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BOSWELL WITHOUT JOHNSON.

BY LEONARD WHIBLEY.

Professor Tinker,

whose notes give in a concise form the information or illustration which the reader needs, has resisted any temptation to enlarge on what Boswell says, and his edition offers in this respect a welcome contrast to the first issue of the letters to Temple, in which the editor, Philip Francis, furnished a running commentary on Boswell's conduct. Passages hitherto excised from some letters have been restored on the good ground that more mischief is done by the suppression or alteration of the evidence than by its frank exposure."

THE Romans looked always first time. for something new from Africa; we may reverse the proverb and seek what is old in America. Thither our literary treasures gravitate like our gold, and, among other treasures, most of the letters of James Boswell, the manuscripts of which are still in existence, have found a home in the United States. We must do credit to the intelligence of American collectors in recognising the value and importance of Boswell's writings at a time when they were not so highly appreciated here. The letters to William Johnson Temple, first printed in 1857, are now owned by Mr Pierpont Morgan; the letters to Malone, which tell us much of the gradual composition of theLife,' together with many letters to other correspondents, are in the possession of Mr R. B. Adam; and there are others in public or private libraries. From these sources, from libraries in this country or on the Continent, and from books in which Boswell's letters have been printed, Professor Tinker has made a collection of all the letters that can be traced.1 In a total of nearly four hundred letters, about a hundred are published for the

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It is significant of the reputation which Boswell, after many years of contempt or detraction, now enjoys that SO much care should have been lavished on the collection and annotation of his letters. In the general opinion, Boswell is always associated with Johnson as his companion or biographer; but he lived a life of his own apart from his hero. There is something to be gained in leaving out of view the evidence of the 'Life' and of the letters to Johnson which appear in it, and of considering Boswell without Johnson as he lived from day to day

1 'Letters of James Boswell,' collected and edited by Chauncey Brewster Tinker, Professor in Yale University. In 2 vols. Oxford: at the Clarendon Press.

without the sage advice and severe repression of his mentor. He was a frank egotist, and his letters are concerned for the most part with himself, his fortunes, and his feelings. In those which he wrote to Temple we see him as he appeared to himself in the candid presentation of everything he did or thought; in his letters to others we see him as he wished to appear to them.

No biography of Boswell was written for nearly a hundred years after his death, and now, some thirty years later, we have the first collection of his letters, which tell us much that is new, and in their combination give the best material for studying his life and character. We have not, as we have in the case of most men whose letters are published, letters to his family. Boswell's family had small regard for his writings, and as they destroyed his journals and much else that he left at his death, so they had no desire to preserve his correspondence. It is for this reason that very few letters to his relatives are extant, and none to his father or his wife. The survival of the letters to Temple, which outweigh the rest of the letters in importance, is a fortunate accident. They were discovered about the middle of the last century in a shop at Boulogne, having been sold as wrapping-paper by a hawker. Probably more had already been used and destroyed than were left to be

published. Boswell wrote regularly and frequently to Temple throughout his life; but while in some years there are as many as eighteen letters, in others in which we know the correspondence was kept up none have survived. The record is unequal; we have full evidence for some years, and little or none of any value in others.

Of Boswell's boyhood nothing memorable is recorded. At an early age he matriculated at the University of Edinburgh, and there, though his chief study was the law, he was enrolled in the Humanity class and the Greek class. "I would fain recover Greek," he wrote in 1780, “or, indeed, learn it, for I never had much." He could quote Latin pat to the occasion, but, with a certain economy, his quotations were drawn mainly from Virgil and Horace. He educated himself, in the sense that every man's education is a matter of his own choice and his own achievement, excellently well. He read at intervals much literature, and for the most part knew what was best. He learnt " the English pronunciation" from Mr Love, and on his tour to the Continent acquired a good knowledge of French and Italian. Lastly, he trained himself to write in an admirably clear style, in which the words are fitly chosen to express the meaning.

His most intimate friend at Edinburgh was Temple. They were both pupils of Professor

Hunter; they walked together of the surprise felt by two on Arthur's Seat, with Boswell ladies, who, expecting "to see speaking three sentences to one of Temple's; they revealed their inmost thoughts to each the young parson, with his

other; they discussed their youthful ambitions, and pictured each other as "the great man in the horizon of the future. They parted in 1758, Temple to pursue his education at Cambridge, Boswell to continue in Edinburgh. Temple probably intended to make law his profession, for he entered Trinity Hall, the college of lawyers, and after an interval in his residence he graduated in 1765 as a Bachelor of Laws. Norton Nicholls, the friend of Gray, was his contemporary at Trinity Hall, and probably through his introduction Temple came to know the poet. Soon after taking his degree, Temple, whose means had been reduced by helping a bankrupt father and an improvident brother, took holy orders, and held livings at first in Devonshire and later in Cornwall until the end of his life. In 1767 he married a lady of genteel fortune, but his relations with his wife (who had no liking for Boswell) were not altogether happy, and we learn from the correspondence of Gray and Norton Nicholls that there was at one time a talk of a separation. It is difficult to judge of the character of a man whom we know for the most part from letters written to him and the allusions contained therein. Boswell calls him a sober grave man, and writes

