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Updated: June 16, 2025
Cradock had returned to the country before the production of the play; the following letter, written just after the performance, gives an additional picture of the thorns which beset an author in the path of theatrical literature: "MY DEAR SIR The play has met with a success much beyond your expectations or mine.
At the same time Cradock, the ex-governor of the company, was commanded by the Privy Council to hand in the Massachusetts charter.
After von Spee's victory over Cradock, Sturdee slipped across to the South Atlantic, without anyone knowing that he had gone, with a squadron strong enough to do unto von Spee what von Spee had done unto Cradock. But before you wing your bird you must flush him.
Joseph Cradock, a young gentleman of Leicestershire, living at his ease, but disposed to "make himself uneasy," by meddling with literature and the theater; in fact, he had a passion for plays and players, and had come up to town with a modified translation of Voltaire's tragedy of Zobeide, in a view to get it acted.
Goldsmith wrote an epilogue for the tragedy of Zobeide; and Cradock, who was an amateur musician, arranged the music for the Threnodia Augustalis, a lament on the death of the Princess Dowager of Wales, the political mistress and patron of Lord Clare, which Goldsmith had thrown off hastily to please that nobleman.
You will then have to create a discord, instead of merely strengthening it.... May I ask your daughter's age?" "Nan is thirty-three." "A dangerous age." "All Nan's ages," said Mrs. Hilary, "have been dangerous. Nan is like that." "As to that," said Mr. Cradock, "we may say that all ages are dangerous to all people, in this dangerous life we live.
They see ahead of them the end of youth, and that quickens their pace.... Has passion always been a strong element in your daughter's life?" Nan has been reckless; she has got into scrapes, got herself talked about. She has played about with men a good deal always. But as to passion...." "A common thing enough," Mr. Cradock told her, as it were reassuringly.
He replied, 'I will, but on one condition, that you will not ask me to eat anything. 'Nay, said I, 'this answer is absolutely unkind, for I had hoped, as we are supplied from the Crown and Anchor, that you would have named something you might have relished. 'Well, was the reply, 'if you will but explain it to Mrs. Cradock, I will certainly wait upon you.
Cradock had turned south, presumably to join the Canopus, but Von Spee secured the inestimable advantage of the in-shore course, and as the sun set it silhouetted the British ships against the sky while the gathering gloom obscured the Germans. The fight was really between the two leading cruisers on each side, the Good Hope and the Monmouth against the Scharnhorst and the Gneisenau.
Completed my map of the location. "16th. Surprised by a slight fall of snow; weather chill and cloudy. The laughing hyena heard near the folds last night. The sound truly horrible. "21st. Fine weather. Killed a large yellow snake. "23rd. Received a visit from our district clergyman, the Reverend J. Evans of Cradock.
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