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-ured by evidences of this vulgar vice. VOL. L i 114 MEMOIKS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY, was a tempting bait to his ambition and his poverty, and he resolved to accept it; but presently leaving his situation, the revision of this story was reserved for his long leisure in York Castle, five years afterwards. When he had remodelled the whole work, he offered it to Lane for forty pounds. This was refused ; and it often afforded him the most sincere satisfaction in after years that he had not, among other occasions of regret, to lament the publication of what must have given him so much pain in the retrospect. The fate of this amusing but unchastened composition will be noticed in a subse- quent page. Though he here met with another, and — he may well have deemed it at the time — a serious disappoint- ment, yet there was sufficient in Lane's proposal to keep hope alive, and encourage an ardent mind like Mont- gomery's in the work of composition. Accordingly, he soon produced an '' Eastern Tale," and carried it one evening to a publisher in town, to whose private room he was introduced through the shop, presenting his MS. to the awful personage with equal trepidation and for- mality. The cautious bibliopolist read the title, counted first the pages, then the lines in each, and after a brief calculation, turned to the author, who was not a little surprised at this mode of estimating the merit of a work of imagination — by pinching it between the thumb and fingers ! — very civilly placed the copy in his hand, saying, ^' Sir, your manuscript is too small — it won't do for me; take it to , he publishes these kind of things." The young author withdrew from the presence of the literary Rhadamanthus with so much embarrassment and preci- pitation, that in repassing through the shop, he bolted his head right against a patent lamp, smashed the glass, and spilt the oil! He was endeavouring to frame an awkward apology, when he saw the shopmen were DEPARTURE FROM THE METROPOLIS. 115 enjoying a hearty laugh at his expense, which gave a less serious air to the accident than he had at first appre- hended. He rushed into the street, with all the emotions of ^^ the bashful man ; " and yet he could scarcely then himself refrain from laughing at a scene that might almost have tempted Hogarth to resume his pencil, even after he had finished his '^ Tail-piece." The refusal to print which he had encountered was, however, the most pain- ful part of the business; for by this his prospects of success, whether in prose or verse, still appeared in- auspicious. Of this, the disaster of the lamp, to a superstitious mind, might have been deemed ominously conclusive. In consequence of these discouragements, and a casual misunderstanding with Harrison, the young and enthusiastic but sadly disappointed poet took a farewell ramble along the bank of that great river where he had lately witnessed the fire, and finally made up his mind to return to Yorkshire ; but still indulging in musings akin to those of the translator of Juvenal : — " An hour may come, so I delight to dream, When slowly wandering by thy sacred stream, Majestic Thames! I leave the world behind, And give to Fancy all th' enraptured mind : An hour may come, when I shall strike the lyre To nobler themes." * That hour, indeed, came ; but it was, as jet^ remote. For the present, having consoled himself wuth a rhyming diatribe, of considerable length and some smartness, on the trite theme — the lack of patronage for young literary aspirants ! — Montgomery left London, in the month of March, by a heavy coach for Wath, passing through Sheffield. When seated fairly in the vehicle, he began to reconnoitre his fellow-passengers, consisting of three ♦ Gifford's Meeviad. 1. 217. 1 2 116 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. individuals — a commercial traveller, a young woman, and a gentleman of very singular appearance, whose place in the coach was opposite our hero, who, in after life, could never erase from- his mind the impression made by this personage. Young as the poet then was, he presently perceived that the stranger who sat vis-a-vis to him, in stern silence, was a man of no common mould; indeed, he felt as if he was suddenly placed in the company of one of those dark-visaged heroes of romance, of which his imagination was then so full. Cortez, or Pizarro, he thought within himself, might be like this man. His figure was tall and thin ; he had an atrabilious countenance, a blue beard reaching almost to his keen eyes, from the occasional glances of which Montgomery shrunk as from the fascination of a rattle- snake. He had, besides, a spasmodic affection of the muscles of his face, which added not a little to the im- pression which his presence produced on the sensitive youth. ^^ He was," said Montgomery, ^^ precisely one of those persons whom you feel it would be unsafe to offend." While in the coach, he remained perfectly silent; but when at table, his manners were those of a gentleman. On resuming his seat, however, he always '' crept into his shell," and maintained his inflexible but dignified taciturnity. This was a period of Montgo- mery's life when, to him, human character, in its infi- nite varieties, was a new study, and of which the subject before him was a striking specimen. On the arrival of the coach at Nottingham, the stranger left it, and Mont- gomery was particularly anxious to learn his destina- tion. His curiosity only enabled him to read the label of a trunk, addressed '^ Hon. Captain Byron ;" and his persuasion, in after years, was, that the individual who had interested him so powerfully was the father of the celebrated and noble poet of that name, who was travel- WRITES A HUMOPtOUS TALE. 117 ling to the family mansion of Newstead Abbey, in that neighbourhood. While in London, his attention had been caught, and his playful fancy a good d-eal amused, by a caricature which was exhibited in the print shops, representing a gentleman dandling a very fat lady, plentifully decorated with bags of gold, labelled " 1000/.," &c. It turned out that the female passenger in the coach was waiting- woman to the lady whose marriage had given occasion to the above representation, and was following her mistress to Westmoreland. With this young woman Montgomery became very chatty, and was not a little entertained by the details which she gave of the lady's immense fortune. Notwithstanding he had thus turned his back on London, the scene of his golden expectations, this journey afforded too many adventures, real or ima- ginary, to be suffered to pass without a record. Ac- cordingly, when he got to Wath, he wrote a humorous ^^ History of what did not happen in a Journey from London." This, of course, contained notices of some strange and whimsical adventures, such as the annals of a commonwealth of ants, which, after having existed 500 years, was destroyed by the coach-wheel on Not- tingham forest; the history of a game cock upon which they dined at the inn, and whose prowess and battles were detailed by the landlord during the meal of his guests, who experienced a tough corroboration of his statements. These, with droll descriptions of various incidents connected with the passengers, made up this strange way-side product of his youthful ima- gination. I 3 118 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. CHAP IX. 1790—1791. MONTGOMERY RETURNS ^TO HIS OLD SITUATION AT WATH. RECOL- LECTIONS OF LONDON AUTHORS. — D'iSRAELI. HUNTINGTON S.S. POETICAL PURSUITS CONTINUED. — ATTENDS THE VILLAGE CHURCH. NANCY WAINWRIGHT. SWATHE HALL, — HANNAH TURNER. — RURAL SUPERSTITIONS. INDEPENDENT CHAPEL. MR. GROVES. — DREADFUL HURRICANE IN TOBAGO. SUFFERING OF THE MISSION- ARIES THERE. DEATH OF THE POET's MOTHER. HER DYING TESTIMONY. HER BURIAL-PLACE. — DEATH OF THE POET's FATHER IN BARBADOES. HIS GRAVE. — FILIAL FEELINGS AND POETICAL TRIBUTE. Our poet re-entered the dwelling of his old master, on the banks of the Dearne, '^ a sadder and a wiser man" than he left it. Experience had shown him, that to reach London was less difficult than to attain the honours of the press, either in prose or rhyme. But still, if his designs of authorship had been frustrated, the edge of his intellect was not dulled, but rather sharpened by the recent trial of its powers ; so that, while he attended with undeviating regularity to the duties of Mr. Hunt's shop, his cogitations by day and his dreams by night were more than ever identified with the pur- suits, if not the ambition of literature. It was, indeed, during this second sojourn at Wath, that he conceived the rudiments, or framed the first sketches, of some of those sweet little pieces which have acquired a per- manent interest among his minor poems. Besides, however he might miscalculate the value of his earliest literary efforts, and suffer from the rebuffs of pub- lishers, his brief sojourn in London had not been devoid either of instruction or gratification. He had, KECOLLECTIONS OF LONDON AUTHORS. 119 at least, seen something of books ; and, what was more interesting at the time, something of authors. Among the visitors at Harrison's shop was I. D'Israeli, at that time inclined to poetry, afterwards author of the ^^ Curiosities of Literature," and other delightful works of the same class. There was another visitor of a far different character, whom Montgomery was wont sometimes to recal in after life — the celebrated William Huntington, the converted ^^ coal-heaver," once a popular but eccen- tric preacher in Gray's Inn Chapel. Montgomery described him as a short, stiff, elderly man, with a dark -red face, grave and quiet in his manner. His redoubtable compeer in the Calvinistic pulpit, Timothy Priestley, a brother of the well-known philosopher of the name, having published in his ^^ Looking-Glass" something offensive to *^ S, S.," the '' Sinner Saved," as Huntington called himself, the latter turned the reflection against his opponent in a pamphlet entitled ^^ Timothy shaved by his own Glass." Mrs. Charlotte Lenox, author of the ^' Female Quixote," and several other works, but better remem- bered now as having enjoyed the friendship of Dr. Johnson, was an occasional visitor at the same shop ; and, as the first literary lady the youthful poet had seen, his curiosity was stimulated by her history and her appearance, and his feelings were gratified by being allowed to escort her to her carriage in the street. We have already alluded to the church at Wath. Here Montgomery generally attended divine service on the Sunday, with Mr. Hunt's family ; and in an adjoin- ing pew sat the late Thomas Tuke, Esc^.*, his two * Mr. Tuke died in 1810, " leaving," says Mr. Hunter, the his- torian of the district, " a will containing some fantastic bequests. I 4 120 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. sisters, and a relative. Miss Wainwright.^ '' Nancy Wainwriglit was one of our Watli beauties, who, I am afraid," says Montgomery, ^' I sometimes looked at in church more than was proper.'' Every reader of Mont- gomery's works will be familiar with the exquisitely tender verses on ^^ Hannah;" and village tradition justly identifies her with the daughter of Mr. Turner, who resided at Swathe Hall, an old-fashioned mansion pleasantly situated between Wath and Barnsley, which the poet sometimes visited. Of the house and its earlier history f we have heard him speak; but the name of Hannah Turner never, in our hearing, es- caped his lips. The ^^ Vigil of St. Mark," which he was strongly inclined to suppress, in the general col- lection of his poems, in later life, but that '' it re- minded him so pleasantly of the psalm- singing at funerals in Wath churchyard," was founded on a super- stition prevalent in the village. He occasionally at- tended an Independent chapel at the adjacent hamlet of West Melton, to hear a Mr. Groves, whom Ebenezer Elliott describes as '^ one of the most eloquent and dignified of men." During his brief residence at Wath, it was one part of his employment — and by no means the least pleasant part, considering the aspect of the neighbourhood, and One was a sum of money to be expended every year in forty dozen of penny loaves, that were to be thrown from the leads of the roof of the church of Wath every Christmas Day for ever." — South Yorkshire^ vol. ii. p. 73. * Married to the late John Smelter, Esq., of Richmond, near ' Sheffield. She died May 30, 1844, aged 70. •j" In the seventeenth century, Swathe Hall was the residence of a member of the Wordsworth family, who were much connected with the Puritans. Good old Oliver Heywood often visited and preached in the Hall during the earlier part of his strangely ha- rassed life. — Hunter's Life of Heyiuood^ p. 181. LETTEK FROM HIS FATHER. 121 the opportunities it gave him of being at large — to deliver goods and collect accounts at different places in the vicinity. We have heard him dwell with evident delight on the recollection of little journeys which he used to take on horseback between Wath and the hamlets of Houghton'* or Thurscoef, dwelling par- ticularly on the ruminations which he used to indulge, the poetic fancies he cherished, or the stealthy perusal of works of fiction which he enjoyed in bowery lanes, the solitude of which was then unstartled by proximity to the North-Midland Railway. While the poet was undergoing the hard but whole- some discipline of his London visU, his parents were pursuing their vocation amidst sufferings, literally ^^unto death," in the West Indies. In a letter from his father to the Moravian Brethren in Europe, dated September 6th, 1790, we read, '' You have already heard of the commotions in this island (Tobago), and of the great fire that happened in the town. But the damage done by the latter is a trifle to that occasioned by a hurricane in the night between the 10th and 11th of August. Above twenty vessels were driven on shore and lost in different parts of the island, seven of which were wrecked on the coast near our dwelling. ^ * There are two Houghtons, Little, and Long or Great Hough- ton. The latter is somewhat memorable in the history of the civil wars for the attack which was made upon the house of Sir Edward Eodes, a zealous Parliamentarian, who resided there. In 1841 it became identified with poetical associations ; Ebenezer Elliott, the *' Corn Law Rhymer," having there erected and occupied the house in which he lived and died. f It was on his way from Thurscoe, one cloudy night, when the planet Venus shone out so suddenly and lustrously, that the youth- ful poet composed the first stanza of his charming " Ode to the Evening Star,'' the whole of which, with this exception, he after- wards wrote, as the title originally intimated, in "York Castle." 122 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. In the country the devastation was no less sudden and terrible. Mr. Hamilton's sugar-works, being above seventy feet long, were totally destroyed, with all the stores they contained. His elegant new mansion, which was built upon pillars, was lifted up by the wind and removed to some distance ; but being very well put together, did not go to pieces, but was only put out of square. Mrs. Hamilton fainted away and hurt her face in the fall ; but two ladies, and five children, who were in the house at the time, suffered little or nothing. Mr. Hamilton happened to be absent, and not knowing what had occurred, went home in the dark ; but in seeking the door fell over the rubbish that was left upon the spot, and hurt himself so much that he was confined for a week. My wife had a violent fever; and three days before this took place, the physician visited her twice a day. I had watched with her three nights. Our dwelling is old and out of repair, and close adjoining was an old house miinhabited, and in a ruinous condition. About eleven at night, when the storm arose to a hurricane, a great part of this old building was thrown upon our house, and we expected every moment to be buried in the ruins of both. I ran out of the house to look about me, but could see nothing for rain and lightning. Rafters and shingles were flying about in the air, and the storm soon forced me back into our dwelling. In these few minutes the rain had as thoroughly penetrated my clothes, as if I had fallen into the sea. I now carried my poor sick wife into an adjoining chamber; but though it was very firmly built, the rain beat in at all corners, so there was but one small spot where my wife could sit dry. In this situation we waited till the storm abated, and were graciously preserved from further harm, ex- cept that my wife's illness increased, and I got so LETTEK FKOM niS FATHER. 123 violent a cold that I did not recover within a fortnight after. As to the Mission^ I have not hitherto been able to gain the attention of the town negroes. Many of them have been baptized by the Roman CathoHc priest and others, though not one of them attends any public worship. I shall, therefore, direct myself in future more to the plantation negroes ; and Mr. Hamilton has kindly offered to procure a horse for this purpose. Though many gentlemen promised their assist- ance in supporting the Mission, yet I plainly perceive that the burden will fall chiefly upon Mr. Hamilton. Someof those who subscribed the paper sent to the Synod, have left the island ; others are dead. Some think that the Revolution in France has put an end to all success, and discontinue their subscriptions; others have become discouraged by the misfortunes that have befallen them lately. Some who formerly gave me pressing invita- tions to preach on their estates, never mention a word of it now : but our greatest grief is that we have not as yet found a single soul that seeks a Saviour." The hurricane above mentioned, and the almost simultaneous death of the Poet's mother, are described in the following fragment : — "My parents dwelt a little while Upon a small Atlantic isle, Where the poor Pagan Negro broke His heart beneath the Christian's yoke. Him to new life in vain they called. By Satan more than man enthralled, Deaf to the voice that said, ' be free ! ' Blind to the light of Truth was he. Ere long, rebellion scared the land With noonday sword, and midnight brand ; The city from its centre burned, Till ocean's waves the fire-flood turned : 124 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. Then came a hurricane, — as all Heaven's arch, like Dagon's house^ would fall, And crush, 'midst one wild, wailing cry, Earth in the ruins of the sky. Beneath their humble cottage-roof, By lowliness made tempest-proof. While wind, rain, lightning raged around, And tumbling mansions shook the ground ; While rafters through the air were borne, And trees were from their roots uptorn ; Vessels affrighted sought the strand. And ploughed long furrows on the land ; — My father bowed his aching head About my mother's dying bed : From lip to lip, from heart to heart, Passed the few parting words — ' We part!' But echoed back, though unexpressed, ' We meet again !' — rose in each breast. Amidst the elemental strife. That was the brightest hour of life : Eternity outshone the tomb. The power of God was in the room." —Ex. Orig. 31 S. The severest earthly trial of the good missionary had befallen him. Under date of November 10th, 1790, he says, ^' With a heart deeply affected, I must inform you, that it has pleased the Lord to take my dear wife home to eternal rest, on the 23rd of October. Her illness was a fever, which lasted seven days. In the beginning no danger was apprehended; but on the fifth day the physican expressed some fears. I asked her whether she was going to leave me alone in this island? She replied, ^ Indeed I should wish to remain longer with you, knowing how much you want my assistance ; but, the Lord's will be done.' I then said, ^ But if it should please Him to call you home, can you go with DEATH OF HIS MOTHER. 125 full confidence into His presence as a ransomed sinner, and are you assured that He will graciously receive?' ' O yes,' said she, without any hesitation, ' He indeed knows my weakness and unworthiness ; but He knows also that my whole reliance is upon His death and merits, by which I, poor sinful creature, have been redeemed, and I am assuredly convinced that I shall be with Him alway, &c.' This conversation we had in the evening of the 21st, and I rejoiced the more to have heard this declaration, as the violence of the fever soon broucht on delirium. She thought herself in perfect healtli, and frequently declared that she felt not the least pain ; however, she took her medicine patiently, and lay quiet. The 23rd at noon she lost her speech, and at three o'clock fell gently asleep in Jesus, during a prayer which I offered up, more with tears than words. Mr. Hamilton and the minister of the Church of England were present ; and the minister exclaimed, ^ God is truly present here ! ' Mr. Hamilton immediately desired me not to trouble myself about the burial, for he would take care of every thing. This he did in the most generous and liberal manner. As there is no regular churchyard here, but all are buried upon their own estates, her remains were interred in a corner of our garden. A pretty numerous company attended, and the minister read the Church of England service at the grave. Every thing was conducted with great solemnity and propriety. My dear late wife was just turned of forty-eight, and we had lived twenty-two years in the married state. Of four children given to us three sons are still living. She is now at rest, but her great gain is a heavy loss to me. May the Lord our Saviour comfort me ! He is my only refuge ; and I confess, to His praise, I feel His presence and peace in an abundant degree. As to futurity, I commit myself 126 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. and the Mission in this island into His gracious direc- tion and care. *^JoHN Montgomery." This Christian missionary now stood alone, and in a dis- tant land. The very signing of his solitary name, which had always previously been associated with that of his beloved Mary in his letters^ would remind him of his loss. The worthy couple had lived togetlier in fond affection, and their hearts had clung still closer in their late calamity. She had been to him like a never- clouded star, shedding joy and consolation on all his hours ; and now it was his solace, that although death's dark shadow had passed over her on earth, she would reappear with undimmed beauty in another hemisphere. He felt a consecrated power in the exercise of faitli, which gained additional strength in these trying cir- cumstances ; and when the outward signs of grief, sighing and tears, had somewhat passed away, religion and its effects appeared calm and beautiful, like the moon saddening the solemnity of night, but with that sadness mingling nothing but the breath of undisturbed peace. No memorial marks the grave of this female evangelist; nor do her ashes repose in consecrated ground : a spot is traditionally pointed out, in what was the little garden attached to the temporary and en- forced residence of the missionary, where it is believed her body rests; her husband '^ thus taking possession, though ' hoping against hope,' of the land where he had sojourned with her as a stranger for a few months only." What this truly good man had thus communicated relative to his beloved partner in life, another person had soon to communicate respecting him. In a letter from Barbadoes, dated July 5th, 1791, written by Mr. DEATH OF REV. JOHN MONTGOMERY. ]27 John Fritz, we read, " Our dear brother, John Mont- gomery, arrived with us on the 13th of March from Tobago, very much weakened by a violent dysentery, which baffled all efforts to restore his health, though all possible means were used ; and on the 27th of June the Lord was pleased to call him hence, to rest with Him for ever. He fell happily asleep, as a ransomed sinner, rejoicing in God his Saviour, upon whose atone- ment he rested all his hopes, and now seeth Him face to face in whom he believed, and of whose cross and death he bore many testimonies before whites and blacks. A great number of both attended his funeral on the 28th, though the day was rainy. You may easily be- lieve that our late brother's illness, which lasted sixteen weeks, put us to no small inconvenience. The room in which the negroes meet was the only place in which we could lodge him, and we have no other dining-room. At present no other arrangement is practicable. My assistant, brother Haman, has been very ill of a dan- gerous complaint, but is now on the mending hand." ^ This account, which seems rather frigid in its close, and is given something in the way in which an old warrior, who has been accustomed to scenes of death, would relate the loss of a man from the ranks, was sufficient to satisfy the minds of the orphan children of the Christian exit of their honoured father. A grove of tamarind trees marks the missionary's grave in the burying-ground connected with the old station called Sharo??, in St. Thomas's parish, Barbadoes; but whether planted before or since his interment, we are not aware. Anxious to ascertain whether there was any monument erected on the spot, a note of inquiry was addressed to W. Mallalieu, Esq., who visited all the Brethren's * Period. Accounts, p. 72 — 79. 128 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. Mission Stations in the West Indies some years ago. He informs us that there are no buildings oii the Sharon station at present ; " but the burial-ground is still fenced in by trees. The tropical vegetation has completely hidden all trace of tombstone— if there ever was any. It is a pretty secluded spot^ at some distance from the high road." The Mission at Tobago, after the death of Mr. John Montgomery, was suspended till 1799, when, at the request and under the auspices of Mr. Hamilton, it was renewed. But, owing to the death of that gentle- man and a variety of other circumstances, the island was abandoned in 1803, and this is numbered by Mr. J. Holmes among the ^' unsuccessful missions " of the United Brethren.* This Mission cost at least two lives, for Mr. and Mrs. Montgomery were, to all human appearance, sacrificed in its behalf. The memorial of such parents is worthy of being handed down to posterity with any record of such a son as the Moravian Bard : although denied the advantage of having their example before his eyes, yet to their counsels and to their prayers he doubtless owed much. With great feelinGr have we heard him advert to his parents, when pleading the cause of the heathen in public meetings ; and, as if to apologise for his appear- ance on a platform among regularly officiating ministers, to add weight to his remarks, and to evince his deep sense of the obligations under which he was laid, ex- claiming, '^ I am the Son of a Missionary!" Far, however, from being contracted in his views or his aid, he has been heard with no less vehemence to exclaim, " 1 know but of one Mission — the Mission of the Son of God — the propagation of our common Christianity * Holmes's Historical Sketclies, p. 4G3. TRIBUTE TO HIS PAEENTS' MEMORY. 129 through the world, by Christian Missionaries of every denomination !" And hence, as we shall hereafter see, he lent his pecuniary aid, as well as his talents and in- fluence, to Churchmen, Methodists, Baptists, Indepen- dents, and Moravians. A mind like Montgomery's must have been deeply affected with these tidings of the death of his parents; nor was it likely that he would ultimately sufier them to be forgotten in the silence of the grave. Accord- ingly, he thus alludes to the subject in his ^^ Departed Days:'' — " The loud Atlantic ocean, On Scotland's rugged breast, Rocks with harmonious motion His weary waves to rest, And gleaming round her emerald isles, Jn all the pomp of sunset smiles. On that romantic shore My parents hail'd their first-born boy, A mother's pangs a mother bore, My father felt a father's joy : My father, mother, — parents now no more! Beneath the lion-star they sleep, Beyond the western deep, And when the sun's noon-glory crests the waves, He shines without a shadow on their graves. * * * * " Sweet seas and smiling shores ! When no torn ado- demon roars. Resembling that celestial clime, Where with the Spirits of the Blest, Beyond the hurricane of Time, From all their toils my parents rest : There skies, eternally serene, Diffuse ambrosial balm VOL. I. K 130 MEMOIES OF JAMES MONTGOMEPwY. Through sylvan isles for ever green, O'er seas for ever calm ; While saints and angels, kindling in his rays, On the full glory of the Godhead gaze. And taste and prove, in that transporting sight, Joy without sorrow, without darkness light." 131 CHAR X. 1791—1792. MONTGOIMErvY SEES A^D AKSWERS AN ADVERTISEMENT OF A SITUA- TION AT SnEFFIELD. — GOES INTO THE FAMILY OF MR. GALES, IN THAT TOWN. ACCOMPANIES HIS MASTER TO SELL A LIBRARY OF BOOKS AT ASITFORD. IMPLICIT CONFIDENCE IN HIS INTEGRITY. ROBERTS. BARNARD, " POET-LAUREATE OF SHEFFIELD." MASON. DIBDIN. TEGG. GALES's AT ECKINGTON. POET MEETS WITH EBENEZER RHODES. — POLITICS. RETROSPECT. The year in which Montgomery attained his majority was destined to be remembered as one of the most im- portant in the history of his life, marking, as it does, the period of his settlement in that sphere of labour, in- fluence, and respectability, which was only circumscribed by the duration of his existence on earth. He was one day at Great Houghton, near Barnsley, collecting, as usual, the weekly accounts of Mr. Hunt, when he took up the '' Sheffield Register," a news- paper published by Mr. Gales, and read in it the follow- ing advertisement: — ^^ Wanted, in a Counting-house, in Sheffield, A Clerk. None need apply but such as have been used to Book-keeping, and can produce un- deniable testimonials of character. Terms and speci- mens of writing to be left with the printer." * This w^as a situation tliat accorded so exactly with Montgomery's notions and necessities at the moment, that he immediately wrote a letter to the advertiser, * '' Sheffield llcgisteiV' March 2. 1792. K 2 132 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MOXTGOMEEY. containing some account of himself, and serving also as a specimen of his hand-writing ^^ at the same time soli- citing the place. Gales sent for him to Sheffield ; and the interview resulted in an engagement on trial, to commence with the the first week in April, 1792. Joseph Gales, of Sheffield, in imitation of his old master Tomlinson, of Newark, combined the vocations of printer, bookseller, and auctioneer — an arrangement far from unusual at that time ; and, oddly enough, it was in connection with the last-named branch of his employer's business that Montgomery's service began. Gales, having a large sale of books, &c., at the residence of the Rev. John Bullock, at Cliff End, Ashford-in-the- Water, near Bakewell, sent for Montgomery to go with him thither in the capacity of clerk. He accordingly went on the 19th of March, 1792, the first of the five days of sale; and we have heard him mention the regret with which he saw *' Parson Bullock's old folios pass through his hands without being able to read more of them than their titles," f and, as a proof of the confiding simplicity of his employer, the fact, that he, a young man almost unknown, was left night after night in that ^ His penmanship at tliis period cliiefly differed from that of a later date in being more stiff and formal. In the letter alluded to, he wrote in a large flourishmg character the words " God save THE King," an indication of youthful loyalty, at the sight of which Mrs. Gales laughed heartily, and which even now seems a some- what odd prelude to the fact that, within three short years, he who wrote and he who received the sentiment were both implicated in charges of sedition ! I There were two other libraries sold by Gales, which we have heard Montgomery say he should like to have rummaged over viz., Mr. Greenway's, of the Manor House at Dronfield, Sept. 17., in the same year, and Mr. Newton's, at Norton — the '' Squire Newton," who figures so conspicuously in one of the stories of Plumcr Ward's " Human Life." HIS RESIDENCE AT SHEFFIELD. 133 lonely house '^ with the proceeds of each clay's sale in his charge, while Mr. Gales went over to his wife at Buxton : added to this, the nervousness which he not unnaturally felt when, at the close of the auction, he left the house, traversed the hills of the '' High Peak," and slept with a strange bed-fellow at Bakewell, with between three and four hundred golden guineas in his pocket ! In the inn, he noticed a prospectus of the ^^ Looker-On," by Mr. Roberts, a gentleman whom Montgomery re- cognised, fifty years afterwards, as respectably connected with the literature of the age. f On the 2nd of April he came finally to reside at Sheffield, where, with the exception of his master, he knew not the face, much less enjoyed the friendship, of a single individual — '' All else that breathed below the circling sky, Were linked to earth by some endearing tie ; — He only, like the ocean weed uptorn, And loose along the world of waters borne, Was cast, companionless, from wave to wave, On life's rough sea — and there was none to save." Indeed, he remarked publicly, in 1845, that there was not probably a more solitary being than himself to be found in the town, on the dark Sunday evening, when he crossed the Ladies' Bridge, and walked up the market-place, towards his untried home in the bosom of the kind family which then received him. It is almost impossible to record the first arrival of Mont- * Every visitor to Asliford must have noticed this house, so * beautifully situated under the hill side, near the margin of the Wye, and covered in front with a fine mantle of ivy. It is only a few hundred yards from the celebrated black marble mine, and the works at which the material is wrought into a variety of elegant articles. t Author of " Life of Hannah More," " History of Letter- Writing," &c. K 3 134 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. gomery, under the circumstances indicated^ in a place where he was thereafter so long and so largely to act an important part, without contrasting the Sheffield of 1792 with the Sheffield of 1854. While the town did not cover one-third of its present area, its inhabitants were not more than one-fourth of their present number; to the three or four churches then existing, a score have been added ; of the crowd of steam-engine chimneys which at this day rise in every direction, like the mina- rets of an eastern city, not more than one or two were visible at that time ; and although the last vestige of the ancient castle had just been removed, a coppice of oak scrub, and an ivied tower at the manor-house, still remained of the ancient scenery of ^^ The Park." On the first Sunday after his residence, the stranger was taken to '^Ladies' Walk,'' then a pleasant and favourite promenade of the inhabitants, now one of the dingiest and dirtiest of suburban streets. On the following Sun- day he went to look at Broomhall, the pleasant resi- dence of '^Justice Wilkinson," which had recently been attacked by a riotous mob, who had " Scared his rooks, Destroyed his books, And set his stacks on fire." Mr. Gales lived not in one of the main streets, but in the more open part of a busy thoroughfare, called ^' The Hartshead." The shop, however, was com- modious, and the frontage, at that time considered handsome, included a highly ornamental pair of bow windows, the first, we believe, which had then been seen in the town : he had three young children, Joseph, Thomas, and Sarah. It would doubtless have been highly advantageous to Montgomery in every respect, had he found, on his ATTENDS VARIOUS PLACES OF WORSHIP. 135 arrival in Sheffield, and associated himself with, mem- bers of the Moravian community ; but, with a single exception^ none such were to be found. Mr. Gales and his family attended the Unitarian chapel f, and thither their inmate occasionally went with them : on the Sunday evening he sometimes dropped into the Methodist chapel. On the whole, however, we are afraid his attendance at a place of worship was by no means so constant at this time as it had been at Fulneck. The father, mother, and three sisters of Mr. Gales at this time resided — where, indeed, they were born — at Eckington, a pleasant village about six miles south of Sheffield J : thither Montgomery often walked, cither * This was the widow of Mr. Creswick, the owner of a paper- mill at Brightside, near Sheffield. She was a clever woman of business, and at her house Montgomery, and any of the Brethren who happened to visit the town, were in the habit of calling. On leaving Sheffield, Mrs. C. went to reside near the Moravian chapel at Ockbrook, in a house which she left to the Brethren there. f The preachers who occupied the pulpit about the period alluded to, are thus characterised by a friendly pen : — "In his youth" — the youth of the writer's father — " Mr. Dickinson and Mr. Evans were the ministers, who used phrases which were relics of orthodoxy, though meaning nothing, or next to nothing, as used by them. More were dropped when Mr. Naylor became the sole minister in 1798 ; and under Dr. Philipps the congregation at Sheffield ranked itself under the term Unitariany — Hunter's Gens Sylvestrina^ p. 183. X The living of Eckington — a rich rectory — was held by Dr. Grif- fith, who died in 1765 ; — along with it, he held two or three other valuable incumbencies, which often led to severe reflections on his character as a pluralist. He was, indeed, said to be the original of a celebrated caricature, which represents a burly clergyman in a prone position, with his hands on two churches, his feet on two others, and his mouth agape at a fifth ! But this may have been a slander, as well as a story current at Eckington, to the effect, that when the rebels were approaching Derby in 1745, the Doctor thought proper to preach a loyal sermon on the words, " The wicked flee when no man pursueth, but the righteous are bold K 4 136 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMEKY. alone, or with the young ladies — the road lying mostly amidst pleasant fields, or through little hamlets, where, at that time, the Hallamshire sickle-makers manufac- tured, during the winter, those widely reputed imple- ments in the using of which they commonly jomed their rural neighbours in the harvest season. It was on one of these country walks, that Montgomery first met with the late Ebenezer Rhodes, the author of '^ Peak Scenery,'^ and whose name will frequently occur in these pages. Soon after Montgomery's domiciliation in Mr. Gales's family, he had pointed out to him the fugitive com- positions of a local Quaker poet, Robert Barnard, who had published some lines descriptive of Sheffield, which were more striking than complimentar}^ : for instance, he described, and not untruly, the atmosphere of the town as so charged with smoke rising from the chim- neys of numerous manufactories, that " The sun at noon hangs in his azure field, Dull, red, and glowing like a copper shield.'^ With less justice he said of the countenances of the fair sex — ^^ Should Venus give the promise of a rose, The breath of Vulcan blasts it ere it blows ; Roots up the lily from its native bed. And plants the sickly crocus in its stead." as a Hon;' in the midst of his deUvery of which, a rumour beino- hastily brought into the church that the Pretender was near at hand, parson and people afforded a prompt and practical illustra- tion of the first part of the text by suddenly running off as fast as they could ! We have heard Montgomery tell both stories, but always with the accompaniment of a doubt, and always, also, with an added expression of thankfulness to two grand-dauo"hters of the Kev. Doctor, who left between them legacies amounting to more than 1,000Z. to the Sheffield General Infirmary. MASON. DIBDm. 137 There was little, however, about this '' poet-laureate of Sheffield/' as he called himself, to excite either the curiosity or provoke the emulation of the new-corner : but It was far otherwise with regard to another living member of the chori vatum. About six miles from Sheffield resided at this time the poet Mason, at his rectory of Aston, a spot still adorned with memorials of the visit of Gray, and other evidences of the taste of the author of the '' English Garden." Montgomery was very anxious to have seen Mason— ^^ a real living poet, who had published a volume : " a gratification, however, which he never enjoyed. He soon learnt also that his own introduction into the family of Mr. Gales was not the first instance of their intimacy with a livijig poet. In 1787-8 Charles Dibdin, the once popular song writer, visited Sheffield, in the course of that pro- fessional tour which he made through the provinces after the failure of his theatrical projects in London, and before he became so popular through his '' Sea- songs." He spent some weeks at the village of Ecking- ton with the parents and sisters of Mr. Gales, of whom he invariably speaks in terms of gratitude and respect.* * Mr. Gales printed the '' Musical Tour of Mr. Dibdin ; in which, previous to his embarkation for India, he finished his career as a Public Character." 1788. The volume is a handsome quarto of more than four hundred pages. It is in the form of a series of letters, which, abating the swearing, are many of them entertaining enough. The author's style is throughout most querulous, egotis- tical, and verbose ; and his estimate of all persons and all places is in accordance with their estimate of his '' Readings and Music;" indeed, this feelinof sometimes leads him into most amusins^ sallies of vituperation and personality. The ground of this ill-feeling is found in the fact, that his Entertainment was almost every where unsuccessful, which need not be wondered at, imless the matter, as represented in the Tour, was greatly set off by the vocal and instru- mental accompaniments of the performer ; the verses, although 138 MEMOIES OF JAMES MONTGOMEEY. He was visited by Mason, with whom, at Aston rectory, he dined once or twice. Soon after Montgomery's settlement at Sheffield, there came to solicit employment with Mr. Gales, as a better than the prose, afford not the slightest earnest of those patriotic songs, naval and military, which even yet embalm the name of the author; nor was Partridge, the almanack-maker, more annoyed by the persistency of Swift, in writing him deod^ than Dibdin was indignant to have to encounter doubts or denials of his personal identity : individuals who had seen or heard him on the London stage refused to believe that the (as they alleged) man who could not fill a small room in a provincial town was " the Mr. Dibdin, whom all the world knows, the composer of The Padlock^ and The Jidjilee^ and Poor Vulcan^ and The Quaker^ and all those other charming pieces we have been delighted with." The follow- ing is at once complimentary to the Sheffield printer, and illustra- tive of the errant author : — " Of Mr. Gales I scarcely know how to speak. He is the printer of this work : if, therefore, I should use slight language, it will look like a compact between us ; and if I am lavish in my praises of him, some may be apt to quote Shak- speare, and say ' a little flattery sometimes does well.' I should, therefore, feel myself awkwardly situated but for one circumstance, which has major, minor, and CONCLUSION in its favour, as clearly as any problem in Euclid. Before I ever saw Mr. Gales, I had received numberless civilities at the hands of different printers^ from many of whom I had offers to print my Tour ; after I knew Mr. Gales, I preferred him to all the printers I had seen. Thus I am enabled, by a self-evident circumstance, to express my senti- ments as strongly as by trying my hand at a studied panegyrick ; which, had I done in the sort of style my wishes led me to, I should have been obliged to have enjoined Mr. Gales's foreman to have printed it unknown to his master ; for so diffident is he of his own worth, that I should never have prevailed on him to let that issue from the press which would have been as great a credit to the public as anything that ever did pass through it. Another circum- stance will by and by oblige me to speak in Mr. Gales's favour, in spite of his teeth. Among my general subjects, it will be very proper to take up newspapers ; in which case it would be very im- proper not to mention the "Sheffield Eegister" with that degree of praise it deserves." — Tour^ p. 206. TEGG. 139 bookbinder, " a fine-looking young man, with extra- ordinary eyebrows," who called himself Johnson, and had been employed by Spence, of York. It afterwards turned out that the real name of this individual, who soon left Sheffield, was Tegg — the poet always believ- ing him to be the same person afterwards so well known as a London bookseller.* It may also be mentioned, that he accidentally saw at this period a poem, the author of which was destined to take no mean rank in that "living choir" whose songs presently charmed the new century, and nearly the whole of whom he outlived. Among the compositors in Mr. Gales's printing office was one who had been engaged in ^^ setting up " the matter of the first edition of Rogers's ^^ Pleasures of Memory," the proof sheets of which, in quarto size, he had with him. In this shape Montgomery first read an exquisite work, the quiet and varied beauties of which he probably learnt to admire more, after his own taste and judgment had become more matured and chastened than they were at this earl)^ and enthusiastic period of his life. This ^^ press copy " had no author's name ; and all that its owner knew on that subject was the rumour, in the London establishment where he had worked, that the poem was written by '^ one Parson Harrison ! " Holland: ^^ Do you remember anything of Count Zenobia, who visited Sheffield about the time of your arrival there, and intermeddled, as a liberal partisan, with the politics of the day ? " Montgomery : '' Yes ; he was, I believe, a Venetian nobleman : he was a smart little * Montgomery lived to verify this opinion. Mr. Tegg died April 21. 184G, aged seventy; and, in a brief notice of his enter- prlsino- and successful career, which was published in various news- papers at that time, his employment in the office of Mr. Gales was distinctly mentioned. 140 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. personage, with a Napoleon nose. Mr. Gales printed for him an ' Address to the People of England, on the part their Government ought to act in the present war between the combined armies of Austria and Prussia, and the armed mob of France.' " We have not yet had occasion even to allude to politics — a subject with which almost the whole of Montgomery's life, from this point, may be said to have been identified. It might, indeed, well be asked — What could a young man, brought up in the seclusion of the country, and almost wholly given to verse-making, know about the operation of those principles upon which the right government of his own country, and the maintenance of its relation to other countries, depends? We should be tempted to answer — nothing at all ; did we not recollect what apt pupils men usually become, when their passions and their interests are enlisted on the side of their studies. At this period the French Revolution was just at its height, — the tragical execution of the King and Queen took place in France : and in this country, many persons who did not dare to advocate such a consummation of their hatred to royalty, were not averse to referring to that tremendous catastrophe, as an argument for great governmental changes in England. The Jacobins — as the whole class of political doc- trinists were popularly designated — entertained views more or less extreme, according to circumstances : some were enamoured of the ancient heathen republics, and appealed, in their arguments, to classical autho- rities ; others, more practical, had an eye on the young democracies of the United States ; a few were content to refer to the natural capabilities of the British Con- stitution for yielding, without actual danger or essential change, to the demand for those improvements which RETROSPECT. 