not favour us with writings in his own origi-\\nnal way. It is not however quite strange to me. He\\nhas many friends, so-called, who, in the time of his\\nrecess, cared little about him till his name and fame as\\nan author began to be spread abroad in the polite\\ncircles. Since that period they have buzzed about him,\\nand by their fine words and fair speeches have imper-\\nceptibly given an inferior direction to his aims, and\\nwithdrawn him more out of my reach. For there was\\na time when he would not have undertaken a work of\\nany extent without previously apprising me. The state\\nof his mind makes me cautious how 1 express my grief\\nand disappointment. Otherwise, I should write to him\\nin large letters.\\nLetters as large, doubtless, as those which\\nconveyed to the semi-hermit of Olney his", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0189.jp2"}, "188": {"fulltext": "154 Hannah More\\nmentor s opinion of the worldly gaieties\\ngoing on at Orchardside, under the\\nimpetus of Lady Hesketh s society.\\nHannah More was a close, but never un-\\nkindly, reader of character and motive. As-\\nsociation with Johnson, Sheridan, Burke,\\nWalpole nay, with her own father, who\\neschewed female pedants must have\\nenlightened her as to the transparency and\\nunconscious frankness of masculine vanity.\\nShe must have detected the spring of New-\\nton s chagrin hidden to himself alone\\nand had her own views as to poor Cowper s\\nflagrant ingratitude, spiritual decadence, and\\ndegradation of taste. She had, also, abund-\\nance of tact, and knew how to soothe and\\ndivert the wounded spirit from dwelling\\nupon its own hurts. In August, 1791, five\\nmonths subsequent to the melancholy letter\\nfrom which I have copied, Mr. Newton\\nwas domesticated for some weeks at Cow-\\nslip Green. The invitation accepted by the\\nLondon worker was tempting\\nA little thatched cottage, a quiet cell, a few books,\\na maple dish and a dinner of herbs, are all you can, in\\nreason, expect. But 1 hope we shall be able to furnish\\nthe appropriate sauce of quietness therewith, for\\nwhich 1 trust you will be contented to renounce the\\nstalled ox of noisy London.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0190.jp2"}, "189": {"fulltext": "Newton at Cowslip Green 135\\nMore seriously the writer adds\\nI hope you will do some good in this dark region\\nwhere the light of Christianity seems scarcely to have\\npenetrated. We are sending missionaries to our colo-\\nnies while our villages are perishing for lack of instruc-\\ntion. You will hardly believe the things you will see\\nand hear in this neigiibourhood.\\nThe guest was bettered in health let\\nus hope mellowed in judgment of his fel-\\nlows by the sojourn among the mount-\\nains of Mendip. His sleep in the little\\nhermitage at the foot of them was sweet.\\nHe visited the parish schools in Cheddar,\\nand in outlying districts so destitute of the\\ncommon comforts of life as to awaken the\\nwonder of one used to the meanest slums\\nof the metropolis, and so nearly inaccessible\\nthat he doubted if it were right for women\\nto try to visit them. He would, he says,\\nif he could, give Hannah and Patty, not\\nshoes but nerves and sinews of iron and\\nbrass to fit them for traversing Mendip.\\nHe led the family devotions, night and\\nmorning, talked and prayed with a sick\\nmaid, and held converse, sweet and pleas-\\nant to his soul, with the gracious brace of\\nsisters. We have no more amiable present-\\nation of him than as we see him strolling", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0191.jp2"}, "190": {"fulltext": "156 Hannah More\\nup and down the garden alleys, smoking\\nthe pipe of serenity under the very windows\\nof the spinsters drawing-room. When\\nhe went away his pipe was left where\\nhe was wont to deposit it, in the heart of a\\nthick black currant bush.\\nThat hand would be deemed most presumptuous\\nand disrespectful which should presume to dislodge it,\\nwrites Hannah, merrily. For my own part, the pipe\\not Tityrus, though in my youthful days 1 liked it pass-\\ning well, would not now be deemed a more venerable\\nrelic.\\nThat was a marvellous September a\\nrenewed spring, she went on to tell the\\ncity man, pitying him that he was not in\\nthe vale of Cowslips to enjoy it.\\nWe have everything of the golden age except the\\ninnocence. The garden is full of roses as in June, and\\nwe have an apple-tree literally covered at the same\\nmoment with fruit nearly ripe and fresh blossoms.\\nAnd only man is vile\\nThe antithetical line came to be the un-\\ndertone of letters and thoughts. Mr. New-\\nton confesses that he has imparted to his\\nfriend, Mr. Cowper, dear, despite his va-\\ngaries in the direction of Sunday after-\\nnoon strolls, Homeric translations, and", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0192.jp2"}, "191": {"fulltext": "Obstacles Overcome 157\\nMiltonic editorial studies, his fears lest\\nMiss More s absorption in the Mendip mis-\\nsion might deprive a waiting public of\\nwhat they had a right to expect from her\\npen. Dr. Stonehouse, the revered rector\\nof the sisters for forty years, wrote in a\\nsportive vein a remonstrance to the same\\neffect\\nSally is a very good Sally. Sally came and took\\ncare of me when I was sick. Sally will answer my let-\\nters. Poetess is a great lady, and flies abroad on the\\nwings of cherubim, twenty miles from Cowslip Green,\\nand for what Why, truly to see poor ragged boys\\nand girls, and to teach them to fly.\\nThe five sisters were together at Cowslip\\nGreen that summer, and were one in the\\npurpose which filled Hannah s mind and\\nheart. The effort to teach ragged boys\\nand girls to fly above their native mire and\\nfog was but a part of the work that in-\\ncreased upon their hands to an extent\\nwhich would have daunted less resolute\\nspirits. Hannah s fine sense of humour\\ntook the sharpest edge from some of the\\ndifficuhies that beset them at every turn of\\nthe upward road. She relates, without im-\\npatience or discouragement, that one rich", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0193.jp2"}, "192": {"fulltext": "158 Hannah More\\nfarmer, with an income of one thousand\\npounds a year, informed her brusquely\\nshe need not come to his neighbourhood\\nto make his labourers wiser than himself.\\nHe wanted no saints about him, but work-\\nmen. His wife, of whom Hannah re-\\nmarks, though she cannot read, she\\nseems to understand the doctrine of phi-\\nlosophical necessity, told the town\\nladies that the lower classes were fated\\nto be poor, and ignorant and wicked, and\\nhowsoever wise the sisters might consider\\nthemselves to be, they could not alter\\nwhat was decreed. The husband took\\nup the word and let the interlopers under-\\nstand that the parish was well enough as\\nit was. If the young men gambled and\\nfought too near his house Sunday even-\\nings, he could always swear at them and\\norder them off. What could one desire\\nmore\\nSome of the thrifty-minded cottagers re-\\nfused to let their children attend either the\\nSunday- or day-schools, unless they were\\npaid for it. Others hung back from a fear\\nthey were industrious in imparting to oth-\\ners, namely, that when the seven years\\nwere up for which the schoolhouse was", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0194.jp2"}, "193": {"fulltext": "Obstacles Overcome 159\\nrented, they would find themselves bound\\nto Miss More for a term of servitude be-\\nyond the sea. In other words, that she\\nwould transport them to a penal colony\\nwhere they would put into practice for\\nher emolument the knowledge they had\\nacquired under teachers employed by\\nher.\\nI must have heard this myself in order\\nto believe that so much ignorance existed\\nout of Africa exclaims the anti-slavery\\nwoman in mingled amusement and indig-\\nnation.\\nWithin three years after the opening of\\nthe first school in Cheddar, there were\\ntwelve hundred children under the care of\\nthe mistress of Cowslip Green and her sis-\\nters, and ten parishes were included in\\ntheir round of visitation. This work was\\ndone in parishes where there was no resid-\\nent clergyman, yet so punctilious were\\nthe unsalaried missionaries that, before be-\\nginning to labour within the bounds of\\nany one of these, they wrote to, or called in\\nperson upon, the nominal incumbent of\\nthe living to ask his consent to the estab-\\nlishment of schools and cottage visiting.\\nPermission was, in nearly every case,", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0195.jp2"}, "194": {"fulltext": "i6o Hannah More\\ngranted with cheerful indifference which,\\none would think, might have been more\\ndisheartening than open opposition.\\nThe sisters always disclaimed the name\\nof Methodists, yet few Wesleyan circuit-\\nriders were more regular in routine defined\\nby their Conference than these staid Church-\\nwomen in their self-appointed beat. One\\nschool was fifteen miles from Cheddar, and\\nreached by roads so rugged and lonely that\\nthey were obliged to take lodgings in the\\nwild district while upon duty there. The\\nnovel scheme had passed out of the charmed\\nrealm of theory into the severe practice of\\nsuch lessons of self-denial and endurance\\nas had been, until now, unknown to the\\nbrave women. Besides superintending in\\nperson all the branches of the work, they\\ninstituted a series of cottage prayer-meet-\\nings, Bible readings, we should call\\nthem, and conducted them regularly.\\nPrinted prayers, joined in by all present, a\\nprinted sermon read by one of the Misses\\nMore, selections from the Scriptures, with\\na few simple explanations of what was not\\nclear to the unlettered auditors, formed\\nthe order of exercises.\\nModern zeal for Sunday-schools, amount-", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0196.jp2"}, "195": {"fulltext": "Opposition i6i\\ning sometimes to a sort of furore that\\nmakes the offices of the Church unimport-\\nant by comparison, has driven out of the\\nzealot s recollection the fact that Robert\\nRaikes s design was, primarily and solely, to\\nprovide schools for the children pf the poor\\nand ignorant, not for the offspring of\\nChristian parents, who were, presumably,\\nreared from birth in the nurture and ad-\\nmonition of the Lord.\\nBefore the first of her dozen parish\\nschools was six months old, Miss More s\\ngenuine good sense perceived what thou-\\nsands in our favoured land are slow to\\nacknowledge, to wit, that however faithful\\nthe teacher, the instruction received in the\\nSunday-school is superficial and unsatis-\\nfactory without the sure foundation of\\nhome-training in holy things. If we would\\nhave the fruit good we must look to the\\ntree on which it grows. We may not ex-\\npect a child to learn a foreign language from\\nhearing it spoken for one, or two, or six\\nhours per week, while for the rest of the\\ntime he is allowed to speak his vernacular,\\nand hears nothing else used by those about\\nhim.\\nThe dismayed conviction that the stone", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0197.jp2"}, "196": {"fulltext": "1 62 Hannah More\\nshe rolled up the Hill Difficulty one Sun-\\nday must be heaved up the same height\\non the next, unless she could counteract\\nthe gravitation of daily environment, moved\\nMiss More to the cottage visitations which\\nbecame an important arm of their service.\\nParents were invited to the meetings held\\nafter Sunday-school relief and burial\\nclubs were formed among the women,\\nto which the weekly subscription was\\nthree halfpence classes were gathered on\\nweek-day evenings, where adults were\\ntaught to read, and drilled in the precepts\\nof the religion to which they had been for\\nso long strangers. Industrial classes in\\nsewing and knitting were held three times\\na week. In a parish where the More\\nsisters found, at their first visit, but one\\nBible, and that was used to prop a broken\\nflower-pot. Bibles, prayer-books, and hymn\\nbooks were eagerly coveted as prizes by\\nthe end of the third year of the mission-\\nschooling.\\nEvery girl bred in a school and who bore\\na character for sobriety, modesty, and in-\\ndustry, received upon her wedding-day a\\nBible, five shillings, and a pair of white\\nstockings. Any member of the women s", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0198.jp2"}, "197": {"fulltext": "Opposition 163\\nclub who fell sick was allowed three shil-\\nlings a week a married woman, seven\\nshillings sixpence, weekly, during her con-\\nfinement.\\nAll these items, with scores of others,\\nHannah wrote out with her own hand to\\nMr. Wilberforce and other persons who\\ncontributed money to the enterprise. She\\ngave money, time, nerve- and brain-force.\\nIn the summer of 1792, she writes to a\\nwoman friend\\nThis summer I have had the satisfaction of seeing\\nthe first dawn of hope on a subject of great difficulty\\nand delicacy. My young women who were candidates\\nfor the bridal presents which I bestow on the virtuous,\\ngravely refused to associate with one who had been\\nguilty of immoral conduct whereas it formerly used to\\nafford matter for horrid laughter and disgusting levity.