the first being moralizings on life and manners by
a miraculous parrot; and the second a digest of whatever
happenings the author could scrape together. The
news of the day was concerned chiefly with the fate
of the rebels in the last Stuart uprising and with
rumors of the Pretender’s movements. From
many indications Eliza Haywood would seem to have
taken a lively interest in the Stuart cause, but certainly
she had no exceptional facilities for reporting the
course of events, and consequently her budget of information
was often stale or filled with vague surmises.
But she did not overlook the opportunity to narrate
con amore such pathetic incidents as the death
of Jemmy Dawson’s sweetheart at the moment of
his execution, later the subject of Shenstone’s
ballad. The vaporizings of the parrot were also
largely inspired by the trials of the rebels, but
the sagacious bird frequently drew upon such stock
subjects as the follies of the gay world, the character
of women, the unreliability of venal praise and interested
personal satire, and the advantages of making one’s
will—the latter illustrated by a story.
Somewhat more unusual was a letter from an American
Poll, representing how much it was to the interest
of England to preserve, protect, and encourage her
plantations in the New World, and complaining of the
tyranny of arbitrary governors. But the essay
parts of “The Parrot” are not even equal
to “The Female Spectator” and deserve no
lightening of the deep and speedy oblivion cast upon
them.
Besides her periodical essays Mrs. Haywood wrote during
her declining years several conduct books, which,
beyond showing the adaptability of her pen to any
species of writing, have but small importance.
One of them, though inheriting something from Defoe,
owed most to the interest in the servant girl heroine
excited by Richardson’s first novel. No
sociologist has yet made a study of the effect of “Pamela”
upon the condition of domestics, but the many excellent
maxims on the servant question uttered by Lord B——
and his lady can hardly have been without influence
upon the persons of the first quality who pored over
the volumes. In popular novels, at any rate,
abigails and scullions reigned supreme. In 1752
the “Monthly Review” remarked of a recent
work of fiction, “The History of Betty Barnes,”
that it seemed “chiefly calculated for the amusement
of a class of people, to whom the Apprentice’s
Monitor, or the Present for a servant maid
might be recommended to much better purpose,”
but the reviewer’s censure failed to quell the
demand for romances of the kitchen. Mrs. Haywood,
however, might have approved of his recommendation,
since she happened to be the author of the little
manual of household science especially urged upon
the females below stairs.