141 time had rendered necessary. By far the greater propor- tion, however, were more or less aJEFected with the French mania ; and, as a sympathy between the malcontents on both sides of the water was strong and avowed, the danger of mischief, from this somxe at least, was pro- portionately imminent. Thus the movement of the time embraced, collectively, all sorts of alterations in the existing system of government, from simple reform to downright revolution. To which point on this scale the political conduct and opinions of Mr. Gales were most truly referable, the reader shall presently be enabled to judge for himself. Meanwhile, the following remarks on this period, and on the character of his old master in relation to it, calmly written, as they were, by Montgomery himself, when taking a retrospective view of his entrance upon the stage of public life, will be read with interest. ^^ I came to Sheffield in the spring of 1792, a stranger, and friendless, without any intention or pros- pect of making a long residence in it, much less of advancing myself, either by industry or talents, to a situation that should give me the opportunity of doing much evil or much good, as I might act with indis- cretion or temperance. The whole nation, at that time, was disturbed from its propriety by the example and influence of revolutionised France ; nor was there a district in the kingdom more agitated by the passions and the prejudices of the day than this. The people of Sheffield, in whatever contempt they may have been held by supercilious censors, ignorant of their character, were then, as they are now, and as I hope they ever will be, a reading and a thinking people. According to the knowledge which they had, therefore, they judged for themselves on the questions of reform in parliament, liberty of speech, and of the press, the 142 MEMOIKS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. rights of man, and other egregious paradoxes, con- cerning which the wisest and best of men have always been divided, and never were more so than at the period above mentioned, when the decision, either way, was not to be merely speculative, but practical, and to affect permanently the condition of all classes of persons in the realm, from the monarch to the pauper, — so deep, comprehensive, and prospective was the view taken by every body, on the issue of the controversy. The two parties, in Sheffield, as elsewhere, arrayed themselves on the contrary extremes ; some being for every thing that was old, the rest for every thing that was new. There was no moderation on either side ; each had a little of the truth, while the main body of it lay between ; yet it was not for this that they were contending (like the Trojans and Greeks for the body of Patroclus), but for those few dissevered limbs which they already possessed. '^ It was at ' the height of this great argument ' that I was led into the thickest of the conflict, though, happily for myself, under no obligation to take an active share in it. With all the enthusiasm of youth — for I had not then arrived at what are called years of discretion — I entered into the feelings of those who avowed themselves the friends of freedom, justice, and humanity. Those with w^hom I was immediately con- nected, verily were such ; and had all the reformers of that era been generous, upright, and disinterested, like the noble-minded proprietor of the '' Sheffield Register," the cause which they espoused w^ould never have been disgraced, and might have prevailed^ even at that time, since there could have been nothing to fear, and all to hope, from patriotic measures supported by patriotic men. Though with every pulse of my heart beating in favour of the popular doctrines, my retired RETROSPECT. 143 and religious education had laid restraints upon my conscience — I may say so fearlessly — which long kept me back from personally engaghig in the civil war of w^ords then raging through the neighbourhood, beyond an occasional rhyme, paragraph, or essay, in the news- paper, written rather for the purpose of showing my literary than my political qualifications. Ignorant of myself, and inexperienced in the world as a child of seven years old — having actually not lived so long among its every-day inhabitants, even when I became the Editor of the ^' Iris" — I nevertheless was preserved from joining myself to any of the political societies till they were broken up in 1794, when I confess I did associate with the remnant of one for a purpose which 1 shall never be ashamed to avow — to support the families of several of the accused leaders, who were detained prisoners in London, under the suspension of the Habeas Corpus Act, and were finally discharged without having been brought to trial." 144 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. CHAP. XI. 1792—1793. THE " SHEFFIELD REGISTER. " — ITS CHARACTER. MRS. GALES WRITES IN IT. A NOVEL FROM HER PEN. POLITICAL EXCITEMENT IN SHEF- FIELD. BARRACKS. RECRUITING PARTIES. — REFORM JMEETING ON CASTLE HILL. MR. GALES PRESIDES AT IT. FOUNDATION OF THE GENERAL INFIRMARY. — CHURCH AND WARMING-PAN. — MONTGOIilERY'S "CHALLENGE." — CONDUCT OF HIS ADVERSARY. NORTHALL PUB- LISHER OF THE "SHEFFIELD COURANT." — ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF COLONEL BOSVILLE. — SONNET. The quotation at the close of the preceding chapter de- scribes with equal frankness, simplicity, and fidelity, the position and views of Montgomery, on his first con- tact with the perilous influences and responsibilities of political journalism. The ^'Shefiield Register" advocated parliamentary re- form and popular rights in plain and fearless terms ; at the same time it was open to correspondents of all shades of opinion. In the number for February 1. 1792, appeared an article signed J. M., in which the writer says, ^* For myself (and I do not think that I am speaking the solitary sentiments of an individual only), I have no hesitation in declaring that I have never been friendly, even in thought, to the exclusive appli- cation of republican maxims in government. I do not go the length of those who declaim against a republic as the worst of governments in the ancient or modern world ! But I confess I see nothing that an English- man has to envy in the comparative condition of man- A NOVEL BY MRS. GALES. . 145 kind, in the more splendid periods of Greek and Roman greatness ; nor do I think that the examples of our own age promise to afford more persuasive arguments in its favour. It is a mode of government well calcu- lated, indeed, to call forth the exertions and display the energies of the human intellect, and, as such, highly flattering to the genius and ambition of particu- lar men. But who woukl infer from this that it is more likely to promote public felicity ? I think with those who consider the state of manners in Europe as too depraved to admit of being regulated by any means short of strong coercion ; and as the executive power of government must be lodged somewhere, is it not better that it should be exercised in any one regular, permanent, and uniform manner, than ever varying its temper, and left to fluctuate from the hand of one demagogue to another, whether he be the successful general at the head of an army, or the leading orator of a popular assembly ?" These are nervous and sensible expressions, but they also indicate a writer of years and experience; and it is probably only by accident that they bear the initials of our young reformer, whose ostensible con- nection with the paper had not then commenced ; nor do we meet with any other contribution to the '^ Re- gister" to which that signature is attached, during the remainder of the year, though several paragraphs appear to be the productions of the same pen. Many of these, however, were written by Mrs. Gales, a lady of some taste and talent*, who rendered her husband efhcient * Mrs. Gales wrote a novel, In three volumes, entitled '' Lady Emma Melcombe," for the copyright of which Robinson, of Pater- noster Row, gave her twenty-five guineas. But she ventured be- yond newspaper paragraphs and other light and fugitive Uterature, VOL. !• L 146 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. assistance in the conduct of the paper^ and whose con- versations and kindness had no inconsiderable influence in the formation of Montgomery's character at this period. But whether Montgomery had or had not as yet im- bibed a taste for^ or tried his hand at, political writing, he was not likely long to withstand the influence of the scenes and circumstances by which he was surrounded. The very first year of his residence in Sheffield was marked by tlie hasty erection of barracks for the accom- modation of 200 cavalry; and the twenty-first anniver- sary of his own birthday, Nov. 4. — unnoticed in refer- ence to himself — was distinguished by a public dinner at the Tontine Hotel, in commemoration of the Revo- lution of 1688. At the beginning of 1793, the period comprised in this chapter, there were not fewer than thirty recruiting parties in the town, engaged in enlist- ing men for the anticipated war with France, the formal declaration of which, in the month of August, ^^gave," says the local historian, ^^such a check to the commerce of the town, as occasioned gloom and dismay to overspread every class of its population."* On the 8th of April, a large public meeting was held on the Castle Hill, Mr. Gales in the chair, when it was resolved^ ^' That a reform in the representation of the people in Parliament is necessary for the peace and happiness of the country ; and that a petition be presented to the House of Commons, praying for the thorough re- form thereof." This petition was introduced on the 6th of May ; and, after a long and spirited discussion^ having been, as her sister-in-law told us, the writer of many of the notes in a folio edition of the Bible, which was published by Mr. Gales. * Hunter's Hallamshire, p. 128, FOUNDATION OF SHEFFIELD INFIRMARY. 147 rejected, as containing expressions disrespectful to the House. Amidst the records of a period thus distracted with sounds of martial music and the strife of noisy political debate, it is a relief to find that the '' stiU small voice" of charity was neither uttered nor heard in vain. On the 4th of September, the first stone of the Sheffield General Infirmary, ^^ for the sick and lame poor of all nations," was laid by Mr. Swallow, as the representative of Mrs. Fell, of New Hall, the donor of 1,000/. The public officers of the town were present, and so was Montgomery, as a humble spectator of the ceremony ; and he was, perhaps, of the 20,000 indivi- duals on the ground, the least likely person at that time, either in the opinion of himself or others, ever to occupy, as he afterwards did for many years, the presi- dent's chair at the Weekly Board of Management of that noble institution. About this time, our author wrote, and printed in the newspaper, a humorous story, entitled the '' His- tory of a Church and a Warmingpan." The proto- type of this jeii'd'esprit was Sterne's ^' History of a Good Warm Watchcoat" — a story sufficiently enter- taining to a reader who neither knows nor cares any- thing about its original esoteric significance : not so its counterpart, the " History of a Church and a Warming- pan"* — one of the most crude and early fruits of its author's genius, and which would scarcely deserve to be mentioned here, had it not been surre])titiously reprinted and industriously circulated more than once, many years afterwards, by an unprincipled party who ^ A century earlier, the title of this squib might have had a popular signification ; for at the time of the Sacheverell riots, and while plots were going on in favour of the Pretender, Churcli and Wcwmivffpan were notable party catchwords. — Wright's House of Hanover^ vol. i. p. 34. L 2 148 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY, sought ill vain to annoy Mr. Montgomery by sneering at his piety* The object of the author was, by means of a harsh and ludicrous parable, to illustrate the necessity of ecclesiastical and political reform. The story is of a dilapidated village church, for the repairs of which re- peated collections were made on a Sunday in a ^^ warm- ingpan/* and spent at the alehouse in the course of the week ! A member of the congregation makes a speech in reprobation of such a procedure ; towards the close of which he says: — ^^Notwithstanding what has passed, the church must be repaired, and the constitution of our country regenerated. But how must these great ends be accomplished? By an equal representation of the people in Parliament, and of this village in a commit- tee : a parliament composed of the best and wisest men in these realms — a committee of the most honest and upright men in this village : and these can only be chosen properly, by collecting the votes of every indi- vidual whose head can boast of common sense, and his heart of common honesty.'' This composition, reprehensible as it is, as a whole, in almost every point of view, contains the following anti- polemical rhapsody : it is the counterpart of the Sonnet presently to be quoted, and shows how consistently Mont- gomery opposed war from the very outset of his political career : — '' War is but gigantic murder ! — the grim idol adored by tyrants and their titled slaves. The globe is his altar — man his victim ; his mouth is famine, his breath pestilence, his look death, and his footsteps graves ! Even now, his exterminating arm is hewing down, without distinction, the tallest and fairest cedars of Europe, as fuel for his sacrifices : and the British oak itself, groaning to the redoubling strokes of his axe, nods hourly over a broader and a blacker shadow, ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF COL. BOSVJLLE. 149 prophetic of — save, save my country, Heaven! — a falL" In the course of this and the following year he wrote several fugitive pieces, apparently in imitation of the style of the notorious ^^ Peter Pindar ; '' and, if there were any merit in having succeeded in these efforts, we might claim for Montgomery that distinction. The articles, however, as well those in prose as those in verse, to which we here allude, were among those unripe fruits of his youthful imagination, w^hich were so bitter to his remembrance in after life ; and in reference to w^hicli he once observed to us, with the most poignant feeling, ^^ that he had been one of the greatest fools that ever obtruded himself on the public notice." Tears of re- pentance, as honourable to the man as they were be- coming: in the Christian, were afterwards shed for these ^^ sins of his youth;" and though they could not obli- terate sentiments to which words had given ^^ all but immortality," they were the proofs of sincere contrition, doubtless acceptable to Him to whose service James Montgomery afterwards so eminently and entirely de- voted himself. These remarks are here made once for all, and apply to several other articles in prose and rhyme, written about this period. In October, appeared an ^^ Elegy to the Memory of the late Colonel Bosville, w^ho fell in the action near Lincelles," previous to the battle of Dunkirk. The subject of this little piece was proposed to Montgomery by a person of the name of Brown, a local attorney and a noisy politician. To this man he gave a copy of the verses, and allowed him to extort a promise that they should not be published, at least for some weeks. After a time the Elegy appeared in the '^ Sheffield Regis- ter ;" and immediately a letter, written by the Hon. Mrs. Murray, daughter of ^^ old Lord Murray'' of Banner L 3 150 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. Cross, was received by Mr. Gales, rating him somewhat severely for printing as Montgomery's, verses which had been written for and presented to her by Mrs. Brown. Our poet was not slow in writing to Lady Murray, claiming the authorship, and giving the history of his own composition. Presently afterward, her ladyship sent to Montgomery, accompanied by a polite letter, two copies of irregular stanzas of her own composition, on the death of Colonel Bosville, between whom and her- self, it appears, there had existed some sort of attach- ment. These verses, in conformity with a particular desire, our poet revised and returned — a service which she never in any way acknowledged. As the fervour with which her ladyship, then a married woman, and noted for her beauty^ spoke of the gallant officer, who was a married man, somewhat surprised Montgomery, it is very likely he took certain liberties with the pieces not compatible with the taste of the writer, though, to use his own expression, he ^'fanned, wliere he found it, any glimmering spark of sentiment into a flame, and only blew away the aslies." In the ^^ Register '^ of December 20th, an advertise- ment appeared, announcing '' A Challenge," and signed ^^ James Montgomery." Let not the reader start ^ — it portended a bloodless duel ; although the aggressor might not unreasonably have calculated upon more serious consequences. Some anonymous individual had written four lines, reflecting (we believe) on the character of Mr. Gales ; and to this tetrastic, which was inserted in the ^^Courant" newspaper"^, he had, with a dastardly disin- genuousness, affixed the signature oi " Montgomericus.'' This was justly deemed an insult by him whose name was abused by this innuendo ; and Montgomery sent "^ The first number of which appeared June 10. 1793. HIS ^^ CHALLENGE." 151 four lines in reply, signed with his initials. These, for reasons deemed satisfactory to the writer, the printer refused to insert; and here it was expected this silly affair would have ended. A few days afterwards, how- ever, Montgomery received from the hands of a pow^- dered gentleman, of whom he had not the least know- ledge, '^ a rliyming catalogue of scurrility upon his youth, person, occupation," &c., and charging him with the double guilt of rhyme and treason; promising to *^ toss him in a blanket, and make his scrawling muse give up the ghost," &c. In consequence of this, Mont- gomery gave him, through the newsj)aper, a public '' Challenge, to choose a subject (not political, lest it should give offence), upon which each of us," says he, ^' shall write an essay, either in prose or verse, whether he pleases, to be signed with our own names at full length, inserted, wath the printer's leave, either in the ^^Ilegister,"or the ^'Courant"(Ileave the choice to him); and the public shall judge between us. If he does not accept this challenge, it will be because he dare not ; and if he dare not^ it will only be because he cannot." The only consequence, however, of this '^ challenge," so insidiously provoked, and so cavalierly given, was a scurrilous letter, which appeared in the ^^ Courant," ad- dressed to Montgomery, who, in an advertisement in the next ^^ Register," exposed the real name of his cowardly antagonist, repeating at the same time his willingness to meet, even on a political topic, the person who had had the meanness to endeavour to give him a wound under the guise of his own signature. This skirmishing, hap- pily, led to no engagement. Our excited poet, how- ever, not only vented a rhyming missive at the ^^ Lau- reate of the ^^ Courant," but versified a bit of local scandal against the publisher, ISorthall^ of which the following is the exordium: — L 4 152 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMEEY. ^' for a thousand million tongues, And every one as loud as thunder, With brazen throats and marble lungs, To roar the praises of John Blunder ! Ye Muses nine, ye merry lasses, Who dance and fiddle on Parnasses, Descend, your poet to inspire," &c, ^^ Misery," says the adage, ^^ often makes persons acquainted with strange bedfellows" — a sentiment lite- rally exemplified in this case. Some years afterwards, when Pitt increased the duty on newspaper stamps from twopence to threepence halfpenny, Montgomery and Northall, being both interested in the measure, went from Sheffield to York, to have an interview with Mr. Gray, the stamp distributor, on the subject, ^^ It was curious," said Montgomery, ^^ to see Paul Positive and John Blunder, both mounted, and trotting amicably together towards York : we staid a night on the road at Great Houghton, and slept in the same bedroom. Poor Northall ! he viltimately broke down, and I bought all his printing materials for 100/." A Sonnet, written by Montgomery on the close of the campaign of this eventful year, we transcribe less for the poetry than for the spirited deprecation of war which U breathes; — '' SONNET, *'Upo7i the Close of the Campaigii 0/^1793. ^' Hail, drear December, King of Tempests, hail ! Rise wrapt in horrors, armed with vengeance rise ! Round thy pale throne tormented goblins wail, And sanguine meteors streak with blood the skies ! SONNET. 153 Grim tyrant, say, since light from darkness rose, Was ever year before so red with crimes ? Oh, guilty year ! Oh, year of murders ! close, And be abhorred, accursed by future times ! ^' In blood did Spring, in blood did Summer mourn. And Autumn's reeking vintage gushed with gore ; Rather than scenes like these should yet return. May seed and harvest time return no more ; Eternal desolation blast the plain. And Winter — everlasting Winter^ reign!" December , 1793. P 154 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. CHAP. XII. 1794. POLITICAL SOCIETIES. — CONFLICT BETWEEN LOYAL AND DEMOCRATIC OPINIONS, INFLUENCE OP THE FRENCH REVOLUTION. PARLIA- MENTARY REFORM. — THE DUKE OF RICHMOND. — PITT. — PROVIN- CIAL ASSOCIATIONS. — THE *' PATRIOT." — BROWN, THE DEMAGOGUE. — MUIRj SKIRVING, GERALD, AND 3IARGAEOT. — STATE TRIALS. , The commencement of this year appeared to indicate, even more distinctly than that just closed, the ap- proach of a crisis. The war with France^ in which we were engaged, was generally unpopular : political so- cieties, under various denominations, but all assuming to be more or less '^constitutional/' were formed in most large towns. Their principles were not only alto- gether opposed to the war, but the avowed object of most of them was also to obtain Parliamentary Reform : nor can it be denied that some of them had less pru- dently-defined objects. Those persons, on the other hand, who thought the war just and necessary, and dreaded the ascendancy of democratic principles, ad- dressed the throne in the language of exclusive loyalty ; and armed associations were formed, less in the expecta- tion of having to meet a foreign enemy, than for the purpose of maintaining subordination at home. These proceedings were not witnessed without suspicion and apprehension. Those persons who admired the prin- ciples of the French Revolution, and were suspected to be the secret abettors of the introduction of a similar INFLUENCE OF THE FRENCH REVOLUTION. 155 experiment at home, deprecated the war as an atteiupt to crush the rising struggle for liberty ; while, as we have before intimated, it was hardly less unpopular with the bulk of that class of the community — an important one in Sheffield — whose interests it so materially af- fected, viz., persons engaged in manufactures and com- merce : these found stagnation and dismay taking the place of that better state of things which had preceded the commencement of hostilities. It is not our intention to go at length into a subject to which we have already adverted, and which belongs rather to the general history of the nation and of the age, than of an individual ; but we cannot, in this place, wholly pass over in silence some of those circumstances, the slightest mention of which will prepare the reader to understand with more distinctness the extraordinary scenes through which the warm-hearted and single- minded Montgomery was so soon destined to pass. The French Revolution, the leading actors in which were at first, even by many honest men, believed to be not only asserting their own rights, but also asserting and advancing the general liberties of mankind*, had dis*- played, as we have already intimated, such horrid scenes of anarchy, impiety, and bloodshed, that many of the very leaders among the men who had at first admired the ^^ National Assembly," recoiled with dismay at the atrocities perpetrated in the name of Liberty. That wise and sober men in this country, from the sovereign to the day labourer, should have regarded with horror and apprehension the dissemination in the United Kingdom of those licentious principles which in France had led to the murder of the King and Queen as a proof of the popular detestation of monarchy, and to * Life of Major Cartwright, vol. i. p. 182. 156 MEMOIKS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. the enthronement of an infamous woman as the ^^ Goddess of Reason" in proof of the popular aban- donment of Christianity^ was not surely to be wondered at. At this crisis, however, the most zealous attempts were made to inflame the people against the govern- ment, by the circulation of books on the one hand, and the holding of meetings on the other. To intimate that every individual who took part in the circulation of political tracts approved of such infamous publica- tions as those of the author of the ^^ Rights of Man," and others that might be named*, or that the bulk of those who met to petition for political changes were confessedly in favour of the establishment of a republic in England, would be absurd ; but to assert that the very existence of the government was endangered, as well by the proceedings of those who did not formall}^, as by those who did avowedly^ hold such views, is, we presume, only to record an historical fact. Long before the period alluded to, however, that great question had been mooted, which afterwards formed a bond of union among the constitutional Whigs, and which, at the same time, became the watch- * It has been pubhcly asserted, not only that Mr. Gales printed the " Age of Reason," but that Paine's advice led to the establish- ment of the " Sheffield Register." There does not, we believe, exist the shadow of a foundation for either assertion. That the Sheffield journalist entertained a degree of sympathy with the political opinions of the author of the " Rights of Man" is proved by the introduction of extracts from that work into his paper ; but that there existed any kind of personal intercourse between the parties was always denied, both by the surviving sister of Mr. Gales and by Montgomery himself ; and we have seen a series of letters addressed by Paine to Thomas Walker, of Masbrough, which, although relating mostly to the bridge before mentioned, contain also political remarks, but nothing to indicate any connection either with Sheffield or its newspapers. PARLIAMENTARY REFORM. 157 word of every party who, from that day to this, have clamoured for wild and dangerous innovations in the state, namely, Parliamentary Reform. During the administration of Lord North, the imperfect representa- tion of the people in the House of Commons had been eloquently demonstrated; and in 1782 a meeting was held at the house of the Duke of Richmond, in London, at which it was determined to present a petition to Par- liament on the subject. Accordingly, in the May of that year, William Pitt, then Chancellor of the Ex- chequer, and comparatively a young man, moved in the House of Commons, after an eloquent speech, '' That a committee be appointed to examine into the present state of the representation of the commons of Great Britain in Parliament, to report the same to the House, and likewise what steps, in their opinion, it may be proper for Parliament to take concerning the same." The resolution was lost by a majority of 20 ; and the sincerity of the mover of it no more admits of a question than the importance of the inquiry proposed. Lideed, on the 7th of May in the following year, Pitt, then unattached to any party, again brought the busi- ness of Parliamentary Reform before the House of Com- mons, in three resolutions, the first of which related to bribery and expense at elections; the second to the dis- franchisement of boroughs, on proof of corruption being established against them ; and the third to the addition of county members and representatives of the metro- polis. These resolutions were negatived by a much larger majority than the motion of the preceding year, namely, 144. As the name of Pitt was so often ad- verted to, both by the criminals, their counsel, and the press, in the trials for sedition which subsequently took place, as if he had once been a favourer of sentiments or conduct identical with those afterwards prosecuted 158 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMEBY. by liis government, it may be proper to mention that, in the eloquent speech by which he introduced the resolutions of 1783, he desired the House of Commons not to suppose that he meant, with the mad hand of modern visionaries and speculative reformers, rashly and sacrilegiously to attempt an innovation on what our an- cestors had purchased at so large an expense of treasure and blood, and which they had delivered to us as the most valuable of all trusts. He reprobated the scheme of universal suffrage, as absurd, impracticable, and not known or attempted at any period of the British historv.* In the following year he again not only declared himself friendly to Parliamentary Reform, but moved for leave to bring in a bill, the general features of which he explained : this motion, too, Vv^as rejected. With re- ference to his opposition to the doctrines and move- ments of the reformers after he had been long first minister of the crown, it is only necessary here to ob- serve that, in addition to the growing differences of opinion as to the nature and extent of the reform required, the fact that an armed body of political re- formers, the Irish volunteers, had presented a demand for triennial parliaments, at the point of the bayonet, to the Irish Parliament^ — added to which, the immediate difficulties of his administration, and the appalling catastrophe of the French Revolution, which shook the foundations of every European throne, — might well in- duce him first to pause, and finally to resist. But, be that as it may, the general proposition of a reform in Parliament, to which the Duke of Richmond and V/illiam Pitt had previously lent their names, both in and out of Parliament, became in 1793 the rallying * Tomline's Life of Pitt, vol. i. p. 164. THE ^^ PATRIOT."- 159 point of those who had at first approved, as well as of many who still sympathised with, the Gallic revolu- tionists*; added to which, there were many persons who, belonging to neither of the foregoing classes, were nevertheless strongly opposed, on various grounds, to the war then carrying on between Great Britain and France, f To bring these statements home to our subject, it may be remarked, that when Montgomery first entered the printing-office of Mr. Gales, at Sheffield, he found the press employed upon a small periodical, entitled the ^^ Patriot," J edited by Matthew Campbell Brown, at that period an occupant of ^^ Godfrey Fox's parlour," * In fact, at this very time, or Immediately afterwards — we have it on the authority of his own published journal — the noted Irish democrat, Theobald AVolf Tone, founder and leader of the " United Society of Irishmen," was in Paris, dancing a daily attend- ance on Citizen Carnot, the '' organiser of Victory," and other members of the Executive Directory, persuading them of the practicability of a successful invasion of Ireland, and the con- sequent certainty of an immediate insurrection to throw off the domination of England The result of this advice, was the futile visit of a French squadron to Bantry Bay, at Christmas, 1796 ; and the still more humiliating, and, as the event proved to poor Tone, fatal action off Loch Swilly, in October 1798. f Associations for Parliamentary Reform existed as early as 1779 ; but in considering the nature and effects of the numerous political confraternities which were formed in every large town in the kingdom about the period of the French Revolution, generally for the ostensible purpose of obtaining Parliamentary Reform, it must be borne in mind that the parties did not seek merely such an abolition of the " rotten boroughs," and enfranchisement of the large unrepresented towns, as was contemplated by Pitt in 1782, or secured by Earl Grey's Bill of 1832 ; but rather that wild, im- practicable, and essentially revolutionary change in the represen- tative system still contended for by some persons — annual pari ia- ments and universal suffrage. \ The first number of which appeared April 6. 1792. 160 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. L e.^ the gaol. This individual, whose ^' Patriot " was one of the seditious books which the unfortunate Thomas Muir * was charged with circulating, and who figures so largely in connection with the documentary evidence adduced on the trials of Skirving, Gerald, Margarot, and others, was sent by the Sheffield ^^ Constitutional So- ciety" as a delegate to the '' National Convention," held in Edinburgh November 19. ITQS.f Of the fidelity of this man to the cause of the reformers, Montgomery did not, from the first, entertain a high opinion ; and it was not strengthened by a reference to the facts that, while it was well known that he played so conspi- cuous a part in the meetings of the '' Convention," he was never, in any way, called to account by the public prosecutor, nor did he ever return to Sheffield to * The stern sentence passed on this individual startled all the patriots, who thought danger possible to themselves or their friends. Mr. Gales, writing to his friend Aston, at Manchester, says, " What think you of the fate of poor Muir ? We shall no longer think anything of six, twelve, or eighteen months' imprison- ment, after a transportation of fourteen years ! ! Good God ! what can possess the people, that they cannot see these enormities. The ^ Patriot,' you see, is among the proscribed works. All is yet still respecting it in this part of Britain : how long it will remain so one cannot say.'' — Sept. 7. 179L Mr. Joseph Aston, whose name will henceforth often occur as the correspondent of Mont- gomery, was the son of a gunmaker at Manchester, a business which he himself followed previous to his entire devotion to politics and journalism. AVhen we knew him, about twenty years after- wards, he appeared a kind and amiable man. I Gales, speaking of the proceedings against the democrats at Edinburgh, says, " Poor Brown's is a hard fiite; but his spirits are excellent — so are the spirits of all the sufferers. There is some- thing in persecution so invigorating, that those who suffer under it never want spirits." He had soon occasion to test this doctrine in his own experience ; perhaps he had forebodings, for he adds, " The present is a dark period ; no man can penetrate the gloom!" — Letter to Aston, STATE TRIALS. 16. answer for his proceedings to those who sent him to, cind maintained him in, Scotland.* One day, in 1844, Montgomery called upon Mr. Holland, who had lying before him a volume of Howell's '^ State Trials." Holland: ^^ I am reading the trials of some of your Scottish compatriots of 1793, who were convicted of sedition, and I am entertained by the attempts which were made, as well by those of the pri- soners who defended themselves as by the counsel, to prove that the punishment of ' hanishing forth of the realm/ does not mean transportation.' "j- Montgomery: '^ Yes ; so I believe Mr. Laing showed on the trial of Gerrald : do you find his speech in that volume ? " Holland: '^ Yes, Sir; and a very clever one it is." * Brown appears to have acted a sufficiently straightforward and spirited part in one place at least ; for when the Lord Provost of Edinburgh entered the British Convention, on the 5th of De- cember, 1793, after the apprehension of Margarot, Gerrald, Cal- lender, Scott, and Ross, and insisted upon the dispersal of the meeting, Brown not only argued the propriety of his interference, but continued to occupy the chair till forced from it by the Provost. On the other hand, considering the conspicuous part thus taken by him, and the repeated mention of his name on the trials of his colleagues, it is as remarkable that he was never brought up either as a prisoner or a witness, as that he never was a^ain heard of in Sheffield. •j* The trials and conviction of these men for sedition produced considerable excitement at the time, not merely because the Scottish law was somewhat less exactly defined tlian the English with reference to that crime, but also because the High Court of Justiciary at Edinburgh had dealt rather with a constructive hypothesis of guilt than with the actual evidence of a proven crime. Indeed the legality of the sentence passed upon the con- victs was not only questioned out of doors, but the subject was more than once discussed in both Houses of Parliament. A very full account of the proceedings on these important trials, which were on many accounts interesting, will be found in Howell's *' State Trials,'* vol. xxiii. VOL. I. M 162 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMEKY. Montgomery : ^^ 1 should like to read it ; my friend, Felix Vaughan, who was a good judge of such matters^ said it was one of the best ever delivered on the subject, and advised me to read it." Holland : '^ And now, after exactly fifty years of delay, you have the oppor- tunity of yielding to his advice. Did you ever see any of the Scotch ^ leasing makers/ either before or after their conviction ? " Montgomery : " Only two of them ; when I went to London on account of Mr. Gales^s bank- ruptcy, in 1794, 1 had occasion to go to Newgate to speak with Symmons and Ridgeway, the publishers, who were imprisoned for selling Paine's works, and there I saw Gerrald % who was awaiting his transportation to New Holland, where he died soon after his arrival. I never can forget his appearance : he was then in ill health, and so slender, it seemed that you might fancy you could crush him in your hand like an egg-shell. But there was, at the same time, a fervour and an enthu- siasm about him, such as I hardly ever saw in any other man : his piercing look and his quick motion suggested the idea of his being wholly spirit ; he not only ap- peared as if he had a distinct life in every member, but actually to think all over ! Margarot, the wretch ! called upon me in Sheffield, after his return from trans- portation, in 1811, but I would not have anything to do with him." This was the only one of the Scottish convicts who returned to Great Britain. He appears, while abroad, to have conducted himself with such shameless profligacy, that his fellow transports were pre- sently compelled to separate themselves entirely from his society in New Holland. But to return to the general condition of the country, as indicated at the commencement of this chapter. ♦ He had been a favourite pupil with Dr. Parr, who exerted himself in behalf of the unhappy convict. 163 CHAP. XIII. 1794. DISSEIVnNATION OF DEMOCRATIC PRINCIPLES. — POPULARITY OF THE " SHEFFIELD REGISTER." GENERAL FAST. MONTGOMERY'S HYININ SUNG AT A PUBLIC MEETING. — POLITICAL ASSEIVIBLY ON CASTLE HILL. — HENRY REDHEAD YORKE. — MONTGOMERY SUMMONED BEFORE THE MAGISTRATE, JUSTICE WILKINSON. — REPORT OF COMMITTEE OF SECRECY. — APPREHENDED DANGER TO MR. GALES. — HE ELUDES THE SEARCH FOR HIM. LEAVES THE COUNTRY. — FAREWELL ADDRESS TO THE READERS OF THE " REGISTER." It cannot be denied that advantage was taken at this lamentable crisis of affairs, to disseminate principles hostile to the established government, if not subversive of civil safety ; and whoever reads the newspapers of that period, containing as they did, on the one hand, accounts of the operations and atrocities of the exe- cutive government of France, and, on the other, the inflammatory harangues of our own political dema- gogues, must wonder how it could happen tliat the constitution of this country should have escaped de- struction. In few periodical prints were these topics discussed with greater freedom and ability, — we may add, with more honesty of purpose, — than in the ^^ Sheflield Register ;" and some estimate may be formed of its popularity, from the fact, that, on May 2nd this year, the publication reached 2025 copies.* This * At this period, and for many years afterwards, the name of some Member of Parliament was printed on the envelope of a newspaper, with the formality of a frank, to pass post free. Up to M 2 164 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY* reciprocity of influence between the paper and the party must have been considerable on both sides, and Joseph Gales was, for some time, believed to be *^ a marked man." A royal proclamation having been issued, command- ing February 28th, 1794, to be observed as a General Fast, the '' Friends of Peace and Reform " at Sheffield chose to honour the day after their own fashion, by holding a large public meeting, at which, after a prayer, delivered by '^' Billy Broomhead,^^ and a ^^ serious lecture,'' composed, but not read, by '' Neddy Oakes," * a hymn, written for the occasion by Montgomery, ^' was sung in full chorus " by the assembly, consisting of several thousand persons. After this, a chairman was appointed, and a series of eleven resolutions of a strong character were ^^ unanimously passed." A description of '' The Fast Day, as observed at Sheffield," was pub- lished in a pamphlet, and a copy sent to the '^ London Corresponding Society : " this was seized, with the other papers of the Society, on the arrest of Hardy, their Secretary, and thus, as Montgomery once said, ^^ one of the first hymns of mine ever sung found its way into Billy Pitt's green bag," — he might have added, ^^ and was afterwards recited by Mr. Gibbs in the Sessions House of the Old Bailey." The evidence relative to this meeting forms a large item in the report of proceedings on Hardy's trial. The following is the hymn : — January, 1794, the name of Mr. Wilberforce had been used on the '' Sheffield Register,'' when it was authoritatively withdrawn, and that of Mr. (afterwards Earl) Grey substituted. * It may be worthy of remark, that a part of the ground ad- joining West Street, on which this meeting was held, was ten years afterwards occupied by one of the largest Methodist chapels in the kingdom ; and in which, ten years later still, the pulpit was occupied by Mr. Oakes, at that time a respectable Wesley an preacher. HIS HYMN. 165 ^^ O God of Hosts, thine ear incline. Regard our prayers, our cause be thine: When orphans cry, when babes complain. When widows weep, canst Thou refrain? ^^ Now red and terrible, thine hand Scourges with war our guilty hmd ; Europe thy flaming vengeance feels, And from her deep foundations reels* " Her rivers bleed like mighty veins ; Her towers are ashes, graves her plains ; Slaughter her groaning valleys fills, And reekino; carnao-e melts her hills. ^' O Thou, whose awful word can bind The roaring waves, the raging wind, ] Mad tyrants tame, break down the high, Whose haughty foreheads beat the sky. " Make bare thine arm, great King of kings ! That arm alone salvation brings : That wonder-working arm which broke From Israel's neck the Egyptian yoke. '^ Burst every dungeon, every chain. Give injured slaves their rights again; Let truth prevail, let discord cease, ^ Speak — and the world shall smile in peace." On the 7th of April, a large meeting was held on the Castle Hill, Sheffield, at which Henry Redhead Yorke * presided : he addressed the multitude from * He called himself Yorke, but always said he was the son of a plantation agent, or governor, of the name of Kedhead, at Ber- buda, a small West Indian island belonging to the Codrington family. " He was," said Montgomery, "if not a mulatto, a quad- roon — a fiery orator, and, as I thought, in the habit of delivering as his own, portions of the impassioned speeches of Mirabeau ; his style was altogether French." His figure, when he appeared at M 3 }ii[){y MEMOIRS OF JAMES MUJNTGuMERY. ^^ a tribune," and spoke, as appeared from the testimony of persons present, with more vehemence than dis- cretion. At this meeting it was resolved ^^ to present an address to the King on behalf of Muir^ Palmer, Skirving, Margarot, and Gerrald, convicted of libels ; to petition the King for the total abolition of slavery * ; and that no further petitions be presented to the House of Commons on the subject of Reform." With such exciting topics, and so fervid an orator as the chairman — to say nothing of other speakers — it is not sur- prising that a glowing report of the proceedings, in- cluding the drawing of Yorke in a carriage by the crowd, was carried to the magistrate. Montgomery, and three or four of Mr. Gales's printers having been present, they were summoned before ^^ Justice Wilkin- son," at Broomliall, and examined as to what Yorke had said at the meeting, the object being to obtain evidence upon which to found and support a charge of ^^ constructive treason " against him. A report of this examination was probably trans- mitted to government, for, on the 29th of May, William Broomhead and William Camage, the active and late Secretaries of the Constitutional Society, along with three or four other persons, were apprehended in Sheffield, and conveyed to London under a military escort. In a few days, several other inhabitants of the the Castle Hill meeting, was good, and his dress striking, if not in the best taste — with Hessian boots and a stock of republican plainness ; he wore a silk coat and waistcoat of court fashion ; his hair at the same time defying the curt French character by its luxuriant curl — a tendency derived from the sunnier side of his ancestral tree. For a specimen of his oratory, vide " Howell's State Trials," vol. xxv. cols. 662 — 687. * This year a law passed in the American Congress, ordering that no vessel in the service of the United States should be em- ployed, directly or indirectly, in the slave trade. ASSEMBLY ON CASTLE HILL. 167 town were also arrested and held to bail^ on charges of sedition. Great things had certainly been anticipated from the meeting above alluded to, and especially from Yorke's speech, which it was expected would be 'Hhree hours" long ! Gales, writing to his friend in Manchester, sa3^s, ^^ Is it not worth while to ride to Sheffield, to be pre- sent at the meeting of 10,000 friends to the cause of man ; and to hear one of the first orators in the kingdom in the open air ? " One of the resolutions of the meeting was, ^^ that a congratulatory letter be transmitted to Thomas Walker, of Manchester, on his victory over Church and King Associations ; and that the letter now read be ap- proved.^^ It was signed, and — but for tlie conclusive evidence to the contrary, quoted below — must have been taken to be written by Broomhead, ^^ Secretary of the Constitutional Society."* The letter to Walker was enclosed in one addressed to Aston by Gales, who said, '* I need not tell you we had a capital meeting: I had the honour to be drawn along with Yorke amidst the thousands." This was the writer's last happy day in England ! It seems, from his next and final letter to Aston, that the latter was dissatisfied alike with the tone of the meeting, the address to Walker, and the personal character of the leading orator ! * Walker, who was a respectable master manufacturer at Man- chester, had been recently tried for a conspiracy to overturn the Constitution, and to assist the French in invading the realm, and acquitted. The subject has been brought afresh to the minds of many readers by Lord Campbell's Life of Erskine ; the latter having, in his defence of Walker, indulged in a humorous descrip- tion of the warlike stores which a Government spy had sworn were accumulated by the defendant for the contemplated rebellion. M 4 168 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. Whatever may have been the opinion which Gales entertained of the notorious Thomas Paine, we can hardly wonder that it was considered as at least favour- able, when extracts from his works often appeared in the ^^ Register ; " and still more conclusive evidence in the same direction is the following account of a local incident, given by himself: — ^' You were misinformed as to any riot having taken place here. In one part of the day, however, things wore rather a serious appear- ance. The C. and K. party (very small indeed), accom- panied by a recruiting party, with drum and fife, pre- sented themselves before my house, and gave me most loyal music, firing and shouting : and some one was heard to say, that my house should not have a whole window in it that night. This circumstance, I am firmly of opinion, had the effect of calling together a wall of defence, for, about an hour afterwards, upwards of a hundred stout democrats stood before us, singing ^ God save great Thomas Paine!' to the loyal tune. This party increased to 500, and paraded the streets peaceably (except singing) all the day. Nor would they leave till they aj.prehended all danger to be past. You see what it is to be supported. I do not think a riot can be managed here : this was apparently a push for one." * Few persons will refuse the h3^pothesis glanced at in the closing sentence of Mr. Gales's account : and into such a pandemonium of party had young Montgomery been just dragged from the religious seclusion of Fulneck! It is true, lie took no ostensible part in the memorable Castle Hill meeting, nor was his name uttered in any way during the public proceedings ; yet it will be seen from the following letter, that he had, in reality, played at least one very important card in the afflur. * Gnles to Aston, Sept. 26. 