\\nIt was a very trying matter to me, for 1 thought it\\nmy duty at one of our late anniversaries in presence of\\nthree hundred people, and half-a-dozen of the clergy, to\\ndeliver a solemn remonstrance on this very subject. I\\ndid not think myself at liberty to be excused, for it was\\na matter paramount to all misplaced delicacy, and I had\\nthe pleasure of witnessing the most becoming gravity\\nand exact decorum in that part of my audience which I\\nmost feared. No small difficulty remained to\\nprevent the others from being vain of their virtue, and to\\nconvince them that, though she had been singularly\\nbad, there was nothing meritorious in their goodness.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0199.jp2"}, "198": {"fulltext": "164 Hannah More\\nAt this time Miss More says, seriously\\nand simply\\nI have devoted the remnant of my life to the poor,\\nand to those that have no helper and if 1 can do\\nthem little good, I can at least sympathise with them,\\nand I know it is some comfort for a forlorn creature\\nto be able to say There is somebody that cares\\nfor me. That simple idea of being cared for has always\\nappeared to me a very cheering one. Besides this, the\\naffection they have for me is a strong engine with which\\nto lift them to the love of higher things, and though 1\\nbelieve others work successfully by terror, yet kindness\\nis the instrument by which God has enabled me to\\nwork.\\nAlas I might do more and better Pray for me\\nthat 1 may.\\nThe sweet and sincere humility which\\ninforms this letter, and was manifest in all\\nshe did, did not disarm criticism. She was\\npained and surprised when kind words\\nand active benevolence had well-nigh con-\\nquered the brutish ignoramuses who had\\nopposed the inception of the reform when,\\nas she relates, several got warm enough\\nto declare they had no objection to the\\nladies coming, and one rich man clapped\\nhis hands and declared he believed it\\nwould turn out a very good job when", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0200.jp2"}, "199": {"fulltext": "Opposition 165\\nthe crooked paths seemed to be straighten-\\ning and the high places to be levelled that\\nattack came from other and most unex-\\npected quarters. Sectaries and High-Church\\nbigots were united in dispraise of one who\\ncalled herself a Churchwoman, yet adopted\\nmethodistical modes of carrying the Gospel\\nto the poor. It is such inconvenience to\\nbelong to no party, she sighs, and so\\ndiscreditable is moderation\\nA high-flier (a friend, too) told me the other day, he\\nwould advise me to publish a short confession of my\\nfaith, as my attachment both to the religion and the\\ngovernment of the country had become questionable to\\nmany persons. I own I was rather glad to hear it, as I\\nwas afraid I had leaned too strongly to the other side,\\nand had sometimes gone out of my way to show on\\nwhich side my bias lay.\\nI had not room in my letter to Mrs. to tell her a\\ntrue story recently transacted in London. A lady gave\\na very great children s ball. At the upper end of the\\nroom, in an elevated place was a figure dressed out to\\nrepresent me, with a large rod in my hand, prepared to\\npunish such naughty doings\\nShe gives the mortifying story without\\ncomment, but there must have been a pain-\\nful heart-throb in contrasting the Now of\\ndisfavour and contumely with the Then\\nof society and literary honours when", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0201.jp2"}, "200": {"fulltext": "1 66\\nHannah More\\ncoroneted carriages blocked the street be-..\\nfore her lodgings, and the great ones of\\nearth vied in chanting her praises. She had\\nchosen the way in which she would walk\\nfor the remnant of her Hfe, and her ways\\nwere no more those of her former court-\\niers than her thoughts were their thoughts.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0202.jp2"}, "201": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XII\\nCHARITABLE MISSIONS IN LONDON ANSWER TO\\nM. DUPONT LORD ORFORD VILLAGE POLI-\\nTICS WONDERFUL SUCCESS OF CHEAP\\nREPOSITORY tracts\\nIT was altogether consistent with the\\nchanged tenor of Hannah More s career\\nthat her London visit of 1792 was upon\\na charitable errand. A fourteen-year-old\\nheiress, in whom the sisters were much\\ninterested, had been decoyed from her\\nhome under promise of marriage, and was\\nsecreted so cunningly in London that all\\nefforts of Hannah and Patty, aided by Bow\\nStreet detectives, failed to find her. Han-\\nnah writes to Mrs. Kennicott that her\\ntime is passed with thief-takers, officers\\nof justice and such pretty kind of people,\\nwhile poor Patty, fairly worn out, fell ill\\nand added to the cares and perplexities of\\n167", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0203.jp2"}, "202": {"fulltext": "i68 Hannah More\\nthe situation. Of the victim of a wicked\\nman s arts, Miss More says tearfully, It\\nwas the most timid, gentle, pious little\\nthing The unhappy child was hurried\\nto the Continent, and there married to her\\nbetrayer.\\nThe ill-success of this errand of mercy\\ndid not dissuade Hannah from taking up\\nthe cause of a fine young creature, who\\nhad thrown herself into the canal in St.\\nJames s Park, in a fit of frenzy induced by\\nthe unfaithfulness of her seducer. Miss\\nMore and Mrs. Clark, Mr. Wilberforce s\\nsister, sought her in the disorderly house\\nin which she had taken refuge, and did\\ntheir utmost to save her, carrying her off\\nto a respectable lodging, paying her debts,\\nand watching with her by turns until she\\ncontrived to elude their vigilance and elope\\nwith a certain great lawyer who was an\\ninfidel.\\nI have still some hope pronounced\\nthe would-be saviour, four years later, in\\nrecapitulating the adventure to her sister.\\nHer optimism was of the hardiest kind,\\nand stood enough tests to crush out and\\ntear up any other type of charity. All the\\nsympathy she could spare from the misery", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0204.jp2"}, "203": {"fulltext": "Answer to M. Dupont 169\\nclose under her eyes was given to the vic-\\ntims of the French Revolution, the horrors\\nof which were then engaging the public\\nmind. The oration of Citizen Dupont be-\\nfore the National Assembly of France,\\nDecember 14, 1792, found admirers even\\nin England, where his watchwords, Na-\\nture and Reason are the gods of men,\\nand the rank blasphemy of the address,\\nwere condemned by all bodies of Christians.\\nAt the urgent request of many public\\nmen and private friends, and under the\\nimpulse of her own indignation at atheis-\\ntical speeches which stuck in her throat,\\nMiss More wrote Remarks on the Speech\\nof M. Dupont made in the National Con-\\nvention on the subjects of Religion and\\nPublic Education. It had a large sale in\\nEngland, and the Bishop of Leon caused it\\nto be translated into French. Hannah\\nthought this lost labour, and the pam-\\nphlet itself a trumpery thing, written for\\nshillings, and not for fame. Every penny\\nshe received for it and it netted over two\\nhundred and forty pounds was given to the\\nEmigrant French Priests in England.\\nThe best refutation of her depreciation of\\nthe v^^ork was in the storm of abuse it", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0205.jp2"}, "204": {"fulltext": "1 70 Hannah More\\nbrought upon the author from those whose\\nfondness for French politics blinded them to\\nthe horrors of French impiety, and over-\\nzealous Protestants, who accused her of\\nopposing God s vengeance against Popery\\nby wickedly wishing the French priests\\nshould not be starved, when it was God s\\nwill that they should, and arraigned her\\nbefore the Protestant world as a favourer\\nof the old popish massacres.\\nShe brought her sunny philosophy to bear\\nupon objurgatory pamphlets and speeches\\nI do assure your Lordship, she writes to the Earl\\nof Orford,* who had feared the effect of the onslaught\\nupon her spirits, that all of them have not given me\\none minute s uneasiness. Had my adversaries accused\\nme of almost anything but a fondness for bloodshed\\nand popery, I think my conscience might, in some de-\\ngree, have pleaded guilty, and I might have set about\\na serious reformation, the proper end of all repentance.\\nHowever, all censure is profitable. My mind\\nis of such a sort of make that my chief danger lies, not\\nin abuse, but in flattery, it is the slaver that kills not\\nthe bite.\\nThe poisonous slaver never corroded\\nthe pure metal of her soul. She was ever\\non the watch lest the beautiful humility she\\nFormerly Horace Walpole.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0206.jp2"}, "205": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0207.jp2"}, "206": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0208.jp2"}, "207": {"fulltext": "Lord Orford 171\\nnamed self-knowledge might suffer from\\nthe adulation thrust upon her.\\nI am afraid it is so pleasant to talk of\\noneself that one would almost rather talk\\nof one s faults than not to talk of one s self\\nat all, is her self-reproof to Lord Orford\\nfor all the egotism of what makes her\\nletter interesting.\\nApropos of Horace Walpole (Lord Or-\\nford), someone repeated to Miss More his\\nregret during a severe illness that he had\\nscolded her for being so religious. I hope\\nshe will forgive me\\nAs soon as he was well he sent her a\\nBible, handsomely bound, and a compli-\\nmentary inscription to herself written upon\\nthe fly-leaf\\nWhen I receive these undue compli-\\nments, said Hannah to her sister, 1 am\\nready to answer with my old friend, John-\\nson Sir I am a miserable sinner\\nThe versatile pen that wrote the political\\npamphlet in reply to Dupont, was at the\\nsame time busy upon the first of the Cheap\\nRepository Tracts. This new and extra-\\nordinary departure from any of the lines of\\nwork in which Miss More had earned fame\\nand fortune was, as she always believed in", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0209.jp2"}, "208": {"fulltext": "172 Hannah More\\nher simple and powerful faith, a direct in-\\nspiration from a higher source than man s\\njudgment. She had been importuned to\\nwrite in popular style an answer to Thomas\\nPaine s Rights of Man and other tracts in a\\nsimilar vein, which were circulating freely\\namong the English peasantry. The idea\\ndid not commend itself to Miss More at\\nfirst. She had not the knack of writing\\nfor the common people, she said, and if she\\nhad, who, among those for whom the book\\nwas intended, would read it The com-\\nmendation of their superiors in education\\nand station would avail nothing with the\\ndiscontented poor, and so much more to\\nthe same purpose that her friends gave\\nover the attempt to persuade her. Pon-\\ndering the matter in solitude, the whole\\nscheme and dialogue of VHlage Politics by\\nWill Chip came to her. She sat down,\\nforthwith, and finished the tract before\\nleaving her desk.\\nA third time she sent a book anony-\\nmously into the world, now changing her\\npublisher, lest Cadell s connection with it\\nmight be a clue to the authorship. Within\\na month the editions ran into the hundred\\nthousands even the King read it, and", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0210.jp2"}, "209": {"fulltext": "tillage Politics 173\\nexpressed his delight openly dozens of\\ncopies were presented to Miss More, with\\nwarm recommendations to her to read that\\nwhich she might and ought to have done,\\nand what, it was hoped, would move her\\nto imitation.\\nOur old acquaintance. Bishop Porteous,\\nof London, had been taken into Hannah s\\nconfidence. In fact, he was one of those\\nwho had pressed the task upon her.\\nIn an evil hour, against my will and\\nmy judgment, one sick day, I scribbled the\\nlittle pamphlet, and the very next morning\\nafter I had first conceived the idea, sent it\\noff to Rivington, is Hannah s story of\\nthe birth of the foundling.\\nRoberts says: The tact and intelligence\\nof a single female (we wish he could\\nhave dropped the obnoxious adjective\\nwielded at will the fierce democratie of\\nEngland, and stemmed the tide of mis-\\nguided opinion. Many persons of the\\nsoundest judgment went so far as to affirm\\nthat it had essentially contributed under\\nProvidence to prevent a revolution.\\nMore to our taste is the Bishop of Lon-\\ndon s letter to his friend and fellow-con-\\nspirator", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0211.jp2"}, "210": {"fulltext": "174 Hannah More\\nMy dear Mrs. Chip\\nI have this moment received your husband s Dia-\\nlogue, and it is supremely excellent. 1 look upon Mr.\\nChip as one of the finest writers of the age. This work,\\nalone, will immortalise him, and, what is better still, I\\ntrust it will help to immortalise the Constitution. If the\\nsale is as rapid as the book is good, Mr. Chip will get\\nan immense fortune and completely destroy all equality\\nat once. How Jack Anvil and Tom Hod will bear this\\nI know not, but I rejoice at Mr. Chip s elevation, and\\nshould be extremely glad at this moment to shake him\\nby the hand, and ask him to take a family dinner with\\nme. He is really a very fine fellow.