Little Journeys to the Homes of the Great - Volume 05 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 259 pages of information about Little Journeys to the Homes of the Great.

Little Journeys to the Homes of the Great - Volume 05 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 259 pages of information about Little Journeys to the Homes of the Great.

Hodge was fed on oysters that his owner could ill afford; and after Johnson had spent the little fortune that belonged to his wife, the lady was regaled on the best and choicest that his income, or credit, could secure.  But if one of those lightning-flashes of wit ever escaped him in her direction, we do not know it.  Garrick evidently was the first flint that tried his steel.  The distinctions of teacher and scholar were soon lost between these two, and the lessons took the turn of a fusillade of wit.  They made comments on the authors they read, and comments on the people they met, and criticized each other with encaustic remarks that tested friendship to its extremest limit.  And this continual skirmish that would have made sworn foes of common men in a day revealed to each that the other had the element of unexpectedness in his nature and was worth loving.

Humor and melancholy go hand in hand; both are born of an extreme sensitiveness, and the man who smiles at the trivial misfits of life realizes also that all men who tread the earth are living under a sentence of death, and that Fate has merely allowed them an indefinite, but limited, reprieve.

At the outset of Johnson’s career, one can not but see that the companionship and nimble wit of Garrick saved his ponderous and melancholy mind from going into bankruptcy.

And now we find them:  one twenty-eight, big, nearsighted, theoretical, blundering; and the other twenty-one, slight, active, graceful, practical.  They were alike in this:  they both loved books and were possessed of the eager, earnest, receptive mind.  To possess the hospitable mind!  For what greater blessing can one pray?

And then they were alike in other respects—­they were desperately poor; neither had an income; neither had a profession; both were ambitious.  Johnson had written a tragedy—­“Irene”—­and he had read it to Garrick several times, and Garrick said it was good and should make a hit.  But Garrick didn’t know much about tragedies—­law was his bent—­he had read law for two years, off and on.  They would go to London and seize fortune by the scalp-lock.  In London good lawyers were needed, and London was the only place for a playwright.

They scraped together their pennies, borrowed a few more, got a single letter of introduction between them to some person of unknown influence, and started away, with the lacrimose blessings of the elderly bride, and of Davy’s mother.

They must have been a queer sight when the stage let them down at the Strand—­dusty, dirty, tired and scared by the babel of sounds and sights!  And no doubt Johnson’s enormous size saved them from sundry insults and divers taunts that otherwise might have come their way.

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