1793. HIS LETTER TO ASTON. 169 James Montgomery to Joseph Aston. "Sheffield, April 16. 1794. ^^Dear Sir, " After the very severe censure which you have been pleased to pass upon the letter to Mr. Walker, adopted by the late public meeting, it requires something more than courage — it requires ingenuousness — for the real author to step forward and unmask himself. But as you have formerly, upon several occasions, hinted your approbation of some trifling effusions of my pen, and even, in your last letter to Mr. Gales, expressed yourself favourable to the language and sentiments of the letters to the persecuted patriots, which makes me proud to claim them as my productions, I hope I shall not wholly forfeit your indulgent opinion, when I con- fess myself guilty of having written the address to Mr. W. ^^ The approbation of men of sense and genius is, and always shall be, the climax of my ambition. I am myself too young, too inexperienced, and perhaps too vain of my own pro- ductions, to judge coolly of their merits or defects; and whenever it is my misfortune to be censured, when my folly led me to expect praise, from persons of elegant taste, I am willing to suppose myself wrong, however confirmed my opinion may have been before. In the present instance, I am not ashamed to confess that I feel more mortified by your single disapprobation than I felt flattered upon Castle Hill, when that unfortunate letter was unanimously voted by more than ten thousand persons, as a proper congratulatory address to Mr. W. on his late triumph. " Notwithstanding, if you will condescend to read the letter over again, you will find you have mistaken my meaning, when you say, ' I wonder why Mr. W. ceased to be a patriot when he became a philanthropist ; I never heard till now they were incompatible.' It is true an old musty proverb says, 'Charity begins at home;' but if charity be always confined to home, it is no longer charity, but avarice, selfishness, injustice. Patriotism, in the same manner, when shackled by prejudice, and chained like a wild beast within the cage of a province or a nation, is a mean, a despicable, a 170 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. foolish bugbear, which sets folks of different countries to- gether by the ears. No man ceases to be a patriot when he becomes a philanthropist; the characters are not incom- patible ; so far from it, in my opinion, they are inseparable when strictly understood and justly practised. . . . Pardon the boldness of this letter. I shall endeavour to profit by your censure, that I may, upon some more fortunate subject, again meet with your approbation. " I am, with the sincerest respect, '' Yours, &c., " J. M. G. " Mr. Aston, Manchester." In the ^^ Register " of June 20th appeared two Reports of '^ the Committee of Secrecy of the House of Commons ; " in one of which it was stated that ^^ the circumstance which first came under the observation of the Committee, containing a distinct trace of measures of this description [a recourse to arms], was a letter from a person at Sheffield, by profession a printer, who has since absconded, which was addressed ^ Citizen Hardy, Secretary of the London Corresponding Society,' and which was found in the possession of Hardy, on the 12th day of May last, when he was taken into custody." This letter referred to the possibility of furnishing arms to the patriots : and the suspicion of having written it fell upon Mr. Gales, in the minds of many of his townspeople, who were, at that moment, unaware that the writer was really an individual in his employment. In these times of peril and dismay, when to be suspected was to be in imminent danger at the least, the proprietor of the '^ Register," as well as the actual writer of the letter, thought it prudent to escape, by a hasty flight, the risk and consequences of the pro- secution which appeared to be impending. The apprehensions of Gales were well founded — REDHEAD YORKE. 171 he saved himself by his promptitude ; meanwhile there was another of the Castle Hill orators, on whom the government was, if possible, still more anxious to fasten — this was Redhead Yorke. This eloquent, restless, and attractive individual, whose name was so intimately connected with the political movements of the times, was personally unknown to Mr. Gales before the winter of 1793, when he presented himself one evening at Sheffield as a patriot ; he was about twenty-two years of age, a handsome figure, and so insinuating were his manners, that he con- trived not only to domicile himself for a time in the family at the Hartshead, but ultimately to obtain the affections of his host's youngest sister, Sarah. This circumstance became the unforeseen hinge of an important event. Yorke left Sheffield for Derby in an unsatisfactory manner, so far as his intentions to- wards the lady were concerned ; and to that town, after having published his newspaper on the 16th of March, Gales followed him. In the course of the day, a government messenger, accompanied by the local constable, entered the house of the Sheffield printer with a warrant for his arrest on a charge of conspiracy ! After searching the premises in vain for Mr. Gales, they proceeded to a public house adjacent, armed with a similar authority for the capture of Davison, who at the moment sat smoking with a fellow compositor. On the constable putting his head into the room and asking if Davison was there, '' No," replied his com- panion, with admirable presence of mind, ^^he's just gone off." The officer turned aside, and the justly alarmed secretary of the ^'Constitutional Society" imme- dately made his escape — ultimately reaching America, where he afterwards settled, throve, and became a magistrate. Thus by the merest accident, apparently, 172 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. both Gales and his man, and even Yorke himself, missed for the time, at least, the luck of a lodgment in the Old Bailey prison, not to say the peril of a trial for sedition, Yorke, indeed, was afterwards taken, and, along with Gales and Davison (then out of the way), indicted for ^^a conspiracy to traduce and vilify the Commons House of Parliament ; to excite disaffection towards the king and his government in the minds of his sub- jects ; to excite riots, and tumults, and commotions in the realm," The trial took place at York, on the 23rd July, 1795. The evidence referred almost entirely to the Sheffield Castle Hill Meeting; the witnesses for the prosecution being the same persons who had been pro- duced on the trial of Hardy. Yorke addressed the jury in an eloquent speech ; but was found guilty, and sentenced to two years' imprisonment in Dorchester gaol. Here, again, his captivating address availed him ; he married his keeper's daughter, and was, we believe, sometime afterwards called to the bar. In the course of a few years more, Yorke, to Montgomery's astonish- ment, presented himself at Sheffield, on the recruiting service, and in the regimentals of a lieutenant- colonel ! The change, however, was too flagrant for the place ; for, it is said, the young fellows, instead of enlisting into his corps, hooted him out of the town. In the following week's '^ Register," Mr. Gales took a formal final leave of his friends and readers ; denying, at the same time, most distinctly, that he had either written, dictated, or been privy to the letter addressed to Hardy. ^^ Could my imprisonment," says the fugi- tive editor, ^^ or even death, seriw the cause which I have espoused — the cause of peace, liberty, and justice, — it would be cowardice to fly from it; but, convinced that ruining my family, and distressing my friends, by risking either, would only gratify the igno- GALES'S FAREAVELL ADDRESS. 173 rant and the malignant, I shall seek that livelihood in another land which I cannot peaceably obtain in this. To be accused, is now to be guilty : and however conscious I may be of having neither done, said, or written any thing that militates against peace, order, and good government, yet when I am told witnesses are suborned to swear me guilty of treasonable and seditious practices, it becomes prudent to avoid such dark assassins, and to leave to the informers^ and their employers^ the mortification of knowing, that however deep their villany was planned, it has been unsuccessful'^ With this address, the ^^ Sheffield Register " expired, after having existed about eight years.* Some ultra- Tory writer marked his sense of the importance of that event, by printing, with ^^ London " on the title-page, '^ The Downfall of the ^Register;' an after-piece, in one act: scene lies in Sheffield.'^ * The suddenness of Mr. Gales's flight, and the determination of his principal creditor, George Robinson, of Paternoster Row, led to his being declared a bankrupt. His debts amounted altogether to about 300Z. ; and we believe every creditor received twenty shillings in the pound. 174 CHAP. XIV. 1794. MONTGOMERY SUCCEEDS TO GALES'S PRINTING ESTABLISHMENT. — ENTERS INTO PARTNERSHIP WITH JAMES NAYLOR. — COIVIMENCES THE "iris" NEWSPAPER. POETICAL GREETING. — ANNOUNCEMENT OF EDITORIAL PRINCIPLES. THE " ENTHUSIAST." POETRY AND POLITICS. — TRIAL OF THOMAS HARDY. EVIDENCE AFFECTING THE SHEFFIELD PATRIOTS. PROTEST OF MR. GALES. ACQUITTAL OF HARDY AND OTHERS CELEBRATED. — MONTGOMERY'S HYMN ON THE OCCASION. Montgomery having now been about two years in the printing office, and during that time more or less con- nected with the editorial department of the paper, was advised to look upon himself as the fittest person to succeed Mr. Gales — a most perilous position, it must be admitted, for so ardent and inexperienced a young man to aim at, surrounded as he was, too, by friends more enthusiastic than himself. Apprehensions of any such danger appear, however, to have been but at most of secondary consideration. To find means to purchase the presses, types, and other working mate- rials, presented a more immediate and formidable diffi- culty among his friends, until a gentleman of the name of Naylor*5 before this time almost unknown to Mont- * At this time a Unitarian preacher in the Upper Chapel, Nor- folk Street, Sheffield, and a " sleeping partner" in a silver-plating establishment in that town. He soon afterwards married, and went into business with his brother in Manchester, where he became a bankrupt. Mr. Naylor was nephew to Dr. Thomas Percival, of Manchester, and the Sophron of that gentleman's work, " A Father's Instructions to his Children," published in 1777. He died at Altrincham, in Cheshire, April 12. 1846, aged 84. COMMENCES THE " IRIS " NEWSPAPER. 175 gomery, offered to advance the whole of the money, and become a partner in the concern. The price paid altogether was 1600Z., including 500/. which was con- sidered as paid for copyright, an item of very question- able value under the circumstances ; and, as the event showed, greatly overrated in the estimate ; for the moderation of the new proprietary lost them a thousand subscribers the first year. ^^ James Montgomery and Co." having announced, in the last ^^ Register," their intention to publish, on the ensuing Friday, a new Sheffield newspaper, entitled the ^^ Iris," all parties were on the alert, awaiting the debut of the new editor, whose political principles were generally known. Thus, in a few short months, had our liero passed from a seclusion almost equal to that of the cloister, to what was then, if not now, one of the most responsible and perilous stations in active life — that of a newspaper publisher, politician, and patriot ; exhibiting, as if in proof of Dr. Johnson's notable aver- ment, '* something of that indistinct and headstrong ardour for liberty which a man of genius always catches when he enters the world, and always suffers to cool as he passes forward."* On the 4th of July appeared the first number of the ^^ Iris," with the following conciliatory and pacific motto : — *^ Ours are the plans of fair, delightful Peace, Unwarped by party rage, to live like brothers." The poetical corner which had heretofore been " The Repository of Genius," now assumed the less intelligible title of *' Cemptucet|^, or the Bower of the Muses,'' * Life of Lyttelton. -j- Cemptucet, an anagram formed out of the initial letters of the names of the Muses. Montgomery was not the author of this conceit, nor did his taste ever approve of it. 176 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. and contained the following Parnassian flower from the pen of a friend, Barbara Hoole — afterwards Mrs. Hofland : — To the '' Iris:' " O say, art thou the bright-eyed maid, Saturnia's messenger confest ? Does sacred truth thy mind pervade^ And love celestial warm thy breast? " Com'st thou with covenanted bow, Blest signature of heavenly peace, To lay the waves of faction low, And bid the winds of discord cease ; '' The various forms of good intent, In one pure social league to bind, By prudence taught, through virtue bent. To reconcile the public mind ? " Are these thy aims ? bright vision hail ! Midst freedom's clouded hemisphere. No storms thy genius shall assail. Nor latent mischiefs hover near. " Fair be thy form, and gay tliine hue. In learning's Tyrian lustre drest, Grounded on truth's celestial blue, Tinged from the Muse's yellow vest. " Far may thy glowing beauties shine. And glad success secure thy beam. While Reason mild, and Peace divine. Roll o'er the earth their lucid stream." This not inelegant composition was received with complacency by the editor, as displaying those principles which he would wish to maintain in the '^ Iris," and as a specimen of the poetry he should always be glad to receive for this department ; and it must be confessed that the lines contain touches not unworthy the Irini ANNOUNCEMENT OF EDITOKIAL PRINCIPLES. 177 de coeloy which the author was anxious should shine in the atmosphere of public favour. We give the following extract, not as exhibiting any singular felicity of thought or expression, but as the editor's maiden address to the public, and as the an- nunciation of those principles by which the ^' Iris " was to be distinguished : — *^ The editors of this paper beg leave to assure the public, that every endeavour will be used to render it worthy of their patronage ; and if a careful selection of the earliest intelligence can recommend it to their favour, they doubt not of its being honoured with a liberal support. They jDrofess themselves desirous to avoid, in this publication, the in- fluence of party spirit Like other men, they have their own political opinions and their own political attachments ; and they have no scruple to declare themselves friends to the cause of Peace and Reform^ however such a declaration may be likely to expose them in the present times of alarm to obnoxious epithets and unjust and ungenerous reproaches. But while they acknowledge themselves unconvinced of the necessity or expediency of the present war, and fully per- suaded that a melioration of the state of the representative body is intimately connected with the true interests of the nation, they declare their firm attachment to the Constitution of its Government^ as administered by King, Lords, and Commons ; and they scorn the imputations which would represent every reformer as a Jacobin, and every advocate for peace as an enemy to his king and country. They pity those persons, whatever their principles may be, who, in endeavouring to defend them, have recourse to the mean acts of vilifying and abusing their opponents ; and they proclaim their own firm purpose to avoid descending to the littleness of personal controversy, or to recriminations unworthy alike of Britons, of Christians, or of men. It is their wish, on the contrary, to cherish, as far as they are able, a good opinion of those who differ from them in sentiment ; to allow the weight of their arguments where they really deserve consideration ; to YOL. I. N 178 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. place them in the most favourable view ; and to give their readers a fair opportunity of forming an impartial judgment by a comparison of the best remarks which can be made on all sides. At the same time, they declare it is not their in- tention to enter themselves as parties on the field of political controversy. For though tliey shall think it their duty to state the reasonings on both sides upon public and interesting questions, they do not conceive it to be at all the proper business of the editor of a newspaper to present his readers with his own political opinions ; and whatever theirs may at any time be, it is too much their wish to live in peace and charity with all men, to feel disposed to come forward as angry zealots or violent partisans. Their utmost ambition will be gratified if they shall be able to recommend this paper to the public notice as an authentic^ impartial, and early record of the sentiments of others on those great political topics which now agitate the world, and of those interesting everits which almost every day now furnishes, and which cannot but mark out the present aera to the peculiar at- tention of the politician, the historian, and the philosopher.'^ The foregoing, it will be perceived, are principles of editorial, or rather of proprietary policy^ widely different from those which characterised the ^' Sheffield Register.'^ In the fourth number of the '^Iris" Montgomery commenced a series of essays entitled the ^' Enthusiast."' These were principally of an entertaining or satirical nature. The first essay contains a playful relation^ in his own words, of an incident which gave a colour ta his life and pursuits, and which has been already quoted.* It is, on the whole, no unfair specimen of his earlier manner of writing in the humorous style : — ^' During my childhood, sweet age of innocence^ of ig- norance! I showed not the slightest symptoms of ever be- coming a great man. I was fond of whipping-tops, hobby- horses, marbles, and gingerbread, and hated my battledore and easy-book as cordially as a young heir to — not a grain THE ^^ ENTHUSIAST." 179 of sense, but, what is infinitely more valuable — an estate of some twenty or thirty thousand pounds per annum. At school even, when I was driven like a coal-ass through the Latin and the Greek grammars, I was distinguished for nothing but indolence and melancholy, brought upon me by a raging rhyming fever." . . . ^^Surelynever was moon-struck lunatic more vexatiously haunted by the foul fiend than I have been through every nook and alley of life by the Muses ! I w^onder at what age other people become men ; for my part, I confess I grow more childish every day. The more I learn, the less I know ; and my whole life, as far as I can look back, has been one unceasing race of follies^ hunt- ing each other through the labyrinths of my brain, and playing at football with the passions of my heart. One con- solation, however, soothes me when out of temper w^ith myself and all mankind : I consider this w^hirligig of a world merely as my cradle, and myself as only in the infancy of my exist- ence. Hence, I look forward with exulting hope to the dawning prospects of futurity, when, in brighter worlds, in purer air, and under milder skies, I shall ripen into man or rise into angel. Meanwhile, I am content to crawl upon the surface of this puny globe like a caterpillar upon a cabbage ; anticipating the time when, in the grave, I shall be changed into a torpid nymph, and in due time break forth from the shell of death — a glorious butterfly! Thus, considering myself a child in petticoats and leading-strings, I can be pleased with a rattle, and tickled with a straw ; and if with my rattle and my straw I can please and tickle some of my playmates, and keep them in good humour, I shall be doubly gratified.'* — IriSy July 25. James Montgomery to Joseph Aston. *' Sheffield, July 30. 1794. " Deah Sir, " I am almost ashamed to take up my pen to write to one whom I so sincerely respect, after having treated him with such neglectful silence. If you knew how extremely averse I am to writing letters, you would excuse me. The truth N 2 180 MEMOIKS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. is, when I begin a letter to a friend, I generally waste one half of the paper with apologies, and the other in prefacing what I have to say ; so that, to my utter chagrin, I find my- self at Land's End before I have communicated even a sketch of my ideas. Whilst I am complaining, I am com- mitting the selfsame trespass.* Forgive me for trifling ; though when you write, I will not forgive you. " You were no doubt astonished when first you saw my name annexed to the ^Iris ;' and perhaps still more, when you observed the humiliating distance between the cringing^ trembling^ gouty pace of our /^ar^y-coloured messenger of the gods, and the noble, firm, and manly gait of the late lamented ' Register!' I was absent in London on an anxious errand, with which you are too well acquainted [Mr. Gales's affairs], when our two first publications appeared, and was not less sur- prised than you (and thousands besides) when I read the modest language of these two papers." [Here follow seven lines, which are obliterated in the original letter, and which probably referred to the timidity, or, as most persons will think, the discretion of his partner.] ^'I cannot, therefore, expect that the 'Iris' will ever meet with, nor, in my opinion, deserve, the liberal patronage which supported the late ^Re- gister.' But as far as my humble abilities can entertain and instruct my fellow-creatures, I am determined to exert them to the utmost of my power ; and as I cannot but expect my efforts will meet with at least as much encouragement as they merit, I shall judge of their deserts by that encourage- ment ; and if I fail to please, I will cheerfully resign, and melt into obscurity. '^ If you have taken the trouble to examine the last page of the ' Iris,' you will have recognised an old friend, who, if he cannot make the public laugh iinth him, at any rate makes them laugh at him. But you will also have observed * We have given this apologetical exordium, occurring, as it does, in so early a letter, and because it so truly characterises his epistolary productions in after life, whenever they related merely to friendly intercourse. LETTEE TO ASTON. 181 a whimsical attempt to begin a periodical chain of essays, under the character of the ' Enthusiast.' I confess myself the writer of that paper, wherein I have as clearly as pos- sible copied the portrait of my own character, silly and trifling as it is. My reason for this is, because my partner is extremely averse to high-seasoned politics, such as the readers of the late ' Register ' were wont to be pampered with in the last page of that paper "... [five or six lines obliterated]. " But still the public must not^ because they will not^ forego the entertainment of that page. I shall therefore endeavour to open a new field of amusement, and instruction, and thought, as you will perceive by the ^En- thusiast ' of to-morrow. I shall wholly banish independent politics from my plan ; yet I shall endeavour to wean the public from violent and irritating language on political themes, and also strive to amuse them with other subjects. The principal object of this letter is to request the favour of your correspondence in any character you please to assume. The elegant productions of your liberal and enlightened pen often graced the last page of the ' Register.' . . . ^' Believe me, with unfeigned regard, " Your sincere friend, ^^ James MoNXGOMERy. " Mi\ Aston, Manchester." The hallucinations of fancy, alluded to in the pre- ceding essay and letter, are evidently the confessions of a man of genius not formed for the stern, selfish, or reckless demands of party strife. The organisation of Montgomery's mind was, as we have said, exquisitely poetical ; and never, perhaps, did a person embark on the stormy sea of politics more reluctantly, or was less adapted by talents and disposition to stem the tide or escape the dangers of his situation, than the editor of the '' Iris." He had none of the qualities of '^ a good hater,'' said to be so essential to success ; and while he heard the strains of his country's lyre rising around N 3 182 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. him, he sighed to swell with his own notes the music which enchanted him. He discovered (to adopt the sentiment of a celebrated essayist) '' that he, too, was of the progeny of Apollo, and that he had been ini- quitously transferred into the hands of ignorant foster- parents, who had endeavoured to degrade and confine him to the sphere of regular employments and sober satisfactions.'' Montgomery's mind was thus, as it were, accidentally determined to political literature ; and, notwithstanding it occupied so considerable a portion of his life, and makes so large an item in his history, it was ahnost always irksome and even odious to him. This re- mark may startle some of those persons who have readj with a feeling akin to rapture, those delightful political disquisitions for which his ^^Iris" was at one period distinguished. But it must be recollected that, at the commencement of his career, we meet with nothing like the ^^ leading articles " of every news- paper which is published now-a-days, nor even with those elaborate essays and recapitulations of passing events, in the concoction of wdiich he was afterwards so happy, and which, although they were commonly more or less imaginative, sometimes singularly involved and parenthetical, and often worded with a caution (on delicate topics) appearing like indecision, were nevertheless always pleasing and instructive. Fragments of conversations at different periods, which have been preserved, and upon which our belief of his early and general antipathy to politics is founded, will sufficiently evince his feelings on the subject. '' In early life," said he, to one of the biographers, ^^ I some- times dipped into political controversy ; but politics become more and more disagreeable to me ; I enter no further into them than my duty, as editor of a news- rOETEY AND POLITICS. 183 paper, compels me to do : frequently do I wisli I had nothing to do with them ; and if it were not for break- ing up the concern, in which others are interested as well as myself, I would abandon the whole at once.'^ To another friend he observed : ^^ I hate politics ; and I would as soon meet a bear as a ledger." The same gentleman informed him that he had recommended the ^^Iris" in the north of Scotland, as he wished, on account of the sentiments inculcated, to promote its more extensive circulation. ^^ Many of my friends,'^ returned Montgomery, '^ have made similar attempts, but they seldom succeeded; and where they have done so, the persons who have taken it through such per- suasion have felt disappointed, and have given it up. The fact is, they usually found either too much of the poet, or too little ; often, I believe, the former; and this was not consistent with the subject and plan of a news- paper, and can never be carried out by a person like myself, who always feels as if he had a dung-cart [meaning politics] dragging behind him." Yet, re- pugnant as it was to his feelings, he always wrote the commentary on public affairs for the week himself. Speaking once of this department of the paper, he said : *^ The whole of the remarks are my own ; no man shall ever write anything there for me ; I consider myself amenable for what is addressed to the public ; and whether approbation or censure be the result, I shall neither be censured for the offences, nor run away with the applause due to another.^' The honourable feeling manifested in the closing sentence was not always en- tertained by others; and it afforded him some degree of triumph to be able to say to a friend, in a tone of plea- santry, ^^ The editor of the London ' Courier' very often takes the pith of my remarks in the ^ Iris,' but he never has the honesty to acknowledge it.'' N 4 184 MEMOIES OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. Oa the 28th of October, Thomas Hardy, of London, shoemaker, was brought up for trial at the Old Bailey, before the Lord Chief Justice Eyre and other judges, on the charge of high treason. The lowliness of the craft of the prisoner did not, of course, lessen the enor- mity of the offence specified in the indictment ; and when it is stated, that the trial lasted eight days, and was continued during a great part of each of the in- tervening nights, and that the report of the proceed- ings occnpies considerably more than a thousand printed columns in Howell's ^^ State Trials " (pp. 200—1407.) some idea will be formed of its importance from these facts alone. But, besides the generally excited state of the country at this juncture, there was another circum- stance which gave an intensity to this trial — the exe- cutioner's axe, which appeared so fearfully suspended over Hardy's head, was still wet with the blood of the '^ traitor," Robert Watt, on whom it had descended, at Edinburgh, since the opening of the present proceed- ings at the Old Bailey. Under these circumstances, it will easily be imagined that the solicitude of Hardy's friends concerning the result of his trial, would not be slightly participated by, and on account of, those indi- viduals whose names were introduced in suspicious con- nection with the various facts sworn to by the witnesses in their evidence. In this perilous predicament several members of the '^ Sheffield Society for Constitutional Information," besides those arrested and carried to London to give evidence, were unexpectedly placed, mainly through the seizure and exhibition of their cor- respondence with Hardy, as secretary of the '■ London Corresponding Society." The leading object of the government prosecutor, so far as Sheffield was concerned, was to show that secret and open meetings of an illegal character had been TillAL OF HARDY. 185 lield ; that the people had been excited to treasonable designs ; and that warlike weapons had been made and distributed. The inflammatory harangues of Yorke, at the Castle Hill meeting, and the proceedings in the Back-fields on the Fast-day, were particularly scrutinised. The following brief extract from the report of the trial will explain itself: — " Mr. Edward Lauzun [the government messenger], called. Mr. Garrow : ^ Look at these pamphlets [^^ The Fast-day, as observed at Sheffield," and a " Serious Lecture "] : where did you find them ?' ^ I found both these in Hardy's house.' — Mr. Garrow^ to William Broomhead [of Sheffield] : ' After the " Serious Lecture" was read^ there was a hymn prepared, I believe ?' ' Yes.' ' Who prepared that hymn V ' Gales printed it?' ^ Who composed it?' ^It was composed by one Montgomery.' ' That was sung in full chorus by the whole assembly?' ^ Yes, it was sung.' . . . ^ Who read the lecture?' ^A gentleman from Halifax.' 'Who composed and delivered the prayer ?' ' Myself.' ? J? Relative to the making of pikes, the evidence is large — and for the fact, it must be added, conclusive : not so, however, as to the grounds of their adoption or in- tended use. It was alleged by every witness, that these arms had been prepared for self-defence, in consequence of an inflammatory but anonymous hand-bill, which was scattered in the streets of Shefiield overnight *, and referring to the introduction of Hessian troops into the kingdom, without the authority of parliament. Be that as it may, a letter addressed to '^ Citizen Hardy," * Who distributed these incendiary papers was never known. Whether, like the dragon s teeth of old, they were sown by some of those men of Cadmus who were prepared to reap the harvest which followed, or whether they were scattered by some one to accelerate, as they certainly did, the discomfiture of the reformers, is a question not easy to settle at present. 186 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMEHT. of Piccadilly, by his '' fellow-citizen/' Richard Davison, a workman of Gales's, who had decamped, mentions the use, form, and price of pikes : at the same time stating to whom orders may be sent. The following questions and answers must be left to speak for themselves : — " Henry Hill, a cutler, from Sheffield, sworn, and ex- amined by Mr. Law. — . . . ^ Do you remember the meet- ing of the 7th of April, 1794 [on the Castle Hill, Shef- field] ? ' ' Yes.' ^ About that time was there any conver- sation prevalent in the town about providing yourselves with arms ? ' ' Yes.' ' Do you know Davison ? ' ^ Yes.* ' What is he?' *A printer/ ^ He worked for Gales?' 'Yes.' ' Mr. Yorke lodged at Gales's at one time, did he not ? * ^ I cannot tell ; he did not at that time.' ' Had you an appli- cation from Gales, to make any blades for pikes ?' 'Yes.' ' When ? ' 'In the beginning of April.' ' Did he order any particular number ? ' ' No.' ' What orders did he give you ? ' ' He brought a bayonet as a pattern for me to make them by : I made one in a bayonet shape, and Davison approved of it.' ' Who was to pay you for the workmanship ? ' ' Da- vison.' — Widowson, a wood-turner, from Sheffield, was ex- amined, as follows : ' Have you had any conversation with Yorke, or instructions from him, about arms ? ' ' Not directly with him ; I made some myself.' ' What did you make ? ' ^ I made a dozen for Mr. Gales.' ' A dozen of what ? ' 'Of pike-shafts.' ' Did Mr. Yorke know you were making them for Gales?' 'He did.'" Such is a specimen of the evidence adduced on Hardy's trial, as affecting Mr. Gales. How far the anti- cipation of it suggested and justified his escape, the reader will judge. In reference to the most material allegation, he thus wrote in his farewell address, in the last number of the " Sheffield Register " : — " None but venal, unjust, or profligate minds, can so far pervert the principles of the [Constitutional] Society, as to ilYMN ON THE ACQUITTAL OF HARDY. 187 impute to them a wish to overturn the present form of go- vernment. They published their intentions to arm for self- defence and the internal safety of the kingdom ; they avowed their motives, and they vindicated their pretensions from a clause in the Bill of Rights, that great bulwark of British freedom^ which the suspension of the Habeas Corpus Act goes so nearly to sap. It has been insinuated, and I believe pretty generally believed, that I wrote the letter* which is referred to by the Secret Committee, concerning pikes, and given in the last ^Register.' This charge, in the most un- equivocal manner, I deny. I neither wrote, dictated, or was privy to it ; nor, till Mr. Hardy's apprehension, had I any knowledge of it." It is only necessary to add here, that on what Dr. Parr calls the ^^ ever-memorable and ever-honoured fifth of November," Hardy was acquitted ; and on the 15th of December following, the five members of the Sheffield Constitutional Society were discharged, on entering into recognisances to give evidence against Mr. Henry Yorke. A few days afterwards '^ The Friends of Reform " dined together in Sheffield^ to celebrate the enlargement of their co-patriots. On this occasion, a hymn composed by Montgomery was sung : it contained the following verses, which are not un- worthy of the better days of the author : — " Oh ! Thou, who from the abyss of night Called the first beams of morning light ! Whose voice obedient chaos heard ; Who built Creation with a word ; '^ From the dark tomb of mental death Awake the nations with a breath ; Round the bright circle of the sun Let Virtue shine, let Knowledge run. * It will be recollected that these remarks were published by Mr. Gales some months before the trial of Hardy disclosed the name of the actual writer of the letter in question. 188 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. '' Wide as expands the kindling day. High as the radiant milky-way ; So wide her arms let Freedom spread. So high let Justice lift her head. " Bid Peace her smiling reign resume, Where deserts howl, let Eden bloom : Already is Reform begun, — The work is thine — thy will be done! " Though all the universe shall die, I'hough heaven and earth in ruins lie, Though sun and stars in smoke decay. Thy Truth shall never pass away." The foregoing verses, which, with the substance of the speeches delivered on the occasion when they were sung, appeared in the ^^ Iris," were not calculated to throw any doubt upon the writer's sympathy with the Reformers : and it was said that the party who were anxious to get up a prosecution against him, hesitated between this evidence and that afforded by the printing of the song presently to be mentioned. It may be ^ here added, in Montgomery's own words — ^^ I was preserved from joining myself to any of the political societies, till they were broken up in 1794, when I did associate myself with the remnant of one of them [the ^^Constitutional"], to support the families of several accused leaders who were detained prisoners in London, under the suspension of the Habeas Corpus Act*, and who were finally acquitted without being brought to trial." * Dr. Parr's constant toast at this time was, " Qui suspenderunt, suspendantur." — Johnstone's Memoirs of Parr ^ p. 500. 189 ; ' CHAP. XV. 1794. CRITICAL SITUATION OF MONTGOMERY. — PRINTS " A PATRIOTIC SONG ^^ FOR A STREET-HAWKER. — IT IS DECLARED TO BE A "SEDITIOUS LIBEL." MONTGOMERY ARRAIGNED FOR TRIAL AT THE SHEFFIELD SESSIONS, FOR PRINTING IT. — TRAVERSES THE INDICTMENT TO DONCASTER. YERSES ON HARDY. — BAIL. REMARKS IN THE " IRIS." LETTER TO ASTON. ADDRESS TO MR. GALES. — THE MISSES GALES. It will easily be coDceived that the adroit manner in whicli Gales had eluded the hands of the government prosecutor, when so nearly in his grasp, would be likely to sharpen the vigilance of local informers in reference to the successor of the obnoxious patriot. That Mont- gomery was fully aware of the delicacy of his position, the pacific title, motto, and leading address of his newspaper sufficiently evince. He was, however, surrounded by persons less discreet than himself — he never saw a cap of liherUj on the printing press, but others have seen it * : he took no active part in seditious meetings, but his workman did : meanwhile^ liis paper was the organ, and his office the rendezvous, of the disaffected party. We shall now avail ourselves of Montgomery's own * It is worthy of remark^ that for many years a button was used by the Nottingkamsliire militia which bore a cap of liberty resting on a book, over which was a hand holding a drawn sword, with the motto, " Pro legihus et lihertate'' The design was made by the celebrated Major Cartwright, in 1775, when he was appointed major of that regiment. 190 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. words: '' Little more than a month after I had become connected with the newspaper [as proprietor], I was one day called into the bookseller's shop, where business orders were received. There I found a poor-looking elderly man, whom I recollected to have seen in the street a little while before, when I was attracted both by his grotesque appearance, and his comical address as a ballad-monger. He stood with a bundle of pamphlets in his hand, crying out in a peculiar tone, ^ Here you have twelve songs for a penny.' Then he recapitulated at full length the title of each, thus : ^ The first song in the book is' — so and so; ' the second song in the book' — so and so; ^ the third song' — so and so; and on he went ^ so and so ' to the end of the catalogue. He now offered me the specimen of an article in his line, and asked what he must pay for six quires of the same ? I immediately replied that I did not deal in such commodities, having better employment for my presses ; he must therefore apply elsewhere (I believe I named a place where he might be served). ^ But,' he rejoined, like one who had some knowledge of the terms used by printers, ^ you have this standing in your office.' * That is more than I know,' was my answer. Taking up the printed leaf, I perceived that it contained two copies of verses, with each of which I had been long familiar, but had never seen them coupled in that shape before ; at the top of the page was the impression of a wood-cut [Liberty and the British Lion], which I recognised as having figured in the frontispiece of an extinct periodical, issued by my pre- decessor, and entitled the ^ Patriot.' The paper also, of which a large stock had devolved to me, was of a particular kind, being the material of certain forms for the registration of freeholds, under a still-born act of parliament, printed on one side only, and which had PRINTS '^A PATKIOTIC SONG." 191 been sold for waste. On discovering this, I went up into the office, and asked when and for whom such things as I held in my hand had been printed, as I had no knowledge of the job ? ^ Oh, Sir,' said the foreman, ' they were set up ever so long ago by Jack [Mr. Gales's apprentice], * for himself, and to give away to his com- panions ; and the matter is now standing in the types, just as it was when you bought the stock in the office/ ' Indeed ! ' I exclaimed ; ' but how came the ballad- seller, who was bawling out his twelve songs for a penny the other day, to have a copy ? ' In explanation of this, he stated, that he had formerly known him, w^hen he himself was an apprentice in an office in Derby, from which such wares were supplied to hawkers. Hear- ing his voice in the street, he had called him in for old- acquaintance sake, and, in the course of talking about trade, had shown him an impression of Jack's songs, by which he thought his old acquaintance might make a few pence in his strange way. ^ Well then,' said I, Met the poor fellow have what he wants, if it will do him any good ; but what does he mean by six quires ?' * Not quires of whole sheets, but six times twenty-four copies of this size,' was the information I received on this new branch of literature. I then went down stairs and told my customer that he might have the quantity he wanted for eighteenpence, v/hich would barely be the expense of the paper and working offi He was content; the order was executed, the parcel delivered by myself into his hand, and honestly paid for by him. I have often said, when I have had occasion to tell this adventure of my romantic youth (for adventure it was, and no every-day one, as the issue proved), that if ever in my life I did an act which was iieither good nor bad, or, if either, rather good than bad, it was this. " Two months afterwards, one of the town constables 192 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. waited upon me, and very civilly requested that I would Ccill upon him at his residence in the adjacent street. Accordingly I went thither, and asked him for what purpose he wanted to see me. He then produced a magistrate's warrant, charging me with having, on the 16th day of August preceding, printed and published a certain seditious libel respecting the war then waging be- tween his Majesty and the French Government, entitled ^ A Patriotic Song, by a Clergyman of Belfast.' I was quite puzzled to comprehend to what production from my press the charge alluded, not the remotest idea of the ballad-seller occurring to me at that moment." A copy of the song was then shown to Montgomery, the identical one from which we now copy, the verse marked as libellous being that here printed in italics : A Patriotic Song^ hy a Clergyman of Belfast ^' While tyranny marshals its minions around, And bids its fierce legions advance, Fair Freedom ! the hopes of thy sons to confound And restore his old empire in France, — ^^ What friend among men to the rights of mankind, But is fired with resentment to see The satraps of pride and oppression combined, To prevent a great land being free ? a Europ^s fate on the contest's decision depends ; Most important its issue ivill he^ For should France be subdued^ Europe's liberty ends^ If she triumphs the world ivill be free. ^^ Then let every true patriot unite in her cause — A cause of such moment to man : Let all whose souls spurn at tyrannical laws, Lend her all the assistance they can. INTERVIEW WITH THE CONSTABLE. 193 " May the spirit of Sparta her armies inspire, And the star of America guide ; May a Washington's wisdom^ a Mirabeau's fire. In her camps and her councils preside ! May her sons' fatal discord no longer divide ; 'Mongst her chiefs no dark traitors be found ; But may they united resist the rough tide. Till their toils be with victory crowned ! " And at length when sweet peace from her sphere shall descend. When the friends of oppression have fled, Immortal renown shall those heroes attend. Who for freedom fought, conquered, and bled* ^' Blazoned high then their deeds shall swell history's page, And adorn lofty poetry's lays. While the memory of tyrants, the curse of their age. In oblivion's dark bastile decays." Of course, the instant the printed slip was placed before Montgomery, he recollected his transaction v^ith the hawker ; but remarked, ^^ this song cannot be a libel on the present war, because it was published, to my knowledge, long before hostilities between Eng- land and France began in 1793 ; having been composed for an anniversary celebration of the destruction of the Bastile, and referring solely to the invasion of France by the Austrian and Prussian armies under the Duke of Brunswick, in July, 1792/' In reply to further inquiry, the constable explained that, on the day mentioned in the warrant, he w^as ffoing down the High Street, when he saw a man with ballads in his hand, and heard him cry ^^ straws to sell." As it was his business to look after vagrants, he went up to the hawker and bought a straw of him for a YOL. I. ^ 194 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY- lialfpeiiny ; but complaining that it was a dear bargain, he received one of the songs to boot. Regarding the whole affair as suspicious, he immediately took both the man and his whole stock of papers into safe keeping. The prisoner, having confessed of whom he obtained the songs, was taken before a magistrate, and com- mitted to the house of correction, less as a punish- ment for any offence of his own, than to secure his appearance against the printer, to whom ^^ the trick of selhng a straw, and giving something not worth one, was new;" though a similar ruse had been practised just before Montgomery came to Sheffield, by a fellow who had, in one night, built a ^^ Mushroom Hall" upon Crookes Moor, and on the following Sunday opened it as an alehouse ! As the Sheffield Sessions were then being holden, Montgomery was forthwith arraigned, pleaded ^^ Not guilty/' and traversed the indictment to Doncaster Sessions, to be held in the following January. Bail to the amount of 200Z. from himself, and from two sure- ties 100/. each, being demanded, the latter was imme- diately given by two tradesmen, who happened to be in court, and with neither of whom had the prisoner more than a very slight acquaintance.* Joseph Jordan, * One of the individuals alluded to, who interested himself at this critical moment, not only by coming forward himself, but in- ducing another person to join him in giving the required bail, was a well-known hosier, of the name of Palfreyman. This activity, coupled with some degree of political notoriety on his own account, soon exposed him to the penalty of imprisonment. It is said that the magistrate who received the bail for Montgomery's appearance at the quarter sessions, expressed, at the same time, a hope that by and by " that d d stockinger would himself be got hold of." This threat was presently reahsed in a somewhat curious way. Informations were laid, and convictions, with fines, obtained against several shopkeepers in Sheffield for using light wei<^hts. PALFREYMAN AND MACKENZIE. 