\\nBetter than all the praises of the upper\\nclasses was the fact that Will Chip was\\nread in smithies, in pot-houses, and at cot-\\nters firesides, often aloud to a gaping crowd\\nwho, for the first time, heard the politics\\nof the day elucidated in nervous English,\\nso simple that a child or unlettered plough-\\nboy could understand the drift of each\\nspeaker s argument. As, for instance, when\\nJack Anvil defined French liberty to be\\nTo murder more men in one night than\\nthe poor king did in all his life, and a\\ndemocrat as One who likes to be gov-\\nerned by a thousand tyrants, and yet can t\\nbear a king. Equality, for which the\\nFrench mob was flooding Paris with blood,", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0212.jp2"}, "211": {"fulltext": "Cheap Repository Tracts 175\\nwas said by the village Conservative to be,\\nFor every man to put down everyone\\nthat is above him, and the Rights of Man,\\nas interpreted by the free canaille, to be\\nBattle, murder and sudden death.\\nThese poor French fellows, says Jack,\\nused to be the merriest dogs in the world,\\nbut since Equality came in I don t believe a\\nFrenchman has ever laughed.\\nWhen the same reasoner has proved the\\nfolly of his malcontents Agrarian theory,\\nTom doggedly asserts, But still 1 should\\nhave no one over my head.\\nThat s a mistake retorts Jack. 1 m\\nstronger than thee, and Standish, the ex-\\nciseman, is a better scholar. We should\\nnot remain equal a minute.\\nThe twelve hundred children in the\\nMendip schools devoured the Dialogue and\\ntalked of it in their homes clergymen dis-\\ntributed hundreds of copies in their par-\\nishes. In at least one town Tom Paine\\nwas burned in effigy, and his book tossed\\ninto the flames with him.\\nUnder the stimulus of the amazing result\\nbrought to pass by the work of that one\\nsick day, the More sisters determined to\\nwrite and publish at least three tracts a year", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0213.jp2"}, "212": {"fulltext": "176 Hannah More\\nafter the same order, stories, ballads\\nand religious readings, at a price that\\nwould oust the revolutionary trash which\\nwas the only literary food of the people\\nbesides ballads and broadsheets of the\\nlast dying speeches of criminals, and half-\\npenny songs of the vilest kind. These\\nCheap Repository Tracts are now classics,\\nan apotheosis never anticipated by those\\nwho wrote them, or the philanthropists\\nwho bore, with the sisters, the cost of pub-\\nlication and distribution. Foremost among\\nthese were the Bishop of London and Wil-\\nliam Wilberforce, but a Royal Duke was\\na contributor to the fund and a warm well-\\nwisher to the project. As its success be-\\ncame apparent, a committee, the chairman\\nof which was Archbishop Moore, was\\nformed in London to enlarge the circulation\\nof the Tracts and to bear the major part of\\nthe expense.\\nOne of Hannah s ballads, The Riot,\\naverted the destruction of valuable mills\\nand private houses near Bath. The colliers\\nstruck, and inflamed the other labouring\\nclasses until a bloody riot was imminent.\\nHundreds of copies of the ballad were\\nstrewed broadcast through the district.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0214.jp2"}, "213": {"fulltext": "Cheap Repository Tracts 177\\nsung by the school-children, and in the\\npublic houses, until reason and temperate\\ncounsels got the upper hand of turbulence.\\nA fresh proof by what weak instru-\\nments evils are, now and then, prevented\\nobserved Hannah, when this was reported\\nto her.\\nOf another ballad, Turn the Carpet,\\nBishop Porteous said: Here you have\\nBishop Butler s Analogy all for a half-\\npenny\\nThe particular passage to which he re-\\nferred runs thus\\nThis world, which clouds thy soul with doubt,\\nIs but a carpet inside out.\\nAs when we view these shreds and ends,\\nWe know not what the whole intends,\\nSo, when on earth things look but odd\\nThey re working out some scheme for God.\\nWhat now seem random strokes, will, there.\\nIn order and design appear.\\nThen shall we praise what here we spurned\\nFor then the carpet shall be turned.\\nBlack Giles the Poacher, comprising the\\nstory of Tawny Rachel, his wife, was ob-\\njected to by Dr. Christopher Wordsworth,\\nbrother of the poet, and afterwards Master\\nof Trinity, as novelish and exciting, a", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0215.jp2"}, "214": {"fulltext": "lyS Hannah More\\nstricture he extended to other of the series.\\nThe popular taste found, in one and all,\\ninnocent stimulus for the imagination, so\\nblended with excellent moral teachings\\nthat the one could not be had without im-\\nbibing the other. One of the best of these\\ntracts was Parley the Porter, which some\\nhasty critics have attributed to Bunyan.\\nThe pearl of the series, as all agree,\\nwas the inimitable Shepherd of Salisbury\\nPlain. Miss Yonge calls it, aptly and\\nprettily, an idyl of religious content and\\nfrugality.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0216.jp2"}, "215": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XIII\\nTILT WITH LORD ORFORD MORE TRACTS\\nGLIMPSE OF FANNY BURNEY LORD ORFORD S\\nDEATH AND HIS MEMOIRS\\nTWO millions of the Cheap Repository\\nTracts were sold in one year. For\\nthree years Hannah More, with occasional\\nassistance from her sister Sally, who was\\nthe best writer of her four coadjutors,\\nprepared three tracts annually, superin-\\ntended her growing schools and societies,\\nembracing now nearly seventeen hundred\\nwomen and children, and conducted per-\\nsonally the immense correspondence in-\\nvolved in her several charitable and literary\\nenterprises, besides writing many other\\nletters to friends in all parts of the United\\nKingdom and upon the Continent. The\\nexcruciating headaches became more fre-\\nquent, and in other ways her delicate\\n179", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0217.jp2"}, "216": {"fulltext": "i8o Hannah More\\nphysique betrayed the strain upon her\\nforces, but the indomitable spirit held its\\nown; her rare gift of humour solaced\\nmany a weary hour, tempered many an\\nannoyance. Her intimacy and friendly pas-\\nsages at arms with Lord Orford were the\\nsame as of old. They seldom met without\\nan encounter of opinions and wits. The\\nfollowing is a sample of their tilts\\nLord Orford rallied me, yesterday, for what he\\ncalled the ill-natured strictness of my Tracts. He\\ntalked foolishly enough of the cruelty of making the\\npoor spend so much time in reading books and de-\\npriving them of their pleasure on Sundays.\\nIn return, I recommended him and the ladies\\npresent to read Law s Serious Call. I told them it was\\na book their favourite Mr. Gibbon had highly praised,\\nand, moreover, that Law had been Gibbon s tutor early\\nin life. (Both are true, but was there ever such a\\ncontrast between preceptor and pupil?) They have\\npromised to read it and I know they will be less afraid\\nof Gibbon s recommendation than of mine.\\nTo John Newton she explains, solicit-\\nously, that, in view of the dissemination\\nof asses loads of pernicious pamphlets, in\\ncottages, by the highways, and at the\\nmouths of mines and coal-pits, she has\\nthought it lawful to write a few moral stories, the\\nmain circumstances of which had occurred within her", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0218.jp2"}, "217": {"fulltext": "More Tracts i8i\\nown knowledge carefully observing to found\\nall goodness on religious principles.\\nSome strict people, perhaps, will think that invention\\nshould have been entirely excluded but, alas I know\\nwith whom I have to deal, and 1 hope I may thus\\nallure these thoughtless creatures to higher things.\\nJohn Newton was a frequent guest at\\nCowslip Green, and heartily in sympathy\\nwith the mission-school innovations. After\\none of his visits he left a string of atrocious\\ndoggerel behind him, for which, never-\\ntheless, we love him better than for the\\nsermonical epistles which Hannah found\\nedifying\\nIn Helicon could I my pen dip,\\nI would attempt the praise of Mendip.\\nWere bards a hundred I d outstrip them,\\nIf equal to the theme of Shipham\\nBut harder still the task 1 d ween\\nTo give its due to Cowslip Green.\\nIn 1793, Miss More tells Mrs. Boscawen\\nof the leading tract for the coming month\\nThe Way to Plenty, containing a number\\nof recipes for cheap, nourishing dishes,\\nsuch as the cottage housewife could pre-\\npare for her family at less cost than the\\nwretched victuals she was accustomed to\\nset before them. Newspapers and private", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0219.jp2"}, "218": {"fulltext": "1 82 Hannah More\\nletters had called upon her for something\\nof the sort. She was the established au-\\nthority upon every subject with thousands\\nof the poor all over England. They would\\nlisten to whatever she had to say. Would\\nshe not try to teach them the small eco-\\nnomies by which they might better their\\nways of living\\nIt is not a very brilliant career, she confesses to\\nher old friend. But 1 feel that the value of a thing\\nlies so much more in its usefulness than its splendour\\nthat I have a notion I should derive more gratification\\nfrom being able to lower the price of bread than from\\nhaving written The Iliad.\\nThe very next sentence gives us a hasty\\nglimpse of Fanny Burney, now Madame\\nd Arblay. She had married a French re-\\nfugee, and was anxious to eke out their\\nscanty income by a return to her long-\\ndisused profession.\\nBut let me not forget to do homage to real talents,\\nfor which 1 still retain something of my ancient kind-\\nness. I therefore wish it were in my power to offer\\nten subscriptions to Miss Burney (1 always forget her\\nFrench name instead of one, for which 1 take the\\nliberty to request the favour of your setting down my\\nname.\\nHow far off must the brilliant career each\\nhad known in the other s company have", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0220.jp2"}, "219": {"fulltext": "Glimpse of Fanny Burney 183\\nseemed to the earnest-souled philan-\\nthropist as she wrote little Burney s\\nname in this connection There is even a\\ntouch of formality, almost embarrassment,\\nin Hannah s manner of making the sub-\\nscription, as if she struggled with rising\\nmemories. And she still retains some-\\nthing of her ancient kindness for the real\\ntalents of the half-forgotten celebrity\\nwhose sphere of thought and action was\\nnot more utterly changed from what it was\\nin the day of Garrick, Johnson, and the\\nThrales, than was Hannah s own.\\nin 179s, Miss More writes to a serious-\\nminded correspondent whose name we do\\nnot know\\nI think 1 have done with the aristo-\\ncracy. 1 am no longer a debtor to the\\nGreeks, but 1 am so to my poor barba-\\nrians.\\nThe name is justified by what she relates\\nof the moral and religious status of her con-\\nstituents in a region which had helped to\\npeople the county gaol and Botany Bay, be-\\nyond any other that she knew. To spare\\nthe pride of farmers, who were as ig-\\nnorant as their labourers, she hit upon the\\nplan of forming private evening classes", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0221.jp2"}, "220": {"fulltext": "i84 Hannah More\\nfor them. These were well attended, the\\nmen bringing their wives with them. She\\nand faithful Patty were unremitting in vis-\\nitations far and near, driving across the\\ncountry when the nature of the ground al-\\nlowed them to do so, walking when they\\nreached a point beyond which a carriage\\ncould not go.\\nIn 1796, she writes to Patty from Fulham\\nPalace, where she was making a brief visit\\nWhile you are labouring in your Sunday missions 1\\nam idling my time with Lords and Commoners.\\nDid I ever tell you of the satisfaction Mr. Pitt expressed\\none day about our tracts? He said he had just heard\\nthat forty thousand had been sent to America, and he\\nhad not met with anything in a long time that had\\npleased him more than that such sort of reading was\\ngaining ground in this country.\\nShe is more deeply moved by this news\\nthan by a four-hours tete-d-tete with Lady\\nWaldegrave, who had called expressly to\\nsee her. Old things had passed away, and\\nfor all time.\\nWe are reminded here of Wilberforce s\\nspeech to an acquaintance a few years be-\\nfore his death in 1833, that he would\\nrather present himself in Heaven with The\\nShepherd of Salisbury Plain in his hand", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0222.jp2"}, "221": {"fulltext": "LordOrford s Death 185\\nthan with Peveril of the Peak. As this\\none of Scott s novels was not published\\nuntil 1823, the anecdote is in evidence of\\nthe continued popularity of the idyllic\\ntract in the author s old age, thirty years\\nafter it was written.\\nFor the period lying between 1794-97,\\nshe wrote little for the press except these\\ntracts and ballads. In England and in\\nAmerica they were found in every library\\nthat contained religious literature for the\\nhome, and, after the establishment of Sun-\\nday-school libraries, The Shepherd of Salis-\\nbury Plain and Parley the Porter were kept\\nin brisk circulation by childish lovers of\\nstories with plenty of local colour and\\naction in them.