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Do not look at me to deny me, dearest. I know that this is you, and that we are here, together. Wait wait and it will come!" This was what Keziah remembered hearing as she came back into the house. She crossed the kitchen, and saw, beyond Widow Thrale in the passage, that the two old sisters were in each other's arms.
Croker therefore gives us three different statements as to her age. Two of the three must be incorrect. We will not decide between them; we will only say, that the reasons which Mr. Croker gives for thinking that Mrs. Thrale was exactly thirty-five years old when Johnson was seventy, appear to us utterly frivolous. Again, Mr. Johnson just eight years and a quarter.
Coxeter, 'a gentleman, says Johnson, 'who was once my friend, enlisted in the service of the East India Company. Johnson asked Mr. Thrale to use his influence to get his discharge. Piozzi Letters, i. 33. The bookseller whom Johnson beat, ante, i. 154.
"I have understood it was a twin sister." "Who was her father?" Mr. Norbury hesitated. "If your lordship would excuse, I would prefer not to say. The story came to me through two persons. My own informant had it from Thrale. But it's near twenty years ago, and I could not charge my memory, to a certainty." "Something you don't like to tell?" "Not except I could speak to a certainty." Mr.
He had seen and felt so much of sharp misery, that he was not affected by paltry vexations; and he seemed to think that everybody ought to be as much hardened to those vexations as himself. He was angry with Boswell for complaining of a head-ache, with Mrs. Thrale for grumbling about the dust on the road, or the smell of the kitchen.
Thrale knew Johnson's character so superficially, as to represent him as unwilling to do small acts of benevolence; and mentions in particular, that he would hardly take the trouble to write a letter in favour of his friends . The truth, however, is, that he was remarkable, in an extraordinary degree, for what she denies to him; and, above all, for this very sort of kindness, writing letters for those to whom his solicitations might be of service.
It required five minutes for thought and eight minutes to write; so that in thirteen minutes it was ready for its envelope. Gwen re-read it, considered it, crossed a t and dotted an i, folded it, directed it, took it out to re-re-read, said thoughtfully: "Can't do any possible harm," concluded it past recall, and added "By bearer" on the outside. It ran thus: "WIDOW THRALE,
And can Mrs. Thrale forget the advertisements which he wrote for her husband at the time of his election contest ; the epitaphs on him and her mother ; the playful and even trifling verses, for the amusement of her and her daughters; his corresponding with her children , and entering into their minute concerns , which shews him in the most amiable light? She relates , That Mr.
Johnson, who had been an habitual guest of her husband and her at their villa at Streatham, set the fashion of condemning this second marriage as a disgraceful mésalliance; but it is not very easy to see in what respect it was so. In social position she had certainly had the advantage over Mr. Thrale, being the daughter of a Carnarvonshire baronet of ancient family.
Thrale: 'You would not have me for fear of pain perish in putrescence. I shall, I hope, with trust in eternal mercy lay hold of the possibility of life which yet remains. Piozzi Letters, ii. 312. I want length of life, and you fear giving me pain, which I care not for. Another day, 'when Mr. Cruikshank scarified his leg, he cried out, "Deeper, deeper.
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