195 tlie song-seller, was remanded to Wakefield, with a recomnnendation from the bench that he should be *' kindly treated" for three months longer, that he might be forthcoming on the trial at Doncaster. Political songs — the natural exponents of party- feeling in a free country, where the bulk of the people could read — had been much in vogue since the Revo- lution, and never perhaps were they more popular or more influential than during the reigns of ^^the tlu^ee Georges " who in turn succeeded to the British throne after the death of Queen Anne.* Palfreyman believed, with or without sufficient reason, that persons of his class of politics were the selected victims ; and, under this impression, he incautiously remarked, that the law under which the offending shopkeepers suffered was a beneficial one, provided it was impartially administered. For this libel on the integrity of the local bench, he was imprisoned three months in York Castle. The interest with which at least some of the older inhabitants of Sheffield will peruse this memento of a well-remembered towns- man, must be our apology for adding to a note, already so ex- tended. On the enlargement of Palfreyman, he advertised in Montgomery's newspaper that he had brought with him from York Castle a collection of knitted and other work done by the prisoners, which he would sell for them at his shop on Snig Hill ; an act of charity which was carried out with great advantage to the poor convicts. At this time, the minister of St. Paul's Church was the Rev. Alex. Mackenzie, a man whose politics — and he did not hold them coolly — were diametrically opposed to Palfreyman's. The latter, however, had long supplied the former with stockings of the well-known "Oxford mixture" — black silk and fine white yarn — and these, as the cleric was an unusually large person, had to be manufactured to order by Coltmans, of Leicester. On Palfreyman's reappearance in his shop, Mackenzie entered one day : " Well, thou Jacobin," said he, " thou hast got back again from gaol — I like thy spirit in this instance;" and he doubled his usual order for stockings. ^ Numerous specimens of these compositions relating to this period may be seen in Wriglit's ''History of England under the O 2 196 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. At the same time that Montgomery appears to have acted with commendable caution in prosCy he may be said to have identified himself somewhat too fearlessly with the patriots, in rhyme; especially when we re- collect that he was not only under bond to give evi- dence on the trial of Yorke, if called upon, but actually under prosecution himself. In this critical position, he not only wrote the spirited '' Hymn," before cited, but published '' Verses, occasioned by the visit of Thomas Hardy, immediately after his acquittal, to the grave of his wife, who had died, during his confinement, in child-bed, declaring, in her last moments, that the grief occasioned by her husband's misfortunes had broken her heart." Pending the trial itself, much interest was natu- rally excited on the subject, and opinions were very freely expressed, as well in favour of the printer as otherwise; both parties confidently prejudging the cause in its issue. To allay this ferment of discussion, as well as state his own feelings and views, Montgomery addressed the readers of the '^ Iris," and advised his friends to suspend their judgment for the present, and await a decision which he felt no reluctance to entrust to the verdict of a British jury. Referring to the committal of Jordan to Wakefield, for want of bail, he says: — ^^ May the hand of aflliction smite me as severely as it has smitten him, and may the arrows of adversity pierce my soul as deeply as they have pierced his, if even in the person of my enemy I forget House of Hanover, illustrated from the Caricatures and Satires of the Day," 1848, an ingenious and entertaining work, in which, however, the merits of the government, which saved this country from the perils to which it was exposed from an avowed propa- gandism of the lessons of revolutionary France, in the reign of George III., are not over highly estimated. REMAKKS IN THE ^^ IRIS/' 197 the respect due to sacred misfortune ! Yet, in the present instance, whilst my heart bleeds for the dis- tress, and commiserates the condition of my accuser, I wish to see him eat the bread of honest industry, neither moistened by his own tears nor embittered by mine — for base is the office, and guilty are the wages, of an Informer ; I would rather perish by the snares of a traitor, than reap the harvest of his treachery. To the justice of an enlightened public I submit myself and my cause. Since my entrance upon business, that generous public has honoured me with a patronage far superior to my merits : may my life expire with my gratitude ! Though I wish ever to be considered as an advocate in the sacred cause of liberty and of all MANKIND, I am conscious to myself of no other views than such as are strictly consonant to the principles and spirit of the British Constitution : that Constitution in its genuine purity I truly revere ; and, deploring only its abuses and corruptions, I do not hesitate to declare that I am behind none of His Majesty's subjects in that just loyalty which consists not in a fiery party rage, hut a steady attachment to the true interests of my country^ and dutiful obedience to those laius by ivhich the king reigns^ and the people are governed. Upon these prin- ciples the ^^Iris" has hitherto been conducted, and upon these principles it is still intended to be continued. Notwithstanding all the disadvantages under which it was born, the ^^Iris" has been nursed with tenderness, and cherished with indulgence : though its cradle has been rocked amidst tempests, tempests have not yet crushed it; though the harpies of envy, bigotry, and prejudice, on threatening wings, have hovered round it, those harpies have not yet devoured it. The infant has been devoted to its country. May its youth acquire increasing strength, and may that strength be exerted 3 198 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. only in the cause of truth, of justice, and humanity I May its manhood be glorious, and its old age honour- able ! But if it ever should forfeit the character of impartiality and independence, may it perish^ and with \t perish James Montgomery !" James Montgomery to Joseph Aston. " Sheffield, Oct. 30. 1794. " Dear Sir, " You know ere this what a comfortable situation I am in at present. I assure you I have got York Castle wedged in my head, and, for the life of me, 1 cannot get it out again ; indeed, my upper story is so full of it, that there is scarce room for anything else to breathe. No matter — when things are so bad with me, I comfort myself that they are no worse. . . . [six lines obliterated.] I am accused of having wickedly, maliciously, seditiously, and flagitiously attempted to overturn the King and Constitution by force and arms — of what ? — a halfpenny song ! I am accused of having attempted to move, inflame, and stir up sedition amongst His Majesty's liege subjects, — by what? — a song upon the demolition of the Bastile in France ! I am further, upon the oath of the jurors of our Sovereign Lord the now King, charged with printing and publishing a scandalous and false libel upon the present ]wst and necessary ivar — How ? — By reprinting and republishing a Patriotic Song^ written by Mr. Scott of Dromore, and sung at a festival held at Belfast, in com- memoration of the destruction of the Bastile, on the 14th July, 1792; which afterwards was printed in the ^Northern Star,' the ' Morning Chronicle,' and in the ^ Sheffield Re- gister' of that 3^ear, eight months before the war com- menced. Thus, this false, scandalous, seditious libel was originally uttered long before the war was dreamed of. . . . [thirty lines obliterated.] Paul Positive, Esq., Marcellus Moonshine, J. M. G., Plato, and 40,000 other idle fellows, send their best respects to you and Peter Dubious. " I am, with sincere esteem, " Your friend, " J. M. G. " Mr. Aston, Manchester," GALES EMBARKS FOR AMERICA. 199 Immediately on leaving Sheffield^ Mr. Gales fomid a temporary asylum in the house of a fellow patriot, Mr. Payne, of Newhill Grange, near Wath : and among Montgomery's exploits in horsemanship, was the carry- ing Mrs. Gales behind him on a pillion, to visit the friend who afforded this unsuspected hiding-place for her husband. '^ We were," says he, '^ four hours in riding eight miles." After remaining concealed in England a short time, during which Mrs. Gales endeavoured ^^ with the assistance of Montgomery, to realise a small sum amidst the wreck of their affairs, the fugitive and his family contrived to reach Hamburgh, where, for a time, new trials awaited them. In a long letter, dated Dec. 4. 1794, and signed ^^Paul Positive," Montgomery apologises to Aston for the non- insertion of a communication of his in the ^Mris," in con- sequence of his partner being ^^ so horribly intimidated at the prosecution levelled against" himself. He then gives an affecting account of the sufferings of Mr. and Mrs. Gales and their children, who having embarked at Hamburgh for the United States, encountered such tempestuous weather at the mouth of the Elbe, that they were compelled to return to Altona, forfeiting 20/. of passage-money, which, with loss on their sea stores, reduced their means one-half ! Here a daughter was born, to whom they gave the name of Altona ; she is, we believe, still living.f From thence he proceeded * We have before us several letters written by her at the most calamitous crisis of their affairs ; and they exhibit Winifred Gales in a most pleasing character, as a wife, and woman of business, and an adept with the pen. •j- Mr. Gales had eight children, who lived to grow up, viz., — 1, Joseph; 2. Winifred ; 3. Thomas; 4. Sarah; 5. Altona; 6. Anne Eliza ; 7. Caroline ; 8. Weston. We believe they all married, except one of the daughters. Joseph is still living, o 4 200 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. to the United States, where he arrived in safety, and was soon afterwards joined by Mrs. Gales and her children.* The Sheffield Reformer did not leave his native land thus suddenly, and, as it turned out, never to see it again, without sharing the sympathy of his compatriots ; for, on the 30th of July, the members of the " Constitutional Society " voted to him an address of ^^approbation and condolence.''^ Montgomery had now the happiness of returning with large interest, and in a manner not to have been foreseen, to the nearest relatives of his late master, the kindness he had received from himself. The two elder and also his sister, Mrs. Seaton, of Washington. Thomas was for several years Judge- Advocate General of the most southerly department of the United States, and afterwards Indian agent at Natchitoches, where he died, Nov. 18. 1845. We may perhaps be pardoned if we preserve here a little memento of the very early life of Colonel Thomas Gales, which turned up fifty years after the period alluded to in the text. One day, in the year 1844, Miss Gales received a small piece of paper, with the words " Tom, be QUIET," printed thereon in large letters, and with it this account : — Thomas Gales, her nephew, when a child, was playing about in his father's printing-office, when one of the compositors set up in type and printed for the boy the foregoing admonition, which the latter took and gave to his schoolmistress; she kept it many years, and at her death it passed into the hands of another person, who sent it to Miss Gales, as above stated, long indeed after the time when to the subject of it the quietness of the grave had succeeded to the activity of a useful and honourable life, in the land of his adoption " beyond the western wave." * They sailed from Liverpool August 26. 1796. f " I do not know," said Charles Dibdin, in 1788, ^' how soon my friend Gales may make a fortune, which ultimately must in- evitably happen, if unwearied industry, fair dealing, the world's regard, and a well-stocked head, as well as shop, are the materials to procure it." — Tour^ p. 433. This vaticination, however it might be eventually realised in another hemisphere, was at the present moment singularly out of keeping with the eviction of the publisher of the " Sheffield Register." THE MISSES GALES. 201 sisters of the expatriated politician, immediately came to the shop in Hartshead, and continued the bookselling and stationery business, under the firm of ^^ Anne and Elizabeth Gales." With these ladies, who were joined afterwards by their youngest sister, Sarah, Montgomery continued to reside, till death parted them from an in- mate on whom, in all the trials of half-a-century — and longer than this in the case of the last survivor — they confidently, and never in vain relied, for the advice and assistance of a brother. 202 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. CHAR XVL 1795. TRIAL AT DONCASTER. — JUDGES AXD COUNSEL. — SPEECHES ON BOTH SIDES. THE JURY AND THEIR VERDICT. — MOTION FOR ARREST OF JUDGMENT MADE AND REFUSED. SENTENCE. MONTGOMERY RE- MOVED TO YORK CASTLE. ADDRESS TO THE PUBLIC. — CONVERSA- TIONS. — CURIOUS DOCUMENTS ILLUSTRATIVE OF THE PROSECUTION. REJVIARKS UPON THEM. At the Doncaster Quarter Sessions, held January 22. 1795, James Montgomery appeared to answer the out- standing indictment for libel; or, according to the '' true bill " found against him by the grand jury, for ^^ the se- veral false, scandalous, malicious, and seditious libels," contained in the third verse of the song already given. The jurors also found, that *^ James Montgomery, printer, being a wicked, malicious, seditious, and evil-disposed per- son, and well knowing the premises, but wickedly, mali- ciously, and seditiously contriving, devising, and intending to stir up and excite discontent and sedition among his Majesty's subjects, and to alienate and withdraw the af- fection, fidelity, and allegiance of his said Majesty's sub- jects from his said Majesty ; and unlawfully and wickedly to seduce and encourage his said Majesty's subjects to resist and oppose his said Majesty's government, and the said war," &c. When we read this egregious mass of verbiage as the delivery of ^^ twelve honest English- men," and recollect that it does not contain one word of truth, there seems to be required for it something more than the soft apology that it is merely ^^ an old legal formula." Montgomery found it something more, as TEIAL AT DONCASTEE. 203 others had done. Michael Angelo Taylor^ Esq., M.P.^ chairman; R. A. Athorpe, Esq., Bacon Frank, Esq., Rev. James Wilkinson, and Rev. J. Stovin, were the justices on the bench. The counsel for the crown were Mr. Tooker of Rotherham, Mr. Buck of Leeds, and Mr, Hill of Tadcaster; counsel for the defendant, Mr. Vaughan of London, and Mr. Maikham, son of the Archbishop of York. Mr. Hill having opened the indictment, Mr. Tooker rose and addressed the jury at considerable length ; dwelling on the war as ^^ just and necessary ; " asserted the bearing of the song upon it ; dwelt on the effects of the dissemination of libellous publications, and arguments in favour of parliamentary reform ; ad- ding, ^^ these things had been too long suffered in that quarter whence the libel tliey were met to try pro- ceeded." * He was going into a detail of the conduct of Mr. Gales; the principles ^^ preached up in the ' Sheffield Register,' " &c., when he was interrupted by Mr. Vaughan, who contended that his client had nothing to do with Mr. Gales and his principles. Mr. Tooker having concluded his speech, Jordan, the song-seller, and Hall, the Sheffield constable, were examined at length, their evidence being, in substance, agreeable to the account already given in the words of Montgomery. Mr. Vaughan then rose on behalf of the defendant, and addressed the jury in a most brilliant and animated speech, which lasted about an hour and a half. He characterised the prosecution as *^ the last shift of men who, with eyes of the most malignant * A striking illustration of the animus which inspu^ed this allusion in the speech of the government prosecutor, was furnished by the fact, that on the 25th of July, 1794, the bail of a substantial citizen, burgess, and guild brother of Leith, in Scotland, was rejected, *' because he read the ' Iris / "' 204 MEMOIES OF JAMES MONTGOMERT. jealousy, had watched every step of his client ; had pryed into all his actions, by day and by night: one of whom had declared, in a public company, that he had read the ' Iris,' a newspaper of which the defendant is the editor, six times in one day, to find a libel in it if possible — but no such libel was to be found." The learned counsel then argued at great length on the ab- surdity of seeking to construct a guilty intention on such an act as that of the printer. ^^Did his client fore- see, or could any man in his senses ever dream of the mighty injury that was charged in the indictm.ent, as intended to have been done by the publication of six quires of a song, printed long before the present war was ever thought of? My client was applied to by this Jordan, to print six quires of these songs, which he agreed to print for eighteen pence ! Eighteen pence ! six pennyworth of paper, six pennyworth of printing, and six pennyworth of profit ! Good God ! Will any man believe, in times like the present, when prosecutions are so frequent, and the punishment for libels so severe, that a man not out of his senses, would run his neck into such a noose for sixpence! — would hazard his liberty by publishing any thing that he conceived might be tortured into sedition for such a pitiful reward ! Surely no ! Where then is the intention specified in the indictment? " After Mr. Vaughan sat down, a conversation ensued whether Mr. Tooker ought not to reply, as no witnesses were produced by the defendant, when it was deter- mined by the court that Mr. Tooker was not entitled to the privilege of a reply. Mr. M. A. Taylor then summed up the evidence, and delivered a charge to the jury, which, in fact, con- tained the reply which the court denied to Mr. Tooker. The jury, after having been locked up for nearly an SENTENCE. 205 hour*^ returned into court with a verdict, ^^ guilty of jprinting and publishing^'' which the court refused to accept ; they again retired for fifty minutes longer, and then brought in their verdict, ^' Guilty." Mr. Vaughan immediately rose, and addressed the court in arrest of judgment ; but this motion, after considerable argument, was overruled, and the chairman sentenced the defendant to suffer three months'^ imprisonment in the Castle of York^ and to pay a fine of twenty pounds. Montgomery, w^ho had been allowed to return home, was the next day taken into custody, and conveyed by a messenger to York. To this trial Montgomery often alluded in later life, in our conversations with him. On one occasion, when a remark was made on the length of time sometimes occupied in public meetings, an individual present said he had stood twelve hours without much fatigue, hearing debates in a popular assembly. Montgomery, referring to this trial, said, '' I once sat nine hours in a court of justice, where my own case was pending. Everett : ^' You would, however, sit with feelings very different from those of a person listening to debates in which he had no interest beyond what was common to his fellow auditors." Montgomery : ^^ Of course I did; but still, mine were far from painful emotions. It was not a case of life and death — I was the hero in those days — and on that occasion especially, experienced a high degree of excitement ; indeed, a kind of bravado carried me forward. On the day after my trial, when I * The worshipful head of corporation in a neighbouring town, having been hoaxed by a letter pretending to confer upon him the dignity of knighthood for his active and loud-spoken loyalty, our poet versified and printed the story under the title of " The Mayor of Donchester." The civic functionary to whom the rhymes were supposed to apply, happening to be in court when the jury had re- tired to find their verdict, said, " If I were one of them I should pronounce him guilty without so much loss of time." 206 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. stopped at an inn between Doncaster and York, to take tea with a lady and gentleman, the thought of leaving home, under such circumstances, seemed, for the first time, so oppressive, that I gave vent to tears and wept heartily." Holland : ^' Could you show me an original copy of the song ? " Montgomery : ^' I do not possess one * : it was first published, as you are aware, by Mr. Gales, in the ' Register,' several months before the date of my offence, and I detached that number of the paper from the file to produce in evidence on my trial ; but after laying it on the table, in court, I never saw it again. Immediately after my conviction, old Cronie, a Sheffield ballad-printer, issued the obnoxious song with a mysterious substitution of asterisks for the verse on which the charge against me was founded, giving, in a note, a sly reason why he dare not reprint the whole ! but this did not lead to a prosecution of the printer, an honour to which, as he said, he could never attain." Holland: ^^ Had you really no misgiving, when you printed the song, that it might be actionable ? " Mont- gomery : ^' None at all : I never was more innocent of any evil or questionable intention in my life.'* Holland: "^ I have heard it said that when the chair- man, on your trial, sent the jury back to reconsider their verdict, he wished them to have given a more favourable one."f Montgomery: ^^ No, Sir; Taylor * Many years afterwards, when he found a copy of the song, he presented it to Mr. Holland, observing, at the same time, that on reading it over, under the influence of present feelings and circum- stances, he could hardly persuade himself that he had been prose- cuted, imprisoned, and fined for the publication of the few harm- less verses in question. f So far was this magistrate, indeed, from being kindly dis- posed towards Montgomery on this occasion, that, as the latter afterwards informed us, he made a very unnecessary remark when he announced the judgment of the court : — '' Mr. Montgomery," CONVERSATION. 207 was no friend of mine." Holland: "I thought he might perhaps have been leniently disposed^ as he was himself a Whig in politics.'' Montgomery : '' He was a Whig ; but you must recollect, that a Whig Member of Parliament arguing with his distinguished opponents in the House of Commons, and a Whig magistrate sitting on the bench, and trying a poor printer for libel, are very different cases. I still think this was one of the most unjust and unmerited prosecutions ever in- stituted, because I really intended no offence whatever. In my other prosecution, instituted by Mr. Athorpe, there was at least some pretext, because I had wounded the feelings of an individual, and that severely ; although even there I had not knowingly said any thing but the truth." Montgomery, at the period of the trial, was but just turned twenty-three years of age ; and his case, altoge- ther, was one of more than ordinary interest: an amiable and ingenious young man, whose unsuspecting conduct had betrayed him into an act which enabled his prosecutors said he, " you are a young man, and for an offence Hke yours, you may think yourself well off that you are not ordered to stand in the pillory for an hour ! " This impotent and gratuitous insult so offended Montgomery, that he resolved, should an opportunity occur, to retaliate. A short time afterwards, Mr. Taylor offered himself as a candidate for the representation of the county of York in Parliament : now was the time for Montgomery — he wrote a spirited and severe notice of the pretensions of the forensic as- pirant ; and actually had the temerity to publish this pasquinade in the "Iris," while he was under prosecution for the second indict- ment, which afterwards again subjected him to fine and imprison- ment. This paragraph either never reached its object, or he was too wise to take any notice of it; for, after Montgomery's second convic- tion, when not experiencing all the enlargement which he had been promised in the Castle-yard, he wrote a letter to the magistrate, re- questing his interference. The latter at once not only returned a polite answer, but immediately ordered the required perquisites and liberties to be allowed to the prisoner. 208 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. to punish him for the offences of another, and for which he was sentenced to suffer fine and imprisonment, while the ruin of a business, upon which he had recently entered, appeared to be contemplated and inevitable. He had, indeed, previously experienced vicissitudes and priva- tions, and had endured some obloquy ; but the horrors of a gaol were a climax of suffering, to which his deli- cate frame and, still more, his harassed and fervid mind were apparently very ill-suited. These miseries, how- ever, were not wholly without alleviation ; parties were found willing to manage his concerns ; and the testimo- nies which were, in various ways, borne to his integrity, were alike creditable to himself and his friends. It would be unpardonable not to notice, that, on the evening previous to his trial at Doncaster, an old man sought him out, not only for the purpose of administer- ing consolation, but of offering him, had he required it, more substantial aid. This individual was no other than Mr. Hunt, of Wath, who, it will be recollected, had first received the fugitive when he ran away from Mirfield. This interview was truly affecting, ^' and will ever live in the remembrance of him who can forget an injury, but not a kindness ; no father could have evinced a greater affection for a darling son ; the tears he shed were honourable to his feelings, and were the best testi- mony to the conduct and integrity of James Mont- gomery."* What his feelings, opinions, and employment were, during his incarceration, would have been a subject of speculation, had we not the means of giving this in- formation in his own words, which, we doubt not, will be read with peculiar interest. In a letter, dated Castle of York, Jan. 25th, 1795, and published in * Mirror. LETTEE IN THE '^ IRIS." 209 the ^^ Iris/' Montgomery says : '^ My trial is now past. The issue is known. To a verdict of a jury of my countrymen it is my duty to bow with the deepest reverence — to the sentence of the law it is equally my duty to submit with silent resignation. It will be time enough to murmur and repine, when I am conscious of having merited punishment for real transgressions. I will not here^ because it might be improper now, repeat what I solemnly declared in a late ' Iris ; ' neither will I retract it ; for though I cheerfully resign myself to suf- fering, I need not yet blush for my intentions. The verdict of a jury may pronounce an innocent person * Guilty;' but it will be remembered that a verdict can- not make him ^ Guilty.' .... '^ To a generous and sympathising public, which has been so exceedingly interested in my behalf, I owe a debt of gratitude which the future services of my whole life can never repay. I pledge myself never to relin- quish the cause of liberty, justice, and humanity, whilst I possess any powders of mind or body that can be advantageous to my country. ^' I should, however, be unworthy of the name of a man, if I did not, on the present occasion, feel the weight of the blow levelled against me ; but I should be still more unworthy of that character, were I to sink under it. I do feel, but I will not sink. Though all the world should forsake me, this consolation can never fail me, that the great Searcher of Hearts, whose eye watches over every atom of the universe, knows every secret intention of my soul : and when at the bar of eternal justice this cause shall again be tried, I do indulge the humble hope that his approving voice shall confirm the verdict which I feel his finger has written upon my conscience. " This hope shall bear me through my present mis- YOL. I. P 210 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. fortune : this hope shall illuminate the walls of my prison ; shall cheer my silent solitwde, and wing the melancholy hours with comfort. Meanwhile, the few months of my captivity shall not be unprofitably spent. The 'Iris' shall be conducted upon the same firm, in- dependent, and impartial principles which have secured to its editor so great a share of public patronage. Not long shall I be separated from my friends ; their re- membrance would shorten a much longer confinement. Soon shall I return to the bosom of society, and oh ! may I never deserve worse, but infinitely better of my country, than I have hitherto done." This letter displays a becoming spirit of firmness, moderation, and calmness; arid its publication pro- duced a very favourable impression on the minds of many persons not previously at all well disposed towards the writer. From the sympathy of his towns- people and others, he was constantly receiving every mitigation of which their kindness could render his punishment susceptible : inquiries after his health and wishes for his welfare were constantly and aflfectionately made ; and it must have aflforded him no small satis- faction to learn, that not only was the good will of his friends undiminished, but that the placability of his temper under this unprovoked and harsh discipline had increased their number amongst his townsmen. A key to the motives and machinations of Mont- gomery's persecutors was curiously brought to light through the writer of this paragraph : The poet thus alludes to the subject. ^' In the spring of 1839, a packet was put into my hands containing several of the original documents connected with my trial for a seditious libel at Doncaster, in 1795. Among these there is a letter, signed by the Duke of Portland, his Majesty's Secretary of State for the Home Department, addressed to a ma- EXTRACT FROM PROSECUTING COUNSEL'S BRIEF. 211 gistrate of this neighbourhood (Sheffield), apparently in answer to a communication from the latter, wherein his Grace approves of the several steps taken against the song-seller and myself, accompanied by some statesman-^ like hints respecting further proceedings. There are several letters from Mr. White^ the Solicitor to the Treasury, to the attorney for the prosecution here [Mr. Brookfield] ; in one of which the latter is authorised to give briefs to three counsel named, ^ with the Attorney- General's compliments.' Thus I learned that I had actually suifered — not to say enjoyed — the honour of a state prosecution. Another document is the Sheffield solicitor's bill of costs, at full length, indorsed, ^ Rex v. Montgomery. G. B.'s hill^ QQl. 8^. 2d. : Mr. White paid this.' What Mr. White himself, and the Attorney- General, afterwards Lord Eldon, received, I know not. There are several other memoranda of no signification now. But the most precious of these ancient manu- scriptSj rescued as unexpectedly from hopeless per- dition as any classic treasure from the ruins of Her- culaneum, is a fragment of the original draft of the brief delivered to the counsel for the prosecution. From this I make the following extract. After some high-seasoned vituperation of my predecessor, the scribe proceeds thus: — '^ ' The prisoner (myself) for a long time acted as his (Mr. G.'s) amanuensis,' — the next seven words ex- press an after-thought, being interpolated in the drafts — ' and occasionally wrote essays for the newspaper.' Since he has been the ostensible manager and pro- prietor of the ' Iris,' he has pursued the same line of conduct, and his printing office has been precisely of the same stamp.' This refers to a charge in a fore- going clause, respecting Mr. G.'s office, that from it ^ all the inflammatory and seditious resolutions, pamph- p 2 212 MEMOIKS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. lets^ and papers issued' of the political societies in Sheffield. The paragraph goes on, referring to myself: ^ Without calling in question the names or characters of some of his principal supporters who ought to act differently, suffice it to say, that this prosecution is carried on chiefly with a view of putting a stop to the meetiiigs of the associated clubs i7i Sheffield ; and it is hoped that if we are fortunate enough to succeed in convicting the prisoner, it will go a great way towards curbing the insolence they have uniformly manifested, and particularly since the late acquittals.' Thus," concludes Montgomery, ^^ after the lapse of nearly half a century, the true key to the measures of my adver- saries against me is found :' ' * and thus, it may be added, do the ^^ side-lights of history " become instructive and important.* * Works, p. 140. 213 CHAP. XVII. 1795. MONTGOMERY AND THE GAOLER. — THE "ENTHUSIAST" RESUMED. — REDHEAD YORKE. VERSES " TO CELIA." ADDRESS FROM DEBATING SOCIETY, AND THE POET'S ANSWER. HIS RELEASE FROM PRISON. — ADDRESS TO THE READERS OF THE " IRIS." THE " WHISPERER." PUBLICATION AND SUPPRESSION OF THE VOLUME. — CONVER- SATION RELATIVE TO IT. ARCHDEACON WRANGHAM's COPY. — BUR- LESQUE WRITING. DISSOLUTION OF PARTNERSHIP. He had not been long '^in residence ^^ at York, before he learnt that he might, on soliciting the governor, have the privilege of walking in the Castle-yard. Not feel- ing inclined to ask a favour in that quarter, he con- tented himself with the prescribed morning perambula- tions, and his progress to and from the place of worship (then the Court Room, a fire having just before taken place in the Chapel). One morning, during service, Mont- gomery noticed, incidentally, that he was an object of some curiosity to two strange gentlemen who had got into the Court Room. Soon after his return to his ^Men," as he termed the cell, Mr. Clayton^, the keeper of the Castle, came in, and addressed the poet in terms so much obscured by the vehemence with which he spoke that it was some time before Montgomery could com- * This person, who was for many years the governor of York Castle, had originally gone there, in the first place, as a debtor from Sheffield, passing, after his enlargement, through various sub- ordinate situations of trust to the responsible office alluded to. F 3 214 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. preliend the relation in whicli he stood to the matter of Mr. Turnkey's wrath. It turned out, however, that his object was to apologise to his prisoner for the man- ner in which he understood the latter had been insulted during Divine service that morning, ending with the expression of free leave to him to walk in the yard, a privilege of which he thenceforward constantly availed himself. Who the strangers were, or whether they had really in any way misconducted themselves, was never otherwise known to Montgomery ; but to the report that they had done so he was indebted for a favour which formed no small ingredient in what might be called his prison comforts. Amongst other amusements of his prison hours, he resumed the composition of a series of essays, entitled the ^^ Enthusiast.^' ^' After a silence of five months," says he, ^' I have found my tongue again, and in a place of great security too, under the sure protection of lock and key. Now, when a person gets fairly over head and ears in a prison, he has nothing else to do but to make himself as merry and as comfortable as he can." He then proceeds, in a somewhat jocose strain, to de- scant on the brevity of life, and the folly of making it still more brief by neglecting to enjoy what ice may^ because we cannot enjoy what lue ivould^ which he thus humorously illustrates: — ^^ Because life is short, you will not enjoy it ; because a glass of wine does not con- tain a gallon, you will perish for thirst rather than drink it ! When I was a child I broke the bones of my hobby- horse because it was not a race-horse ; and what do you think I did next? Why, sir, I sat down and cried my heart out of my eyes, because I had neither the wooden nor the living horse ! Now this was acting like a man — at least such a man as you are. My good grand- mother, a notable interpreter of dreams and omens, laid HENRY REDHEAD YORKE. 215 down her prayer-book, took off her spectacles, and cast- ing such a look, first at me, and then at the poker, whilst she smote her breast, with inimitable pathos, ex- claimed, ^^ My Moonshine ivas riever^ made for this nsoorld! " My pious grandmother was woefully mistaken in this, as well as in many other matters respecting me. For, upon my conscience, I have lived in the world to this very day, and have found so many high roads and by- paths, so many mountains, valleys, rocks, rivers, lakes, seas, forests, deserts, gardens, glades, meadows, ups and dowais, heres and theres, straight and curved lines, points, angles, triangles, circles, squares, superficies, and a thousand other et ccetera^ that I am sometimes inclined to despair of ever finding my way out again." In this manner could he occasionally trifle amidst the gloom and solitude of a prison ; but tliis was an af- fected and fictitious hilarity, courted and indulged only to beguile the heart from the contemplation and pres- sure of real grief. At this time, Henry Redhead Yorke was confined in the Castle on a committal for high treason : on this charge being abandoned for the minor one of sedition, the ofiender, while he lost by the change what was very important to him — six-and-eightpence a day for his maintenance — obtained a degree of enlargement, which enabled him to visit Montgomery in his room. On one of these occasions, he asked the poet what book he was reading. ^^ Gil Bias," was the reply. ^^ Ah !" said Yorke, taking up the volume, and turning to the second chapter, where the hero gives so amusing an account of his supper and of his companion in the town of Pennaflor, '' I have resembled that simple fool Signor Gil Bias de Santillane in his conduct at the inn — spoiled by the extravagant flattery of para- sites and hypocrites, none of whom had the honesty of P 4 216 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. the Cavalier in seeking to make me the wiser for their tricks ; but I have read the lesson to myself." A person from Leeds having just at this moment called to see Montgomery, beckoned him aside, and asked him whether he thought Yorke needed and would accept of pecuniary assistance ? The reply being in the affirma- tive, he gave Montgomery five guineas^ which the latter lianded to Yorke, who received the money with a gush of tears^ which showed, as the relator said to us, that ^^ he had a heart after all." To the inquiries of a friend, Montgomery thus re- plies in a letter : — ^^ To your kind queries I answer, that I have been very much indisposed all the last week, but am considerably better now. I use as much exercise as I can in my room, and, notwithstanding the severity of the season, generally keep my window open all day ; and, indeed, spend many hours at it, admiring the very pretty prospect into the country which lies before it. I have particularly fallen very deeply in love with a loooden windmill^ which, though at the dis- tance of two miles, is very amusing company to me, and preaches very emphatically de vanitate mundi et fiiga seculoritm.^ Among other expressions of sympathy, he received a consolatory letter, of a sober and judicious character, written by an unknown individual, and signed Celia. To this effusion he replied in a copy of verses, which are not printed in his works, though not altogether un- worthy of preservation in this place : — " To Celia. " Where sorrow and solitude reign, Reclined on my elbow I sit, And turn o'er the leaves of my brain. But can neither find comfort nor wit. ^ Concerning the vanity of the world and the flight of time. VERSES TO ^^ CELIA." 217 My Robin, poor fellow ! too soon Returned to the green budding grove, And, clearing his pipe into tune. The pretty rogue 's fall'n into love. " In his mate and his little ones blest, How merry the warbler will be ! He'll perch near his moss-woven nest, And carol a song about me. Next winter when tempests awake. He'll peck at yon window in vain, Sweet Robin ! almost for thy sake, I shall sigh for my prison again. ^^Hark! — shi'ill, and sonorous around, The trumpet's dread summons I hear^, Death's voice in the blood chilling sound Assaults the pale murderer's ear. What horror must stiflTen his veins! At the pomp and the thunder of law, Guilt shudders and clings to his chains; E'en innocence trembles with awe. " Such mournful reflections as these, ^ To agony turned every thought; When lo! at the music of keys I start — and a letter is brought ! — O Celia ! how soothing your art ! So sweetly pathetic you write. Every syllable steals to the heart. And melts it with pensive delight. '' The nightingale sitting forlorn, Whose music enamours the vale. Leans his breast on the point of the thorn, While telling his eloquent tale. * Every morning during the assizes trumpets proclaim the en- trance of the judges. These lines were written on the day when Celia s letter was received, and just at the time when sentence of death had been pronounced upon a murderer, and his wife, in violent fits, was carried by near the window of the writer. 218 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. His feelings this moment are mine, And O ! could I borrow his strain, Even bright as my numbers would shine, They would rival your letter in vain. " Your beautiful letter, replete With elegance, modesty, ease ! Soft graces ! how seldom they meet, But oh ! when they meet, how they please ! The charms of your delicate mind, So fair in this mirror are shown, — One fault, and one only, I find — Dear Celia! why are you unknown? " Castle of York, March 7. 1795." As the appeal in the concluding line of these verses produced no immediate response, and as Montgomery never afterwards heard anything of this pseudonymous friend, he ultimately inclined to the conclusion that it was some person of his own sex, the import of the sig- nature to the contrary notwithstanding. Debating Societies^ ^ as they were called, were very numerous about this period. Their design, when not political, was, that the members should occasionally, or statedly, meet together for the purpose of discussing subjects connected with morality, literature, and science. One of these associations existed at Sheffield, and was denominated, the ^' Society of the Friends of Litera- ture;" of this Montgomery was a member. During his imprisonment they prepared and transmitted an address to him, of which the following is the concluding * These societies were soon afterwards suppressed by order of government ; for political topics becoming the subjects of discussion, they were considered as seminaries of disloyalty and sedition : but many of the master-spirits of the multitude received a bias in these meetings, which influenced their good as well as their evil genius through life. ANSWER TO AN ADDRESS. 219 paragraph : — ^^ Be assured. Sir, that we esteem you as a brother, torn from us for awhile by the strong hand of the law ; and we anxiously look forward to the time when you shall emerge from your cell, and return to the bosom of your friends. Though that time be but comparatively short, we are w^ell aware that the moments are cheerless and languid which are passed within the dreary confines of a prison. Yet, as an anchor to rest upon, we wish you to keep in mind, that it is better to be sentenced for a supposed crime, and be innocent, than to be acquitted of a real one, and be guilty. God, Truth, and Conscience are for you ; who, then, can be against you ? Your sentence is an eulogy, your prison is a palace." This Address was signed by John Pye Smith*, as President of the Society. Montgomery in reply, says : ^^ Gentlemen, I am equally unaccustomed to pay or to receive compliments. Friendship disclaims all idle forms of words, and flowing from the heart, speaks only to the heart ; accept therefore, in one word, my Thanks for the sympathising and cordial address v.hich you have so generously voted to a suffering brother. The approbation of those persons who compose the Society of Friends of Literature would be highly gratifying to the man of sensibility, even in the happiest and brightest periods of his life. To a person like me, languishing in solitude, it yields the most delightful and affecting consolation. Present griefs vanish between the memory of past and the anticipation of future enjoyments ^^ The generous and affecting conclusion of your Ad- dress has made a deep impression upon my heart, * Afterwards well known and esteemed as a theological tutor and writer. We sliall presently meet with his name again. 220 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERT. Whilst you entertain such sentiments of my conduct, I have no reason to complain of my lot, severe as it may seem. I am cheerful, I am happy under it. But oh ! how^ much more happy wdll be the day v^hen I shall again return, if health permit, to your peaceful community, to renew in your society, and with your assistance, the pleasing pursuits of elegant, rational, and moral improvement in the arts that adorn, the sciences that enlighten, and the virtues that enlarge the soul ; pursuits far more congenial to the tenor of my mind than the bustle of public strife, or the dissonance of party politics." On the 16th of April, Montgomery was released from his captivity in the Castle of York; and in a few days found himself once more in the bosom of his friends, and filling his editorial situation in Sheffield. Spring was dropping her flowers, and breathing sweets around ; and these new-born delights of the vernal season the poet enjoyed with an exquisite relish at all times — how much more under present circumstances ! A curious mis- take connected with the history of his restoration to per- sonal freedom has been published. In the^^ Table Talk" of William Hazlitt (vol. i. p. 371.) occurs the following passage : — ^^Mr. Montgomery, the ingenious and amiable poet, after he had been shut up in solitary confinement for a year and a half for printing the Duke of Rich- mond's Letter on Reform, when he first walked out in the narrow path of the adjoining field was seized with an apprehension that he should fall over it ; as if he had trod on the brink of an abrupt precipice." Thus far the essayist. ^^ Now," says the poet, in a memorandum with which he favoured us, and afterwards printed, '^ there is not one expression of pure fact in this anecdote, which, nevertheless, was intended to be the truth throughout, believed to be so, and published to HIS REPLY TO HAZLITT'S STATEMENT. 221 excite compassion towards the sufferer. 1 never printed the Duke of Richmond's Letter on Reform^ ; I was never shut up for a year and a half in solitary confine- ment ; and I never felt any fear of falling over the edge of a narrow path through a flat field. It might be concluded from the foregoing story that I had been immured in a dark cell, and loaded with chains, till my eye could not bear the- light without giddiness, and my limbs were paralysed for want of exercise. The iron did, indeed, ' enter into my soul,^ but it went no further y • — it never touched my person — the nearest part of a man to himself under some circumstances. It is true that I was twice imprisoned, for three and six months, in the course of ' a year and a half.' Now, during the first term, the room which I occupied overlooked the Castle walls, and gave me ample views of the adjacent country, then passing through the changes of aspect w^hich Nature assumes from the depth and forlornness of winter to the first blooms of a promising spring. From my window I was daily in the habit of marking these, and dwelt with peculiar delight on the well- known walk by the river Ouse, where stood a long range of full-grown trees, beyond which, on the left hand, lay certain pasture fields that led towards- a wooden windmill, propt upon one leg, on a little emi- nence ; and the motion and configuration of whose arms, as the body vs^as occasionally turned about, east, west, north, and south, to meet the wind from every point, proved the source of very humble but very dear pleasure to one with whom it was even as a living * In 1794, Daniel Holt, a printer of Newark, was imprisoned two years for republishing a handbill which Mr. Pitt and the Duke of Richmond had printed, advocating a Reform in Parliament. It was evidently some recollection of this transaction which was mixed up in Hazlitt's mind with the case of Montgomery. 