\\nPersonal sorrow followed hard after lit-\\nerary triumphs. In the spring of 1797,\\nEdmund Burke died, and also Lord Or-\\nford. Miss More was sensibly afiflicted by\\nthe death of the latter. As she says to her\\nsister Patty\\nTwenty years unclouded kindness and pleasant cor-\\nrespondence cannot be given up without emotion. I\\nam not sorry now that 1 never flinched from his ridi-\\ncule, or attacks, or suffered them to pass without re-\\nbuke. His playful wit, his various knowledge, his", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0223.jp2"}, "222": {"fulltext": "1 86 Hannah More\\npolished manners alas what avail they now The\\nmost serious thoughts are awakened. Oh, that he had\\nknown and believed the things that belonged to his\\npeace My heart is much oppressed with the re-\\nflection.\\nLord Orford s executors applied to her\\nfor such of his letters to her as she was\\nwilling to have published, and returned to\\nher all of those she had written to the de-\\nceased peer. He had carefully preserved\\nevery one. In the handsome collection of\\nhis works published the next year, his let-\\nters to Miss More appeared the only\\nliving correspondent to whom any of the\\nletters were addressed. She tells a funny\\nstory of tumbling over the leaves of\\nthe volumes in company with the Bishop\\nof London, and happening unexpectedly\\nupon her own portrait hideous pic-\\nture she calls it. This was at the\\nDuchess of Gloucester s. Miss More was\\nsurprised and gratified, a few days after-\\nwards, by receiving from Miss Berry a\\ncopy of the memorial of our late friend.\\nShe adds, I did not at all expect such a\\ncompliment.\\nIt seems natural, and even inevitable,\\nto us.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0224.jp2"}, "223": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XIV\\nORGANISED OPPOSITION TO SCHOOLS BLAG-\\nDEN SCHOOL CLOSED LETTER TO AND\\nFROM THE BISHOP OF BATH BUILDING OF\\nBARLEY WOOD THE PRINCESS CHARLOTTE\\nSEVERE ILLNESS DEATH OF DR. PORTEUS\\nIT does not appear natural\u00e2\u0080\u0094 it ought\\nsurely to have been evitable by some\\nhuman and humane agency that Mr. Wil-\\nberforce, taking his bride to visit his dear\\nfriends at Cowslip Green, should have\\nfound the state of affairs depicted in Han-\\nnah s letters of the summer of 1798.\\nIn after years, she thus condensed the\\ndisgraceful scenes, the enacting of which\\nrequired months and years, in a confiden-\\ntial communication to Sir W. W. Pepys,\\nher ancient and sympathising ally\\nTwo Jacobin and infidel curates, poor and ambi-\\ntious, formed the design of attracting notice and getting\\n187", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0225.jp2"}, "224": {"fulltext": "1 88 Hannah More\\npreferment by attacking some charity schools (which,\\nwith no small labour, I have carried on in this county\\nfor near twenty years) as seminaries of vice, sedition\\nand revolution. It will make you smile when I tell you\\na few of the charges brought against me, viz. that 1\\nhired two men to assassinate one of these clergymen\\nthat I was actually taken up for seditious practices\\nthat I was with Hadfield in his attack upon the King s\\nlife. One of them strongly insinuated this from the\\npulpit, and then caused the newspaper which related\\nthe attack, to be read at the church-door. At the same\\ntime mark the consistency they declared that I was\\nin the pay of Mr. Pitt, and the grand instigator (poor\\n1 of the war, by mischievous pamphlets, and, to\\ncrown the whole, that I was concerned with Char-\\nlotte Corday in the murder of Marat\\nThat wicked and needy men should invent this is\\nnot so strange as that they should have found maga-\\nzines, reviews and pamphleteers to support them. My\\ndeclared resolution never to defend myself certainly en-\\ncouraged them to go on. Yet how thankful am 1 that\\n1 kept that resolution though the grief and astonish-\\nment excited by this combination nearly cost me my\\nlife.\\nAn entry in a private diary seen by no\\neyes but iiers until after hier deatli, records\\nof August 13, 1798\\nAfter two days severe headache, fell down in a\\nviolent fit dashed my face against the wall, and lay\\nlong, seemingly dead much bruised and disfigured.\\nHave lain by above a fortnight, almost useless from\\nviolent pains in my head and loss of sleep. 1 have lost", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0226.jp2"}, "225": {"fulltext": "Female Education 189\\nall the time from my book, and have redeemed too\\nlittle of it by serious thought. Oh for that happy\\nstate where is neither sorrow nor crying\\nThe heroic soul was sorely bestead the\\nsilver cord tense to breaking. With affec-\\ntionate violence Mr. Wilberforce interfered\\nto prevent an utter wreck, and took her\\naway with himself and his wife to Bath,\\ndespite Hannah s protest against leaving\\npoor Patty to work double tides.\\nReturning from the much-needed vaca-\\ntion after two months absence, she fell to\\nwork, although still far from well, upon\\nthe interrupted book. It appeared early\\nin 1 799 under the title. Strictures on Female\\nEducation. It was warmly, if not raptur-\\nously, received by those whose opinions she\\nvalued most highly, and met with many\\namusing comments in the higher walks of\\nlife where dwelt those for whose edifica-\\ntion it was written. Much of it, as Miss\\nYonge observes, amusedly, is as applicable\\nto the schoolgirl of to-day as to that of the\\neighteenth century, notably the chapters\\nupon exaggerated language and upon\\nBaby Balls.\\nThe modern publisher would rate as a\\nfirst-class ad. for the work, that Peter", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0227.jp2"}, "226": {"fulltext": "190 Hannah More\\nPindar took exception to her reference to\\nthe harm done the youthful mind by unex-\\npurgated editions of the poets, and that the\\nBishop of London stigmatised Peter Pindar s\\nattack upon his friend Miss More, as a\\npiece of gross and coarse ribaldry, rancour\\nand profaneness. The Anti-Jacobin Re-\\nview also forwarded the sales of the book by\\ndescrying revolutionary tendencies in cer-\\ntain portions, and an archdeacon criticised\\nthree chapters as decidedly too Calvinistic\\nfor a Churchwoman s writing.\\nAs Hannah had said, years before, It\\nis such an inconvenience to belong to no\\nparty, and so discreditable is moderation\\nEmboldened by her consistent adherence\\nto her principle of non-combativeness, rich\\nand ignorant farmers, superstitious hinds,\\nled by more cunning rogues, Socinian\\nschismatics, godless and pugnacious cur-\\nates, led on the opposition to one system of\\ncharities established by her, known as the\\nBlagden schools, until, by the advice of\\nthe aged, and hence timid, Bishop of Bath\\nand Wells (Dr. Moss), the mission at Blag-\\nden was given up. Miss or as she was\\ncalled after she passed her fiftieth birth-\\nday, Mrs. More wrote a letter of twenty", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0228.jp2"}, "227": {"fulltext": "Appeal to Bishop 191\\npages to Dr. Beadon, the successor of Dr.\\nMoss, which is one of the most able pro-\\nductions ever submitted to ecclesiastical\\npowers that be. In clearness and force of\\nstyle, in graphic statement of the simple\\nfacts in the vexed case, and in eloquent\\nvindication of the motives and conduct\\nof her coadjutors, first, herself, last,\\nit rises to the dignity of a state docu-\\nment. Such feeling as throbs beneath the\\nstudied moderation of every sentence never\\ninformed a state paper. A perusal of it\\nand there is not one dull paragraph in the\\nwhole helps us to understand the tre-\\nmendous effect produced by her treatise on\\nthe Manners of the Great and by The\\nEstimate.\\nWe are left in no doubt as to the influ-\\nence of her epistle upon Bishop Beadon.\\nI wanted no declaration, or evidence, of either\\nyour faith or your patriotism, he avers, more than\\nwhat may be derived from your numerous and avowed\\npublications, and I can only say that if you are not a\\nsincere and zealous friend to the Constitutional Estab-\\nlishment, both in Church and State, you are one of the\\ngreatest hypocrites, as well as one of the best writers in\\nhis Majesty s dominions.\\nHe closes his lettei by assuring her of\\nhis desire that her", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0229.jp2"}, "228": {"fulltext": "192 Hannah More\\nremaining schools should be maintained, and as\\nlong as they continue to be under the inspection and\\nguidance of yourself and the several parochial ministers\\nwhere they are established, you may assure yourself\\nthey will have my protection and every encouragement\\nI can give them.\\nNevertheless, the persecution for right-\\neousness sake went on. The Bishop s let-\\nter was written in 1801, and a few months\\nlater in the same year, the farmers at Wed-\\nmore, a peculiar parish, where there was\\nno resident clergyman, and over which the\\nBishop thought he had no jurisdiction, is-\\nsued a formal writ against the Misses More\\nfor teaching the poor without a license.\\nIn Blagden Mrs. More writes is\\nstill a voice heard, lamentation and mourn-\\ning, and at Cowslip Green Rachel is still\\nweeping for her children, and refuses to\\nbe comforted because they are not in-\\nstructed. This heavy blow has almost\\nbowed me to the ground.\\nIt is a comfort to us to learn that the\\nBishop of London continued to be her leal\\nsupporter and exerted all his influence to\\nshield and sustain her that Bishop Bar-\\nrington of Durham espoused her cause\\nmanfully; that the good and great Robert\\nCecil wrote long letters full of sympathy", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0230.jp2"}, "229": {"fulltext": "More Scandals 193\\nand brotherly counsel, and that articles\\nwere published in her defence by nine\\nprominent clergymen.\\nYet the air was thick with scandals of\\nthe vilest import set on foot by anti-Jaco-\\nbin pamphleteers, and caught up and mul-\\ntiplied by lewd fellows of the baser sort\\nin pot-house and slums. In her letter to\\nPepys, Mrs. More enumerated several\\nwhich she considered most preposterous.\\nShe speaks to Mr. Wilberforce of one which\\nmust have annoyed her by its extreme\\nabsurdity and by the very nature of the\\ncalumny directed against a woman of\\nthreescore. A scurrilous pamphlet, circu-\\nlated and laughed over in her own county,\\naffirmed that she was encouraging and re-\\nceiving three lovers at once, an actor and\\ntwo officers in the Royal army\\nThe one phrase that betokens how such\\ndarts had rusted into and inflamed her soul\\nattributes the persecution in great part to\\nthe defenceless state of her sex.\\nIn the course of time the waves foamed\\nout their own shame upon ears that had\\ngrown weary with listening, but the tem-\\npest had lasted long enough to exhaust the\\ninnocent object of its fury.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0231.jp2"}, "230": {"fulltext": "194 Hannah More\\nIn answer to a pressing invitation from a\\nLondon friend in 1802 to seek refuge with\\nthie faithful band whose love had never\\ngrown cold, and who were prepared to\\nwelcome her with all the old-time warmth,\\nMrs. More replies\\nBattered, hacked, scalped and tomahawked as I\\nhave been for three years, and continue to be, brought\\nout every month as an object of scorn and abhorrence,\\nI seem to have nothing to do in the world.\\nFrom long habit it will seem odd, after never having\\nonce omitted going to London for thirty years, to dis-\\ncontinue it, but I think I am right. 1 have, in that long\\nperiod, been spoiled for ordinary society, but 1 am not as\\nnice as I used to be.\\nThis is the one touch of morbidness we\\nfind in all her voluminous correspondence,\\nand her friends, especially her devoted sis-\\nters, set themselves zealously to work to\\ndispel the rising cloud. A most opportune\\ndiversion was brought about in the form\\nof a proposition to give up the summer\\ncottage at Cowslip Green, also the house\\nat Bath, and to build upon a piece of\\nground the five sisters owned in Wring-\\nton a home sufficiently commodious to\\nhold them all, where they might live the\\nyear round.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0232.jp2"}, "231": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0233.jp2"}, "232": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0234.jp2"}, "233": {"fulltext": "The Princess Charlotte 195\\nThus began the residence at Barley Wood,\\na name associated with that of Hannah\\nMore the world over. She rallied bodily\\npowers and cheerfulness in the congenial\\ntask of building, furnishing, and landscape\\ngardening, but full restoration of the nor-\\nmal tone of nerves and spirit was gradual.\\nIn 1804, she regrets that her nerves are\\nfar from being sufficiently strong to allow\\nher to write.\\nI have acquired such a dislike to it that I hesitate\\nand procrastinate for days even when I have nothing but\\na common letter to write. 