a fat man, with a large white wig, were quite charmed with

neat black periwig and his polite address." The description of his being able to sit quite serene, placid, and happy in a company, where, perhaps, he hardly opened his mouth, suggests an easy and contented mind; but we have other testimony that he was "reserved, highly strung, subject to fits of depression.” And we know from Boswell's letters that he was often unsettled and restless for change, and even had thoughts of changing his profession. He differed from his friend in being a Whig and a water-drinker. Boswell credits him with a domestic disposition, a love of books and of rural scenes.

As Boswell and Temple when together enjoyed "invaluable hours of elegant friendship and classical sociality," so much of their correspondence was concerned with books and their writers. The character of Gray, of which Boswell arranged the publication in the

London Magazine,' and which both Mason and Johnson quoted in their lives of the poet, was written in a letter to Boswell soon after Gray's death. A year after it had been printed in Mason's 'Memoirs' of Gray, Temple projected the publication of Remarks on various Authours in a series of letters to James Boswell, Esq.,' which was to be based, it seems, on

letters actually sent to Boswell. The book never saw the light. As Boswell kept Temple's letters, which he wished him to publish, so, at an earlier date, he suggested that Temple should take care of the letters he received. "Remember to put my letters in a book neatly; see which of us does it first." Temple faithfully obeyed, and it is to his loyalty that we owe the long series of Boswell's letters, which begins in 1758, and continues to the last weeks of Boswell's life.

The letters to Temple are unique in literature. No other letters have ever given so frank a revelation of their writer's mind and feelings. Perhaps the nearest parallel to them is a work like Pepys' Diary, written for the author's own gratification. Boswell happily describes his letters as written conversation. As he and Temple had been friends in the expansive age of student life, and shared their inmost thoughts with one another, so Boswell needed a friend to whom he could impart without reserve every passing feeling, to whom he could look for sympathy in his weakness and distress, who would help him with understanding and advice. His first letters, written in the year 1758, before and after his eighteenth birthday, are somewhat stilted and priggish in tone, as when, in alluding to Temple's "uneasiness to be amongst so profligate a set at Cambridge," he writes: "I hope (by divine assistance) VOL. CCXVII.-NO. MCCCXII.

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Heaven knows that sordid motive is farthest from my thoughts." His second letter encloses a few poetical trifles of his own which had appeared in the magazines. So he had begun to write and to print.

For more than two years there are no letters surviving, and the loss is to be regretted, for it was an interesting period in his life. In November 1759 he matriculated at Glasgow, and studied moral philosophy under Adam Smith. Many years later Boswell relates that "Smith is now of our Club.

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It has lost its select merit." -consider this poor fellow What benefit the young student hauled away to the town of gained from his teacher he does Edinburgh- obliged to not tell us, but the impression form to every Scotch custom, which Boswell left on the pro- or be laughed at- Will you fessor is recorded in two quota- hae some jeel? O fie! O fie.' tions he wrote that Boswell His flighty imagination quite "was possessed of a facility of cramped, and he obliged to manners," and that "his great study 'Corpus Juris Civilis,' and fault was acting upon system." live in his father's strict family! From Glasgow in the spring is there any wonder, Sir, -is of 1760 he went to London, that the unlucky dog should and from there to Cambridge be somewhat fretfull? to visit Temple (and "they stayed up all night and read Gray with a noble enthusiasm "), and to Newmarket with the Earl of Eglintoun. There he wrote "The Cub at Newmarket,' a worthless poem, which he published two years later. He was hoping for a commission in the Guards, when his stern father, angry at the life he was leading, brought him back to Scotland. A year later his feelings were forcibly expressed in a letter to Temple, and a passage from it will serve as a summary presentment of his life and his feelings. "I grant you," he writes,

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There is another gap of two years in his correspondence, except for the letters exchanged between Boswell and his friend Andrew Erskine. These, with some effrontery, their writers published in 1763. Professor Tinker does not include them in his collection, on the ground that they were written with an eye single to the printing press "; but though this be admitted, and Boswell himself says my "affectation to be clever is exceedingly awkward," they reveal much that is of value. We have Boswell's conception of himself: his usual volatility is an inheritance from his French ancestors; the country is his aversion, and renders him quite torpid, perhaps because he has acquired so strong a relish for the variety and hurry of a town life, and at times he is the slave of black melancholy. He has published anonymously his Ode to Tragedy" and "The Cub at Newmarket," and he is seeing through the Press a volume of poems, in which "Captain Erskine will make a very good figure, Boswell a decent one."

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