222 MEMOIES OF JAMES MONTGOMEEY. tiling, — the companion of liis eye and the inspirer of his thoughts, having more than once suggested grave meditations on the vanity of the w^orld, and the flight of time. ^^ During such reveries, I often purposed that my first ramble, on recovery of my freedom, should be down by that river, under those trees, across the fields beyond, and away to the windmill. And so it came to pass. One fine morning, in the middle of April, I was liberated. Immediately afterwards I sallied forth, and took my walk in that direction, — from whence, with feelings which none but an emancipated captive can fully understand, I looked hack upon the Castle walls, and to the window of that very chamber from which I had been accustomed to look forward^ both with the eye and with hope, upon the ground w^hich I was now treading, with a spring in my step as though the very soil were elastic under my feet. While I was thus traversing the fields^ not with any apprehension of falling over the verge of the narrow footpath, but from mere wantonness of instinct, in the joy of liberty long wished for, and, though late, come at last, I wilfully diverged from the track, crossing it now to the right, then to the left, like a butterfly fluttering here and there, making a long course and little way, just to prove my legs, that they were no longer under restraint, but might tread ivhere and Jioiv they pleased ; and that I myself was in reality abroad again in the world, — not gazing at a section of landscape over stone walls that might not be scaled ; nor, when, in the Castle* yard, the ponderous gates, or the small wicket, hap- pened to be opened to let in or let out visitors or cap- tives, looking up the street from a particular point which might not be passed. Now to some wise people this may appear very childish, even in such a stripling ADDRESS TO READERS OF THE ^^ IRIS." 223 as I then was ; but the feeling was pure and natural ; and the expression innocent and graceful^ as every un- sophisticated emotion and its spontaneous manifest- ation must be ; however much, on cool reflection, a prudent man, with the eyes of all the world upon him, might choose to conceal the one and repress the other. Be this as it may, having once or twice men- tioned the frolic in company, I know not through how many mouths it may have transmigrated before it reached Mr. Hazlitt in the form under which he has presented it." On the 23rd of April, the editor of the Iris paid his respects to the public through the medium of that paper. This article is written with admirable temper ; and if the trial itself could or ought to be forgotten by others, doubtless Montgomery would have been tlie last to wish that it should ever be recalled ; and the authors of these pages might have felt equally loth to awake a painful remembrance. It is, however, too prominent and notorious a feature in the early life of Montgomery, , and too indicative of the spirit of the times in which he lived, to be hastily passed over : — ^ ^^ After having repeatedly troubled the public upon the subject of my late prosecution, I feel pleasure in the hope, that this may be the last occasion which shall require me to awaken the memory of that event in the minds of the readers of the ' Iris.' I come not forward now to complain of wrongs, of injuries, or of oppression. I do not intend to represent myself as the victim of private malice and private interest. I will not censure the verdict of an English jury. Yet after having severely suffered under the sentence of the law, I can with equal truth and sincerity declare that the weight of my misfortune has not been aggravated by the consciousness of «-uilt. And, although my innocence had remained for ever unknown, or unacknowledged by all the world, yet the 224 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMEHY. clear conviction of having always endeavoured to act upon honest and liberal principles, vs^ould alone have animated and supported me under deeper afflictions than even those which have lately surrounded me. If, during the period of my punishment, I have passed some melancholy hours; if I have even sometimes, in the bitterness of low spirits, re- pined and murmured at my lot, it was not that the gloom of a prison, or the horrors of solitude, awoke any pangs of re- morse for past offences, or any agonising apprehensions, lest undivulged crimes might yet burst into light, and overwhelm me in confusion and despair ; but all the uneasy sensations I occasionally felt proceeded from the natural infirmities of a weak irritable disposition. Had I been really guilty, a duno;eon would have been a welcome asvlum. There, in silence and darkness, I would have retired to hide my infamy from the world, and, if possible, even from myself. Nay, I would rather have gone down into an untimely grave, than dared again to disturb, with my presence, the peaceful circle of society, from which I have been undeservingly banished. But it was otherwise with me. The generous sympathy of many, very many friends, the prevailing sentiment of the public concerning my conduct, and my misfortune, and the conscious approbation of my own heart rendered my con- finement less irksome, and far more agreeable than I could have expected. As I feel no reason to blush for its cause, I shall never regret my imprisonment. I have no wish to complain of any temporary inconveniences or mortifications to which my late prosecution has exposed me : for even my enemies have triumphed less over my fall than I could have hoped from their former disposition towards me, while the generous indulgence and esteem, however little merited, of the humane and the virtuous, have most abundantly com- pensated for all my sufferings. One solicitude only remains, and while gratitude glows in my heart the solicitude will for ever remain, that I may not prove myself unworthy of that share of public and private kindness which I have experienced in my prison, and which has met me on my return. " I now more than ever feel it to be my duty to devote ADDRESS TO READEKS OF TUE ^^IRIS." 225 my best abilities, small as they are, to the obedience of my God, and to the service of my friends and my country. My judgment may possibly mislead me, but, while I have no other aim in the exercise of it than to arrive at truths I will not fear any consequences which may follow from pursuing the best dictates of my heart. I am not conscious of being influenced by any of those violent principles which have been imputed to me : on the other hand, I detest the spirit of party wherever it appears. And, whilst I hope I can make reasonable allowances for the prejudices of others, I am determined never to sacrifice to those prejudices, on any side of any question, the independence of my own mind. Whatever some persons may say or think of me, no man is a firmer friend either to his king or his country than myself. But I look upon loyalty and patriotism, to be best evinced by supporting such measures, and such only, as have a tendency to rectify abuses, and to establish the true honour and happiness of Britain on the solid basis of Justice, Peace, and Liberty All private resentment and animosity, against those who have hitherto been my enemies and persecutors, I have left behind in my prison ; and may they never escape thence ! If I cannot obtain, I will, at least, endeavour to deserve, the public favour. If I fail of success, I shall still console myself with the idea that there has been a time when I not only served but suffered for my country. "J. Montgomery." Finding, we presume^ that it might be dangerous to hold the high tone of an ^* Enthusiast," in which cha- racter some of his friends thought they could occasion- ally perceive a playfully-sketched portrait of the mind of Montgomery himself, he commenced at this period a new series of essays, under the designation of '^ The Whisperer, or Hints and Speculations, by Gabriel Sil- vertongue, Gent.,"* with a motto from Propertius, — * '' The 'Whisperer' is at present in the hands of my partner and myself: the first essay was the joint production of both our heads VOL. I. Q 22G MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. ^^ Blandos audire susurros.'^ These lucubrations were afterwards collected by the author^ and published in a volume, '^ By J. Johnson, Saint Paul's Church Yard, London, 1798." We shall here anticipate a little the order of time, to notice a few circumstances connected with the history of this work. However interested persons in general are about the secresy supposed to pertain to whispering^ this volume w^as not extensively circulated ; hence, while the ^' Prison Amusements" are frequently to be met with in indiffer- ent hands, these susurrant essays, being of a less popular cast, are not to be found except in the book-cases of a few particular friends of the writer ; nor perhaps would it now be possible to obtain a set at any price. This scarcity, as will appear from the following conversations, originated almost entirely with Montgomery himself. Everett: ^^ Do you think, sir, it is within the reach of possibility to procure a copy of the ^Whisperer?'" Montgomery : ^' I do not think it is; and if I had one, I would not give it to you." Everett: ^^But if a gift be out of the question, could one be purchased?" Montgomery : ^^The work is not, I believe, to be met with at any price, — if it was, I should willingly pay for copies, and burn them. A great buyer of rare and curious books * told me that he had been in quest of a ^Whisperer' for three years, and could not succeed; he at length laid his hand on a mutilated copy, and re- quested me to enable him to supply the deficiencies in his transcript. I told him that as he had procured the and hands, and if any future paper should be marked X, it will stand in the same predicament. The third paper, marked S, and all in future signed with any of the letters in Sophron, will be the production of my partner." — Letter to Aston^ June 22. 1795. * The late Eev. and Ven. Francis AVrangham, Archdeacon of Cleveland, a true lover of rare books. CONVERSATION RESPECTING THE ^^ WHISPERER." 227 greater party and I could not prevent him from retain- ing it, he should have a perfect book ; and I gave him the last I had, with the exception of one which is so blotted, crossed, and otherwise written upon, that should it survive me, which is not likely, nobody will be able to make it out ; and that escaped volume he pos- sesses." Holland: ''\ offered seven shillings for a mutilated copy of the ^ Prison Amusements,' a few days since ; but the owner would not part with it at any price, and much less with a copy of the ^ Whisperer,' which he also showed me." Montgomery: '^ If I have a duplicate of the former I will give it to you. I sent one to Mr. Wrangham." Holland: '^Was the ^Whis- perer' issued from your office^ without your name either as author, printer, or publisher?" Montgomeri) : ^^I only inserted Johnson's name on the title-page, as it was not at that time required by the law that any other should be there. I printed 500 copies." Everett: ^^What became of the bulk of the edition?" Montgomery : ^^ I sent fifty copies to Sir Richard Phillips, for which he never accounted to me ; I suppose they were sold at his bankruptcy : and I disposed of about fifty more in Shefiield." Everett: ^^And what of the remainder?" Montgomery: " I told Miss E. Gales that I would give them to her, if she could dispose of them as waste paper, in any way that might secure their destruction. She sold them to a poulterer to singe fowls with ! And for that purpose," continued he, significantly, " Mrs. D' Amour* said they were admirably adapted, being * Her husband, a native of Antwerp, had lived, when young, in service at Gordon Castle, and told a number of anecdotes of the various illustrious personages whom he had seen there. In 1836 ''Memoirs of Mr. Matthias D'Amour,'' a volume of 215 paf^es, was published at Sheffield, and dedicated to " James Mont- gomery, Esq., the ornament of literature, the patron of humble q2 228 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. printed on good writing-paper^ made from linen rags." Holland: ^' That was certainly somewhat in the Caliph Omar's manner of taking vengeance of offensive books." On another occasion, when taking tea with Montgomery, at the house of Mr. T. Branson, solicitor, the subject was again introduced. Holland : '^ I have a copy of the ' Whisperer ' b}^ me, which I am to retain for an indefinite period; and I have been reading to-day the paper entitled the ^ Cottage.^" Montgomery: ^^Doyou mean the ' Siege of the Cottage V I wrote that when I was about nineteen years of age." Holland: ^^ No, sir ; I mean that ' Cottage ' which you have rendered so affecting as containing a death-bed scene." Mont- gomery : *^ I certainly wrote it in what I thought my best manner at that time. The out-door scene is laid in this neighbourhood." Everett: "I have always thought so. My imagination has often identified the landscape on the edge of the moors, about five miles west of Sheffield, with the graphic delineations of your pen in the ^Cottage' story." Here the author's coun- tenance brightened, and his eyes sparkled with pleasing surprise, as though some delightful emotions had been awakened in his breast ; he was evidently glad that the glowing description was sufficiently accurate to be thus realised, and said, ^^ Aye, how came you to know that?" Everett: ^^ You seem scarcely to give me credit for making the discovery; yet who that is w^ell acquainted with the neighbourliood, can help fixing upon the very spot referred to ?" Montgomery : '' Well, that is singu- lar ; and I am glad you have named it. Near the five- mile stone^ in the situation you describe, is certainly merit, and the friend of all men ; by his obliged and obedient ser- vants, Matthias D'Amour and Paul Eodgers." The latter, osten- sibly the amanuensis of the worthy ex -poulterer, was really the author of tlie book. CONVERSATION RESPECTING THE '' WHISPERER." 229 the identical spot I had in my mind when I wrote that paper." Turning to Mr. Holland, he asked, '' Will you send me that copy of the ^Whisperer' which you possess?" Holland: '^ With pleasure, sir, if you will promise it safe conduct back again." ISlontgomerij : ^'\ will promise you to burn it." Holland : ^' Then I pro- mise you, you shall not have it. Mr. Everett, there, could scarcely forgive Mrs. E. because she objected to copy the whole volume with a pen !" Montgomery : ^'1 should hardly have forgiven her if she Jiad done so." Everett : '' I have commenced the work myself." Mont^ gomery : '^ You might be much better employed." Eve- rett : '^ As you once told me that Archdeacon Wrang- ham had two copies, a mutilated and a perfect one, I spoke to the Rev. Francis Hall to endeavour to procure for me the former, and have a faint hope of obtaining it." Montgomery: ^^ You will not succeed. I sent Mr. W. a perfect copy, trusting to his word of honour to burn the other, according to my request ; and he afterwards informed me he had done so.* It is a little remark- able, that, while he was lingering over the fire with the book^ he thought he would compare them ; and fortu- nate it was for him that he did so, for the copy which I gave him wanted two leaves, which the mutilated one contained: these, of course, were reserved." Everett: " In reference to that quarter, then, mine is not barely hope deferred^ but hope destroyed." Montgomery : ^' The * " Dear Sir, — You may rely upon my burning the fragment in my possession, unless you would rather, when you come (as per engagement) to visit us next summer, attend the pyre yourself. Pray let the remaining part of the volume be sent by some early opportunity, sealed up : it will reach me (I doubt not) safely. Your oblio-ed and faithful friend, F. Wrangham.— i/wZ^^5 etfelices. — Humanby, Dec. 25. 1820. " J. Montgomery, Esq., Sheffield." 230 MEMOIKS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. copy which I possess, and the interlineations in which I alone can decipher, I purpose some day to destroy ; but it will probably be one of my last acts, as I wish to keep it a little longer by me, as something might occur which would require a reference to it. My publishers liave often importuned me to furnish them with matter for a volume of prose^ and some of the papers, new modelled, might then be employed. When the * Whisperer ' was written, I was bewildered in a fond- ness for burlesque writing, but I was happily soon saved from it." Holland : '^ You would probably have suc- ceeded in that style if you had cultivated your talent in it." Montgomery: *^ It is at the best a dangerous talent, and success is not often attended with credit." It was some time about 1790, that Montgomery began to yield to this disposition to imitate humorous and burlesque authors: taking for his models in verse La Fontaine, and Hall Stevenson the prototype of Peter Pindar. He happily soon returned to the higher and purer walks of poetry, in which he ever afterwards con- tinued ; always speaking with evident disgust of ^^ Crazy Tales, and other abominable productions" by the same hand. He apologised on one occasion at a public meeting, when giving a quotation from the facetious and profane Rabelais, for being thus found in company with the author of '' that strange and inco- herent romance, the ^ History of Gargantua and Pan- tagruel,' — a satire on priests, popes, fools, and knaves.*' Though the playfulness observable in the ^^ Whisperer" did not comport with the gravity of his maturer years, his chief moral objection to it arose from the apparent levity occasionally manifested in the application of texts of Scripture. The proprietorship of the ^^Iris," up to July 3rd, 1795, had been a co-partnery between James Mont- DISSOLUTION OF PARTNERSHIP. 231 gomery and Benjamin Naylor ; a dissolution of which now took place, and devolved the sole responsibility of the paper on the former. The ostensible, and probably, on Naylor's part, the real ground of this early sepa- ration was, that he had fallen in love with and was anxious to marry a young lady, whose friends made their consent conditional on his giving up his con- nection with the ^^Iris." Although it would only have been fair, under ordinary circumstances, for the volur,- tarily outgoing partner to have borne some portion of the losses of the concern, he did not do so in this case. Montgomery, indeed, considered ^that 900/. was more nearly the value of the property at this time than 1600/., yet, as the latter sum had been at first paid for it, an engagement was given for the money ; and although the purchaser considered the terms somewhat hard, a few years of industry and prosperity enabled him to liquidate the bond. q4 232 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. CHAP. XVIII. 1795. REFORMERS OF 1794 AND 1832. — STATE OF THINGS IN SHEFFIELD AT THE FORMER PERIOD. — RIOT IN THE STREETS, AND FATAL MILITARY INTERFERENCE. — ACCOUNT OF THE AFFAIR IN THE " IRIS." — ANO- NYMOUS SLANDERER. — MONTGOJVIERY CHARGED WITH A LIBEL ON COLONEL ATHORPE. — LETTER TO ASTON. — HYMN ON THE FOUNDA- TION OF CLUB MILL. — CLOSING YEAR's ADDRESS IN THE " IRIS." Whatever opinions may be entertained on tlie politics of the period to which our attention has just been directed, or however the part which Montgomery took, or was charged with taking in the movement, may be applauded or condemned, no inference can be more unfair than that which assumes to justify the Reformers of 1794 by the passing of the Reform Bill in 1832. It is evident that mav be remedial in one state of things, which may be destructive in another. And in the body politic, as in the human constitution, a '^ knowledge of the disease" is not more necessary than a consideration of the state of the patient; and the surgeon who should attempt to perform a capital opera- tion in the niidst of high fever, would be at least as guilty of mala pi^axis as he who should lose the life entrusted to him through negligence or timidity. The supplantation of James 11. by William III. in the throne of these realms was, in reality, as it is com- monly called, a '^ Glorious Revolution;" and mercury is, in truth as well as in terms, a ^Mieroic" medicine; SHEFFIELD IN 1794. 233 but the former ought no more to be emulated than the latter ought to be ^^ exhibited" in every case. Whether the state doctors of the former or the latter of the above-mentioned periods were most skilful, we need not decide — history has recorded which were most successful. That picture of the political state of the town of Sheffield which we have previously attempted to sketch, and which is strikingly portrayed in the '^ State Trials/' was at this time constantly present to the view, and in still more glowing colours to the imaginations, of persons who were the friends of good order in general, as well as those who were officially entrusted with the preser- vation of the peace of the place. Apprehensions of tumult, from the dearness of provisions, the lamentable want of trade, and the irritating presence of the mili- tary, were constantly entertained. ^^ Suspicion, distrust, and hatred, took place for a time of that friendly and unanimous spirit, and that absence of bigotry, religious or political, which in better times had honourably dis- tinguished the inhabitants of Sheffield ; accidental cir- cumstances contributed to inflame political jealousies ; and, on one melancholy occasion, a volunteer corps, which had been raised in the town, were drawn out in the streets, when two of their townsmen were killed by a discharge of musketry." * This serious aflair, so aggravating to the social mis- trust, was not likely to pass quietly over; neighbour had hastily shed his neighbour's blood ; and the guilt of this sad affair popular indignation was not slow in charging upon the commanding officer. In this sen- timent, Montgomery, in an article which we shall pre- sently quote, was unfortunately conceived to concur. He had, a few weeks before, when describing the im- * Hunter's Hallamshire, p. 128. 234 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. posing military spectacle of a mock engagement on a neighbouring moor, expressed ^^ a fervent wish that every field of action in future may prove as bloodless and innocent as Brinsworth Common ; that our country- men may never find any other use for their weapons, than to brandish them in the sun and fire them in the air, as they did upon this memorable day ; that every battle may be fought in the presence of the ladies ; and that those ladies may feel only such honourable sensa- tions as they felt in beholding this conflict. We feel no prejudice against the military dress, but we cannot help thinking that it is a pity to defile such elegant habiliments with blood." Alas ! that this deprecation of conflict — this prophecy of hope — was not realised ! but that the blood and the lives of their townsmen should ever have tarnished with a stain those weapons which otherwise had been, after twenty years of honourable possession, resigned in their guiltless and maiden lustre to rust and oblivion, when the men who had wielded them ceased to be a regiment! The account of the disturbance alluded to must now be given in Mont- gomery's own words, as it appeared in the ^^Iris" of August 7th : — " On Tuesday evening, a disturbance, trifling indeed in its comroencement, but dreadful in its progress, and fatal in its consequences, happened ia this town. The privates of Colonel Cameron's newly raised regiment refused to disperse after the evening exercise. The colonel remonstrated with them upon the impropriety of their conduct, but the men in return complained that part of their bounty-money had been hitherto withheld, and arrears of their pay were due. Of the justice of this complaint we cannot pretend to speak; but in consequence of this circumstance, a number of people assembled in Norfolk Street, and upon the parade. jR. A. Athorpe^ Esq.y Colonel of the Volimteers^ ivho had been 'pre- ACCOUNT OF THE PJOT IN THE ^^IRIS." 235 viously orderedto hold themselves iii readiness^ noio appeared at their head^ and^ in a peremptory tone^ commanded the people instantly to disperse^ lohich not being immediately complied with^ a person^ ivho shall be nameless, plunged icith his horse among the unarmed^ defenceless people, andiooiinded with his sword men, women, and children promiscuously. The people murmured, and fell back in confusion. Tlie Riot Act was read. The people ran to and fro, scarcely one in a hundred knowing what was meant by these dreadful measures ; when, an hour being expired, the volunteers fired upon their townsmen with bullets, and killed two persons upon the spot * ; several others were wounded, and the rest fled on every side in consternation. The whole town was alarmed, and continued in a state of agitation all night long. It is our duty to say, that^ during the whole of this bloody business, no violence was committed upon any man's person or property by the people, no symptoms of a riotous disposi- tion were manifested, except by some enraged individuals, who threw a few stones, by which several of the volunteers were bruised." On the appearance of this statement, collected, as the facts were, amidst all the consternation and ill-feeling produced by such an event, and published after an interval of only one day, Montgomery was assailed by * Joe Mather, a coarse local poetaster, and not, it seems, worth a prosecution, thus alluded at the time to the doings of the Colo- nel and his soldiers in this fatal fray : — " This armed banditti, filled with spleen, At his command, like bloodhounds keen, In fine, to crown the horrid scene, A shower of bullets fired ; The consequence was deep distress, More widows, and more fatherless ; TTie Devil hlush'd, and did confess, 'T was viore than he required!'*'' We have heard Montgomery advert to the striking sentiment in the last two hues of the stanza. 236 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. a torrent of abuse in the *^ Courant" newspaper for some weeks : the anonymous writer of these scurrilities pro- voked from the Editor of the ^^Iris" more keenness and personal altercation than he ever manifested on any- similar occasion. The truth was, a prosecution for libel was threatened against Montgomery for the pub- lication of the foregoing account : and the person who had the cruelty to taunt him with his imprisonment, and the meanness to shelter, behind an initial, a name not unguessed and an enmity not unfelt by Mont- gomery, was striving by every means in his power to irritate the wound which, however unintentionally, was said to have been inflicted on a military oflicer, acting in his public character. Adverting to this afiair several years after, he ob- served, '^ I was looking over the papers the other day, in which the controversy respecting Mr. Athorpe is found. There are many terms employed of which I am now ashamed — though no worse than what my antagonist deserved. I resolved, when I became an editor, never to commence a personal attack, but if I ever should be attacked, to repel it with all my might ; and this I did in that case." Being asked whether he knew who his antagonist was, he replied, ^' He was an Irishman, who signed himself B., but whose proper name was Bible — a name, by the way, of which he was not worthy. He was only a sojourner in Sheffield, and the public knew very little of him. It was apparently to him a matter of astonishment that I had the audacity thus to speak of a magistrate : with this he commenced, and the controversy was kept up four weeks." In a letter to Aston, by the hand of Miss Sarah Gales, dated August 13th, Montgomery says, "The truth is, I am at present in a very warm place at Shef- field, and am most furiously threatened with a new pro- ARKEST OF MONTGOMEEY. 237 secution for my account of the late horrid disturbance here — a riot it was not: the account in the ^ Iris ' was true, but it was not half the truth : surely a day of terrible retribution will come ! Our paper this week will explain more : pray favour me with a line now and then, and a whisper if you please." At length the meditated blow was struck ; a warrant for the apprehension of Montgomery was obtained, and w^hich, strange as it may appear, was suffered to be a month old before it was executed, although he was at home all the time and walked out every day, though he knew an arrest was meditated. On the execution of this warrant, he was held to bail several weeks, before an indictment could be preferred against him at the Quarter Sessions. On the 25th of September, Montgomery again ad- verts to this prosecution in a letter to Aston ; adding, ^^ Have you any consolation for me ? Everybody here who dares to speak, exclaims against this malicious and villanous attack, not only upon me, but absolutely upon the liberties of the whole town of Sheffield. What the consequence will be, I presume not to an- ticipate — but believing, expecting the worst, I would not exchange all the sufferings and sorrow, to which an iniquitous sentence may doom me, for one hour's feelings of my miserable prosecutor. . . Farewell ! may you never feel, except by sympathy, the sufferings, the distress, the agonies of your unfortunate, but most sincere friend." When Montgomery appeared before the magistrates at the Cutlers' Hall, the Rev. James Wilkinson, vicar of Sheffield and one of the justices on the bench, asked him if he had anything to say against the charge spe- cified in tlie warrant? He replied, '' Before I answer that, or any other question, I must take the liberty to 238 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. ask whether Colonel Athorpe be determined to proceed to the extremities of the law ; or whether he will meet me upon terms of explanation? if he can prove that I have injured him^ I am willing to make any apology consistent with truth and my own character/' Mr. Athorpe, who was present, answered, ^^ No, Sir; I will prosecute you." When he found that nothing but legal proceedings would satisfy the prosecutor, he requested Mr. Wil- kinson to bind him over to appear at the County As- sizes, instead of the Quarter Sessions. This request, however, was refused. Pursuant therefore to his re- cognisances, he appeared at Barnsley Sessions, Oct, 14., when a bill was found against him by the grand jury, for *^a false, scandalous, and malicious libel on the character of R. A. Athorpe, Esq., a military magistrate," &c. The words indicted as libellous are those which we have printed in italics in the foregoing account of the disturbance at Sheffield ; and the '' nameless per- son" was construed to mean the commanding officer, and who instituted the prosecution on this ground. Pending the issue of the trial, much malicious ingenuity was exercised to prove and aggravate this fact, on the denial of which the defendant never intended to rest the merit of his defence. Montgomery, in conformity with legal advice, had determined to remove this suit into the Court of King's Bench, by a writ of certiorari. Immediately the most malicious calumnies were industriously cir- culated by his enemies, concerning his conduct and expressions at the Cutlers' Hall. It was given out, and believed by many persons whose situations in life ought to have raised them above the meanness of either believing or being influenced by such a report, that '^ he had refused to be tried by a jury of his country- LETTER TO ASTOX. 239 men," This^ and another report equally unfounded, that ^^ he durst not suffer himself to be tried on the verdict of his neighbours, and in a place where he was known," influenced him to change his first determina- tion. He therefore only traversed the indictment to Doncaster Sessions. James Montgomery to Joseph Aston. "Sheffield, Oct. 24. 1795. " Dear Friend, ''I purposely delayed writing to you till Banisley Sessions were passed, at which, as was expected, a bill was preferred and found against me for that part only of my paragraph where I notice the behaviour of a nameless person, riding among the people, previous to the reading of the Riot Act. In the warrant to apprehend me, I was charged with having printed and pubhshed ' a gross mis- representation of all that happened ' on that fatal evening ; and further, that my account was ' likely to stir up conmio- tions among the people and disturb the peace of the town.' This charge, as ridiculous as false, has been entirely dropped, and the whole has been cut down into a miserable charge of a libel on the character of our redoubtable military magis- trate^ — witljout one syllable about sedition in the whole in- dictment. " It was both prudent and politic in my adversaries to drop the most serious part of this accusation ; for a friend of mine had been arrested and bound over to Barnsley Sessions, for affirming in the public streets, and in the presence of the justices themselves, that the men shot were murdered — they did not think proper even to prefer a bill agaiiist him ! Is there one word in my whole paragraph which conveys so severe a censure on the hero of that evening ? No ; but my friend is a vendor of stockings*, and I a vendor of news- papers : the prosecution is levelled against the ^Iris/ — they are determined to crush it * Luke Palfreyman. We have already intimated that he did not escape prosecution. 240 MEMOIES OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. N " My friends at Sheffield all insist upon my going to York [i.^.5 removing tUe indictment by writ of certiorari thither for trial], and have promised to assist me as far as lies in their power. The whole expenses of my last trial amounted to ninety pounds. My friends made me a present of sixty pounds towards it, and I am thirty pounds out of pocket, besides all the vexation and misery I suffered. " This shall not discourage me ; since I am compelled to meet danger, I will face it like a man — an innocent man, whom a verdict of an ignorant jury may condemn, but can- not make guilt?/ .... ^' Be assured, that wherever I am, in bonds or at liberty, I shall remain unalterably your sincere and grateful friend, " J. M. G. . ** Mr. Joseph Aston, Manchester." The publication, in the ^^ Iris/' of a complimentary sonnet addressed to Mr. Vaughan on the late trials by Barbara Wreaks*, was the commencement of Mont- gomery's friendship with a pleasing local poetess, w^ho often afterwards became his correspondent, and ulti- mately pursued the precarious profession of authorship. Along with the Misses Gales he also visited William Newton of Cressbrook, near Tideswell, who, as well be- fore as after this year, sent communications in rhyme to the newspaper ; and the writer of this paragraph re- collects once making a sort of pilgrimage to see the ^^ Minstrel of the Peak," as he is called by Anna Seward in an original letter now before us. He was then an old man, very active, with a head of long white hair streaming in the mountain breeze, like that of a bard in Ossian. He died, Nov, 3. 1830, in his eightieth year.f * Afterwards Mrs. Hofland. •j- In the house of his son, Mr. William Newton, at Lytton, near Cressbrook, there is a capital likeness of the " Minstrel of the Peak," accompanied by those of his wife and her sister — " Aunt Nancy," as she was fondly called, for her kind offices to every one CLOSING year's ADDRESS IN THE ^^ IRIS/* 241 Amidst Montgomery's anxieties arising from political strife, he did not entirely forget his devotion to the Muses ; but the evidence of this fact consists only in the production of some short and fugitive pieces. Though often far differently employed at present, the scenes and circumstances of his boyhood, when in simplicity and purity he trilled his earliest lay in imitation of ^^ Spiritual Songs," sometimes came freshly to his mind with their Scripture terms and ima- gery. The following are three of the middle verses of a ^'Hymn, on occasion of laying the foundation- stone of a corn mill near Sheffield, to be erected for the purpose of supplying the members of forty sick clubs with flour and meal at reasonable prices, Nov. 5. 1795." ^' Will He who hears the raven cry Reject our prayers, and bid us die? Will He refuse his help to yield. Who clothes the lilies of the field ? " Pale Famine lifts, at his command, Her withering arm, and blasts the land ; Death stalks behind, her lingering slave, And sinks in every step a grave. " But when He smiles, the desert blooms ; New life is born among the tombs ; O'er the glad plains abundance teems. And plenty rolls in bounteous streams." We shall not weaken, by any remarks of our own, the effect of the following reflections, with which the requiring womanly sympathy in the neighbourhood of Tideswell. ( Vide Rhodes's '' Peak Scenery," and Holland's " Memorials of Chantrey.") VOL. I. K 242 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. editor of the '' Iris " took his leave of this eventful year: — ^^At the period of one year, and the commencement of another, we naturally pause, look round, and contemplate our situation. While memory calls up the shadows of past events, fancy, with equal solicitude, presents the airy visions of futurity. If between the recollection of scenes behind, and the fond anticipation of prospects before us, we fre- quently lose the relish for present enjoyments, by the same delusion we may occasionally deceive our sorrows, smile by stealth, and dream of hope in the lap of despair. On this last day of the most trying year of my life, the readers of the ^Iris' will pardon the egotism of a few remarks which my own situation and the present melancholy condition of our common country seem to justify. " It is an indispensable duty, incumbent on every man, to promote, to the extent of his abilities^ the welfare of that community of which he consents to become a member. Im- pressed with a solemn sense of this sacred obligation, I ven- tured, though with trembling reluctance, in times the most inauspicious, under circumstances the most discouraging, to step into the post of danger, which my abler predecessor had been compelled to relinquish. The ^Iris' was planted amono- the thorns which had choked the ^Register.' No young man ever embarked in life with fewer hopes or greater fears ; it was my misfortune to inherit all the difficulties which had encompassed my predecessor, with a very hum- ble portion of his talents, his fortitude, or his experience. His enemies felt no reluctance in transferring that resent- ment which he had escaped to his successor ; but it was very uncertain whether my conduct would secure to me the countenance of his friends. Deeply conscious of these dis- advantages, sensible of my own weakness, and but too well aware with what a tide of passion and prejudice I had to contend, I ventured nevertheless, like Noah's Dove, to quit the ark of private security, and wander over the ocean of public strife, hoping the storms of faction might sometime CLOSING year's ADDRESS IN THE ^' IRIS." 243 cease, and the waters of discord subside. Hitherto I have endeavoured, to the full extent of my limited abilities, and to the best of my knowledge, faithfully to discharge my duty to my country, to my conscience, and to my God. If the ^Iris' has met with the most distinguished patronage from a liberal public, I am ready to acknowledge that their indul- gence has overlooked many imperfections, and rewarded its editor rather for the sincerity of his intentions than for the merit of his performances. On the other hand, I am proud to state that I owe nothing to the tender mercies of my enemies. " If I have occasionally been deceived into errors, I have never designedly misled the public. If the enthusiasm of a warm and zealous heart has sometimes betrayed me into violence of expression, I have never wilfully concealed or exaggerated truth. I may have transgressed the doubtful bounds of prudence, but I have never broke through the barriers of justice. I have reprobated abuses in Church and State, and while abuses exist, I trust I shall never want courage to censure them; but the sanctity of religion has never been violated, the principles of the constitution have never been vilified in the ' Iris.' If there exist one human being so free from prejudice, so pure from blemish, that he never judges wrong nor acts amiss, let him punish me for every fault which the weakness of my head, or the folly of my heart, may have led me into ; but while infirmities rather than excellencies are the characteristics of humanity, I may claim that indulgence towards my errors which ought to be equally extended to all mankind ; for the best as well as the worst are always in need of it. If God were as unforgiving as man, the world would be a den of despair." We have given the foregoing extract less as a speci- men of the writer's style than as exhibiting his views and feelings at this trying crisis: nor are his literary claims difficult to appreciate. The columns of the ^^Iris" were at this time almost the only channel through which the current of his imagination meandered. R 2 244 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. It had not yet overflowed its banks^ nor spread itself into those innumerable streams of beauty, fertility, and variety, which afterwards diversified so richly the literature of the age ; and in the pursuit and delinea- tion of which the biographers of Montgomery have before them a difficult, but delightful, labour. 245 CHAR XIX. 1796. SEDITION AND TREASON BILLS. — LETTER TO ASTON. — SECOND TRIAL AT DONCASTER. SENTENCED TO FINE, AND IIMPRISONMENT IN YORK CASTLE. — Montgomery's address to the public. — letters to ASTON AND J. P. SMITH. COLERIDGE VISITS SHEFFIELD. RELEASE FROM PRISON. LETTERS. The preceding year had closed with the passing, and the present one opened with the operation, of ^^ an act for the safety and preservation of his Majesty's person and government against treasonable and seditions prac- tices and attempts," which excited vehement altercation among politicians. Of course, while this bill and one ^' for preventing seditious meetings " were in progress, the Editor of the *^lris" spoke of them with disap- probation, printing the first-named with a deep mourn-- ing border — more safe, perhaps more significant, than words, with a man awaiting his trial for libel. It seems, however, that while some of his readers charged him with ^' unbecoming heat and violence," others com- plained of his '' lukewarmness.'' To both he replies : — "As friends of freedom and the constitution of our country, we do not hesitate for a moment to declare that, after weighing in our minds the arguments on both sides of this great political question, we feel, as yet, unconvinced of the absolute necessity of such measures ; but, on the other hand^ as friends to the peace and happiness of society, we must always recom- R 3 246 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. mend a respectful submission to the laws of which these hills are now become a part." James Montgomery to Joseph Aston. " Sheffield, Jan- 2. 1795[6]. ^' My dear Friend, " I write to you at this moment under the impression of very melancholy feelings. After having obtained the advice of Mr. Vaughan respecting my prosecution, and after weigh- ing all the advantages of removing the cause to York against the enormous expense and even uncertain chance of getting justice there, I feel myself inclined to hazard the trial at Doncaster — the very name of which makes the blood run cold to my heart. In the course of three weeks I must return to my dismal den in the Castle of York — the sessions being on the 20th instant .... Nothing in this case hurts — nay absolutely stabs — the peace of my mind so much, as that I shall not be permitted to prove the facts stated in the ^Iris/ It is impossible to foresee what sort of charges they may bring against me, since my hands are tied up from repelling them by evidence ; and if I be cast without proving the facts, I dare not afterwards state them to the public. Thus heaven only knows how completely guilty I shall appear in the eyes of all the kingdom, except the inhabitants of Shef- Held, who, I am sure, to a man, in their own minds, acquit me, though too many of them will not dare to do otherwise than condemn me in public. You may judge of my broken and desponding spirits by the melancholy address I have published this week in the ' Iris.* I have not a heart of steel: I was made of more frail materials — I shall soon crumble to dust. " The expenses of a trial at Doncaster wnll be nearly the same as at York, as I must retain special counsel. I think of Mr. Vaughan, to ^vhom I gave a fee of thirty guineas last January; but if I be convicted [at Doncaster sessions], I shall not have to pay the costs of the prosecutor, which I should have to do were I to remove the trial by certiorari to York [assizes]. My friends have determined to lend me TBIAL FOR LIBEL. 247 some assistance ; and since you had the kindness to propose to use your interest with a few friends in Manchester on my behalf, it would be false delicacy and unworthy shame, if I declined it May I be permitted to write to you from York? The ^Whisperer' is dead; when I have leisure I mean to raise him again to life. The world, I perceive, is as mad at Manchester as ever. " I am, dear Sir, with sincere respect, ! " Yours, much obliged^ " J. M. G. ** Mr. Joseph Aston, Manchester." The trial of ^^ James Montgomery for a libel against R. A. Athorpe, Esq.," came on at Doncaster Sessions, Jan. 21. 1796. Uninteresting as the account of this trial may possibly prove, we shall give so much of the evidence as may be consistent with perspicuity and brevity. The Justices were M. A. Taylor, Esq., Chairman, the Right Hon. Lord Hawke, Bacon Frank, Esq., the Rev. James Wilkinson, and the Rev. James Stovin. Counsel for the prosecution, Mr. Heywood, Mr. France; for the defendant, Mr. Vaughan, Mr. Markham. Mr. France having stated the heads of the indictment, Mr. Heywood addressed the jury on behalf of the pro- secution. He observed, that this was a private, not a public case ; it involved in it no political speculations. The rights of man and the liberty of the press were foreign to the present question. The defendant, he was sure, had no cause to complain of the want of the privilege to libel administration; for the ^^Iris" had long been the vehicle of abuse upon the Government of this country. Therefore, laying aside all political considerations, it was the duty of the jury to weigh well the nature and tendency of the libel before them, every syllable of which he declared to be a base K 4 248 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. calumny, a false^ a scandalous, and a malicious lie, forged for the express purpose of injuring and dis- gracing in the eyes of the public the respectable person against whom it was levelled. Wherever Mr. Athorpe was known, it would not be believed ; but as the '' Iris " was circulated in various parts of the king- dom where Mr. Athorpe was not known, it was neces- sary to confute the falsehood and punish the libeller. Mr. Heywood entered here into a detail of the circum- stances, which he stated nearly in the same manner as the prosecutor and his evidence afterwards gave them, except that no proof was produced of the publication or even the circulation of a seditious handbill^ which Mr. Heywood asserted had been distributed with great industry on the day when the riot happened, and cal- culated to inflame and incense the mind of the people.* He then compared his own narrative with the account published in the ^' Iris," and declared that if the latter were true, the unfortunate persons who were killed on tliat occasion were murdered. As for the persons pre- tended to luive been wounded by Mr. Athorpe (for he would prove him to be the '^ nameless person"), nobody was hurt or injured in any degree, except the men who were killed, and the Volunteers who were bruised by * Much stress was laid upon this handbill, both before and during the trial. Montgomery afterwards observes : '* I have more than once questioned the legitimacy of this strange abortion of a distempered brain ; and I confess I was exceedingly disap- pointed, when, after what Mr. Heywood had observed to my jury, no register of the birth, no evidence even of the existence of this child of chance was attempted to' be produced. This I thought the more extraordinary, because a copy of this pretended bill, dis- played with all the elegant ingenuity of typographical taste, appeared in several London papers, in an account of the disturbance avowedly published by authority in answer to the 'Iris,' and said to have been taken from the oaths of icitnesses before the coroner's inquest. A comment is unnecessary. The text is clear." TETAL FOR LIBEL. 