1 used to defy mere pain\\nand sickness, and found little difference when anything\\nwas to be written, whether I was ill or well, but the\\nlate disorders of my body have introduced new disor-\\nders into my mind listlessness and inapplication (two\\nwords of which before 1 hardly knew the meaning).\\nit was, therefore, a signal victory over\\nphysical and mental disorders when she\\nagain put pen to paper. In response to the\\nearnest request of the Queen, conveyed\\nthrough an eminent dignitary of the\\nChurch, she wrote (1805) Hints towards\\nForming the Character of a Yonng Prin-\\ncess. The baby Princess Charlotte of\\nWales was the heiress-apparent to the\\nthrone, an engaging little being whom", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0235.jp2"}, "234": {"fulltext": "196 Hannah More\\nkindred and courtiers conspired to spoil.\\nMrs. More iiad once (in 1799) passed the\\nmorning with her at Carlton House, and\\ndescribed her to her sisters, as\\nthe most sensible and genteel little creature you could\\nwish to see. Her understanding is so forward that they\\nreally might begin to teach her many things. It is, per-\\nhaps, the highest praise, after all, to say that she is\\nexactly like the child of a private gentleman wild and\\nnatural, but sensible, lively and civil.\\nThe reminiscence doubtless had some in-\\nfluence in moving her to obedience to\\nwhat from Royalty had the form of a com-\\nmand. Her one stipulation was that the\\nbook should appear without her name, and\\nshe tactfully and deferentially dedicated it\\nto Dr. Fisher, then Bishop of Exeter, after-\\nward of Salisbury, who had been lately ap-\\npointed as preceptor to the Princess. Mrs.\\nMore had hesitated, as she gave the Bishop\\nto understand, to complete her half-finished\\nwork after this appointment was made,\\nfor fear that it might be deemed intrusive\\nand superfluous to interfere in a vocation\\nwhich had now been authoritatively con-\\nfided to a learned and able man.\\nThe Bishop thanked her in a letter ad-\\ndressed to one he supposed to be of his", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0236.jp2"}, "235": {"fulltext": "Severe Illness 197\\nown sex, and, when undeceived by the\\npublic verdict upon the internal evidence of\\nthe treatise, expressed himself as honoured\\nby the opportunity of making the acquaint-\\nance of an author he had long admired and\\nesteemed. The Queen graciously bestowed\\nupon the Hints her warm commenda-\\ntions. The author begged Lady Walde-\\ngrave to say with truth in speaking of it,\\nthat though written for royalty, it was\\nmeant to be useful to all young persons of\\nrank and liberal education.\\nMiss Yonge says with shrewd humour\\nOn the whole it maybe feared that these Hints\\nproved about as useful to poor Princess Charlotte as\\nBossuet s work, In usitni Delphini, to the Grand Dau-\\nphin. But the loyal Hannah remained in happy ignor-\\nance of how father, mother and grandmother contended\\nover the high-spirited girl who, meanwhile, under Lady\\nAlbemarle s easy rule, laughed at Bishop Fisher, and\\nran wild with George Keppel.\\nFrom 1806 to 1808, loyal Hannah s im-\\nmediate personal interests were confined\\nto the space enclosed by the four walls of\\nher sick-room. In returning from one of\\nher schools on a stormy day, she took cold,\\nand a pleuritic fever supervened upon the\\nfirst symptoms. For many months this", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0237.jp2"}, "236": {"fulltext": "198 Hannah More\\nkept an intermittent form, baffling the phy-\\nsicians and reducing the patient to such\\nweakness that her sisters for a while de-\\nspaired of her recovery. During all this\\ntime the work so dear to her heart was\\ncarried on, to the best of her ability, by the\\ndevoted Patty the memory of the founder\\nwas cherished in the schools, and the cot-\\ntagers within an area of twenty miles about\\nCowslip Green and Barley Wood talked\\nof and prayed for their suffering bene-\\nfactress.\\nIt was a notable and joyous event when\\nshe made her first appearance in public\\nafter her illness convalescent, if not cured\\nat the twentieth anniversary of the\\nfoundation of the Cheddar schools, the\\nmost flourishing in the system she had\\nestablished. By 1809, she was enjoying\\nher usual health, reading and comment-\\ning upon The Lay of the Last Minstrel and\\nCorinne, interested in two learned works,\\nsent to her by the authors, both of whom\\nwere Bristol clergymen, and in the full\\nflood of correspondence with Sir W. W.\\nPepys, Wilberforce, Mrs. Kennicott, and\\nothers of the old circle of intimates. A sad\\nbreak in this was made by the death of Dr.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0238.jp2"}, "237": {"fulltext": "Death of Dr. Porteus 199\\nPorteus, the Bishop of London, in the\\nseventy-eighth year of his age. He had\\npaid a visit to Barley Wood earlier in the\\nspring, and, although feeling the infirmity\\nof his years, was happy and companionable\\nin the society of his much-loved friend.\\nHis last public service, as Mrs. Kennicott\\nwrote to Mrs. More, was to wait upon the\\nPrince Regent with a petition that he\\nwould alter the date set for the meeting of\\na club established under the patronage of\\nHis Royal Highness. It was to be held on\\nSunday, and the venerable prelate, with\\nagitated earnestness, conjured him to fix\\non some other day. The Prince\\nreceived him most graciously, seemed\\nmuch affected, and granted his request.\\n1 honour him more for this difficult exertion of piety\\nthan for a hundred acts of charity, observes Hannah.\\nThey were a gratification to his nature, but this was a\\ntriumph over his naturally timid and modest nature.\\nFull of days, of honours, and of virtues, his\\ndeath was without a pang, and he may literally be said\\nto have fallen asleep.\\nAmong her most carefully preserved pa-\\npers was a note of two lines, the last he\\never wrote to her. He had, a few days\\nearlier, asked her prayers in a time of", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0239.jp2"}, "238": {"fulltext": "200 Hannah More\\nmuch difficulty and distress, the nature\\nof which he did not define.\\nThe second note ran\\nMy dear Mrs. More\\nPrayer has had its usual effect, and all\\nis now perfectly right.\\nAfter his death, Mrs. More knew that the\\ndifficulty and distress were in anticipa-\\ntion of his delicate mission to the Prince of\\nWales. He left her a legacy of one hun-\\ndred pounds. In conformity with a senti-\\nmental fashion of her times, she erected in\\na copse upon the Barley Wood grounds an\\nurn, inscribed\\n7o Beilby Porte us, late Lord Bishop\\nof London, in memory of long and faitJtful\\nfriendship.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0240.jp2"}, "239": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XV\\nCCELEBS IN SEARCH OF A WIFE MACAULAY S\\nBOYHOOD INTIMACY WITH HANNAH MORE\\nPRACTICAL piety DEATH OF MARY\\nMORE FETE AT BARLEY WOOD DEATHS OF\\nELIZABETH AND SALLY MORE VISITORS TO\\nBARLEY WOOD THE HOUSE LEFT DESOLATE\\nHANNAH MORE S only novel, Coelehs\\nin Search of a Wife, in two octavo\\nvolumes, was published in December, 1809,\\nwithout the author s name.\\nThe plot is slender and the motif trite,\\nbut the Story took amazingly with evan-\\ngelical people who had scruples as to read-\\ning the average romance of the day. Miss\\nYonge covers this ground when she tells\\nus\\nTo those more seriously disposed per-\\nsons who barely tolerated fiction of any\\nsort, Coelehs, with its really able sketches", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0241.jp2"}, "240": {"fulltext": "202 Hannah More\\nof character and epigrammatic turns, was\\ngenuinely entertaining and delightful.\\nPious mothers put it into their daughters\\nhands and pressed the perusal of it upon\\ntheir sons. Sydney Smith scarified it in\\nthe Edinburgh Review, making the prig-\\ngish hero and the impeccable heroine the\\njest of polite circles. Another reviewer\\ntook the novel in deadly seriousness. Rich-\\nard Cumberland was a playwright of some\\nnote, the author of a comedy, The West\\nIndian, an heroic drama, The Battle of\\nHastings, and a poem, Calvary, or the Death\\nof Christ, in eight books. He fell upon\\nCoelebs with violence disproportionate to\\nthe cause talked of the author s suckling\\nbabes of grace, and declared the volumes\\nto be no better than a decoction of hell-\\nbroth warned the clergy against a book\\nwhich was designed to subvert churchly\\nordinances, since deepest mischiefs lurked\\nin every page of Ccelebs, and as the book\\nwas already in many hands, he felt it his\\nduty to say Caveat emptor\\nAlas for poor human nature, writes\\nHannah, that he has not forgiven, at the\\nend of thirty years, that in my gay and\\nyouthful days a tragedy of mine [Percy]", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0242.jp2"}, "241": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0243.jp2"}, "242": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0244.jp2"}, "243": {"fulltext": "Coelebs in Search of a Wife 203\\nwas preferred to one of his The Battle\\nof Hastings which, perhaps, better de-\\nserved success.\\nThe Roman Catholic Vicar-General of\\nEngland took exception to certain strictures\\nupon Popish observances, and wrote to\\nthe anonymous author on the subject,\\ncourteously but earnestly. Hannah replied\\nwith equal courtesy, defending her position,\\nbut expressing her esteem for many writers\\nand preachers of his communion, notably\\nBossuet, Massillon, Bourdaloue, Francis de\\nSales, and Pascal.\\n1 am too zealous in my own faith,\\nshe says, not to admire zeal in the oppos-\\nite party.\\nIn spite of adverse criticism perhaps\\npartly because of it the book ran through\\ntwelve editions in as many months in Eng-\\nland, and had a still livelier sale in America.\\nThirty American editions appeared during\\nthe author s lifetime. A new edition would\\nnow be a curiosity. The profits of the\\nEnglish editions to Mrs. More, within a\\nyear after the day of publication, were two\\nthousand pounds.\\nCcelebs is interesting to us, chiefly on\\naccount of its connection with Thomas", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0245.jp2"}, "244": {"fulltext": "204 Hannah More\\nBabington Macaulay, who, with his sister,\\nwas supposed to have furnished the models\\nof the Stanley children. Macaulay s mother\\nwas a former and favourite pupil of the\\nMore sisters in Bristol, and her friendship\\nwith them was continued after her marriage\\nto Zachary Macaulay, the eminent philan-\\nthropist and close friend of William Wil-\\nberforce. Mr. Wilberforce introduced Mr.\\nMacaulay to the Barley Wood household,\\nin which Miss Mills his future wife\\nwas a visitor. A mutual attachment and\\nbetrothal followed. The Macaulays lived\\nat Clapham, and Hannah More s first meet-\\ning with Thomas was during the last win-\\nter she passed in London. Calling upon\\nMrs. Macaulay, she was received by a\\nquaint four-year-old boy, who regretted\\nthat his mother was not at home,\\nBut if you will be so good as to come\\nin and sit down, I will give you a glass of\\nfine old spirits.\\nWhen his mother asked him afterwards\\nwhy he had made such an offer to a lady,\\nhe answered that Robinson Crusoe always\\ndrank old spirits, and he supposed it was\\nthe right thing to do.\\nFrom that day Hannah More took him", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0246.jp2"}, "245": {"fulltext": "Macaulay s Boyhood 205\\ninto peculiar favour, keeping liim with her\\nfor weeks together, hearing him read\\nprose by the ell, and declaim poetry by the\\nhour, discussing heroes admired by them\\nboth ancient, modern, and fictitious,\\nreading the Bible aloud to him, and argu-\\ning theological points raised by him while\\nthe reading went on. They worked to-\\ngether in the garden, and studied botany\\nthere the hostess gave him cooking les-\\nsons to wile him from too close application\\nto his books, and hearkened indulgently to\\nhis literary projects, already many and am-\\nbitious. How heartily she entered into the\\npursuits and dreams of a childhood which\\nrecalled her own, we gather from her let-\\nters to her grave-eyed baby knight.\\nThough you are a little boy now, you\\nwill, one day, if it please God, be a man,\\nbut long before you are a man I hope you\\nwill be a scholar, she wrote when he was\\nsix years old.\\nAnd at seven he had these suggestions\\n1 think we have nearly exhausted the Epics. What\\nsay you to a little good prose, Johnson s Hebrides, or\\nIValton s Lives, unless you would like a neat edition\\nof Cowper s Poems or Paradise Lost, for your own eat-\\ning? I want you to become a complete Frenchman,", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0247.jp2"}, "246": {"fulltext": "2o6 Hannah More\\nthat I may give you the works of Racine, the only dra-\\nmatic poet I know in any language that is perfectly pure\\nand good.\\nThis is entirely in keeping with the prim\\ndeclaration of Lucilla s little sister who,\\nupon her seventh birthday, gives up all\\nher gift books with pictures, and upon\\nher eighth, her little story-books.\\nNow, she announces, 1 am going\\nto read such books as men and women\\nread.