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His extreme sensibility was not inconsistent with his stage feeling. It is recorded of him, that whilst he was drowning the house in tears, in the fourth act of Lear, he put his tongue in his cheek, and said to King, during the applause, “D—n me, Tom, it will do, it will do." It made him painfully dread ridicule. On one occasion, it is said, Quin went to the pit to see his rival act. It was at a time when Hogarth's Marriage a la Mode was familiar to every one. One of the prints of that series represents a negro boy bringing in the tea things. When Garrick, with his diminutive figure and blackened face, came forward as Othello, Quin exclaimed, "Here is Pompey, but where is the tray?" The effect was electrical, and Garrick never attempted Othello again.

Foote was gigantic, as Garrick was diminutive in stature. The former was audacious and aggressive in manner, the latter good-natured, vivacious, and deferential; but he could defend himself. We are told of how a project of Foote's to publicly ridicule Garrick fell through in a singular manner. The parties met, as if by acci

dent, at the house of a nobleman, the common friend of both; when alighting at the same time from their chariots at his lordship's door, and exchanging significant looks at each other, Garrick broke silence first by asking, "Is it war or peace?" War or "Oh! peace, by all means,” replied Foote, with apparent good will, and the two spent the day amicably together.

peace?

Davies states that after Mr. Garrick had been abroad about a year and a half, satiated with the amusements and pleasures of the continent, he turned his thoughts towards his native country. But before he would set out for Calais, he was resolved to put in practice his usual method of preventing censure, and blunting the edge of ridicule, by anticipation. For this purpose, before he left Paris, he sat down very seriously to write a kind of satirical poem on himself; it was called The Sick Monkey, The Sick and the plan of it was, the talk or censure of other animals and reptiles on him and his travels, etc. This poem he sent from Paris to a friend, with a request that he would have it printed, to prepare for his reception in London. It attracted little attention, and died almost still-born.

He had intuitively perceived what was

Monkey.

likes change.

The world soon to take place. The world likes change. The play-goers of London got tired even of Garrick. It is related as a fact, that one night the cash receipts of Drury Lane, though Garrick and Mrs. Cibber performed in the same play, amounted to no more than three pounds, fifteen shillings, and sixpence !

ON GIVING
ADVICE.

The wise do not need counsel, and fools will not take it, is one of the pregnant sentences of Seneca. And what, to say truth, is more difficult than counsel in the conduct of life? Right and wrong, says Manzoni, never are divided with so clean a cut, that one party has the whole of either. To give advice, as to do good, we must know how to do it; and, like everything else, we can only know this through the medium of our own passions, our own judgment, our own ideas; which not unfrequently are rather as correct as they are capable of being, than as they ought to be.

"When one has looked about him in the Goethe to world long enough," said Goethe to EckerEckermann. mann, "to see how the most judicious enterprises frequently fail, and the most absurd have the good fortune to succeed, he becomes disinclined to give any one

advice. At bottom, he who asks advice shows himself limited; he who gives it gives also proof that he is presumptuous. If any one asks me for good advice, I say, I will give it, but only on condition that you will promise not to take it." "I have always hated to give advice," says Hawthorne, in the same strain, "especially when there is a prospect of its being taken. It is only one-eyed people who love to ad- One-eyed people. vise, or have any spontaneous promptitude of action. When a man opens both his eyes, he generally sees about as many reasons for acting in any one way as in any other, and quite as many for acting in neither; and is therefore likely to leave his friends to regulate their own conduct, and also to remain quiet as regards his especial affairs till necessity shall prick him onward. Nevertheless, the world and individuals flourish upon a constant suc- A succession cession of blunders." "Why do you so much admire the Helen of Zeuxis?" said Nicostratus. "You would not wonder why I so much admired it," replied the painter, "if you had my eyes." Once when Giotto, a friend of Dante, had been summoned to Naples by King Robert, and was executing some paintings for that sov

of blunders.

ereign, the king remarked to him: "Giotto, if I were in your place, now that the weather is so hot, I would give up painting for a time, and take my rest." "And Giotto to the So I would do, certainly," replied Giotto, "if I were in your place." "To look on things like a philosopher," says Molière, "there's nothing occurs to me more fantastical and more impertinent than for one man to pretend to cure another."

king.

LIMITS.

A scene in

King John.

There are limits to everything human. Emerson's stumbling-block at college was mathematics. There is authority for the story that at a late period in life he unwittingly cheated a poor Irishman, while paying him for some work, by calculating that seven times seven were twenty-seven, and the error was not detected until Pat, who had doubts about the matter, consulted a neighbor and came back for a settlement. At Drury Lane theatre the most important novelty from Henderson was King John; and in the great scene with Hubert, his deep smothered undertones had a terrible effect upon those near enough to enjoy the cunning of the scene. The distant auditor complained, as will constantly be the case in theatres of any size, unless a mode of