249 stones thrown at them by the mob. The observation in the ^^ Iris/' respecting the wives and children of the deceased, was as false as the rest of the libel : for the one had no wife, and if the other had, it was unknown.* Mr. Heywood then called his witnesses, the principal of whom was Mr. Athorpe himselff , who, being sworn, said that he was a magistrate of the West Riding of Yorkshire, and also an officer (lieutenant-colonel) of the Sheffield Volunteers. On the 4th of August last he dined with Earl Fitzwilliam at Wentworth House. At dinner he w^as called out, and Captain Leader delivered a request from the officers of the Volunteers to go and protect the peace of the town of Sheffield. On his arrival, he dressed himself in his regimentals, and rode up Norfolk Street, which he found to be full of people, as any body would conceive in a riot. He entered the Parade by the narrow door, the great gate being closed; as he rode in, he heard some person hooting and hiss- ing, and calling him by abusive names, upon which he * The wife of one of the men killed on this occasion was begging at Sheffield for the support of herself and six small children, at the time when the above assertion was made ! I Montgomery was not only surprised, but alarmed, to see Athorpe thus brought forward as a witness in his own cause, and to hear him swear that he did not cut any person with his sword; and this at the time a woman was allowed to exhibit in court the scar of a wound on her arm, which she swore was given by the sword of the plaintiff! The defendant, who was permitted to sit by and converse with his counsel during the trial, immediately turned to Mr. Vaughan, and whispered with apprehension, " Why, they will, in the next place, indict my witnesses for perjury!" *' You need not fear that,'' was the reply, " they have enough on their hands already." As to the reality and source of the wound on the woman's arm, there was, in fact, no doubt : on the other hand, it is possible, from the peculiar agitation of the colonel at the time (as testified by almost every person present), that he m'u'ht be unconscious of the occurrence himself. 250 MEMOIES or JAMES MONTGOMEEY. exclaimed, " For God's sake^ gentlemen, what are you all about ?" Hereupon, a young man in a red jacket started up, and, pointing towards Colonel Cameron, exclaimed, " Seize him, kill him ! " or something to that purport. Mr. Athorpe ordered the man to be apprehended ; he was seized, but broke loose. Mr. Athorpe then drew his sword and brandished it about, in defence of his horse's head and bridle, as he pursued the man, who at length fell down over another man, and he could have killed him if he would. Mr. Athorpe stopped his horse, lest he should trample upon him. He walked with his horse to the gateway ; could get no further; and said, ^^ Send for the Volunteers." Somebody said, '' Colonel, take care of yourself." He then saw a company of the Volunteers drawn up by the gate. The concourse of people followed him into the street. Upon this, he thought it necessary to read the proclamation in the Hiot Act, which he always had carried written on a card in his pocket, since the riots in Sheffield a few years ago, to be ready upon all occa- sions. As he had changed his clothes for his uniform, when he entered the town, he forgot to take it out of his pocket ; he was therefore obliged to send for it. Having read the proclamation, he remonstrated with the people, particularly those who seemed to have come only from curiosity, and told them of the penalties they would incur if they remained longer together. An hour and ten minutes expired, when some stones were thrown, by which two Volunteers were bruised very much. The Volunteers were ordered to fire, and two persons were killed ; but he had never heard that any body else was wounded, though he had sent round to inquire of all the surgeons in the town. He believed that '^ nameless person '^ in the paragraph alluded to himself. He said, as his counsel closed his FOUND GUILTY OF LIBEL. 251 examination^ ^^ I never touched any one person with my sword, directly or indirectly, upon my oath." Two other witnesses having been examined, the evidence for the prosecution closed ; when Mr. Vaughan rose on the part of the defendant, and addressed the court and the jury in a speech of considerable length, which was delivered with the most impressive energy, and heard, notwithstanding frequent interruptions from the gentlemen on the bench, with the most profound attention. ^^ This speech," observes one who heard it delivered, ^^for strength of reasoning, ingenuity of thought, and elegance of diction, has sel- dom been paralleled in any court of justice." A sketcli of this speech is before us, and justifies, to some extent, this eulogium. Witnesses were now called and examined by the de- fendant's counsel, two of whom swore that they had received wounds from the prosecutor's sword ; one of these showed the scar of a wound upon her arm in court ; the other witnesses deposed to the manner in which the colonel brandished his sword amongst the crowd. Mr. Hey wood having shortly replied to Mr. Vaughan, M. A. Taylor, Esq., the chairman, summed up, and delivered a charge to the jury, at the conclusion of which he read the whole paragraph containing the libel, and commented on each part, observing that the whole consequences were laid upon the nameless person. He told the jury they were not to decide on the cha- racter of Mr. Athorpe, but upon the intention of the defendant, towards whom, if they had a doubt upon their minds, they ought to lean. The jury, after retiring about a quarter of an hour„ brought in a verdict of ^^ Guilty." Mr. Vaughan, in an eloquent speech, moved for an arrest of judgment ; but this motion was overruled by 252 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. the court, and the following sentence was pronounced : — That James Montgomery be imprisoned for the term of six months in the Castle of York ; that he pay a fine of thirty pounds to the king ; and that he give security for his good behaviour for two years, himself in a bond of two hundred pounds, and two sureties in fifty pounds each. He was immediately taken into custody, and con- veyed to York ; and again immured in the solitude of a prison, with a mind lacerated by the consciousness of its injuries, and a body feeble and debilitated. A little incident connected with this event may be here men- tioned. The gaoler in whose charge Montgomery was placed accompanied him to York with the least possible demonstration of oflEiciality by the way ; and on reaching the city, where he was known, he parted from his pri- soner, half-a-street's length, telling him to go first, knock at the castle gate, and get admitted before he (the gaoler) came up ! This second confinement was rendered not only supportable, but comfortable, so far as that word can have any signification as applied to the economy of a prison ; air, exercise, cleanliness, and attention, in the utmost degree of their consistency with actual incarceration, he was permitted to enjoy. The magistrates, previous to quitting the bench at Don- caster, in consideration of the precarious state of his health, were pleased to order that every facility should be aflforded for the introduction of whatever might re- store his health or alleviate the necessary evils of his confinement ; and, but for this indulgence, there is reason to believe that , the sentence of imprisonment would have gipyed to the suflTerer a sentence of death. January oOth, Montgomery addressed the public on the subject of this prosecution, as he had done on the preceding one daring the corresponding month of the ADDRESS TO THE PUBLIC. 253 previous year, from ^^ the Castle of York." As he must have been the best judge of his own intentions and feelings, we shall make no remarks, but allow him to speak for himself in an extract rather long, but the length of which we think the facts and reflections and its own importance will justify. " ^ Strike — but hear me ! ' " In appearing before the public, after having been a se- cond time pronounced guilty of a misdemeanor by the verdict of an English jury, I feel all the difficulties of my situation rushing upon me. If I speak with boldness, I shall be censured for presumption ; diffidence may be con- strued into a symptom, but silence would be considered a proof, of guilt. The first ferment of spirit which naturally follows any sudden shock of misfortune being now hushed into a calm resignation, I will endeavour, and with a degree of confidence which a strong sense of the duty I owe to my conscience and to my character alone could inspire, to ex- press my sentiments on the subject of my late trial with the same coolness and candour as I desire to be heard . . " On the trial, it was laid down as the law of the land, that the truth or falsehood of a libel were equally imma- terial, except as they went to prove the intention of the publisher to be innocent or criminal. Both the counsel for the prosecution and the chairman on the bench, in their addresses to the jury, declared that, if the facts stated in my account had been true to the extent, the prosecutor ought to have stood at the bar in my room. If I make it appear that, from what seemed to be the strongest and most pointed evidence, — the evidence of facts, — I had every reason to believe the account I gave to be literally true, is it any proof of criminal intention that I published, in a paper, which necessarily comprehended the news of the day, a detail of certain circumstances which were apparently ille- gal ? On the melancholy 4th of August, and even till within a few days of my trial, the witnesses (one excepted) who came forward to identify what they had seen and what 254 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. they had suffered, were equally strangers to each other and strangers to me. The facts had been previously attested to me by many creditable and intelligent persons, who, from the mouths of one or other of these witnesses, had learned the account of the wounds they received, and the blood which had stained their clothes; and the general circum- stances were confirmed to me upon the most positive and unequivocal testimony of various spectators of the trans- actions on the Parade, and in Norfolk Street. If I had not been fully convinced of the truth of my account, my enemies themselves will not believe that I would have dared to publish it. Malice is too subtle and suspicious to hazard much ; but a warm, imprudent zeal for truth seldom discovers dangers till it becomes entangled in a snare. Would it ever have entered into the conception of any man, un- practised in deceit, unhabituated to treachery, to believe, that four persons, of fair characters, and strangers to each other, in the same hour, on the same spot of ground, with- out any previous concert or knowledge of each other's intentions, should each forge a distinct, deliberate, and con- sistent falsehood, and without any hope of reward, except the amusement of cheating, wilfully and wickedly impose upon their relatives, their friends, and the public ; nay, even exhibit their wounds, and show the blood sprinkled upon their clothes, as evidence of the facts? Had such a mon- strous supposition been suggested to me before my late trial, I should not have hesitated to pronounce it a libel upon human nature, as impossible as it was absurd. But when I consider the solemn and repeated asseverations of the prose- cutor ; when I w^eigh the credit due to his character as a magistrate, his honour as an officer, and his fortune as a gentleman, I declare with a sincerity which I hope will never be suspected, that what I have hitherto considered as a moral impossibility, I shall in future regard as a paradox. But admitting these poor persons were no willing impostors, but only mistaken concerning what they believed they had seen and felt, might not a fanciful imagination amuse itself with the idea that deception may sometimes approach so LETTER TO MR. J. P. SMITH. 255 near to reality that a person may be bruised without being touched, and bleed without being wounded ? These remarks may be censured as impertinent ; but they rise from the subject, and, I presume, every reader of the trial has anti- cipated them in his own mind. The hundreds of Sheffield who were spectators of the scenes described in the ' Iris ' of the 7th of August, must judge how far I was myself imposed upon, and how far I wilfully misrepresented what happened. If I had published the monstrous reports of the moment, I should indeed have been guilty of the most cruel injustice towards my prosecutor, and richly have merited the punishment which I am now suffering; but when I recollect the number and plausibility of those dreadful ru- mours, I am astonished at having steered so clear of them. It would have been a proof of more than human sagacity to have published, under such disadvantages, and in a moment of universal consternation, an account perfectly free from error. To such correctness I make no pretensions : all I maintain amounts only to this, that I solemnly believed my general statement to be true ; and, till I understood the re- verse from the prosecutor himself upon my trial, I never had any reason to believe it otherwise. Whether, upon the strength of his sole testimony, I ought now publicly to recant and declare the whole account false^ I humbly leave to the good sense of an unprejudiced public to determine for me.'' Of the nature of his employment during this second incarceration, we have various evidence ; of which not the least interesting is that comprised in his corre- spondence with friends. Of these, the first place is due to Mr. J. Pye Smith, before named, who generously and judiciously undertook the management of the news- paper and the printing-office, on behalf of his friend. " Jan. 23. My dear Friend — You have now stepped into my place, and you will not long be there before the anxieties and vexations attendant on the discharge of my painful public duty will begin to harass you." — J. M. to J. P. S. 256 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. " Jan. 30. I am exceedingly glad to find you take so tender and active a concern in my welfare at home. Give my best respects to all the men, and tell them I rely much on their diligence and friendship." — J. M. to J. P. S. '' Feb. 13. I have little room to spare to make any fur- ther observations respecting the ' Iris :^ be firm, cool, and moderate ; you never can sink into dulness, if I estimate your talents aright. But beware of being hurried away by generous indignation, impruderit zeal for truth^ or the dread of censure from any party T^ — Ibid. Still more interesting are the letters to his Man- chester correspondent. James Montgomery to Joseph Aston. "Castle of York, Feb. 3. 1796. " My dear Friend, " Ere now you have read my trial, and know my fate. Will you (though our personal knowledge of each other is small) believe me capable of publishing a wilful and malicious falsehood, which, immediately on its appearance, would subject me to all the vengeance of the law; and then, to support it and screen myself from justice, can you believe that I could corrupt and suborn persons of fair and honest character to come forward as perjured witnesses in my be- half? Unless you imagine this, I know, \feel your opinion: if I be really guilty, my defence must make me the blackest, the most execrable monster that ever dared to insult the laws of Nature and of God, ... I have placed the News- paper during my absence in the hands of an ingenious young friend of mine, on whose talents and zeal to serve me I rely much. My present situation here may be described in few words : the times are so flourishing now, as compared with this time last year, that, instead of about sixty debtors confined in the These extracts, as well as what follows to the same address, are from the very interesting Memoir of the Rev. John Pye Smith, D.D,, published in 1853. LETTERS TO ASTON. 257 Castle, the place overflows with double that number ; and other prisoners are in proportion. I cannot, on any terms, procure a room for myself; but I have the certain reversion of the first that becomes vacant. I am therefore under the mortifying necessity of taking up my quarters among persons of far different appearance from those with whom I have been accustomed to associate; but I must give the poor men their due, — companions in misfortune, they really pay me the greatest respect, and show me every attention, and do for me every service in their power. You will think my lot a hard one; but is there no consolation at hand? Are not these gloomy walls an asylum from the fury of persecutions ? At home, and when I am at liberty, it is evident I am never safe : here I am well secured! why then complain ? My dear friend, the worst is over. The torture of the trial, the journey hither, the horror on entering this den of despair, but, above all, the lingering agony of suspense which has preyed upon my heart, and drained my spirits dry, is past. The succeeding six months of my dreary confinement here cannot be more melancholy than the past six : to krioiu the worst is far less terrible than to dread the worst. My paper warns me to drop my pen : pray write with your usual free- dom — my letters are not inspected. " Your sincere friend, ^* J. Montgomery. " Joseph Aston, Manchester." The followino' letter is curious from the allusions which it contains to the early feelings, fancies, and efforts of the writer: from it, as a primary source, have been derived most of the notices of the boyhood of 'the poet which have been printed in memoirs of him. James Montgomery to Joseph Aston. " Castle of York, Feb. 18. 1798. '^ My dear Friend, " To be consoled with the sympathy and honoured with the friendship of the virtuous, the liberal, and the VOL. I. S 258 MEMOTKS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. good, is more than an equivalent reward for any incon- venience that I may suffer from the hatred and oppression of the base and the wicked. Why should I complain ? I meet with so many generous hearts to share my sorrows, that they leave me none to mourn over; but yet, of such unhappy materials have I been formed, so close do my infirmities cling to me, and so ingenious am I in the art of tormenting myself, that I am seldom, very seldom, cheerful. You have called me your friend ; and you permit me to ad- dress you by the same endearing name — you are entitled to my confidence ; and if I withheld it, I should be unworthy of your regard. I must therefore freely confess, that I believe almost any [other] person breathing, would, in my present circumstances, be perfectly happy. I trust that no man can be more resigned than I feel myself to suffering ; but yet there is a native melancholy interwoven in my disposition. I have from my earliest years encouraged its growth, because in certain moments I loved to feast on the delicious poison. '' I will not presume to suppose I was born a poet ; but I was most certainly born a dissatisfied being, whom nothing but poetic feelings and poetic fame could gratify. At school, almost as early as I can remember, I wooed the Muses ; before I was ten years old, I had written a little volume of rhymes ; at the age of twelve, I had filled two large ones with the abortions of my brain ; and at fourteen, I had com- posed an heroi-comic poem, in three books, containing above a thousand lines in imitation of Homer's [battle of the] ^ Frogs and Mice.' Unfortunately for my peace of mind, I was encouraged by partial and flattering friends to proceed in my career — I ought to have had a strait waistcoat and straw, instead of the encomiums which were lavished upon me. Fired with an enthusiasm which nothing but the fond hopes of an immortal fame could have inspired in the bosom of a giddy school-boy, and flushed almost to madness with the success of my first flights, I determined to rival nay, outshine — every bard of ancient or modern times! I have shed many a tear in reading some of the sublimest passages in some of our own poets, to think that I could not equal them. LETTER TO ASTON. 259 I planned and began at least a dozen epic poems, each to [consist of] as many books : I cannot help smiling many a time, when I am rummaging over the warehouse of my brain, to find among the lumber these unfortunate embryos. " After a long and difficult choice, I at length pitched upon the subject of the wars in the reign of Alfred the Great. Now, my dear friend, forget for one moment that you are a critic ; and I will in a few words show you how mad and ungovernable an imagination I possessed at that time. I was just fifteen years old when I began it ; and I determined to strike out of the common beaten track of Homer and other heroic poets ; nothing would satisfy my boundless ambition but the discovery of a new and original path, where none had ever gone before, and where it would be hopeless indeed for any but a poet of the most astonishing power to follow me ! Do not laugh, — I planned my poem to be comprised in a certain number of books ; but each book was to consist of Pindaric Odes^ in which the story was to be told in the most liberal manner ; in a word, my idea was to unite in one work all the magnificence and sub- limity of the epic with the boldness and enthusiasm of the ode. Wild as the fancy was, I began and completed two books, containing about twenty Pindaric Odes ! The manu- scripts are by me : I could almost weep over them, as over dead children, at this moment! On this plan the story would not languish ; but, on the contrary, would proceed with great rapidity. I cannot in a letter give you a speci- men of the execution, nor even distinctly unravel the plan ; but, that you may form some faint idea of the extent of my frenzy, I will tell you the subjects of my first and second odes. The poem commences with Alfred in the Isle of Athelney, disguised as a peasant. I was resolved to attempt a daring flight at first going off; and accordingly the work opens with a description of the Almighty seated upon his throne, looking down and commiserating the ruin of England, when lo ! a host of the spirits of those who had just perished in a bloody battle with the Danes, appears in his presence, to receive their everlasting doom. These un- s 2 2G0 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. fortunate spirits describe the miserable condition of their country, and implore the Sovereign of the world to inter- fere and deliver it from despotism (thus you see I was a friend of freedom long before I was a politician). Of the rest of the plot I will say nothing : this bombastic flight will satisfy you. The subject has drawn me in like a whirlpool: and I am ashamed to observe that my paper is almost gone,, and my letter scarcely begun. When once I begin to ride my hobby, I am never wearied ; and I forget that my friends are not so fond of the motion as I am. This very circumstance — this poetic frenzy — has been the source of many sorrows and many misfortunes to me : my life, short as it has been, has been chequered with many curious changes, and has taken its colour from this unhappy passion for fame. Dis- appointments and distresses, of which few — indeed none but those who have experienced the same — can form any idea, have been the consequence. My disposition, by too much indulgence of that romantic melancholy w^hich I mistook for inspiration, is become gloomy and discontented ; my feelings are very irritable ; and I have an unhappy sensi- bility that would much better suit a boarding-school miss, who lives upon novels, than one whose evil stars have placed him in a public and perilous situation, which talents, equal even to those which he once formerly fancied he possessed, would be requisite to support, though the reward at least is trivial. I have now given you the key to all my follies and infirmities : perhaps, in the course of our correspondence, if you think such things worth postage, I may occasionally give you some farther particulars of my eccentric life. . . . I have written a little piece entitled the ' Captive Nightingale,' faintly expressive of my feelings, when I am in an ill humour in this place ; but you'll remember I never was blest with an amiable wife and little family that part of the tale is only fiction. . . . " Farewell, "J. M. G. ♦♦Mr. Joscpli Aston, Manchester." LETTERS TO ASTON. 261 In the beginning of this year, Coleridge visited Sheffield, and preached in the Unitarian Chapel.*^ While walking to the Manor, he composed the '^ Lines on observing a Blossom, on the 1st of Feb. 1796," and commencing — " Sweet flower ! that, peeping from thy russet stem, Unfoldest timidly," &c. They were printed in the ^' Iris" of May 20th ; and according to a note in Montgomery's hand, in the file copy of the paper, " originally appeared there/' James Montgomery to Joseph Aston. " Castle of York, March 24. 1796. ^' My deak Fkiend, . " The day after the date of my last letter to you, I had the good fortune to be removed to a snug and very comfortable apartment in the new building here, where I have remained, and shall stay during the rest of my confinement. I have one room to myself, with the free use of the extensive yard, and every other indulgence the condition of a prisoner will admit. I am removed from the noise of riot and revelry wliich is carried to the most extravagant excess in the Old Castle, as in all other * A letter from Coleridge, dated " Sheffield, Jan. 1796," is printed in the "Biographia Literaria," voh ii. p. 352., edit. 1847. In it the writer mentions that he had preached a charity sermon at Nottingham, and enters into an elaborate apology for having been persuaded " against his better judgment" to appear in ''the gown" in the pulpit at Birmingham during the delivery of a political sermon. On reaching Manchester, he writes, " I arrived here last night from Sheffield, to wliich place I shall forAvard only about thirty numbers [of the " Watchman"]. I might have succeeded there, at least, equally well with the former towns, but I should injure the sale of the 'Iris/ the editor of wliich (a very amiable and ingenious young man of the name of James Montgomery) is now in prison for a libel on a bloody-minded magistrate there. Of course, I declined publicly advertising or disposing of the ' Watchman' in that town." s 3 262 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMEFwY. prisons where a multitude of persons of all descrIj)tions are promiscuously mingled. In this building there are four well-behaved persons, who have lived in the most re- spectable circles, and seen better days ; and also eight of the people called Quakers, who are confined for refusing to pay tithes, though they never did nor ever would have resisted the seizure of their property to any amount the rapacious priest required. There are three venerable greyheaded men among them, and the others are very decent and sen- sible. One of the old Quakers is my principal and my best companion ; a very gay, shrewd, cheerful man, with a heart as honest and as tender as his face is clear and smiling. My time, on the whole, passes away in a smooth and easy man- ner. I employ myself in reading, writing, walking, &c., and never, on the whole, enjoyed better spirits in my life. My friends at Sheffield are become almost enthusiastic in my favour ; their number is greatly increased : my enemies are silent, and many of the most bitter have relented : I do not believe there are ten persons who will venture to say I have not been most cruelly and unjustly abused. My busi- ness, which I confess was and is my greatest cause of con- cern and anxiety, on account of its intricacy, and the care required in its management, has hitherto gone on with almost unprecedented smoothness and success. My health, as I think I informed you before, has been very indifferent . • . what I am yet doomed to suffer from it, God only knows ! • . • Adieu ! J. M. G. " Mr. Joseph Aston, Manchester." " April 2. *' Your letter received this morning contains no bad news, but yet it has given me inexpressible concern. It hurts me exceedingly to find, though your friendship and modesty combine to conceal it as much as possible from me, that you are very much harassed, and find great difficulty, care, and anxiety attending the discharge of that trust, which I was happy, for my own sake, but uneasy from the beginning for yours, to repose in you." — J. M. to J. P. S. LETTER TO J. P. SMITH. 263 On the 5th of April, and again on the 12th of May, Montgomery addressed long letters to Mr. Aston from the ^' Castle of York :" the former contains information relative to the writer's school days, and has been used elsewhere ; the latter is mostly filled with expressions of friendship, and closes as follows : — " I have attempted something of the kind you proposed to me. Of its merits, philosophical as well as poetical, you^ who are a Pythagorean, can judge much better than the generality of readers. The subject was certainlj'' highly capable of embelUshment ; and if I could have produced a poem equal to the model conceived in my own mind, it would have been far superior to that which has appeared [in the ^Iris']. . . . The time of my imprisonment now begins to dwindle fast away : I have little more than seven weeks to reside here. I am, on the whole, cheerful and happy; though such little — I mean such great — disappoint- ments as not regularly receiving letters from the few friends that I have of your liberal sentiments and elegant feeling, puts me out of temper.'' James Montgomery to Mr, J. P. Smith. "York Castle, May 1. 1796. ^^My dear Fkiend, "My captivity now begins to decline down the hill, and I shall only have nine weeks to stay here on Tuesday next ; but I fear I shall not return immediately to Sheffield : the doctors here say it will be absolutely necessary for me to go then to Scarborough for the benefit of sea-bathing and drinking at least a fortnight. Of this I apprise you thus early, that if I should be obliged to go there, you may be pre- pared to indulge me with your kind and valuable services a few weeks longer than we expected. . . . The management and arrangement of the 'Iris' has continued to afford me much satisfaction. I shall tremble when I resume it with my own hands, lest its credit should fall with the resignation of its S 4 264 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. present editor. But tell that editor from me not to hack and hew Pitt quite so much in the London news ; and to be particu- larly careful in the Sheffield news not to insert any home occurrence without the most indubitable authority." . . . James Montgomery to Joseph Aston. " Castle of York, June 9. 1796. *' My dkar Friend, " You have threatened to criticise the ^ Bramin.' I will be revenged on you, before you even commit the crime, I have read your novel with attention and much more plea- sure than I promised myself from the form you had adopted. I hate the plan of writing novels in letters ; but I acknowledge your scheme required it, ... I will reveal a secret to you which I have hitherto withheld. Four years ago, when I was only nineteen, when I was so vain of my abilities that I thought nothing too big for my grasp, I wrote something, which 1 baptized a Novel. This was perhaps the most whim- sical farrago of absurdities that was ever begotten between a pen and an inkstand. However, last time I was in this den, I took the pains to revise and rewrite it almost entirely anew. I then ventured to show it to a friend of mine in Sheffield, who is a very severe critic, and hates almost the whole generation of novels. He read it, and coolly told me that hitherto he had wished me a triumph over Athorpe in my expected trial; ' but now,' said he, ^I wish you may be imprisoned at least six months, that you may be compelled to write your novel over again, and then it will be worth reading.' I have taken his hint, and during my present residence here, have nearly written over again and new- modelled this strange production. . . . Should it appear in print, you will have a fair opportunity of retaliating on me the faults I have found with your ingenious work. My time of confinement [draws towards a close], but my sentence is a Cerberus with three heads, — fine, imprisonment, and bail! Thus, even when I leave this dreadful place, after six months' confinement and paying thirty pounds, I am still to be indebted to two friends for the miserable privilege of VERSES WRITTEN IN PRISON. 265 being a prisoner at large two years longer ! I cannot think with patience on the subject ; but I must submit ; and it is as well to do so with a good grace as with a bad one. I hope to be released on the 5th of eTuly ; and in a fortnight afterwards shall probably be once more in Sheffield. I wonder what evil star led me thither at first ! I propose to spend a fortnight at Scarbro'. Farewell ; and may you enjoy health, peace, and every temporal prosperity in the bosom of your family and among your friends, without ever being torn from them as I have been ! " I am, most sincerely, your faithful friend, " J. M. G. "Mr. Joseph Aston, Manchester." In the "Iris" of June 17th and 24th appeared rhym- ing "Epistles to a Friend/' entitled the "Pleasures of Imprisonment/' and dated from York Castle. In "simple verse" they aflford us a glimpse of the poet and his companions within the walls, and show that, however his person might be in durance, his thoughts were as unfettered as his conscience was clear : so that he could exclaim — '^ Blest with freedom unconfined, Dungeons cannot hold the soul : Who can chain the immortal mind ? — None but He who spans the pole ! " These lines strongly remind us of the sentiment in a well-known verse of Lovelace, written while he was a prisoner in the loathsome gatehouse at Westminster : — *^ Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for a hermitage." Others in like circumstances have expressed themselves to the same effect ; and a volume of the Poetrij of Im- 266 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. prisonmeiit by British authors might be collected be- tween the time of the Poet-king, James the First of Scotland, or Henry Howard, Earl of Surrey^ and that of Thomas Cooper the Chartist. It is true that Mont- gomery, like the *^ unhappy buck " in the Castle-yarcl, ^' Had been twice hunted — twice run down ! " — "And knew, by past experience taught, That Innocence availeth nought." But he adds — " I know, — and ^t is my proudest boast, That conscience is itself an host ; While this inspires my swelling breast, Let all forsake me — I'm at rest ! Ten thousand deaths in every nerve I 'd rather suffer than deserve ! ' James Montgomery to Mr. J. P. Smith. " York Castle, July 4. 1796. Mr DEAK Fkiend, " I take up my pen with pleasure to snatch a few of the last moments of my imprisonment to inform you that I shall be set at liberty as early as I please to-morrow morn- ing. Pray insert in the next ' Iris ' a plain unvarnished paragraph just mentioning the circumstances, and adding that, having suffered considerably in my health during the first four months of my imprisonment, I have, by the advice of the doctors, gone for a short time to Scarbro' ; so that it will probably be a few weeks longer before I have the hap- piness of paying my personal respects to the friends of the ^ Iris ' . . . I am exceedingly impatient to return and ease you of those irksome burdens which you have so pa- tiently borne for me during these six unfortunate months. 267 CHAR XX. 1796. PraSON LESSONS. — VISIT TO SCARBOROUGH. — HEimX WORMALL, THE QUAKER. MONTGOMERY'S LETTERS TO HIM. — TO MR. ASTON AND J. r. SMITH. WRITES AN ADDRESS FOR THE THEATRE. "A TALE TOO TRUE." — RETURNS TO SHEFFIELD. — ADDRESSES THE READERS OF THE "IRIS." On the 5th of July, Montgomery was released from his confinement in York Castle. In this school of adver- sity he learnt much — not including, however, all the lessons which Religion might have taught ; but his mind was disciplined in those habits of reflection, and his genius assumed that pensive tone, which ever after- wards distinguished him as the " Muse of Sorrow's Child." At the same time, his constitution was so much shattered, that his physician recommended a so- journ at Scarborough for a few weeks : thither, accord- ingly, he went at once. He was followed by the respect- ful good wishes of every one with whom he had shared any intercourse, whether ofRcials or prisoners, and espe- cially of Henry Wormall*, one of eight members of the Society of Friends who were in prison for refusing to pay the costs in a tithe suit which had been decided against them. This good man, who had been the poet's frequent visitor in his '' cell,'' was among the earliest to whom he wrote. ^ * This worthy Quaker kept a journal, in which he notes under the above date: — ''8th mo. 5th, 1796. Went from this place 268 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. James Montgomery to Henry WormalL '^ Scarbro', July 8. 1796. " My dear Friend Henry, " I embrace with pleasure an opportunity to tell you that I have neither forgotten you nor your friends in York Castle. I arrived safe at this place on Tuesday evening, and by the kind recommendation of Mr. Staveley, have got board and lodging at a house where 1 am very comfortably accom- modated. I wish you would come and smoke your pipe with me here as usual ; for I assure you, notwithstanding all the pleasures of liberty, I miss one of the principal pleasures of imprisonment in the loss of your company. I have bathed once in the sea, and was not quite frightened out of my senses. I am charmed with the romantic beauties of this place, and scarcely can find time to do anything but ramble up and down admiring them. I have several times risked my neck in climbing the precipices that overhang the shore ; and it is not improbable but some accident mayj'et prevent, for ever, my return either to York Castle or Shefl3.eld ; for I cannot resist the temptation of w^andering wherever my feet will carry my head. I have not time to add much more, except that I wish, more perhaps for my own sake than yours, that you were here to enjoy with me those blessings of liberty Avhich you have never deserved to forfeit. Re- member me in the most friendly and respectful manner to James Montgomery, a very kind and social young man : he was to me a pleasing companion, and he has left a good report behind him. Although he is qualified with good natural parts, and has had a liberal education, yet he was instructive and kind to me. I think I never had an acquaintance with any one before, that was not of my persuasion, with whom 1 had so much unity. I was troubled, and thought it a loss to part with him." It is a little remarkable, that although Wormall and the other Friends held religious meetings regularly on first and fifth days, Montgo- mery never was, nor was he ever invited to be, present with them on these occasions. LETTER TO ASTON. 269 your friends Jolin Stansfield, Joseph Brown, and tlie rest of your fellow sufferers, the same as if I mentioned thera by name ; not forgetting little Hannah, your handmaid.* " I am, with sincere esteem, " Your faithful friend, "J. Montgomery. "P.S.— Pray tell Mr. W. Ford, the tailor, that I delivered his letter duly to his wife. I forgot to tell you the principal thing, which you will be anxious to know, — namely, that I am in better health and spirits than I have found myself for these two years past. Remember me to Billy the dog, Billy the buck, Nanny, Ralph, the gulls, geese, &c, *' Henry W*mall, New Buildings, Castle of York." James Montgomery/ to Joseph Aston. "Scarbro', July 10. 1796. " My dear Friend, " On Tuesday last I was duly liberated from my long and cruel captivity, and the same evening arrived at this de- lightful place. A greater contrast can scarcely be imagined than the narrow circumference of a prison and the boundless immensity of the ocean. I am charmed with the romantic beauties of this place, and my only employment here is to admire them — and to wish to leave them all, to return home as speedily as possible ; thus in no situation of life have I ever met with unmixed happiness ! But shadow relieves the glare of light ; the bitter corrects the sweet ; and soli- citude softens the tone of bliss, which might otherwise transport a simple lad like me beyond the narrow limits of his reason. Part — I may say the greatest part — of the plea- sure which I experienced on the day of my enlargement, arose from the solacing idea that you and many other dear * Hannah was a little Quaker maiden who waited upon the prisoners of her own persuasion. Many years afterwards, she startled Montgomery by introducing herself to him as an elderly woman after a Bible meeting somewhere in the neighbourhood of Bradford. 270 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. and absent friends were then — perhaps at the very moment of my release — congratulating me in spirit, and welcoming the captive on his resurrection from the tomb of despondency. If you enjoyed my feelings by sympathy, I also participate of your sensations by the same pleasing emotion of the soul. " To me the magnificence of the ocean and the awful grandeur of these winding and mountainous shores are almost entirely new spectacles ; for though 1 was born in a sea-port, I have never had the opportunity of contemplating such sublime objects since I first came to England, at the age of five years. Though I am very weak, and easily over- set, I for that very reason, as much as for curiosity, fatigue myself with rambling from morning till night. J. have more than once endangered my neck, by climbing the precipices overshadowing the shore ; and it is not improbable that I may yet make a fraction of my head, or reduce my bones to decimals in some of my wanderings. ... I hope to put the last hand to my novel here, — perhaps by conveying it into the fire : if it should escape martyrdom, — and really it is not worthy of that honour, — I may perhaps find some op- portunity of conveying it to you before I venture to print it for the benefit of the trunk-makers and pastry-cooks ! I have some thoughts of publishing, as an experiment, a col- lection of the bngatelles produced in York Castle, under the title of ' Prison Amusements,' by P. P. What think you ? The readers of the ' Iris' have not been disappointed with them ; will that million-headed Hydra the public accept the sop, and not worry the poor author into the bargain ? I wait your opinion on this important point. Pray write soon. " Your sincere friend, " J. M. G. " Mr. Joseph Aston, Manchester." Of the title and the subject of the "never' alluded to in the foregoing letter, we know little beyond what the author afterwards mentions to the same correspondent, and the fact that he one day told Mr. Holland that he had just been burning the manu- ADDRESS FOR THE THEATRE. 271 script. While in prison he also sketched and soon afterwards finished a composition intended for the stage, having perhaps the same scope as the novel, for it was entitled, the ^^ Haunted Heads," a parody on the imi- tations of the German dramatists then in vogue,* We know nothing of the plan or the style of the piece; but through the intervention of a player of the name of Mansel, at that time connected with the Sheffield Theatre, it was submitted to Harris, the manager at Covent Garden, who returned it with the equivocal objection, that '^ it was too full of wit to be acted." Montgomery kept the MS. by him many years, and then burnt it. While in prison he wrote '^ An Address " in rhyme, which was delivered in the theatre, Sheffield, on occa- sion of the performance of the tragedy of ^^ Mahomet," by a party of amateurs, for the benefit of poor widows. These lines, which do not invite transcription, were the first, but not the last, from the same hand that were recited on the stage. To the end of his life Mont- gomery was ^^ the widow's friend," not only both in prose and rhyme, but with his tongue and his purse as well as with his pen. He dated from Scarborough the humorous verses entitled ^^A Tale too True,"f by " Paul Positive," as he commonly signed himself. J * The " German nonsense of the day," as it is called by the author of the " Pursuits of Literature," was ridiculed in '' My Night-gown and Slippers," by George Colman ; and in a dramatic extravaganza, called the "Rovers," in the " Anti- Jacobin." — Vide note to the " Shade of Alexander Pope," 1799, p. 65. t Works, p. 152. Whenever this form of reference occurs in the following pages, it must be understood as applying to the single- volume edition of Montgomery's Poems, published in 1850. t " Paul Positive " not having been at this time generally known, the initials " P. P." were supposed to stand for " Peter Pindar," — aut Petrus aut Diaholas^ said the uninitiated ! 272 MEMOTKS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. James Montgomery to J. P. Smith. " Scarbro', July 17. " You will not be angry at my impertinent advice, be- cause it is not given under the idea of instruction or injunc- tion, but merely that some of the hints I throw out may assist you in pursuing that path of moderation and security which no man living is more capable of following than your- self. If any riots happen before my return, do not tell any- dangerous truths, nor any wilful falsehoods — the latter part of this advice is unnecessary ; but you must particularly be on your guard to observe the former." Advice of this kind will only be supposed to indicate timidity by those who forget that the writer had just suffered '^fine and imprisonment," for simply describing* one of those riots, the recurrence of which, in the then highly charged condition of the political atmosphere, he appears to anticipate with as little surprise as the pro- bability of thunderstorms in the month of July. The poet never forgot this seasonable kindness of his early friend* ; and they met with increased respect in after life, when religion had changed their hearts and sanctified their pursuits. On Montgomery's return to Sheffield, and having resumed his seat at the editorial desk at the "Iris" office, he published an address to his readers, which concludes with the expression of his thanks to the magistrates who w^ere his judges at Doncaster, for the generous indulgence extended towards him by their authority during his imprisonment. He observes : * Among Dr. Smith's books was a copy of' the Poetse minores Graeci, Cant. 1652, on the fly-leaf of which was written : "J. P. Smith : e dono Jacobi Montgomery, amici dilecti, poetseque pr^e- stantissimi. 1796.** ADDRESS TO READERS OF THE ^^ IRIS." 273 " Though to the last pulse of my life I can never cease to consider both these prosecutions as the most unmerited mis- fortunes that ever befel me, 1 shall always remember with a conscious, and I trust an honest pride, that in the first in- stance my punishment and example Avere deemed necessary for ihe support of public justice and the preservation of the public peace : had my death under the same circumstances been found equally requisite, I would have lost my life, with as much cheerfulness as 1 lost my liberty, to serve my country. " On reviewing the singular circumstances of my late case, I am happy in the reflection, that my sufferings have now offered an ample atonement to appease the wounded feelings of a gentleman, who thought he had reason to believe I had injured him by describing the actions of a nameless cha- racter : at the same time, I must frankly inform him, that he cannot look back with more triumphant satisfaction on my sufferings than I myself do at this moment. He hath cause to congratulate himself on the verdict of the jury ; I am content with the verdict of the public : for whatever may be my opinion of the former, I shall never desire the sentiments of the latter to be any other than what they are." We cannot take our leave of this affair without men- tioning, that while the prosecutor was through life anxious to disabuse his character of the stigma which the transaction alluded to seemed to fasten on it, he em- braced every opportunity of showing respect to Mont- gomery, both in public and in private. On one occasion, the gallant Colonel startled the sensitive poet not a little, by suddenly putting his hand upon him in the street, and stopping with some message or other. In another instance, when Athorpe was presiding as a magistrate in the Cutlers' Hall, he perceived Montgomery among the crowd, and sending to him by an officer, made the quondam libeller come and sit beside him on the bench, VOL. J. T 274 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. while lie wrote an advertisement for the " Iris," taking occasion, at the same time^ to make some remarks on the talents of Felix Vaughan, who had just died. We need not say that Montgomery's townspeople were much struck by this incident ; and, to borrow the lan- guage of another writer, '^ Who would not at that mo- ment have envied his feelings ? His was the triumph of proclaimed truth and innocence. And yet the cir- cumstance reflected honour on the proper feeling and the candour of his late prosecutor." James Montgomery to Joseph Aston. "Sheffield, Aug. 6. 