\\nWe read it with a shuddering laugh but\\na Hannah More and a Macaulay were re-\\nspectable products of a system of education\\nthat allowed a child to browse at will in a\\nwell-chosen library of men s and women s\\nbooks.\\nPractical Piety, published in 1811, bore\\nMrs. More s own name. Ten editions were\\ncalled for within a few months.\\nMy expectations from it were low, Hannah con-\\nfesses to Sir W. W. Pepys. It is nothing to the pub-\\nlic that it was written in constant pain, and it is the\\nworst of all apologies that it was done in such a hurry\\nthat it was very little longer in writing than in printing.\\nBut life is short. Mine is particularly uncertain, and I\\nhad persuaded myself that it was better to bring it out\\nin a defective state than not at all.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0248.jp2"}, "247": {"fulltext": "Death of Mary More 207\\nUnder the same solemn conviction tiiat\\nher working days were (at sixty-eight)\\nnearly over, she penned a sequel to Practi-\\ncal Piety in 181 3, which she entitled Chris-\\ntian Morals. The subject grew upon her\\nas she wrote until the work extended to\\ntwo volumes. She regarded these as her\\nlast words, and in saying as much to\\nMrs. Kennicott, quotes Cato s\\nWhile yet I live, let nie not live in vain\\nTwo years before, she had described to\\nthe same attached friend a visit she had\\npaid to some friends near Bristol, where\\nshe had been rubbing up some of the\\nfriendships of her early youth.\\nI have been visiting, with a soothing sort of feeling,\\nthe scenes where we used to gypsey, and traced many a\\nspot where I had picked dry sticks to boil the tea-kettle\\nunder a shady oak, or broiled mutton chops on knitting\\nneedles.\\nThe companions of these harmless rambles are all\\ndead, while our sickly family are all alive.\\nThe first of the five sisters to die was the\\neldest, Mary. Her declining strength had\\nbeen the cause of sorrowful solicitude to\\nthe others for some months past. From\\nher twentieth year she had taught in the", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0249.jp2"}, "248": {"fulltext": "2o8 Hannah More\\nschool she had founded, without the inter-\\nmission of one term, until her retirement at\\nthe age of fifty-two. The residence at\\nBarley Wood was not inaction. Her share\\nin the charitable labours of Hannah and\\nPatty was not inconsiderable, and she re-\\nmained to the last the referee in all domes-\\ntic and business matters, the strong staff\\nand beautiful rod upon which the others\\nleaned.\\nHer end was as peaceful as her life had\\nbeen benignant. Surrounded by those who\\nloved her best, she breathed her last on\\nEaster morning, April 20, 18 13.\\nI thought it something blessed to die on Easter\\nSunday to descend to the grave on the day when\\nJesus triumphed over it, v^^rote Hannah to a friend.\\nI am dividing my morning between contemplation of\\nher serene countenance and in reading my favourite\\nBaxter s Saints^ Rest.\\nIn July Hannah made a farewell visit to\\nseveral places endeared to her by memories\\nof those who had gone, and by associations\\nwith former joys, Strawberry Hill, Ken-\\nsington Gore (the home of the Wilberforces),\\nand Mrs. Garrick s residence at Hampton,\\nbeing among these. She was on her way\\nto the country-seat of a dear old friend,", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0250.jp2"}, "249": {"fulltext": "A Narrow Escape 209\\nLord Barham, when the news of his sudden\\ndeath arrested her. Those were sad pil-\\ngrimages and the times were solemn.\\nHannah was far from well, Patty s health\\nwas becoming infirm, and the shadow of\\ntheir recent loss rested upon heart and\\nhome.\\nYet we are still, except in severe weather, able to\\nattend our schools, records the heroic worker. We\\nkeep up about seven hundred children, besides receiving\\nthe parents who attend in the evening. Our teachers\\nwere mostly bred up by ourselves, so that our plans\\nare pretty well maintained.\\nShe was busy with an Essay on the Char-\\nacter and Practical Writings of Saint Paul,\\nand writing an additional scene for her\\nsacred drama of Moses, when an accident\\nnearly cost her her life. Her shawl caught\\nfire as she was passing the grate, and before\\nshe could give the alarm she was apparently\\nwrapped in flames. The presence of mind\\nof Miss Roberts, a visitor, who threw Han-\\nnah upon the carpet as if she had been an\\ninfant, and with her bare hands tore off the\\nblazing garments, saved her from a horrible\\ndeath.\\nThe Essay on Saint Paul was published\\nin 1815 when the author entered her", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0251.jp2"}, "250": {"fulltext": "210 Hannah More\\nseventy-first year. The night cometh\\nwas her watchword from month to month,\\nand day to day. She must work while her\\nwaning day lasted. A short but alarming\\nvisitation of ophthalmia, which kept her in a\\ndark room and idle, so far as eyes and hands\\nwent, was accepted as an additional warn-\\ning of the brevity of life and the fewness of\\nher remaining opportunities of active use-\\nfulness.\\nYet in 1816, we see her the principal\\nfigure in a gathering in the beautiful\\ngrounds of Barley Wood to celebrate the\\nformation of a branch Bible Society in the\\nparish of Wrington. Nearly forty clergy-\\nmen were present at the religious exercises,\\nwhich were held in a waggon-yard, as the\\nonly place in the neighbourhood which\\nwould hold the convocation of people of\\nall classes.\\nSo, says Hannah, complacently to Mr.\\nWilberforce, the Archdeacon cannot plant\\nus in his hot-bed of heresy and schism.\\nOne hundred and one dined at Barley\\nWood, and about one hundred and sixty\\ntook tea within the hospitable doors and\\nunder the trees on the lawn, the day being\\nremarkably fine.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0252.jp2"}, "251": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0253.jp2"}, "252": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0254.jp2"}, "253": {"fulltext": "Deaths of Elizabeth and Sally 21 1\\nIt had all the gayety of a public garden, continued\\nHannah, and excuses the expense (twenty pounds) by\\nrepresenting that many young persons of fortune\\npresent, by assisting at this little festivity, will learn to\\nconnect the idea of innocent cheerfulness with that of\\nreligious societies, and may go and do likewise. For\\nno other cause on earth would we encounter the\\nfatigue.\\nNot one of the quartette could afTord to\\ntake risks in the matter of health that sum-\\nmer. Elizabeth, the eldest of the band,\\nwas partially paralysed and bedridden. In\\nJune, mortification in one leg, probably the\\nresult of an embolism, ensued, and she lay\\nwithout the power to articulate or to swal-\\nlow, partially unconscious of the agonis-\\ning queries of her affectionate nurses, until\\ndeath released her from her sufferings.\\nShe had been the housekeeper in Bristol, in\\nBath, and, latterly, at Barley Wood, and\\nher loss was felt the more keenly because\\nher tender heart had responded so readily\\nto the bodily needs detected by her quick\\neye and womanly intuition, that those to\\nwhom she ministered were never fully\\naware how much she had done, and how\\nwell, until the place that once knew her\\nwas for ever vacant. She was sadly needed\\njust then. Sally was ill with a distressing", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0255.jp2"}, "254": {"fulltext": "212 Hannah More\\ndropsical affection, the lively Patty, Han-\\nnah s right-hand woman, had a disease of\\nthe liver, the reigning feature of which\\nwas a determination of blood to the head,\\nespecially alarming because hereditary, and\\nwhen Elizabeth died, Hannah was feebly\\nconvalescent from bilious fever.\\nI have carried too much sail, she says in what she\\napologises for as the annals of a hospital. My life,\\nupon the whole, must be reckoned as an uncommonly\\nprosperous and happy one. 1 have been blessed with\\nmore friends of a superior cast than have often fallen to\\nthe lot of so humble an individual. Nothing but the\\ngrace of God, and frequent attacks through life of very\\nsevere illness, could have kept me in tolerable order. If\\nI am no better than I am with all these visitations, what\\nshould I have been without them 1 have never yet\\nfelt a blow of which I did not perceive the indispensable\\nnecessity.\\nThe stuff of which her faith was made\\nwas tried, as in a furnace heated seven\\ntimes, in the spring of the next year (1817).\\nSally the eldest of the three survivors\\nwas laid upon a bed of such anguish that\\nthe surgeon who attended her often left the\\nroom in tears, and all Hannah s Christian\\nheroism was required to hold her fast to\\nher post of duty. For four months the or-\\ndeal continued, intensest bodily pain and", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0256.jp2"}, "255": {"fulltext": "Deaths of Elizabeth and Sally 2 1 3\\nserenest inward peace on the part of the\\ninvalid, and a sorrowful looking forward to\\nthe certain end with the devoted sisters.\\nPoor Sally you are in dreadful pain\\nsaid one of them, when a sharp paroxysm\\ncaused her to change countenance.\\nI am, indeed, but all is well, was the\\nreply, to be repeated again and again, like\\nthe refrain of a blessed song in the racked\\nhouse of a pilgrimage which was nearing\\nthe end.\\nI know everybody, and remember\\neverything, she answered when asked if\\nshe recognised a visitor to the chamber\\nwhere she lay dying.\\nWhen Hannah inquired, Have you com-\\nfort in your mind the response was made\\nsmilingly\\nI have no w//comfort at all\\nA few days before her death, the doctor\\nbade her Good-morning, as he entered.\\nShe lifted her clasped hands in holy trans-\\nport\\nOh, for the glorious morning of the\\nResurrection But there are some grey\\nclouds between.\\nThey parted suddenly as she awoke out\\nof a quiet sleep on the following morning,", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0257.jp2"}, "256": {"fulltext": "214 Hannah More\\nand looking up, as the martyr Stephen\\ngazed heavenward in dying, she cried out\\nin a clear, full voice\\nBlessing, and honour, and glory, and\\npower be unto the Lamb Hallelujah\\nHer last words were Blessed Jesus\\nHannah and Patty drew yet more closely\\ntogether after Sally s translation, work-\\ning cheerfully together, we are told, as\\nbefitted those who felt the time remaining\\nfor earthly labours to be all too short. As\\nthe others had passed away in the order of\\ntheir ages, Hannah conceived the idea that\\nher turn would come next. She wrought\\nupon each day s task in the abiding thought\\nthat the call might come at cockcrowing,\\nor at midnight on the morrow. Revision\\nof eighteen volumes of her published works,\\nin preparation for new editions, took up\\nmuch time. Coelebs was in the fifteenth.\\nPractical Piety in the eleventh, edition.\\nCoelebs had been translated into French,\\nseveral of the Cheap Repository Tracts into\\nRussian, Distinguished travellers, calling\\nat Barley Wood, told of seeing her books\\nin Sweden, and even in Iceland the Essay\\non Saint Paul and several of the Sacred\\nDramas were translated by missionaries", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0258.jp2"}, "257": {"fulltext": "Visitors to Barley Wood 215\\ninto the Cingalese and Tamil languages.\\nThe author gave audience in her modest\\nmansion to the titled and the great from all\\nquarters of the globe.\\nHannah is still herself, writes Bishop\\nJebb of a visit paid to Barley Wood in\\nJune, 1818. She took me for a drive to\\nBrockley Combe, in the course of which\\nher anecdotes, her wit, her powers of\\ncriticism, and her admirable talent of re-\\ncitation, had ample scope.\\nIn another part of the letter he says of\\nPatty\\nThis interesting woman is suiTering with exemplary\\npatience the most excruciating pain. Not a murmur\\nescapes her, though, at night, especially, groans and\\ncries are inevitably extorted, and the moment after the\\nparoxysm, she is ready to resume with full interest and\\nanimation whatever may have been the subject of\\nconversation.\\nIn September, 1819, the sisters had a\\nweek s visit from Mr. and Mrs. Wilber-\\nforce. Patty seemed so well that, when\\nHannah was taken ill on the fourth day of\\ntheir guests sojourn with her, she had no\\nuneasiness as to her sister s ability to attend\\nthem in their walks and drives, and to\\nentertain them when at home. At eleven", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0259.jp2"}, "258": {"fulltext": "2i6 Hannah More\\no clock on the last night of the visit, Patty\\nwent to Hannah s bedside with the cheery\\nannouncement They have all gone to\\nbed, and our Wilberforce and I have had a\\nnice hour s chat.\\nThere is a delicate touch of nature and\\nof pathos in Mr. Wilberforce s mention of\\nthe subject of the nice talk.\\nPatty sat up with me till near twelve, talking over\\nHannah s first introduction to a London life, and 1, not\\nshe, broke off the conference. I never saw her more\\nanimated. About eight in the morning when 1 came\\nout of my room 1 found Hannah at the door.\\nHave you not heard that Patty is dying? They\\ncalled me to her in great alarm at which, from the\\nghastliness of her appearance, I could not wonder.\\nAbout two or three hours after our parting for the\\nnight she had been taken ill.\\nIn less than a week the true, loving heart,\\nfaithful unto death, was stilled for all time.\\nWe had worked thirty-two years together, said\\nthe bereaved woman, now in the seventy-fifth year of\\nher age. I may now, indeed, say, My house is left\\nunto me desolate. I have lost my chief earthly com-\\nfort, companion, counsellor, and fellow-labourer. My\\nloss is little compared with her gain, and the remainder\\nof my pilgrimage will be short.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0260.jp2"}, "259": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XVI\\nTHE QUEEN OF BARLEY WOOD LAST BOOK\\nWRITTEN CHILD VISITORS PERSONAL AP-\\nPEARANCE AT EIGHTY THE STIRRED NEST\\nREMOVAL TO CLIFTON FALLING ASLEEP\\nHANNAH MORE S correspondence was\\nalways voluminous. It awakens\\nmelancholy reflections upon the uncertainty\\nof life and the changes which come to the\\nmost stable of human friendships, when we\\nnote the abridged list of those to whom\\nshe had written regularly and freely in the\\nprime of her womanhood.\\nMrs. Montagu, Mrs. Boscawen, Mrs.\\nVesey, Mrs. Carter Johnson, Garrick,\\nWalpole, had passed from earth long ago.\\nThe diary-letters to the sisters were closed\\nby Patty s death. In 1821, Mrs. Garrick\\ndied in her hundredth year. Pepys and\\nWilberforce were all that were left of the\\n217", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0261.jp2"}, "260": {"fulltext": "2i8 Hannah More\\nmatchless coterie which gave lustre to the\\nsocial history of the latter part of the eight-\\neenth century. It is grand to see the wo-\\nman who had outlived the contemporaries\\nof youth and middle age arising from the\\nbed physicians and friends thought for\\nmany weeks of 1821-22 would be the bed\\nof death, and buckling on her armour for\\nactive service in God s church and His\\nworld.\\nThere is hardly a city in America in\\nwhich 1 have not a correspondent on mat-\\nters concerning religion, morals, or litera-\\nture, she told Sir W. W. Pepys.\\nShe corresponded with the Royal Society\\nof Literature upon such subjects as The Age,\\nWrilings, and Genius of Homer wrote a\\nmasterly critique upon Madame Necker s\\nLife of Madame de Stael read and com-\\nmented upon the sermons of Magee and\\nDean Milner, and upon the next page re-\\nviewed Scott and Byron was actively in-\\nterested in the University in the Ionian\\nIslands, projected by Lord Guilford and\\nexerted her feeble voice to prevail upon\\nher few parliamentary friends to steer the\\nmiddle way between the Scylla of brutal\\nignorance and the Charybdis of a literary", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0262.jp2"}, "261": {"fulltext": "Last Book Written 219\\neducation, declaring the one to be cruel,\\nthe other, preposterous.\\nIn this connection I may state her con-\\nviction that though, perhaps ten out of a\\nhundred children (of the peasant classes)\\nmight have abilities worth cultivation, the\\nother ninety w^ere better with no know-\\nledge save of their Bible and Catechism.\\nIn 1824, when she was seventy-nine, she\\nwrote and published her last book. The\\nSpirit of Prayer. Pepys says of it\\nThere is such an animated spirit of piety running\\nthrough the whole of it, that not to have greatly relished\\nit would have impeached one s taste, even more than\\none s principles. Mrs. Montagu and I used always to\\nagree that you had more wit in your serious writings\\nthan other people had when they meant to be profess-\\nedly witty. As to this last treatise, 1 hope to\\nhave it always upon my table, and to read it over and\\nover again as long as 1 wish to cherish the spirit of piety,\\nwhich 1 pray to God may be as long as I live.\\nIn June of this same year Hannah More\\nwas called upon to mourn the death of this\\nnoble gentleman.\\n1 believe he was the last of that select society in\\nwhich for a long series of years we passed so many\\nagreeable evenings together, writes the woman of\\neighty to the widow of her late friend. I told him,", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0263.jp2"}, "262": {"fulltext": "220 Hannah More\\nnot long since, that he and 1 were the leavings of\\nPharsalia.\\nDeath has lately thinned the ranks of my friends.\\nAmong the more distinguished were the late Bishop of\\nSalisbury and the Dean of Canterbury. 1 lately reck-\\noned up thirty physicians who had attended me in\\nnumberless successive illnesses all taken 1 left\\nThough my health is better than usual, yet at my\\ntime of life, I feel on the verge of Eternity. An awful,\\nbut not a fearful, anticipation.\\nYet the Queen of Barley Wood, as\\nshe was styled affectionately by her friends,\\nheld almost regal court in the little do-\\nmain where every tree was planted by her\\nown hand or under her directions. From\\na description of the place in a private letter\\nwritten by one of her visitors, we learn that\\nathickhedgeof roses, jessamine, woodbine and clema-\\ntis fringed the smooth and sloping lawn on one side\\non the other, laurel and laurestinus were in full and\\nbeautiful verdure. From the shrubbery the ground\\nascends, and is well wooded by flowing larch, dark\\ncypress, spreading chestnut and some hardy forest trees.\\nAmid this melange, rustic seats and temples occasionally\\npeep forth, and two monuments are especially conspic-\\nuous the one to the memory of Porteous, the other to\\nthe memory of Locke.\\nMiss Frowd, the amiable and sympathetic\\ncompanion of the otherwise solitary mistress", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0264.jp2"}, "263": {"fulltext": "Personal Appearance at Eighty 221\\nof the home, computed that the number\\nof calls averaged eighty per week. Mrs.\\nMore knew not how to help it. She\\nsaw the older guests out of respect the\\nyoung, in the hope of doing them good\\nthose from a distance, because they had\\ncome so far to see her her neighbours, to\\nhinder them from feeling jealous of the at-\\ntention she paid to strangers. From twelve\\no clock until three each day a constant\\nstream of carriages and pedestrians filled\\nthe evergreen bordered avenue leading\\nfrom the Wrington village road. Rowland\\nHill, whom Mrs. More calls an extraordi-\\nnary being, spent a morning with her,\\nproving to be extremely well-bred, in\\nspite of his irregular clerical perform-\\nances, and talking of everybody from\\nJohn Bunyan to John Locke. Mrs. More\\nchronicles admiringly that he had vaccin-\\nated very near eight thousand poor peo-\\nple with his own hand. Ecclesiastics by\\nthe score, statesmen by the dozen, and\\nnumberless people of rank from England,\\nCanada, and the Continent paid their re-\\nspects to the wonderful old lady.\\nYou would be surprised to see the number of su-\\nperior Americans who visit me, she writes. They", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0265.jp2"}, "264": {"fulltext": "222 Hannah More\\nare a very improving people. Tliey are running the\\nrace of glory witli us. I hope they will make us quicken\\nour pace.\\nI had lately a visit from the principal bookseller of\\nNew York, who told me he had sold thirty thousand\\ncopies of Ctrlebs, and he added that it did more good\\nthere than my decidedly religious writings, because it\\nwas read universally by worldly people who might\\nshrink from some of the others.\\nThe large number of children who were\\nbrought to see her was a source of especial\\ngratification.\\nThey say your sex is naturally capri-\\ncious, she said playfully to a boy of six as\\nhe took his leave. There! 1 will give you\\nanother kiss. Keep it for my sake, and when\\nyou are a man remember Hannah More.\\nI will, he said, remember that you\\nloved children.\\nThe Rev. T. B. Knight formerly of\\nWrington, now of Bristol and President of\\nthe Hannah More Society, an organisa-\\ntion having as its object the intelligent pre-\\nservation of everything pertaining to the life\\nand labours of this great and good woman\\nhas in his possession an autograph letter\\nfrom Mr. Gladstone written to Mr. Knight\\nrelative to a visit he paid to Barley Wood\\nas a child.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0266.jp2"}, "265": {"fulltext": "Personal Appearance at Eighty 223\\nBy the courtesy of Mr. Knight I herewith\\ngive a verbatim copy of the note\\nDear Sir\\nIn the spring of 1815 I think it was, certainly not\\nlater, that my mother took me to see Mrs. Hannah More\\nat Barley Wood, when she presented me personally\\nwith a small copy of her Sacred Dranms, which 1 still\\npossess.\\nYour very faithful\\nW. E. Gladstone.\\nJul. 20. qo.\\nIn 1826, when she was eighty-one, Han-\\nnah More wrote a long and earnest letter\\nto an awakened Infidel, urging upon\\nhim the importance of Repentance to-\\nwards God, and faith in the Lord Jesus\\nChrist. Rowland Hill himself could not\\nhave made a more direct and powerful ap-\\npeal. Although for eight years she had\\nbeen confined, except in very fine summer\\nweather, to a suite of two rooms on the\\nfirst floor of her house, she took lively in-\\nterest in the adornment of the grounds\\nvisible from her windows, superintending\\nthe setting out of plantations of young\\ntrees and the opening of new walks. Her\\nknitting- work was a great solace when she\\nwas too weary to write letters. She knit", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0267.jp2"}, "266": {"fulltext": "224 Hannah More\\nstockings for her friends, socks, garters,\\nand muffatees, for the Jews basket, and\\ncharity bazaars.\\nThese, by the lady customers giving\\nfive times more than they are worth, bring,\\nin the year, no contemptible sum, is a\\npassage in a letter to a titled friend.\\nThe private letter from which quotation\\nwas made awhile ago treats us to a sketch\\nof the Hannah More of this date which\\nbrings her vividly before our eyes\\nThere was something of courtliness about h;r man-\\nner, the courtliness of the vielle coiir, which one reads\\nof and seldom meets. Her dress was of light green\\nVenetian silk a yellow, richly-embroidered crape shawl\\ncovered her shoulders, and a pretty net cap tied under\\nher chin with white satin ribbon, completed her costume.\\nHer figure is engagingly petite but to have any idea\\nof the expression of her countenance you must imagine\\nthe small, withered face of a woman in her seventy-\\nseventh year (eighty-odd?) and imagine also\\nshaded, but not obscured, by long, perfectly white\\neyelashes eyes, dark, brilliant, flashing and penetrat-\\ning, sparkling from object to object with all the fire and\\nenergy of youth, and sending welcome all around.\\nThe spirit within was as warm and cheerful as if the\\nblood of eighteen, instead of eighty, coursed in her\\nveins.\\nThe placid beauty of the long evening of\\nher well-spent life was disturbed, the nest", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0268.jp2"}, "267": {"fulltext": "The Stirred Nest 225\\nin which she had hoped to die was broken\\nup by a cause so ignoble one has hardly\\npatience to tell the pitiful story.\\nHer sisters had been her housekeepers,\\nand when the death of the youngest, the\\nwilling, efficient Patty, threw the care of the\\nestablishment, including the management\\nof servants, upon Hannah, she was too old\\nand infirm to learn new lessons. With\\ngenerous confidence in the fidelity of do-\\nmestics taken from the parish for whose\\npoor she had toiled so long and at such cost\\nto herself, she committed everything to\\nthem,\u00e2\u0080\u0094 marketing, cookery, and running\\nexpenses, with the care of house and\\ngrounds.\\nTo bestow confidence where experi-\\nence should awaken suspicion and inspire\\ncaution, is to sleep on duty, says her bio-\\ngrapher, candidly. He might have added,\\nand to invite dishonesty.\\nWhen the house-bills were inordinately\\nlarge, cook and parlour-maid had only to\\nplead the needs of the parish poor, to whom\\nthe kitchen doors were ever open, to lull\\nthe mistress s misgivings, and even win\\nher approbation. The poor ye have\\nalways with you, was a text that implied", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0269.jp2"}, "268": {"fulltext": "226 Hannah More\\nthe Christian duty of giving without\\nceasing.\\nThe waste and thievery at Barley Wood\\nwere matters of serious concern to her\\nfriends and a parish scandal for months be-\\nfore the victim of ingratitude and peculation\\nwould listen to a syllable of accusation\\nagainst those she knew she could trust.\\nFor three years the expenditures of the\\nhousehold exceeded her abundant income\\nby three hundred pounds annually, and in\\n1828 she awoke with a thrill of shame and\\nhorror to the truth that other and grosser\\nevils than waste and indolence had resulted\\nfrom her imprudent confidence. Dis-\\nhonest and vicious servants were making\\nher appear to tolerate sins she had testified\\nagainst through life.\\nThe old energy of spirit and will asserted\\nitself. She made quick work of a change\\nthat was like tearing up affections and\\nmemories by the roots. The vile creatures\\nof her bounty were dismissed summarily,\\nand she left her home for a house on Wind-\\nsor Terrace, in Clifton, now a part of Bristol.