1796. '^ My dear Friend, '^ The post that brings you this hasty effusion, will also convey to you a welcome paper message from an old friend of yours and mine, whom vindictive persecution drove from his native country to seek an asylum in a land where some traces of liberty may yet be found. How often have I repented my madness in not following his fortunes, though warmly invited! But, in truth, I am not partial to America, and I believe I shall never emigrate thither till banished by imperious necessity ; and God grant that moment may never arrive. I love England, with all its disadvan- tages, its cares, vexations, horrors — perhaps my misfor- tunes themselves have only endeared me the more to my native island. " I am once more, as you will have seen by the last ^Iris,' returned to this town. I confess frankly to you, that I feel a degree of dread and anxiety, which weighs down my spirits exceedingly, on my re-embarking in business, and again becoming the butt of malice and the mark of envy. A public character is always on the pillory, exposed to the jeers and taunts, the rotten eggs and brick- bats of the mob of mankind, who are never so happy as when they are making those whom they feel to be above them miserable. I love fame ; but I cannot afford to pay LETTER TO ASTON. 275 the price at which it must be purchased. This luxury^ like all the necessaries of life, is now so much advanced in price, that gold alone — not virtue, wit, or genius — can procure it. I have now determined to hazard the publication of my ' Prison Amusements/ and may probably add some other trifles. . . . " Your faithful friend, '' P. P. " Mr. Joseph Aston, Manchester." Jaraes Montgomery to Joseph Aston. ^^ Sheffield, Aug. 27. 1796. ^^ My dear Friend, ... ^^ I should certainly have acknowledged with gratitude the critical flagellation which you have so libe- rally bestowed on the poor ' Bramin,' had I not been in daily expectation of receiving back from the hands of a friend the MS. which I half promised to send to your ' house of correction.' I intended to take a place for it in the coach to Manchester, and at the same time send you a present of as handsome a dry-beating as any critic could wish from the hands of an enraged poet. . . . My ' Prison Amuse- ments ' will be published both by subscription and other- wise. When I send the MS., I will enclose some proposals and a specimen of the work. I intend to alter the ^Bramin' considerably, add several new images and fables, and, I hope, improve the whole. Your criticisms will not be for- gotten: even where they are not adopted, I shall delibe- rately reconsider the passages at which they are levelled. I have not at present any idea of visiting Fairfield [a Mo- ravian establishment] : there are many persons there whom I know, and even esteem, but none with whom I am par- ticularly intimate. Besides, I have spent so much in a late excursion to York for the pleasure of my worst enemy, that I have nothing to squander on journeys for my own plea- sure at present. If you ever have to make a journey to Chapel-en-le-Frith, Castleton, &c., I will meet you, with more joy than you can easily imagine, at any of those places. I T 2 276 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. suppose, since you are ^ up to the lips in business' (like Dr. Graham's earth-bathers), you have relinquished every idea of visiting Sheffield ? Chance may some time bring us together, whether we will or no ; but neither chance nor design shall ever rob you of the friendship of " Yours, most sincerely, " J. M. G. " Mr. Joseph Aston, Manchester/' Under date of Sept. 6tlj, Montgomery wrote a letter to Aston, with the MS. already mentioned ; and again on Oct. 18th^ when he acknowledges the return of the novel in question, and which had never yet had a title ! '^ I have thought/' says he, ^^ of the ^ Haunted Heads; or, the History of Twelve Months.' " James Montgomery to Henry Wormall. '' Sheffield, Sept. 19. 1796. "My dear Friend Henry, '^I have too long waited for this opportunity of writing to you, and have now very little leisure to write. Be assured, however, that so far from being forgotten by me, scarcely a day passes but you occupy some place in my thoughts. As often as I remember York Castle, I always call to mind the many pleasing, peaceful hours we spent together there. How happy should I be to know, that you were now, like myself, recalling the scenes of that dreadful place, like- a dream that is past ! But to the will of the Supreme Disposer of all events we must patiently and humbly submit. He who is Omnipresent, is felt in the dungeon as much [as surely] as in heaven itself; and He, who can do all things, can make a prison a paradise. Such I doubt not you have often found it ; such I hope you find it every day; and such I most earnestly pray you may always find it, while your lot is cast within those gloomy walls. " I acknowledge with gratitude a very kind letter re- LETTER TO WORMALL. 277 ceived by me from you, since my return to SheflfiekL It was exceedingly acceptable, because it assured me of the con- tinuance of your friendship and esteem, and informed me that you sometimes think of our former intercourse. " In writing to you, I confess I feel as if I were address- ing a friend, from whom I am now perhaps separated for ever, at least in this world** Should you happen to come to Sheffield, or I go to York, either willingly or unioillingly^ it will afford me unspeakable happiness once more to see and converse with you. Improbable as it may appear that we shall ever meet again, it is very far from being impos- sible. Young as I am^ I have seen so much of the fluctu- ating uncertainty of human events, that I cannot, for my own part, build one single hope on the expectation of the future from the appearance of the present. Imprudence, an honest but mistaken zeal for truth^ may send me as sud- denly as before, to York Castle, as a prisoner. Unforeseen misfortunes may hurry me to that den of despondency, that tomb of the living, as a debtor ? But why should I attempt to make myself uneasy, by anticipating what per- haps may never happen ; and what, even if it should happen, may be again endured and overcome with as much ease as former difficulties. " Misfortunes in general come too soon, when they come at all ; and for my own part, my dear friend, I have cares, vexations, and concerns enough at all times on my hands, without anticipating such as may never occur. Since I arrived at home, I have been occasionally much indisposed, and on Saturday last I was seized with such a sudden and dreadful fit of sickness, that I really was uncertain whether I should survive it. I am better to-day, but extremely weak. I hope you enjoy the blessing of good health, and that your dear family at home are likewise well. Pray give my best and kindest respects to all your friends suf- fering in the cause of conscience with yourself. It will be a pleasure to me to think that I am not entirely forgotten by They never did meet after their parting in the Castle-yaril. X 3 278 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. those worthy sufferers, particularly Joseph Brown and John Stansfielcl. Remember me also, if you please, to little Hannah, if she is still with you. When you see Mr. W. Clayton, our worthy governor, remember me to him with gratitude, for his former kindness ; also my best compli- ments to Mr. Staveley [the gaoler], and inform him that I safely delivered his present to Mr. Geo. Hawley. Give poor Nanny, and Billy, and Ralph, each a crust of bread in my name, and tell the gulls I have not forgotten them. '' I am, dear Henry, " Your sincere and faithful friend, " J. Montgomery. '' P.S. — I shall always be happy to hear from you. " Henry Wormall, Castle, York." James Montgomery to Henry Wormall. "Sheffield, Oct. 13. 1796. ^^My dear Friend Henry, " I am sorry to have the present opportunity of writing to you. The bearer, Luke Palfreyman*, is my friend ; and as he has had the misfortune to be committed for three months to your Castle, I earnestly request you to show him any little kindness in'your power. His crime is, having, in a moment of passion, said some words which the magistrates here in- terpreted into disrespect towards themselves. I do not pretend to justify the expressions he used on the occasion; but as a brother in distress, I recommend him to you. He is a man of very good character, and possessed of consider- able property ; being in a large hosiery business, and having some freehold property besides. " I know the simple circumstance of his being a prisoner would alone induce you to alleviate the weight of his mis- fortune as far as lies in your power. I am also convinced that you will feel double satisfaction in serving him, when you know that it will oblige me, your former friend and fellow-sufferer. Your kind attention to me, your welcome * Vide p. 194, ante. LETTERS TO WORMALL. 279 visits, and your cheerful conversation will never be obli- terated from my memory. You will not have it in your power to become as intimate with him as you were with me, as he will probably be closely confined ; but I do not recommend him to you as a companion, but as a person whom I wish you to serve as much as you can conveniently. 1 believe him to be a strictly honest man : some of the first and most respectable gentlemen in SheflSeld interfered in his behalf to accommodate the affair ; but the magistrates were inexorable. He has twice stepped forward, unsolicited by me, to give bail for me ; the first time he did it we were strangers to each other : he is at present one of the bonds- men for my good behaviour. " I acknowledge with thanks the receipt of a very little, but very welcome letter from you, by one Stevenson. Since I wrote last, I have suffered exceedingly from ill health. . . . I hope you enjoy perfect health, and as much happiness as a good conscience in a prisoner can afford. Remember me in the kindest terms to your suffering friends, and be assured of the constant esteem and respect of '^ Your sincere friend, " J. Montgomery. " Henry Woraiall, New Buildings, Castle of York." James Montgomery to Henry WormalL " Sheffield, Dec. 12. 1796. "Dear and honoured Friend, ^'If my long silence has induced you to believe that I could be so ungrateful as to forget my friends in York Castle, I hope the receipt of this will prove to your satisfac- tion that I have not. Seldom indeed do I lie down to sleep without calling to remembrance the various scenes which passed during my residence with you. Many circumstances I recollect with peculiar pleasure, and my mind dwells upon them with a delight which none but those can feel^ who like me have been unfortunate, and like me have found such friends, even in misfortune, as to endear some of its T 4 280 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. most bitter scenes. Whenever I am uneasy and afflicted at home, which is very often the case, for you know yourself that I am too apt to be gloomy and discontented — when I am thus, I immediately look back at York Castle, and pic- ture to myself those moments in it when I was the most miserable. When, on the contrary, I am cheerful and con- tented in mind, I fly back with pleasure to my little room in your building. I fancy I see you seated beside me, smoking your pipe and winding your cotton, with poor Billy lying at our feet ; and though we are many miles asunder at present^ and perhaps may never, never meet again, I sometimes imagine our old conversations restored, and think we are unfolding our hearts to each other. The remem- brance of these things will be one of the principal pleasures of my future life, whether it be marked, as hitherto, with trials and persecutions, or whether better, more delightful days await me. Absence, instead of weakening the respect and attachment which I conceived for you in prison, has strengthened, and, in proportion as the time becomes distant^ will, I hope, strengthen it more and more. " I have observed, with much concern, the slow progress of the Bill now before the House of Commons, in your favour : it is adjourned, and adjourned again, so often, and under such trifling pretences, that I do really fear it will never even reach the House of Lords.* I believe you are prepared for the worst, Henry, and that you are as much resigned as a man and a Christian ought to be under such severe and * The Bill referred to was brought into Parliament by Mr. Ser- jeant Adair, Oct. 17. 1796, and was almost identical with one in- troduced by the learned gentleman in the previous session, and which had been rejected by the House of Lords. Its avowed ob- ject was not to free the Quaker from liability to pay tithes, but to compel the claimant to distrain for the amount, instead of being allowed to imprison the offender. After a somewhat length- ened debate in the House of Commons, on the 24th Feb. and 6th March, 1797, the Bill was thrown out. Of course it could only have reached the case of the prisoners, even if it had passed, by a special or retrospective clause. LETTER TO WORMALL. 281 undeserved calamity. I wish for your deliverance ; but if that wish must not be gratified, I wish you may always be enabled, even in the agonising hours of sickness, and per- haps of death*, to bear your sufferings — or rather to triumph over them — with as much fortitude as you have hitherto done. I hope your worthy friends and brethren in misfor- tune support their spirits and submit to their cruel and infamous fate with their wonted cheerfulness. Remember me most kindly to them all, and assure them of my warm and undiminished friendship. " I am happy to learn that you have done your best to serve and console poor Mr. Palfreyman in his distress ; I wish your time and that of all your friends were as short as his. I shall be exceedingly rejoiced to hear from you as often as you feel the least inclination to write either by post or by friends. "I am, sincerely, your faithful friend, "J. Montgomery. " Hemy Wormall, Castle, York." * This was not a mere idle sentimentalism : the release of any of the prisoners appeared at this time improbable enough ; and one of them, John Wilkinson, died in prison. 282 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY, CHAP. XXL 1797. RHYMING BAGATELLES. — PUBLICATION OF " PRISON AMUSEMENTS." — MS. NOVEL. DEDICATIONS, — FELIX VAUGHAN. — LETTERS TO WOR]\LAXL AND ASTON. — EXTINCTION OF THE " SHEFFIELD COURANT." GENERAL INFIRMARY. — MONTGOMERY'S HYJVIN AND EPILOGUE. — HIS TRIBUTE TO THE MEMORY OF DR. BROWNE. The pair of poetical trifles which follow were published at this time : they appeared anonymously; but Mont- gomery has attested his authorship of them in the copies before us. The subject of the first is partly borrowed from the French of La Motte: — " The Fox and the Lion. — A Tale. ^^ A Fox, pursued by hounds and men, Escaped — into a Lion's den. His majesty rose up to greet him, And leisurely prepared to eat him. To eat him ? What was Reynard's crime ? He just arrived in pudding time ! ' You're welcome. Sir, in honest truth, You're very welcome to my tooth.' ' Heaven bless your royal chops,' replies The trembling Fox, with rainy eyes : ' Spare me one moment, to relate My dear departed father's fate : A hare sought refuge from the hounds — As I have done — within his grounds ; RHYMING BAGATELLES. 283 He — unlike you — a wicked sinner. Devoured the fugitive for dinner, When lo ! a bone — as mine may not — Choked the old rascal on the spot ! ' ' Live ! ' cried the Lion ; — ' live ! the bone That killed your father, saves his son ! ' This fable proves, if rightly taken, That wit sometimes may save the bacon. "Sheffield, Feb. 22. 1797." The other bagatelle is thus introduced : ^^An acquaint- ance of mine, who is fond of the Linnaean mode of cha- racterising objects of Natural History, has amused him- self with drawing up the following definition of man : simia sine caudd: pedihus posticis amhulans : gregarius^ omnivorus^ inquietus^ mendax^ furax^ rapax^ salax^ pugnaXj artiiim variarum capax^ animalium reliquorum hostis^ sui ipsius inimicus acerrimus.'^ Montgomery translated these terms for his readers, as follows : ^^ Man is an animal unfledged, A monkey with his tail abridged ; A thing that walks on spindle legs. With bones as brittle, sir, as eggs ; His body flexible and limber, And headed with a knob of timber ; A being frantic and unquiet. And very fond of beef and riot ; Rapacious, lustful, rough, and martial, To lies, and lying scoundrels partial ! By nature formed with splendid parts, To rise in science — shine in arts ; Yet so confounded cross and vicious, A mortal foe to all his species ! His own hest friend^ and, you must know, His own worst enemy by being so ! " A volume entitled ^' Prison Amusements, by Paul 284 MEMOIRS or JAMES MONTGOMERY. Positive," and alluded to in one of the letters to Aston, was published at the beginning of this year* The au- thor's personal history, wherever known, had prepared the way to a favourable reception of a work which, besides the interest of personal allusion, exhibited the earnest of future success. The contents indicate twenty- four pieces, many of which, as the Preface states, ^^ were composed in bitter moments, amid the horrors of a gaol, under the pressure of sickness. They were the tran- scripts of melancholy feelings — the warm effusions of a bleeding heart. The writer amused his imagination with attiring his sorrows in verse, that, under the ro- mantic appearance of fiction, he might sometimes forget that his misfortunes were real." In this volume, the ^^ Pleasures of Imprisonment," already mentioned, formed a conspicuous feature : the piece was afterwards cor- rected, and much abridged, by the author. But the ^^ Bramin," in two cantos, is the longest and most ela- borate composition. Of this poem also, brief extracts only have been reprinted by the author, his maturer judgment having led him to omit many of those glowing poetical illustrations of the Hindoo mythology which characterise the original design. For instance, the Sage, on the banks of the Ganges, having '^ unlocked the trea- sures of his mind," in the fragment reprinted by Mont- gomery, calls upon his auditors to — " behold Examples of the mysteries I unfold." "7^ T^ ^ ^ " See in light gambols, tripping o'er the lawn, Yon beauteous doe, and wildly wanton fawn : Swift as fantastic meteors sweep the sky, * They spring, they charge, they turn^ retire, or fly. In this delightful valley dwelt the pair, A gentle mother and her daughter fair. THE ^^BKAMIN." 285 That stately deer, whose branching honours spread High o'er his nodding brows and graceful head. Once shone the glory of the rural scene, The gallant monarch of the village green ; He wooed yon doe to his enamoured arms, A virgin then in all her spring of charms. That playful fawn, so beautiful and young, An only child from their embraces sprung ; Twelve circling suns renewed their bright career, And found the lovers happier every year ; While each fond parent in their daughter's face The other's budding beauties loved to trace. " Soft as the dulcet fumes of spices flow From Ceylon's groves when evening breezes blow : Mild as the sunshine of the vernal day, Their gilded moments sweetly stole away. ! But, ah ! my sorrowing bosom bleeds to tell How, warm in youth, the vigorous husband fell : Fell, — as the cedar, flourishing on high, Stoops to the fierce red bolt that splits the sky. The prostrate ruins load the mournful ground. And all its blasted glories perish round. Thus set the bridegroom from the noon of life. Nor long survived the self-devoted wife! I saw the mourner mount his funeral pyre, Kiss the cold corpse, and triumph in the fire ; One farewell tear to parting life she shed. Sunk on his breast, and bowed her dying head. So tvere the smi extinguished from his sphere^ The ividoived moon ivoidd perish on his bier ! The daughter next, in beauty's morning bloom, Wept o'er their loss, then followed to the tomb : Thus fades an orphan violet on the plain. When the plough shears the parent-roots in twain ! Now changed to deer, renewed the lovers find All the lost happiness they left behind." If the simile printed in italics be not one of the 286 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. finest, it is assuredly one of the most perfect to be found in any poem; while the superstition which it illustrates is one of the most intensely interesting elements in the history of human error. How little did Montgomery think, when he wrote the couplet alluded to with such seeming complacency, that he would, in a few years, become one of the most earnest and pathetic denouncers of this cruel system of female immolation — much less that he would live to rejoice in the aboli- tion of sutteeism by the British Government. Canto ii. continues these *^ examples'' through 246 lines more. The fable of the serpent Soto, fascinating small birds to bring them within the reach of his jaws, is appro- priately introduced, and the moral which is drawn from it, striking. The reptile is thus finely described : " Lo, emanating from the rustling brake, Glides, like a ray of light, a glistening snake ; His pearly scales unnumbered hues unfold — Green^ crimson, purple, and resplendent gold, In gay confusion, vanish, change, unite. With all the magic subtilty of light ; Graceful he rolls his undulating train. Bright as a liviyig rainbow on the plain : E'en thus, in luxury's soft, delicious bowers, The serpent Pleasure plays among the flowers. ***** " That horrid snake was once a subtile slave, Who played with fools the fool, with knaves the knave ; A flatterer vile, whose lubricated tongue With honey poisoned, and with kindness stung ; A treacherous friend, who with a kiss betrayed ; A foe whose looks were deep in ambush laid ; With infant innocence he masked his guile, Stabbed with a glance, and murdered with a smile. As those deluded birds to death he drew. So with his eye the smooth assassin slew.' MANUSCRIPT NOVEL. 287 The ancient Pythagorean doctrine of the metem- psychosis, so pregnant with poetical associations, has perhaps never been more gracefully used than by Mont- gomery in these lines. The theme was suggested to the poet by his friend Aston, who had read a paper which appeared in the '' Iris," under the title of the ^^ Trans- migrations of Indur," a being who describes his feelings and adventures during several incarnations in the form of different animals: a consciousness of his own per- sonal individuality remaining in each phase of his brutal existence.* The preface to this volume concludes with an intimation that, '^ should these humble essays obtain only a moderate share of public favour, the writer may be emboldened to risk the publication of another more voluminous work, which was also composed during the long leisure of imprisonment." The '^ more voluminous work," writes Montgomery to Mr. Holland, '' noticed in the preface to the ' Prison Amusements,' was a Novel in four volumes, written at various intervals between 1790 and 1796^ and entirely remodelled in the latter. It has never seen daylight in print (nor in any other sense, for twenty years past), nor shall it." '^ This work,'' said he to the friend just mentioned, ^^ I intend to burn ; and should have done so long since, but have never yet had a heart to commit to the flames a manu- * Among the poems which were much admired on their first appearance m the " Prison Amusements," was the " Soliloquy of a Water- Wao-tail on the Walls of York Castle." It is not very easy to conceive how the verses under this title could find their way into the memory of a royal personage ; and yet the burthen of each stanza is so peculiar, that its echo, in the sixth and last of the followino: lines, attributed to the Princess Amelia, almost precludes the idea of the resemblance being merely accidental : — '' Hear your sovereign's proclamation, All good subjects, young and old; 288 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. script which has at one period cost me so much labour and anxiety." It was ultimately destroyed, as before stated. The ^^ History of Dedications '^ would form a curious chapter in the annals of literature; especially if it were possible to give a transcript of the feelings of a dedi- cator through a graduated scale of success or disappoint- ment, from the first appearance of an address or inscrip- tion, to the period in which an author fixes in perpetuity, or cancels for ever, the name of a patron or friend, which in some moment of gratitude or of hope he had pub- lished along with his own — but more ostentatiously — as the harbinger or companion of his literary immor- tality. The ^^ Prison Amusements" were dedicated, appro- priately enough, in the following terms : — To Felix Vaughan^ Esq. " Sir, " Permit me to inscribe these trifles to you. They would possess as much merit as they ought, were they I'm the Lord of the Creation — I — a Water- Wagtail bold! All around, and all you see, All the world was made for me," &c. — Montgomery. " Unthinking, idle, wild, and young, I laughed, and danced, and talked, and sung, And proud of health, of freedom A^ain, Dreamt not of sorrow, care, or pain, ConcludinfT in those hours of glee That all the world was made for me. " But when the hour of trial came, When sickness shook this trembling frame. When Folly's gay pursuits were o'er. And I could dance and sini^ no more. It then occurred how sad 'twould be Were this world only made for me." — Amelia. LETTER TO WORMALL. 289 worthy of your notice. Imperfect as they are, you will not disdain to accept them as a tribute of grateful esteem from one who is unfashionable enough to write a dedication without flattery, though not so unfashionable as to conclude without a compliment to himself, in telling the world that he is, with sincere respect, " Your obliged friend and servant, ^^J. M." This dedication Montgomery never reprinted, though he always recollected with gratitude, and spoke with pleasure of the powerful and eloquent though unsuc- cessful appeals of this eminent barrister, on his own trials.* James Montgomery to Henry WormalL "Sheffield, March 21. 1797. ^'Dear Friend Henry, ^' I was favoured with a very kind letter from you last week, for which you will accept my cordial thanks. My long silence has partly proceeded from constitutional indo- lence at some times, and the hurry of business at other times. I have had much ill health during the winter, which reduced both my spirits and my constitution very low : but I have not yet forgotten you, and your kind attention to me in York Castle. The only return I can offer for your affec- tionate services, is a grateful heart, which will never cease to remember you, and pray for your happiness. *^ I have enclosed, as a small token of my esteem, a copy * This gentleman was suspected, at one time, to have been more than merely professionally sincere in the sentiments which he so eloquently delivered during the trial at York. He was, in fact, supposed to be implicated with Home Tooke, Hardy, and others, who were afterwards tried for high treason. This matter was canvassed by the Privy Council, when it was ascertained that Felix Vaughan had stopped short of the risks which others had run. It was on this occasion that Mr. Dundas exclaimed, in the following Latin verse, containing an appropriate play on the initial word — "Felix cfiem faciunt aliena pericida cautumy VOL. I. U 290 MEMOIKS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. of my ' Prison Amusements/ of which I beg your accept- ance. The perusal of some pieces may be interesting to you; they will bring the writer to your remembrance. I am very sorry, though I cannot say I am surprised, to see that the Bill in your favour has been thrown out in the House of Commons, in a manner unworthy of that honourable House. But this is a subject I mention of course, though I do not like to dwell on it, as it necessarily connects with it the melancholy idea that the long-expected period of your deli- verance from captivity is not yet arrived. May Heaven, in compassion to your unmerited sufferings, and as a reward of your patient fortitude, hasten the happy moment of your release ! May you soon, very soon, return to the bosom of your dear family, and then from the peaceful shore of do- mestic security you may look back with calm composure on that sea of troubles, on which you have so long been tossed without suffering shipwreck ! These are the fervent wishes of my heart ; but wishes in this case are of no avail. Perhaps, Henry, you and I may never meet again in this world. This is a reflection which I cannot help indulging whenever I think of you; and it sometimes brings tears into my eyes : but should this be the case, — which God forbid ! — be assured of my unchangeable esteem and friendship. If my affairs will permit, I have some thoughts of a journey to Scarbro' again next summer : my health requires it ; but I cannot do altogether as I please, — if I could, I should have visited you at the assizes. I wished very much to do so, and had almost made up my mind ; but circumstances pre- vented me. — I must conclude : pray write as soon, and as often as you please, to " Your faithful friend, " J. Montgomery." James Montgomery to his Brother Ignatius. " Sheffield, March 27. 1797. " My dear Brother, " I have so long delayed writing to you, that I am almost ashamed to write at all. Be assured, however, that my LETTEK TO IGNATIUS MONTGOMERY. 291 long and perhaps inexcusable silence has not been owing to disrespect or want of affection. I think very often of you, and never without feeling myself tenderly interested in your welfare. Your last kind letter pleased me very much : I learned from it that your mind is more tranquil than it ap- peared to be at the renewal of our correspondence, when you wrote to me in York Castle, and at Scarbro'. I have suffered too much by indulging a natural and even habitual melancholy, to encourage you to harbour any such gloomy emotions : it unnerves the body and unmans the soul; quenches all energy of character ; sinks every hope into despondency, and renders the victim of its fury as burthensome to him- self as he is useless to society. Shun it, my dear brother — shun it by all means. Alas ! I cannot practise the advice I am now administering to you. The difficulties and embar- rassments of business often overwhelm me with care. The disappointments and mortifications which hunt me through life are continually torturing my mind. Sometimes I have the courage to wrestle with this dangerous habit, and almost overcome it for a few days ; but it returns to haunt me again. I will drop this unwelcome subject. " I am divorced from politics, as I think you yourself may perceive by the complexion of my newspaper for these several months past. I will never sacrifice my independence, nor will I join the hue and cry of any party. My principles are precisely the same as they always have been since I could distinguish good and evil ; but I trust I understand them better, and shall be enabled in future to practise them with equal openness, but with more circumspection, than for- merly. " You will have perceived that I have published the little volume of my ' Prison Amusements.' If you cannot point out any more eligible mode of conveyance, I will send a few copies for the persons with whose names you have favoured me as subscribers, by the common carriers. I hope you will not follow my bad example, but will write very soon after receiving this. I declare, if I were not anxious to hear from you, I should have scarcely written even now ; for, to u 2 292 MEMOIES OF JAMES MONTGOMEEY. speak honestly, I am not fond of letter-writing, even to my best friends ; but be assured there is nothing can give me more sincere satisfaction than to receive letters from you» " Your faithful friend and brother, " J. Montgomery. " Mr. Ignatius Montgomery, Bedford." Ignatius afterwards became a teacher in the school at Fulneck, where he remained until 1804^ when he went in a similar capacity to Grace Hill. Before sail- ing for Ireland, he solicited his elder brother's blessing, which was imparted in these terms : — " A blessing, brother, ere we part, A farewell blessing you require : O ! if there lives in this cold heart One spark of all our father's fire ; That spark, an humble sacrifice, • In prayer for you I send above ; 'T will bring a blessing from the skies, The blessing of the God or Love. "Oct. 13. 1804." Whether any other letters were addressed by Mont- gomery to his Quaker friend at this period is uncertain — we have found none. As w^e have stated, John "Wilkinson died in prison ; the seven surviving Friends were liberated, after having been confimed about two years — liberated from gaol, but not freed from suflfer- ing ; for distraints were still made upon their property to satisfy ecclesiastical claims made against them. This was especially the case with respect to Henry Wormall, who ^^ continued after his enlargement to correspond with Thomas Bulman " of Irthington, a good Quaker, who had comforted his brethren by his Christian epistles while they were in York Castle, ^^and whom he informs, that when the distraint was made upon him, upwards of 240/. were taken from him, which was nearly his LETTER TO WOKMALL. 293 all; but, adds he, ^ they returned my loife the cradle^ and the rocMng chair' Such were the sparings of the ruthless hand of ecclesiastical persecution ! "* It appears, from the work just quoted, that Henry Wormall, who had for several years taken the ^^ Shef- field Iris," found his means so reduced, that he wrote to Montgomery to discontinue sending the paper : the latter replied immediately, as follows : — James Montgomery to Henry WormalL "Sheffield, Jan. 7. 1808. " My deak Friend Henry, ^^ I have just received your letter, which both de- lighted and affected me exceedingly. The newspaper shall be discontinued according to your order, but not my friend- ship to you ; it does not hang on so slight a thread. No, Henry ; I feel as if it was formed for eternity. Our hearts have often flowed together, and been as one in conversation ; and mine still burns within me whenever I write to you. The money was right, and I thank you for it. I am very sorry to learn that you have suffered so much affliction from lameness ; but you trust in God — continue to trust in Him, for He will never leave you nor forsake you. ^' As a token of His remembrance, I have enclosed a five- pound Bank of England note, which I hope will be season- able and serviceable to you in your present low estate. Accept it, Henry, not from me, but from Him who, though He was rich, yet for our sakes He became poor, and by suf- fering all the ills of poverty (for He had not whereon to lay His head), sanctified them to His people. For His sake, and in His name, receive it ; for His sake, and in His name, I send it. I assure you, my dear friend, that I feel far more pleasure in being, on this occasion, the minister of His bounty to you, than I could possibly derive from any other disposal of this small sum, which I considered to be as sacredly your property, from the moment when He put it * Life of Thomas Buhnan, p. 51. u 3 294 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. into my heart to send it, as it had been mine before. I can well spare it from that little portion of worldly wealth of which He has made me steward ; and I know that the pru- dent use of it will add something to your temporal comforts. But I am ashamed to say so much about ito God, who gives it, bless it to you ! It will oblige me if you will in- form me by post of its safe arrival in your hands. I shall therefore anxiously expect to hear from you in the course of a few days ; a single line will be sufficient ; I charge you not to distress yourself with writing a long letter. Fare- well. Peace to you and all your family, " I am very truly your friend, " James Montgomery.'' We have two long letters addressed by Montgomery to Aston in the month of March, both on general topics : the next is dated July 8th, in which, after an elaborate protest against imputed ^^ indifference" to the friendship of his sensitive correspondent, the writer says : — " Being summoned to attend a meeting of printers at Tadcaster, I could not resist the temptation of proceeding from thence to York, to revisit the place of my captivity; to hail the venerable walls of my bastile; and once more enjoy ' the pleasures of imprisonment/ There is a tender melancholy pleasure in reviewing past misfortunes, and tracing the scenes where we have formerly suffered. I feel an affection for every spot of ground where I have been unhappy; an attachment even to the dungeon which I en- tered with horror, and quitted with transport : but dear to my very soul is the snug little apartment, which I occupied during the last five months of my captivity ;— the cage in which I sang of sorrow, till sorrow became familiar and delightful ! O, my dear friend, when distracted with the cares of business, and wounded with the disappointments of life, I lookback with tender recollection on my prison hours; and had you not laughed me out of crying^ in your critique on my novel, I could weep that they were past. I could LETTER TO ASTON. 295 fill a sheet with my observations and reflections, as I rambled round the Castle-yard, and recognised the pleasing animals, my former fellow-prisoners, who grazed on the green, and which I used to feed with my hands. The buck — the poor, battered, miserable buck — is grown plump, and strong, and beautiful; and, I am informed, is a very good husband to Nanny the doe, one of my most favourite companions — she will soon become a mother. The little dog, who forsook his friends and family in the city to come and live with me, happened to be in the yard with his master when I entered ; he recognised me in a moment, sprung into my arms, and almost devoured me with joy!" Acknowledging a letter from Aston, Montgomery says, Aug. 20th: — " You challenge me to meet you at Chapel-en-le-Frith. I accept the gauntlet which you have thrown down ; I will meet you —if 1 live. . . . Can I hope to obtain a favour of you at our meeting ? Have you influence enough to procure me a copy of the musical air which your friend has been pleased to adapt to the simple warblings of my poor Robin ? . . . I once was a smattering musician myself; I thrummed the harpsichord for three years at school, and afterwards almost blew out my ^razVz^ with — an hautboy! I have, however, long neglected practising myself, but I am passionately enamoured of good music." This taste accompanied him through life, and was manifestly of advantage to him as a hymnologist; but we do not recollect that he anywhere mentions it in liis published works — certainly nowhere so decisively as in this letter. The meeting of the two friends took place, as stated in an after letter, at Buxton ; and on the 21st of September, Montgomery, in allusion to it, says,— " So far from having changed my opinion concerning my Manchester correspondent, our late interview has confirmed u 4 296 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. every pleasing presentiment wliich I had entertained of your manners, your conversation, and disposition : it has exalted my friendsliip for your moral virtues, and improved my esteem and respect for your talents. . . . One expression in your letter struck me too forcibly to be passed by entirely without notice. After remarking the general coincidence of sentiment between us, and which I am sure you cannot contemplate with more satisfaction than I do, you say you do not include Faith. This is a delicate subject : I remem- ber you once before — when I was at York — felt my pulse on this head. I then, if I remember right, confessed, with the confidence which your ingenuous conduct towards me naturally inspired, that Religion was a theme cf such doubt and perplexity to me, that I found it impossible to rest, in any form of faith, my happiness in this world, and my hopes in another. [Here follow five lines, obliterated in the original letter.] I do not hesitate to say that a most solemn conviction is impressed upon my heart, that Christianity — pui^e, and humble, and holy, as we find it in the discourses of Jesus and Plis apostles — is equally w^orthy of its Divine Author, and beneficial to mankind. I believe no human being, of any other profession, can ever be half so happy as a true believer in it — and why ? Because his faith is certain ; no doubt of the truth of his religion can possibly remain on his mind ; whereas the most enlightened deistical philosopher is at best but [half a line crossed out] a half convert to the opinion he professes. He believes — not that there is a God — that the soul of man is immortal, but that there may be a God — that the soul of man may be im- mortal : he hopes for, not expects, a day of retribution : consequently the spur to his virtues is blunt, and the bridle to his vices weaker than if he were assured of the future reward of the one, and punishment of the other. But my paper is full." We have thought it best to give the foregoing pas- sage ; it forms^ we believe, one of the strongest proofs extant of that temporary relaxation of evangelical sen- EXTKACTS FROM LETTEHS TO ASTON. 297 timent, to which the writer so often adverted in after Hfe with penitential tears and deep hnmiliation. His correspondent — who was an Unitarian — would probably have subscribed to every word of the above confession, which rather halts beside than directly opposes ^^ the truth, as it is in Jesus." The friends met and spent a day or two together at Castleton : and in a letter dated October 10th, Mont- gomery writes to Aston : — ^^ I am anxious to hear your opinion concerning the late events in France. I know not precisely whether my reflections in the ^ Iris' on that subject have been just : I wrote them, I can honestly say, with at least as much sincerity as warmth ; — but the aristocrats extol them to the skies ; they are praised by all the powdered pates in Sheffield ; and the ^ Iris ' is now called an excellent, an admirable, a constitutional paper! Praise from such a quarter al- most inclines me to suspect that I have gone too far ; but my conscience sanctions every syllable which my heart dictated on the occasion. I hate and abhor ty- ranny under every form, and in every shape ; but in none so much as under a Republican disguise: the monster then becomes a hydra with a million heads." In a lonof letter of a later date, he says to the same cor- respondent : — " You do not know the thousandth part of me. I am dull, melancholy, and phlegmatic by nature ; and am grown indolent and ill-humoured by habit. Disappointments at which you would laugh, in the early period of my life have sickened all my hopes, and clouded all my prospects ; my mind is grown quite hypochondriacal ; and sunk in listlessness, or only roused occasionally by the horrors of religious feelings, I lan- guish away life without comfort to myself, or benefit to others." 298 MEMOIKS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. During this and the following year, the editorial re- marks in the ^^Iris" do not present any striking cha- racteristics ; two reasons may be assigned for this : — in the first place, Northall, proprietor of the rival journal, became a bankrupt, and the paper in which such rancorous hostility against Montgomery had been manifested, unable to bear the price of sixpence instead of fourpence, to which newspapers were now advanced in consequence of additional taxation, was discontinued, which put an end to much unpleasant and unprofit- able collision. The principal cause, however, is ap- parently to be found in the local interest excited by the opening and endowment of the Shefiield General Infirmary, recently erected. This event was of sufii- cient importance to justify the attention and support bestowed upon it by all parties * : and week after week were the columns of the ^^ Iris " open to the details of its progress, while the pen of the editor was unwearied in advocating the objects of this noble asylum. He also wrote a hymn, which was sung at its formal opening. f On the evening of November 27th, the comedy of ^^ The Wonder '^ was performed at the Theatre, Shefiield, for the benefit of the Infirmary : the following Ejji- logue^ written by Montgomery, was spoken on this oc- casion: — " While the bright sallies of the comic muse A gay delight o'er all the scene diffuse ; * It may be amushig to mention that this great and good work did encounter one remora in the advertisement of Dr. Graham, of " Earth-Bathing " notoriety. This redoubtable quack told the inhabitants of Sheffield that he would disclose to them certain " easily practicable matters," that would be of more real service in saving life and limb, " than if he solely were to build and endow the largest infirmary in the world ! " I "When like a stranger on our sphere," &c. — Oing, Hymns. EPILOGUE TO COMEDY OF " THE WONDER." 299 While wit's quick lightning points Thalia's dart, And wounds so sweetly, that it mends the heart ; You, O my generous friends ! this evening know Joys more refined than genius can bestow ; Sublime sensations warm each feeling breast. Thrice happy you ! because the poor are blest ! For every smile that cheers this lively place Shall kindle comfort in a mourner's face ! Some pleasures sting — but this shall leave behind A sweet memorial, soothing to the mind. ^' Your bounteous hands have reared a friendly dome ; For Want a refuge, for Disease a home ! Now bid the springs of consolation flow Through every channel of diffusive woe ! Throw wide the portals ; — there let Mercy stand, To welcome all the sorrow in the land ! Compassion there shall kindly charm to rest The aching head, and agonising breast ; Quench the fierce fires that scorch the victim's veins, Compose his horrors, and assuage his pains ; With soft indulgence make the sick man's bed, And gently pillow poor Misfortune's head ; Stay the destroying angel's arm, to save A sinking wretch, and disappoint the grave. " To you, ye brilliant fair ! I now appeal, Who gaily think, but exquisitely feel ; Whom Nature formed of every smiling grace To soften man, and humanise the race ! While you with Love's almighty sceptre reign. Your sway by kind Benevolence maintain ! When that meek spirit dwells, a heavenly guest, In the pure mansion of a female breast. Quickens each nerve, each tender feeling fires, Expands the heart, and all the soul inspires ; Now rich in charms exalted Beauty glows, A pitying angel in a wox'ld of woes ! 300 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. V Then beams the radiant eye with lovely light. Clear as the moon amid the tranquil night ; Mild as the star, that gilds the morn of May, And powerful as the sun that rules the day ! Earth knows no other object half so fair. And heaven can scarcely boast a brighter there ! " May every fair one thus improve her charms. And him she loves be worthy of her arms ! Then round Britannia's wave-embosomed isle Shall Bounty triumph and Affection smile." In connection with these records of Montgomery's early advocacy of the interests of humanity^ may be mentioned the kindness which he received at this period from the late Dr. Browne, one of the most zealous and efficient patrons of the Infirmary, as well as the urbane and gentlemanly leader in most of the meetings of the respectable inhabitants of Sheffield. To the memory of this venerable man — one of the last members of the ^^old school" in the place — Montgomery paid a just and grateful tribute, at the close of his editorial career in 1825. After adverting to '^the delirium of those evil days, and that strife of evil tongues " which sur- rounded him, and to tlie manner in which he was made ^^ the heir to the treasured worth that was ready to burst upon the head of his predecessor " Gales, Mont- gomery thus proceeds : — ■^* '^ It is true, that, amidst all these tribulations, I had many ardent and active friends, by whose help I was carried through my legal adversities with small pecuniary loss, and with all the consolation which kind offices could afford. One instance of rare magnanimity I must mention — the late Dr. Browne stood by me through every perplexity. He was then at the head of the town, and having the command of all the public business, he never failed to throw as much of it into my hands as circumstances would warrant. What rivals soli- TRIBUTE TO DK. BROWNE. 