\\nSeveral gentlemen from the neighbour-\\nhood, apprehensive of riotous demonstra-\\ntions from the disgraced servants and their", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0270.jp2"}, "269": {"fulltext": "Removal to Clifton 227\\nfriends, who had shared in the benefits of\\ntheir thieving, awaited without to escort\\nthe carriage which camo to take her away-\\none cold morning early in the year. When\\ndressed for the journey, Mrs. More walked\\nslowly, leaning upon her companion s arm,\\nthrough the rooms filled with mementos\\nof days that were no more, pausing before\\neach portrait to look a loving farewell. As\\nshe was assisted into the coach by the rev-\\nerent bodyguard, she cast one lingering\\nglance upon house and gardens\\nI am driven, like Eve, out of Paradise,\\nbut not, like Eve, by angels.\\nIf there were bitterness in the ejaculation,\\nit was short-lived. By the time she was\\nsettled in her new quarters she could say,\\ncalmly, if sadly, to those who inveighed\\nagainst the ingrates\\nIt is their sinfulness towards God that\\nformed the melancholy part of the case.\\nThen she dismissed the case and\\nmade the brightest best of what was left to\\nher. A Sketch of my Court at Windsor\\nTerrace, 1828, begins with the Duke of\\nGloucester as one of my sportsmen.\\nThe Bishop of Salisbury is put down as her\\noculist Mr. Wilberforce, her guide.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0271.jp2"}, "270": {"fulltext": "228 Hannah More\\nphilosopher, and friend Mr. Cadell,\\naccoucheur to the Muses, who has intro-\\nduced many a sad, sickly brat to see the\\nlight, but whispers that they must not de-\\npend upon a long life.\\nIt is gratifying to read, in connection\\nwith the exaggerated report of her pecuni-\\nary losses which got abroad, that her\\nAmerican readers and admirers proposed\\nto make up a fund sufficient to preserve\\nher from all fear of future pecuniary diffi-\\nculties.\\nThe offer was gratefully declined with\\nothers from friends nearer home. Barley\\nWood was sold to Mr. William Hartford,\\nan esteemed acquaintance, and she parted\\nwith the copyrights of ten of her books,\\nrealising a handsome sum by the transfer.\\nShe says, cheerfully, that I have ex-\\nchanged eight pampered minions for four\\nsober servants, and greatly lessened my\\nhouse expenses, enabling me to maintain\\nmy schools and enlarge my charities.\\nMisc Frowd is my great earthly treasure.\\nShe has the entire management of my fam-\\nily, and is very judicious in the common\\noffices of life. She reads well and she reads\\nmuch to me.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0272.jp2"}, "271": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0273.jp2"}, "272": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0274.jp2"}, "273": {"fulltext": "Falling Asleep 229\\nMiss Frowd was kneeling at her pillow\\non Friday, September 6, 1833, when the\\ndark eyes opened full upon her face, and\\nthe voice, still soft, although weak and thin\\nwith age and illness, said\\nI love you, my dear child, with ferv-\\nency. It will be pleasant to you, twenty\\nyears hence, to remember that I said this\\non my death-bed.\\nShe had been ill for ten months, failing\\nin body and in mind never in heart and\\ntemper for nearly five years. Morning\\nprayers had been said at her bedside as\\nusual, that day, she seeming to listen with\\nhands devoutly lifted up. The evening\\nhad come, and Miss Frowd was still watch-\\ning the dear visage upon which a strange\\nradiance had settled, an unusual bright-\\nness. At nine o clock the brightness be-\\ncame glory, a smile that made her face as\\nthe face of an angel. She lifted her arms\\nto embrace some one invisible to her\\nwatchers.\\nPatty she cried, then, as distinctly,\\nJoy!\\nAnd when she had said this, she fell\\nasleep.", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0275.jp2"}, "274": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0276.jp2"}, "275": {"fulltext": "INDEX\\nAddison, Joseph, 1 6, 47\\nAdelphi, The, 58, 70\\nAlbemarle, Lady, 197\\nAldboroLigh, Suffolk, 2\\nB\\nBamber, Gascoigne, 88\\nBarbauld, Anna Lastitia, 66, 67\\nBaietti, 34\\nBarham, Lord, 209\\nBarley Wood, 195, 198-200, 204, 210, 214, 215, 220,\\n222 224 226, 228\\nBarrington, Bishop, 192\\nBas Bleu, The, 32, 43, 47, 85, 94, 101, 103, 146\\nBath, 138, 139, 189, 194\\nBathurst, Lady, 61, 62\\nBathurst, Lord, 98\\nBeadon, Bishop, 191, 192\\nBeaufort, Duchess of, 6}\\nBelmont Manor, 21-23, 42\\nBeranger, 80\\n231", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0277.jp2"}, "276": {"fulltext": "232 Index\\nBlack Giles the Poacher, 177\\nBlagden, 190, 192\\nBoscawen, Mrs., 40, 46, 48, 61, 62, 79, 84, 108, 134,\\n148, 152, 181\\nBoswell, 55, 56, 65, 76\\nBristol, 13, 14, 19, 23, 30, 67, 69, 90, 92, 93, 94, 207,\\n226\\nBronte, Charlotte, 78\\nBurke, Edmund, 34, 49, 117, 185\\nBurney, Dr. Charles, 65\\nBurney, Fanny, 55, 36, 45, 47, 54, 55, 65, 85, 105,\\n130, 33, 35\\nCadell, 43, 6}, 74, 84, 116, 121, 129, 172, 228\\nCaptive, The Inflexible, 53, 58\\nCarter, Mrs., 40, 47, 115, 137\\nCecil, Robert, 192\\nChapone, Mrs. Elizabeth, 40, 43, 47, 62, 116\\nCharlotte, Princess of Wales, 195-197\\nCharlotte, Queen, 85, 195, 197\\nChatterton, Thomas, 13, 81\\nCheap Repository Tracts, 176, 179, 214\\nCheddar, 139, 40, 43, 45, 55. 59, JO, 19\\nChester, Bishop of, 85, 89\\nChip, IVill, 172, 174\\nClark, Mrs., 168\\nClarke, Rev. Samuel, i\\nClifton, 226\\nClive, Kitty, 60, 64\\nCobham, Lord, 80\\nCottle, Amos, 14\\nCotton, Mrs., 51", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0278.jp2"}, "277": {"fulltext": "Index 233\\nCottons, The, 51\\nCowper, William, 81, 86, 104, 120, 152, 154, 156\\nCowslip Green, 106, no, 117, 132, 139, 144, 154, 157^\\n159, 181, 187, 192, 194, 198\\nCrisp, Mr., 35, 36\\nCumberland, Richard, 202\\nD\\nDelany, Mrs., 6}, 78, 79, 87, 146\\nDevonshire, Duchess of, 113\\nDramas, Sacred, 84, 85, 90, 214\\nDryden, John, 4, 5, 16, 60\\nDupont, Citizen, 169, 171\\nEld red, Sir, of the Bower, 42, 43-45\\nElgin, Lord, 126, 127\\nEvelina, 36, 65, 130\\nFalsehood, The Fatal, 73-75\\nFerguson, 14\\nFielding, Henry, 37\\nFisher, Bishop, 196, 197\\nFrowd, Miss, 226, 228, 229\\nGarrick, David, 32,43,46,48-51,53, 58-61, 63,65,\\n69-7 75, 76\\nGarrick, Mrs., 49, 58, 69-72, 75-78, 90, 92, 96-98, 1 10,\\n1 17, 1 18, 145, 208, 217\\nGarricks, The, 43, 47, 53, 57, 60, 65", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0279.jp2"}, "278": {"fulltext": "234 Index\\nGeorge the Third, King, ns, 136\\nGibbon, Edward, 49, 81, 80, 134, 137, 180\\nGladstone, W. E., 222, 223\\nGloucester, Duke of, 227\\nGoldsmith, Oliver, 43\\nGordon, Lord George, 82\\nGrafton, Duke of, 147\\nH\\nHampton, 72, 77, 80, 1 17, 145, 208\\nHanway, Jonas, 85\\nHappiness, Search after, 17, 59, 116\\nHarris, Mr., 61, 72, 73\\nHartford, Mr. William, 228\\nHill, Rowland, 221, 224\\nHobbes, i\\nHome, Mr. John, 62, 118\\nHome, Dr., 88\\nHume, David, 14\\nJ\\nJebb, Bishop, 215\\nJohnson, Dr. Samuel, 31, 32, 34-37, 44-4^, 54-57 65,\\n79, 88, 91, 98, 102, 108-110\\nK\\nKennicott, Dr. Benjamin, 90, 99, 100\\nKennicott, Mrs., 90, 100, 100, 167, 198, 199, 207\\nKeppel, George, 197\\nKnight, Rev. T. B., 222, 223\\nLanghorne, Dr., 29, 30\\nLondon, Bishop of, 186, 190, 192", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0280.jp2"}, "279": {"fulltext": "Index 235\\nLowth, Bishop, 66, 85\\nLyttleton, Lord, 62\\nM\\nMacaulay, Thomas Babington, 105, 130, 204-206\\nMacaulay, Zachary, 204\\nMadaii, Martin, 81\\nMahon, Lord, 49\\nMaimers of the Great, 121-124, 126, 129, 133, 135, 191\\nMendip, 1S5-157, 175\\nMilton, John, 16\\nMontagu, Lady Mary Wortley, 70\\nMontagu, Mrs., 32, ^6, 39, 40, 43, 45, 48, 61, 94, 101,\\n113, 114\\nMore, Elizabeth, 4, 15, 138, 211, 212\\nMore, Hannah, birth, childhood, dreams of authorship,\\n1-14 school-days first published works be-\\ntrothal, 15-27; broken engagement; first visit to\\nLondon, 28-40 Sir Eldred played in London\\nintimacy with the Garricks, 41-52 Dr. Johnson\\nThe Inflexible Captive acted in Bath Garrick s\\nkindness Percy written and acted, 53-67 Gar-\\nrick s death intimacy with his widow The Fatal\\nFalsehood acted in London social and literary\\ntriumphs, 68-82 Sacred Dramas written and pub-\\nlished death of Jacob More The Bas Bleu, 83-107;\\nJohnson s death; Bristol milk-woman Thoughts\\non the Importance of the Manners of the Great\\npublished, 108-123 great popularity of The Man-\\nners Cowslip Green built, 124-138 Cheddar\\nschools established by Hannah More and her sisters,\\n139-15 1 John Newton at Cowslip Green; other\\nschools established William Wilberforce s friend-", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0281.jp2"}, "280": {"fulltext": "236 Index\\nship and cooperation, 152-166 persecution and\\ncalumnies Village Politics and Cheap Repository\\nTracts published, 167-178; mission-work among\\nthe poor extended Lord Orford s death and Me-\\nmoirs, 179-186; fierce opposition to the Mores\\norganised charities Barley Wood built, 187-200\\nCcelebs in Search of a IVife published Practical\\nPiety deaths of Mary, Elizabeth, and Sarah More,\\n201-216; last book written; removal to Bristol;\\nold age death, 217-229\\nMore, Jacob, i, 2, 4, 10, 12, 15, 93, 96, 97\\nMore, Mrs. Jacob, 5, 9-12, 93, 99\\nMore, Martha Patty 4, 9, 5, 21, 30, 44, 45, 96,\\n106, 116, 129, 138, 141, 142, 144, 155, 167, 185,\\n189, 198, 207-209, 214-216, 22s, 229\\nMore, Mary, 4, 10, 13, 15, 138, 207, 208\\nMore, Sarah, 4, 9, is, 33, 34, 37, 9^, 138, 211-214\\nMores, The, 4, 7\\nMoss, Dr., 190\\nN\\nNewcastle, Duke of, 49\\nNewton, Bishop, 66, 79\\nNewton, John, 86, 104, 107, 120, 146, 149, 150, 152-\\n156, 180, 181\\nNorth, Lady, 62\\nNorth, Lord, 49\\nNorthumberland, Duke of, 62\\nNorwich, 1\\nO\\nOrford, Lord, 170, 171, 180, 185, 186", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0282.jp2"}, "281": {"fulltext": "Index 237\\np\\nPaine, Thomas, 172, 175\\nParley the Porter, 1 78\\nPeach the Linen-draper 14\\nPepys, Mrs., 101, 102\\nPepys, W. W., 100, 114, 116, 187, 193, 198,206, 217-\\n219\\nPercy, 58-64, 73-75, 86, 116-118, 202\\nPercy, Dr., 62\\nPercy, Earl, 62\\nPindar, Peter, 189, 190\\nPitt, Lord, 49, 184\\nPope, Alexander, 5, 80\\nPorteiis, Bishop, 66, 148-150, 173, 177, 199, 200, 220\\nPractical Piety, 200, 214\\nR\\nRaikes, Robert, 142, i6i\\nReliques, Percy s, 44\\nReynolds, Miss, 31, 33-35, 43, 79\\nReynolds, Sir Joshua, 31-35, 37, 49, 61, 65, 117\\nRivington, 173\\nRoberts, Miss, 209\\nRoberts, William, 25, 29, 34, 146, 173\\nSalisbury, Bishop of, 137, 227\\nShepherd 0/ Salisbury Plain, 137, 178, 184, 185\\nSheridan, Richard Brinsley, 16, 32, 71\\nSheridan, Thomas, 16\\nSiddons, Mrs., 116, 117\\nSmelt, Mr., 130", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0283.jp2"}, "282": {"fulltext": "2^8 Index\\nSmith, Sidney, 202\\nSpinoza, 1\\nStapleton, 2\\nStonehouse, Sir James (Dr.), 24-26, 29, 33, 39, 95, 157\\nStrawberry Hill, 1 10, 208\\nSuffolk, I\\nThorpe Hall, 2, 5 1\\nThrale, Mrs., 36, 48, 54, 56, 102\\nTrimmer, Mrs., 118, 11 g\\nTurner, Mr., 21-23, 25-20, 42\\nTurn the Carpet (ballad), 1 77\\nV\\nVesey, Mrs., 43, 48, 101, 146\\nW\\nWaldegrave, Lady, 184, 197\\nWales, Prince of, i 18, 109, 200\\nWalpole, Horace, 56, 78, 81, 98, 103, 110, 112, 133\\nWedmore, 192\\nWilberforce, Miss, 142\\nWiiberforce, William, 104, 125-127, 141, 143, 146, 163,\\n176, 184, 187, 189, 193, 198, 204, 210, 215-217,\\n227\\nWindsor Terrace, 226, 227\\nWrington, 106, 144, 145, 194, 210, 221, 222\\nYearsley, Anne, 112-115\\nYonge, Miss, iq, 54, 59, 06, 102, 180, 197", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0284.jp2"}, "283": {"fulltext": "By MARION HARLAND\\nWhere Ghosts Walk\\nThe Haunts of Familiar Characters in History\\nand Literature\\nWith 33 illustrations. 8% gilt top (in a box), $2.50.\\nIn this volume fascinating pictures are thrown upon the screen so\\nrapidly that we have not time to have done with our admiration for\\none before the next one is encountered. Long-forgotten\\nheroes live once more we recall the honored dead to life again, and\\nthe imagination runs riot. Travel of this kind does not weary, it\\nfascinates. N, V, Times,\\nLiterary Hearthstones\\nstudies of the Home=Life of Certain Writers\\nand Thinkers\\nThe first issues are\\nCHARLOTTE BRONTE HANNAH MORE\\nWILLIAM COWPER JOHN KNOX\\nPut up in sets of two volumes each (in boxes). Fully\\nillustrated. 16 per volume, $1.50; per set, $3.00.\\nThe writer has read her authorities with care, and, whenever it\\nhas been practicable, she has verified by personal investigation what\\nshe has heard and read. We have as a result, narratives excellent as\\nrecords and distinctly readable. Anecdotes are introduced with tact\\nthe treatment of the authors is sympathetic and characterized by good\\njudgment. N. Y. Tribune.\\nG. P. PUTNAM S SONS, New York and London", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0285.jp2"}, "284": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0286.jp2"}, "285": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0287.jp2"}, "286": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2589", "width": "1638", "jp2-path": "hannahmore00harl_0288.jp2"}}