301 cited, and enemies would have intercepted, be resolutely and gratuitously bestowed upon me, tbougb I never asked a boon of him, nor in any way compromised my own independence to secure his patronage. Even when I was under prosecu- tion, and in prison, at the instance of those with whom he was politically connected, he never changed countenance towards me, nor omitted an opportunity of serving me. The resolutions and addresses of loyal meetings he has repeatedly brought away with him to my office, jocularly telling me what battles he had been fighting in my behalf to win them. The manliness with which these favours were conferred, gave them a grace and a value beyond what I could estimate at the time, and probably secured for me a measure of per- sonal respect in the town which otherwise I might not have so easily obtained. It was in the crisis of my affairs, and during the heedlessness of youth respecting ulterior con- sequences, that he thus delicately and dexterously aided me, both against my adversaries and myself. Meanwhile I did not shrink from expressing my own opinions in the very newspapers which he made the vehicle of his when at va- riance with mine ; nor did I perceive that I lost his esteem by such conduct. On one occasion, indeed (not political), we had a misunderstanding respecting a point which he very earnestly urged, but which I would not yield, because I was confidently right, according to my most deliberate judgment. This disagreement occurred during a personal interview at his house ; but I had scarcely reached home, when I received from him a conciliatory message, which did equal credit to his candour and his condescension. This tribute I gladly pay to the memory of the greatest public character that has done honour or service to Sheffield ; and I should prove my- self unworthy of his former regards, if I did not thus record the name of Dr. Browne as one of my earliest, longest, and best benefactors." 302 MEMOIKS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. CHAP. xxir. 1798. VOLUNTARY CONTRIBUTIONS IN SUPPORT OF THE WAR. — MONTGOMERY'S EDITORIAL INDEPENDENCE. OFFENDS DR. BROWNE. LETTERS TO ASTON. "A THOUGHT." ODD FELLOWSHIP. REDHEAD YORKE AT SHEFFIELD. PAUCITY OF POLITICAL COMJNIENT. "REMONSTRANCE TO WINTER." — "loss OF THE LOCKS." During this year, *^ voluntary contributions/' as they v^ere called, were raised by most of the large towns in the kingdom, to meet the exigencies of government in defence of the country; in other words, to assist in carrying on the war against France. The Editor of the ^'Iris'^ had all along, in the most explicit and decisive manner, protested against the hostilities which were then raging between the belligerents throughout Eu- rope ; and, in consequence of that sentiment, it was now easy to put to the test his independence and in- tegrity. He would, indeed, willingly have been silent on the subject of these ^^ contributions ;" but neu- trality was rendered impossible ; for he received from a gentleman of the first respectability and influence in the town of Sheflield the following paragraph, which he was requested to insert, as his own^ in the news- paper : — i^The Voluntary Subsckiption for the defence of the country, under the authority of Parliament, which was opened at this place last week, has met with a general and very spirited support. Indeed the success of it has been VOLUNTAEY CONTRIBUTIONS IN AID OF THE WAR. 303 such as must have equalled the warmest wishes of its ad- vocates, who profess (however they may differ on other political subjects) to subscribe, at this awful crisis, in defence of the religion, laws, and constitution of their country, and of its maritime power, trade, commerce, and agriculture, when the destruction of the whole is openly threatened by an insulting and ferocious foe — by an enemy so implacable as to have repeatedly declared, that the constitution of this country and that of France cannot be suflfered to exist at the same time, and that, in consequence, "Delejida est Carthago ;' meaning, " Britain must be completely conquered, and HER boasted CONSTITUTION ANNIHILATED." During the same week, he received another commu- nication, in sentiment diametrically opposite to the foregoing. This was an extract from the ^^ Morning Chronicle/' including a speech of Mr. Windham^ in 1778, against voluntary contributions : both these ar- ticles he did publish, in the following week, but accom- panied by the following remarks : — " The Editor of the ^ Iris ' frankly declares that he can adopt neither of the preceding paragraphs as the expression of his own sentiments on the measure of voluntary contri- butions : yet such were the peculiar and perplexing circum- stances of the case, that he could not have admitted the one and rejected the other, without criminal duplicity — a mean- ness of which he conceives he has never yet been guilty, as a servant of the public — a meanness to which no terror nor temptation shall compel or induce him to stoop. . . . The Editor of the ''Iris,' like every other man who exercises the privileges of a rational being, has an opinion of his own ; but as it is of no more consequence to the public than that of the humblest individual in the town, he chooses to be silent concerning it. That opinion, however, to him is sacred, and by him shall be preserved inviolate. The jus- tice which he renders to others he demands for himself. This will not be denied to him by that respectable portion of 304 MEMOIKS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. the community, consisting of persons as various in their opinions as they are dissimilar in their looks, whose patron- age alone an honest man would wish to deserve and to secure. His highest ambition is, to discharge his duty — his proudest boast, to preserve his independence. On this delicate and embarrassing occasion he conceives that he has fulfilled the former, and that he has not forfeited the latter. But should he ever wilfully violate that duty, and meanly sacrifice that independence, may the ^Iris' perish with in- famy! May the curse of Cain alight on its Editor! May he want a friend when he most needs him ! " Perhaps at this moment he writes too warmly ; but he writes as he feels on the subject. Never, while life and cha- racter are dear to him, shall the hand that pens these lines belie the heart that prompts them! In whatever light the conduct of the Editor of the 'Iris' may be viewed by others, he is determined to regulate it entirely by the dic- tates of his own conscience. Then, if, while sailing between the wind of one party and the waves of another, the little vessel in which he and his fortunes are embarked should be wrecked upon Scylla, or engulphed in Charybdis^ he may smile at destruction, and exclaim, with triumphant tran- quillity, ' Iivas not born^ Ihave not livedo I shall not die^ a Demagogue or a Parasite T^^ The resolution not to adopt, as his own, the senti- ments of any individual — laudable in itself, and in- variably acted upon by Montgomery — lost him, in the issue, the powerful patronage and support of the gentle- man alluded to, Dr. Browne. For although in this particular case that venerable man got over the chagrin of his first disappointment, another occasion occurred, in which Montgomery again felt it to be his duty to act independently, when, as already stated, he experienced the grief, first, of suflfering hard reproaches from his old friend; secondly, of receiving from him a formal message of apology ; and, lastly, of knowing that he Ills EDITORIAL INDEPENDENCE. 305 had^ after all, lost the good-will, or at least the good offices, of an influential individual. Nevertheless, he persevered in his determination not to yield to personal interference, and on no occasion, as we have said, did fear, flattery, or compromise ever open the editorial department of the '' Iris " to volunteer authorship ; at the same time, its columns were ever most unreservedly free to correspondents who chose to criticise his own conduct or opinions, or for the sober and seasonable discussion of topics of real interest and usefulness. We have given the foregoing case, as in duty bound, exactly as we find it, and we might fairly enough leave it to the unbiassed judgment of the reader ; it seems, however, if not to call for, at least to justify a passing observation. With the opinions of those persons who approved, or of those who opposed the war, we have here nothing to do ; but it is not so easy to evade the question of Montgomery's right to deal as he did with his two conflicting correspondents, and with his as- sumption of merit in so doing. The editor of a news- paper is, without dispute, entitled to adopt either an active or a neutral position in reference to politics in general ; he is equally at liberty, as a conscientious partisan, to take up the defence of views which may be regarded as extreme by opponents in either direction, or he may act and speak independently on all questions as Montgomery did, and as most newspaper-writers profess to do. It is quite as undeniable that no such individual should, if he can help it, allow himself to be trailed or trapped, drawn or driven into the avowal of his sentiments on any point for merely idle or sinister purposes ; but, on the other hand, there are great public questions, involving the responsibility of immediate action, concurrence or resistance, from the duty of speaking out on which, a professed adviser of others VOL. I. X 306 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. cannot ordinarily shrink under the plea of neutrality, much less of independence. And such a conjuncture appears to have been that which fairly placed Mont- gomery at issue with his two correspondents. Admit- ting that he escaped, as he had a perfect right to do, both horns of a formidable dilemma, it was only by getting safely between them : meanwhile, those per- sons who approved, and those who reprobated the ^^ voluntary contribution," were alike allowed to impale themselves, if for no better end, as a warning to each other ! A more single-minded and truer-hearted in- dividual than Montgomery did not exist ; but having been twice, and so recently, victimised for alleged libels on the war and its actors, he may unconsciously, if not pardonably, have allowed discretion to take the form, and use the language, of independence in the delicate case before us. James Montgomery to Joseph Aston. "Sheffield, March 6. 1798. ^^Dear Friend, "... I have been nearly crazed during the last fortnight with the din of jarring politicians. The mania of Voluntary Contributions towards the promotion of this detes- table war, has seized upon the inhabitants of Sheffield, as well as in other loyal towns. There are, however, some persons of the greatest wealth and consequence here, who warmly oppose the measure. A kind of paper warfare has been carried on between the two parties ; I have been employed by the champions on both sides of the question, and have not ob- jected to print rules, advertisements, &c., for either the one or the other. But determined, at all events^ to preserve the independence of the ' Iris ', I have peremptorily rejected overtures from both sides to insert essays and paragraphs either for or against the measure. This has exposed me to a great deal of censure and illiberality from the violent of both parties ; I have been alternately coaxed and threatened U A rn^^FT^XTrr. '> A THOUGHT." 307 by each, but have hitherto inflexibly resisted their importu- nities and despised their menaces. Circumstances of this kind, however tranquil or moderate I may appear in pub- lic, wound me in private to the quick. I am too humble to despise the good opinion of the most insignificant of human beings, but I am too proud to purchase patronage from the most exalted by meanness and servility. On calmly re- viewing my conduct, I am perfectly satisfied with it on this occasion; but the exertion of such a haughty spirit of inde- pendence has cost me inconceivable agony of mind. When this ferment has subsided, I believe I shall not have lost one well-wisher whose friendship was worth preserving. And so, friend Aston! you can trace me even in ^A Thought.' I imagined I had concealed myself very snugly in so small a compass; but if I had reflected a moment, I might have supposed that I should certainly be detected when my 'Thought' expanded itself, and the ichole universe be found m some corner of it ! ''Your sincere and faithful friend, " Mr. J. Aston, Manchester." The following are the verses alluded to at the close of the foregoing letter : — " 'A Thought: " While shadowy Night expands his starry wings, And bears the brilUant moon upon his breast, Beyond this scene of transitoiy things My spirit soars, and all her sorrows rest. " Come, Contemplation ! wonder- viewing maid ! And lift sublime thine intellectual eye ; See the blue galaxy of space displayed. Behold the living glories of the sky ! " In beautiful magnificence of light, Le«"ions of radiant luminaries roll ; Like flaming cherubim, with banners bright, In triumph marching o'er the convex pole, X 2 308 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY, - " Each twinkling beauty beams a mighty sun. To circling worlds dispensing life and day ; Worlds — that through pathless fields of ether run^ By sister moons attended on their way. "But who shall trace the dark, bewildering maze, Where the free Wanderers of Creation roam — That borrow, from a thousand suns, their blaze, And make th' unbounded universe their home? " Rise ! — rend the veil of this contracted sky; Explore the secrets of the dread abyss ; Dart through immensity a seraph's eye, From earth's dim dungeon to the realms of bliss! ^^ An awful vision overwhelms the sight ! Where bold imagination never trod, — The sun of suns, the native land of light. All Nature's centre — stands The Throne of God ! " His throne? — weak worm I where hast thou found His Canst thou confine the Deity to place? [throne? Know that He dwells within Himself alone, — His time, eternity! — His presence, space!" Montgomery says, in a letter to Aston, dated Sept. 22. 1798:— ^^The present is a second edition of the age of marvels. I have just been down to the Tontine Inn, to receive instructions to print a large number of flaming posting bills, addressed to ' The Enemies of Tyranny^ Plunder^ and Oppression^ in- viting the Friends of ^ Liberty^ Religion^ and our glorious Constitution^^ to rally round the standard of — of whom ? — Lieutenant-Colonel Henry Redhead Yorke! ! ! The regi- ment is to be baptized ' The Sheffield and Manchester Fen- cihles^ to serve in Great Britain and America, only during the war. Mr. Yorke, I am informed (for I have not yet had any confidential discourse with him), has been at Manchester several weeks — but did not discover himself to his old friends, the reformers." ODD FELLOWSHIP* 309 Besides the placarding of the walls with the " bills " alluded to, there appeared in the '^ Iris " two co- lumns of extract from Yorke's ^^ Letter to the Re- formers/' which, according to the '' British Critic," exhibited ^^ a full, honourable, and manly recantation of those principles for the promulgation of which the author had suffered a long imprisonment; as also an attested account of his unsolicited appointment to a lieutenant-colonelcy." But the contrast between the ardent reform orator of yesterday, and the loyal re- cruiting officer of to-day, was too violent for the '' men of Sheffield : " they looked on, and laughed, but would not enUst. The quasi mysteries of ^' Odd Fellowship " had been recently introduced into Sheffield ; and as the motives and operations of all secret societies, more especially the Freemasons and their congeners, were indicted for *' conspiracy " in Professor Robison's remarkable pubKcation, this precursor of a class of clubs, now become so common under various names, was not ex- empted from suspicion. Montgomery, on several occa- sions, expressed opinions on the harmlessness, as well as the whimsicalities of the order.* This year the * " Amono: tlie oddities of this wonder-lovino^ a^-e, we learn that a cluh of Odd Fellows has lately sprung up in this town. With the laws and manners of this right whimsical society we are only imperfectly acquainted. The line of oddity will no doubt admit of as much variety as the Une of beauty, which nobody will say is a wrong one, though every body is agreed that it is not a right one. The Negro looks for beauty on a black skin, and the European on a white one : oddity may be equally found in the heart and in the head ; in a lono; nose — a short one — or no nose at all ; in a cottage, or in a palace ; in a judge's wig, or in a bishop's apron. Wishing these gentlemen every possible success in the pursuit of eccentricities, we could not forbear remarking, on read- ing their advertisement, that, odd as they may be in other respects, X 3 310 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. Rev. G. Smith preached a sermon before the ^^ United Lodge/' at the parish church, on which occasion the verses entitled '' Religion, an occasional Hymn*/' were written and smig. This sermon became the subject of much conversation, and of some illiberal strictures ; in consequence of which, the editor of the ^^ Iris " entered into rather an elaborate justification of his reverend friend. The following are the concluding para- graphs : — " The name of the society of Odd Fellows has been se- riously censured. But what are names ? You may christen your pointer, Plato — but is Plato therefore a philosopher ? The pointer, in his language, may dignify his master with the name of Bow Woio — but is Boiv Wow therefore a dog ? There hves not a man who regards with more sovereign indifference the pageantry of public processions than the writer ; but if others delight in such harmless amusements, a noble mind would equally disdain to envy or abridge their pleasure. " In conclusion, as the appearance of secrecy naturally awakens jealousy, let the public vigilantly watch the pro- ceedings of this eccentric fraternity, and let the latter se- verely scrutinise their own conduct, guard against impru- dence, and study so to live, that whatever their enemies may say to their discredit, none shall believe them. Then, they are at least even with all other clubs in the essential article of celebrating a Feast ! Indeed, without eating and drinking we know not how the soul and body of any club, corporation, or society could be kept together. A feast ties a knot which Father Time himself could sooner cut asunder than unloose. When a man is born there is a feast! when he is married there is a feast ! when he dies there is a feast! — even in the grave there is a feast! of which the master does not partake, though he has the happiness to be present — a feast for his brethren and sisters, the worms." —Iris, Sept. 1796. * AVorks, p. 265. LETTER TO ASTON. 311 to borrow the beautiful metaphor of the text, men shall no longer prize the tree by the whistling of the winds of ca- lumny that agitate its branches, but ' hy their fruits shall they be known^ Propitious rain and sunshine cannot mel- low away the asperity of the bramble, and tempt forth grapes from his reluctant stem ; nor can seasons the most inclement, and a soil the most sterile, compel the generous vine to change her nature, and put forth thorns. May this injured society be a cultivated inclosure, where vines and olives flourish in luxuriant pride, untainted by the mildew of detraction, striking roots amidst tempests, and bearings in redundant profusion, the blessed fruits of Friendship, Love, and Truth ! " So much for Odd Fellows. In the following letter, we not only perceive some- thing of the writer's trepidation of mind, immediately after his escape from some apprehended or threatened prosecution, but we have an affecting glimpse of his mental sufferings at this time, from a source of deeper trial — a wounded spirit ; and to this must obviously be attributed much of the melancholy which, whatever the tone of his verse, marked his epistolary commu- nications at this period. While reading what follows, it is impossible not to lament that his correspondent, amiable and intelligent as he was, could not point his friend to the true and only fountain of comfort, to which he was presently directed by the despised Me- thodist preachers. James Montgomery to Joseph Aston. " Sheffield, Feb. 23. 1799. '' My bear Friend, " Since I wrote to you last, I have suffered much anxiety, and enjoyed little repose in my own bosom. I feel myself at the present moment (between 11 and 12 o'clock on Saturday night), moral[ising] and melancholy. I will therefore, as far as this paper will permit, ease my mind in some small degree, by unveiling some of its weaknesses, X 4 312 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MOKTGOMERY. its follies, its vices to you. The eye of Friendship will look with tender and indulgent compassion upon them ; and I know that the heart of Friendship will generously sympa- thise with the sufferings, which by the cold head of Reason may be contemplated with scorn and contempt. Imaginary they may be called ; but in my opinion, imaginary ills are the most real^ because of all others the most inveterate and incurable. A disorder that preys upon the body is quickly cured, or soon wears it away into primitive dust : the worm that gnaws the vitals of the soulj partakes of its essence — of its immortality! '- There are three springs of everlasting uneasiness per- petually flowing in my bosom — the cares of life, ambition of fame, and, the worst, the most deplorable of all — reli- gious horrors. With regard to the first, — in my business, chained as I am, like Prometheus to the rock, the vulture of care feeds on my bowels. Since I wrote in September, I have suffered in my mind what I would not again undergo for any temptation which lucre could offer. You may guess what were my sensations, when I tell you, that from the middle of November to the latter end of January, for a trifle which men of firmer minds would have laughed at, I tortured myself with the agonising apprehensions of again being dragged to Doncaster Sessions. I cannot give you further explanation here ; the danger is now past, and the spirit of alarm which harassed my dreams by night, and my reveries by day, is laid to rest. I tremble to tread upon its grave, lest the pressure of my foot should awaken it again. ^' On the second point — my mad ambition, — ever since last August, my brain has been in the state of Vesuvius during the crisis of eruption. I have been labouring con- tinually upon a spot of Parnassus, which promises to be as unfruitful, as ungrateful to me, as the most barren field I ever cultivated there before. As my plan is still imperfect, and the issue in suspense, I shall wait a little longer before I reveal it to you. If I be successful, I am sure of your congratulations ; if I be unfortunate, you shall judge whether 1 deserved to be so. PAUCITY OF rOLITICAL COMMENT. 313 '' On the last Lead — my religious horrors — I will be can- did, as I have always endeavoured to be to you. [[Here followed five lines, which are blotted out in the original letter — they probably refer to the happy experience of his early piety at school.] Such has been my education — such, I will venture to say, has been my experience in the morn- ing of life — that I can never, never entirely reject it, and embrace any system of morality not grounded upon that revelation. What can I do ? I am tossed to and fro on a sea of doubts and perplexities ; the further I am carried from that shore where once I was happily moored, the weaker grow my hopes of ever reaching another where I may anchor in safety ; at the same time, my hopes of returning to the harbour I have left are diminished in proportion. This is the present state of my mind ! I do not know whether you will be able, from this hasty, imperfect sketch, to understand your friend any better : I cannot expect that it will increase your esteem ; but I trust, though it may make you think less highly, it won't induce you to think less kindly, of " Your sincere and affectionate friend, " J. M. G. " Mr. Aston, Mauchcster." Whether the ^* dread of a prison/' which seems to have haunted the editor of the ^^ Iris/' like a ghost, or a mere unwillingness to oppose his own views on the war question to those of his fellow-countrymen, who were at least paying a heavy price for their sincerity, had most to do in restraining his pen at this period, we pretend not to say; the paucity of his political com- ments is certainly remarkable throughout both this and the preceding year. The assessed taxes are tripled ; while on the European continent, in Egypt and else- where^ the most momentous military and naval move- ments are taking place ; the Habeas Corpus Act sus- pended, volunteers are raised, the income-tax doubled ; and yet these movements, in every way so important and exciting, scarcely provoke a dozen paragraphs iu 314 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. the form of '' leaders/' during the current twenty-four months of which our pages present this brief record. The place in his newspaper previously and afterwards allotted to political comments, was at this period mostly occupied with articles on the Infirmary, other local charities, and — the theatre ! In April appeared the ^^ Remonstrance to Winter/' * which was unusually protracted and severe, having ^^ commenced in the first week of November, and con- tinued till the first week in May : " Jior, as he said, judging from the oflerings of his poetical correspon- dents, ^' does the vernal season appear to have been more genial in the regions of Parnassus." In July he published, under the title of " Edmund and Ella," his tradition of '' The Vigil of St. Mark."t From a passage in a brief memoir of Montgomery, published many years ago, curiosity was raised by an allusion to, and extract from a poem, which was not only projected and executed, but of which nearly the en- tire printed edition was destroyed by the author. This procedure, so creditable to IMontgomery, was not equally satisfactory to some of his friends : though he told us that he believed Dr. Aikin, Mr. Rhodes, and another individual who never acknowledged the present, were the only persons who at that time had seen the volume. When, in after years, a similar uncorrected copy was placed in our hands by the author, it was accompanied with an injunction, that we would not, on any account, allow it to be transcribed or reprinted, either wholly or in part, as he intended, at some future time, so to cut down and correct it, as to make it a readable poem ; and probably print it himself, in order to prevent any * Works, p. 263., where eleven verses represent the seventeen ori^iiiiilly printed. t AVorks, p. 219. ^^ LOSS OF THE LOCKS.'' 315 surreptitious or malicious publication of a work the existence of which, in its original shape, was to him a source of regret. The history of this composition was as follows. In Dr. Anderson's ^^ Bee" (vol. xii. p. 76.), some account is given of a mineral found in Siberia, which is com- posed of fine threads of red shorl inclosed by nature in transparent rock-crystal : these, when regularly dis- posed, as they sometimes happen to be, resemble those tresses of real hair so often put into lockets or brooches, in honour of some friend, relative, or lover. This lusus naturcBy soon after its discovery, was aptly named die- veux de Venus (Yenus's hair), from its colour somewhat resembling that given by the poets to the Goddess of Beauty. Another variety of this elegant stone which has been discovered, containing green instead of red tresses, acquired the appellation of '' Thetis's hair." In the same number of the '' Bee " (Nov. 14. 1792), a correspondent, signing himself '^ Arcticus," and who was in reality Dr. Guthrie, physician to the Imperial Cadet Corps at St. Petersburg, the author of several useful mineralogical papers, offered, as prizes for poetical competition, two fine ring-stones of the substances al- luded to, — ^^ The first, for the best classical fable of that fair jilt's [Venus] trip to Siberia, and the manner she left her golden locks in a crystal rock. The second, a ring-stone of the sea-goddess's hair, whom they [the poets] must get to Siberia as they can, or the offered stone, its production, will not be within their reach." The gems were in the hands of Dr. Anderson, but what became of them does not appear ; there is no record in the '^ Bee " of either adjudication of, or poetical com- petition for the prizes.* * In the notes '' To Correspondents," in the " Bee," vol. xv. p. 152., di prose composition on the subject is acknowledged. 316 MEMOIRS OF JAMES MONTGOMERY. Accidentally meeting with the volume containing the account of these curious Russian minerals, some time after the periodical had dropped, Montgomery amused his imagination with tracing their origin in the fable before us. It was a work of haste ; for, as he once told us, " Though the introductory lines were written five years before the publication of the poem in the * Iris,' in December 1799, the remainder was composed week by week, as it was wanted by the compositor." A corrected copy of the work alluded to having been latterly placed in our hands by the author, and without any restriction either expressed or implied as to the use which might be made of it, we shall print it entire at the end of this volume. We do this for two reasons : in the first place, because, as there could be no difficulty in obtaining copies, its present appearance may neutralise the temptation to re-issue the piece in its originally ob- jectionable form ; and, secondly, because it is worth pre- servation for its own sake, as a spirited and ingenious poem ; for, however little entertainment the public may have missed by its temporary suppression on the one hand, it will perhaps, on the other hand, be" admitted that, while widely different from the later and more chaste productions of Montgomery's pen, it is less discreditable to the author than some persons have imagined. APPENDIX. THE LOSS OF THE LOCKS: A SIBERIAN TALE. CANTO I. Once on a time, — and you may know 'Tis now three thousand years ago, Near ancient Troy, — though when and where, To us is neither here nor there ; Who dare dispute the truth of fable ? When once a poet slips his cable, He scuds away before the wind, While in their cockboats, far behind, Critics in vain pursue the chase, Distanced alike in time and place- So the proud swan triumphant sails. While ducks at distance wag their tails. Achilles dead, his mother Thetis Bewailed her son in dismal ditties ; And mourned her own immortal lot. Since he could die and she could not. Around her cave a beauteous throng Of mermaids poured the plaintive song, And all the tears of those sweet girls Were metamorphosed into pearls ; Which as they fell they caught with care, And strung them on their sea-green hair. 318 APPENDIX. Stern Neptune shared his daughter's pain. And Amphitrite shrieked amain ; Through all the sea the sorrow ran, The Tritons blubbered to a man. The billows heaved with such emotion, There seemed an earthquake in the ocean ; While, blest in vain with hearts of stone. Relenting rocks returned the moan. Rapacious sharks released their prey, And swooned delightfully away ; Herrings, like floating islands, hung In listening millions on her tongue ; And sentimental shrimps did languish In all the ecstasy of anguish ; Unwieldy turtles bounced their best. And seemed deliciously distrest ; E'en sympathising lobsters wailed, And wondered what their pincers ailed ; Oysters lay gasping in their beds. And cockles shook their sapient heads ; Crabs clasped their claws, with frantic air, In all the pathos of despair ! At length the tide, that flowed so high, Began to ebb in every eye ; Thetis resolved to seek relief, And in a voyage drown her grief. The Dame was soon equipt for sea, (A tighter vessel could not be^) And all her sorrows, all her charms, Committed to her legs and arms ; No seventy-four, with all its trimming. Was ever more expert at swimming : Though wild and high the surges swelled. Her lightest touch their wrath repelled. A fleet of dolphins formed her train. And gaily gambolled through the main. Swift as the moon's awakening beam, Swift as a disappearing dream, iiTr^t^Ci ^^ r^^^ ^ ^^^^r. 99 LOSS OF THE LOCKS." 319 Swift as the whirlwind sweeps the sky, Swift as a spider snaps a flj. So swift along the yielding spray Her gallant elbows won their way. As when the moon and starry host. On heaven's tempestuous ocean tost. Bathe their bright forms in billowy clouds, Then start in splendour from their shrouds, And braving wind and weather bleak, Play all night long at hide and seek, Thus Thetis with her dolphin-crew, Alternate rose and sunk from view. Now in the whelming gulf concealed. Then fresh in rosy Woom revealed, Light o'er the glistening wave she glides. With glowing cheek, and panting sides. Waves her green locks, and winds her limbs The surface circling as she swims ; Fond Ocean clasped her on his breast, And bore her blushino: to the West. -9 't) O for immortal Homer's fire. Or humbler Virgil's sweeter lyre. To sing, in strains that wildly weep, My Lady's dangers in the deep ! How like ^neas and Ulysses, From Scylla's fangs and Circe's kisses. From self-consuming Etna's rage. From Polyphemus' dreadful cage, Ten thousand thousand perils past. She fled, — she triumphed to the last ! Now reaching that divided strand. Where Hercules' huge pillars stand. Where proud Gibraltar bullies Spain, She shoots into the western main ; And there her dolphin-train dismisses, With briny tears and balmy kisses. 320 APPENDIX. Now tost about by tempests frantic. She stoutly stems the fierce Atlantic ; And all alone, undaunted braves The roaring wilderness of waves. Yet Lisbon's rock she shuns with care, — She dreads the Inquisition there ! Nor nearer Gallia's coast is seen, — She fears no less the guillotine ! But ! she hails, with proud emotion, The mighty magnet of the ocean. That rules the waves where'er they roll, From sun to sun, from pole to pole — That sweet, sequestered island-realm. Where George the Third directs the helm ! " The Inquisition ? — George the Third ? — The guillotine ? — absurd ! absurd ! Did ever such abortive blunders Disgrace the vilest ' Tale of Wonders,' Born in despite of Nature's law, When Bedlam brains were in the straw ? What can the crazy scribbler mean ?" — To leave you. to the guillotine ; And in the teeth of railing knaves, To follow Thetis through the waves. Now dashing through the Straits of Dover, The German Ocean crossins: over, Lapland's remotest point she doubles — There falls into a sea of troubles. Her courage now begins to fail her. Islands of floating ice assail her. Bulge her sweet ribs with barbarous shocks, Amidst the crash of falling rocks ; Not Jove himself was more embarrassed^ When, by rebellious Titans harassed. The mountains rattled round his ears. And spoiled the music of the spheres. ^^LOSS OF THE LOCKSo" ^ 321 The goddess thus besieged around, Sighs for a foot of solid ground, Strains every sinew, spends her strength, And in Siberia lands at lensfth. What strange adventures there beft;l, The Muse another time shall tell ; After such tossing on the billows, My readers languish for their pillows : Go, gentle friends, and slumber free From all the dangers of the sea, For mightier perils, still in store. The Fates reserve for you on shore. CANTO IL The goddess rising with a smile. Like Egypt from the waves of Nile, Fresh from the renovating flood. On the bleak beach astonished stood ; When, all around her, she descried A ghastly region, wild and wide, Whose flowerless hills, and famished flocks, Were howling wolves and horrid rocks ; While chill and wintry blew the breeze, O'er icy lakes and leafless trees. Then rushed on her dejected mind. The classic scenes she left behind, — The shores of Greece, the Trojan plain, The islands of the ^gean main. Those lovely infants of the deep, On Ocean's lap that smile and sleep ! Then sobs convulsive shook her breast, Warm gushed the tears, too long represt, VOL. I Y 322 APPENDIX. And, paler than the polar snow, She looked unutterable woe. Now sweetly sailing with the wind, Soft on a rosy cloud reclined, Pensive and pale, and unattended, The Queen of Love from heaven descended. At her approach the hideous wild With melancholy pleasure smiled ; Thus from the womb of ancient Night, All beauteous sprang created Light ; The infant smiled the mother dead. Chaos beheld his son — and fled ! The ladies met with marvelling eyes, That spoke unspeakable surprise ; Thetis at length the silence brake. And thus the gentle goddess spake: — " Well ! by the polar star, my dear, What doth the Queen of Beauty here ? Did e'er immortal dame before Run foul of such a rough lee-shore ? " Venus replied, in accents low, Light as the flakes of falling snow: — ^' While sporting in the fields of air. All in a curricle and pair, A vulture scared my harnessed doves. And put to flight the pretty loves. In vain I strove with softest words To soothe my poor affrighted birds ; With trembling hand I tried in vain To check them with the silken rein : My winged steeds, — more wild than they That whirled the chariot of the day, When young Apollo set the spheres All in a blaze about our ears, — Their fainting mistress bore on high, Through many a thousand miles of sky ; "LOSS OF THE LOCKS." 323 Till reaching Winter's dire dominions, Dead dropped my doves, with powerless pinions : I fell ! — a cloud to save me flew, And kindly wafted me to you !" While Venus told her tender tale, Thetis by turns grew red and pale ; At length she cried, — but scarce could speak, For both her eyes had sprung a leak, — . " All's well at last, but by this light. Where, comrade, shall we mess to-night ? The moon you see, o'er yonder vale, Hath just weighed anchor and set sail; Her fleet of stars are all afloat. Each in his little jolly-boat ! " '^ Behold," quoth Venus, " where a cavern Invites us like a friendly tavern." " Crowd every sail then, at a venture,'^ Cried Thetis, " helm's a-lee, and enter V Reaching the grotto in a minute. The ladies went to roost within it ; But ah ! for lack of feather beds, They made their pillows of their heads, Unbound their locks divinely fair^ Veiled their fine limbs in mantling hair. And slept in sheets of snow so nice, With blankets of the purest ice, . All comfortable, cold, and clean — Strange berths for goddesses I ween ! Yet there, in Winter's frozen lap. Unguarded Beauty stole a nap ; Thus red and white, through withering snows, The lovely laurustinus blows. On twilight mountains, stretched afar. That freeze beneath the polar star, In wild and melancholy state, A beldame grasps the shears of fate ; T 2 324 APPENDIX. A witch of such tremendous skill, She wields the elements at will ! With man she claims a kindred birth, Her limbs, like his, were formed from earth ; The quickening air her breath supplies, And fire and water are her eyes ; Darkness her veil, her face is light, Her motion day, her slumber night. Her varying moods the Seasons bring, She blushes summer, smiles the spring ; 'Tis autumn when she looks serene. And winter when she has the spleen. The morning strews her path with flowers. Which evening bathes in balmy showers ; In her the warbling birds rejoice, For all their music is her voice. Ancient as Time, unchanged as Truth, She glories in perennial youth ; Her floating garments grace the skies, Clouds of a thousand forms and dyes. When midnight meteors glance and glare, She shakes her scintillating hair ; When horrible eclipses happen, 'Tis then she puts her conjuring cap on ! She lends the wandering planets wings, Holds the fixed stars in leading strings. And coins new moons, as kings do gold. From the light clippings of the old. The sun obeys her daily motion ; Her footsteps petrify the ocean ; The undulations of the tides Are but the heaving of her sides ; The willing winds her yoke obey. Hailstorms and tempests cleave her way ; And eager lightnings, prompt to fly, Pause on the twinkle of her eye ; Deep roll the thunders round her head. And earthquakes tremble at her tread ! ^*^LOSS OF THE LOCKS." 325 But what can speak her boundless fame ? A word ! — for Natuhe is her name ! The reader^ big with expectation, Stands like a note of admiration ! Why glare those unbelieving eyes ? Poets are licensed to surprise : Shall Aristotle or Longinus, To reasonable bounds confine us ? The bard has neither wit nor sense, Who cannot oft with both dispense. Know too, in this enlightened age. The marvellous is all the rage : Monsters as naturally are bred As maggots in a scribbler's head. While little limits do contain A mighty wilderness of brain, Whence fiends and forms, more grim to view Than Lybian deserts ever knew. Rush o'er the realms of Truth and Taste, And lay the world of reading waste ! Genius itself, in wild weeds clad. With insipidity run mad. And moon-eyed Nonsense, staring blind, Have so bewitched the public mind. That authors must^ in times like these, Work miracles for bread and cheese, Like conjurors amuse the many. And raise the devil to raise a penny ! Hold, let us take a little breath. Nor, swan-like, sing ourselves to death : With Mother Nature newly drawn, We'll leave the goddesses in pawn ; But soon in canto third and last. Make full atonement for the past; And to redeem our lovely pledges. Break down all Aristotle's hedges. T 3 326 APPENDIX. CANTO III. Great Nature now, transcendent queen. Enters our wild Siberian scene ; Around in hushed attention lies. The theatre of earth and skies ; Not deeper silence, darker gloom, Lull the cold region of the tomb. Marshalled in dreadful ranks at hand. The elements on tiptoe stand. Spirits that earth and ocean fill, Or work in fire and air her will ; Impatient each to prove his power, And rule, the tyrant of the hour, Yet trembling with mysterious awe, Live on her look — her look their law! She came : the clouds before her sight, Undrew the curtains of the night ; The smiling moon, and stars serene, Bowed in bright homage to their queen ; Gay northern glories o'er the sky Broke from the lightning of her eye ; While all the hoary hills below Shone in the majesty of snow ; The echoing vales with music rang, For bears and wolves in concert sang ; Shrill piped the gale, and hoarse and deep The waves responded in their sleep. Pleased with the scene, th' enchantress smiled In boundless beauty o'er the wild. Then, lest its charms too soon be lost, Bound the resplendent night in frost ! Her awful head she then declined, And sunk to stillness with the wind ; Cold o'er her nerves the numbness crept, And chilled her heart-strings — Nature slept ! Outstretched she lay, from west to east. Six thousand English miles at least: '^LOSS OF THE LOCKS." 327 From gloomy Greenland's coast forlorn. To where Kamtschatka hails the morn, The lady's longitude extended, — And there the frost began and ended ! " How dare you libel Nature thus ? Think not to pass such dreams on us !" Nay, critics, do not storm about her. We could not make a frost without her ; And bards, for lack of better means, Are privileged to use machines : The Muse had sworn, whate'er the cost, To pawn Parnassus for a frost ; A frost the story did require. Though frost had set the world on fire! When o'er the hills the morning broke, Thetis and Cytherea 'woke. But vainly struggled in their beds. To loose their limbs, and lift their heads ; Those heads that lent their ample tresses, To wind those limbs in soft undresses, Those heads the tyrant Frost had bound. Those limbs enchanted to the ground, Congealed in ice those radiant locks. And fixed the goddesses on rocks. Thus Gulliver, as Swift relates, — The shuttlecock of adverse fates, — By winds and waves, with dire commotion, Borne o'er the solitude of ocean, Landed at length his luckless foot On the sweet shore of Lilliput ; Where, like a weather-beaten ass. He couched and slumbered on the grass ; But waking soon, with horror found His limbs in cobweb-cables bound. By every hair upon his head Chained fast to his terrestrial bed! 328 APPENDIX. With lucid ice encrusted round, Like flies in beauteous amber found, Our dames, in cold confinement pent ; By Nature's act of parliament, Pled Magna Charta to no purpose. And sued in vain for Habeas Corpus ; Ah ! who with Nature can contend. And hope to triumph in the end ? If at the door the witch you spurn. Quick through the window she'll return ; Driven from the head, you feel her dart Through every fibre of the heart ! So when physicians hunt the gout, The lame distemper skips about From limb to limb, and stops with ease The patient's breath, the doctor's fees. When Jove beheld the mighty odds. He called a synod of the gods ; Gods who in wood, and stone, and brass. For very honest men might pass ; But when from brass, and stone, and wood, The poets made them flesh and blood, The metamorphosed blocks and logs Were verily most shabby dogs. Each minor god assumed his throne ; Jove o'er the rest superior shone, Much like the Jove of winter nights, Surrounded by his satellites ! The Thunderer then, with arms a-kimbo, Told of our goddesses in limbo ; Quick at the news the powers on high Peeped from the windows of the sky, Convulsed with laughter when they saw Immortals bound by Nature's law. Almost in bankruptcy of breath. Stretched at the turnpike-gate of Death, ^^LOSS OF THE LOCKS." 329 Through which no traveller^ on trust, Did ever pass — or ever must ; Where Time himself, by Fate's decree, Pays tribute to Eternity! Momus alone, with solemn grace, Maintained his fortitude of face, Bowed at the central throne his skull, And thus addressed the Great Mogul: — " An't please your worship, my advice Would free the ladies in a trice." " Take counsel," Jove exclaimed, " of you? — The powers dethrone me if I do ! " ^^ Nay, don't be angry," Momus said ; ^^ Do anything but shake your head." That moment, such the will of Fate, With rage the Thunderer shook his pate ; Then rocked the pillars of creation, Pale Nature reeled on her foundation, Through every joint she felt the shock Of Jove's electrifying block ; Oh ! then were broken in a trice Her spell of frost and charm of ice ; Our startled captives raised their heads. And sprang triumphant from their beds ; But^ dire mischance ! among the rocks Left the rich harvest of their locks — Those locks divine, in ice inurned, That ice to purest crystal turned ! As Berenice's beams appear Enshrined in heaven's own sapphire sphere. With ringlets of celestial light. Dishevelled o'er the brows of Night, Thus in that cavern's hideous womb. Twinkling sweet splendour through the gloom. Those tresses in transparent stone, A richer constellation shone. 330 APPENDIX. Here the bright sea-nymph's curls were seen. Like fairy rings of glossy green ; And Cytherea's ravished hair, A golden treasure, glittered there^ As if the moon enthroned on high. Had cast her halo from the sky. The goddesses, struck dumb with wonder, A moment gazed, — then fled asunder; Pale Thetis sought her native haven, And reached old Greece, chagrined and shaven ; There, wandering midst her darkest rocks, She mourned Achilles — and her locks ; While Venus, on the wings of morn, Gay as a grasshopper, though shorn, Flew to the skies^ and triumphed there O'er every head and every hair ; The gods, their wives and daughters sweet, Laid beards and tresses at her feet : And every pate and every chin Was cropt and levelled to the skin; And to this origin, perhaps. We owe the birth of wigs and caps : While love shall reign the sovereign passion, Beauty will always lead the fashion. "*- END OF THE FIEST VOLUME, London : Ac and G. A. Spottiswoode, New- street- Square, A LIST or NEW WOEKS. I. JAMES MONTGOMERY'S POETICAL WORKS : Col- lective Edition ; with the Author's Autobiographical Prefaces, com- plete in One Volume ; with Portrait and Vignette. 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