<h2><SPAN name="chap61"></SPAN>CHAPTER LXI</h2>
<p class="letter">
I am arrested—carried to the Marshalsea—find my old Acquaintance
beau Jackson in that Jail—he informs me of his Adventures—Strap
arrives, and with difficulty is comforted—Jackson introduces me to a
Poet—I admire his Conversation and Capacity—am deeply affected with
my Misfortune—Strap hires himself as a Journeyman Barber</p>
<p>But this expedient was in a few weeks followed with a consequence I did not
foresee. A player, having purchased one of the suits that were exposed to sale,
appeared in it on the stage one night, while my tailor unfortunately happened
to be present. He knew it immediately, and, inquiring minutely into the affair,
discovered my whole contrivance: upon which he came into my lodgings, and
telling me that he was very much straightened for want of money, presented his
bill, which amounted to fifty pounds. Surprised at which unexpected address, I
affected to treat him cavalierly, swore some oaths, asked if he doubted my
honour, and telling him I should take care whom I dealt with for the future,
bade him come again in three days. He obeyed me punctually, demanded his money,
and finding himself amused with bare promises, arrested me that very day in the
street. I was not much shocked at this adventure, which, indeed, put an end to
a state of horrible expectation: but I refused to go to a sponging-house, where
I heard there was nothing but the most flagrant imposition: and, a coach being
called, was carried to the Marshalsea, attended by a bailiff and his follower,
who were very much disappointed and chagrined at my resolution.</p>
<p>The turnkey, guessing from my appearance that I had money in my pocket,
received me with the repetition of the Latin word depone, and gave me to
understand, that I must pay beforehand for the apartment I should choose to
dwell in. I desired to see his conveniences, and hired a small paltry
bed-chamber for a crown a week, which, in any other place, would not have let
for half the money. Having taken possession of this dismal habitation, I sent
for Strap, and my thoughts were busied in collecting matter of consolation to
that faithful squire, when somebody knocked at my door, which I no sooner
opened, than a young fellow entered in very shabby clothes and marvellous foul
linen. After a low bow, he called me by name, and asked if I had forgotten him.
His voice assisted me in recollecting his person, whom I soon recognised to be
my old acquaintance, Jackson, of whom mention is made in the first part of my
memoirs. I saluted him cordially, expressed my satisfaction at finding him
alive, and condoled him on his present situation, which, however, did not seem
to affect him much, for he laughed very heartily at the occasion of our meeting
so unexpectedly in this place. Our mutual compliments being past, I inquired
about his amour with the lady of fortune, which seemed to be so near a happy
conclusion when I had the pleasure of seeing him last: and, after an immoderate
fit of laughter, he gave me to understand that he had been egregiously bit in
that affair. “You must know,” said he, “that a few days after
our adventure with the bawd, and her b—ches, I found means to be married
to that same blue lady you speak of, and passed the night with her at her
lodgings, so much to her satisfaction, that early in the morning, after a good
deal of snivelling and sobbing, she owned, that, far from being an heiress of
great fortune, she was no other than a common woman of the town, who had
decoyed me into matrimony, in order to enjoy the privilege of a femme couverte;
and that, unless I made my escape immediately, I should be arrested for a debt
of her contracting, by bailiffs employed and instructed for that purpose.
Startled at this intimation, I rose in a twinkling, and taking leave of my
spouse with several hearty damns, got safe into the verge of the court, where I
kept snug, until I was appointed surgeon’s mate of a man-of-war at
Portsmouth; for which place I set out on Sunday, went on board of my ship, in
which I sailed to the Straits, where I had the good fortune to be made surgeon
of a sloop that came home a few months after, and was put out of commission:
whereupon, I came to London, imagining myself forgotten, and freed from my wife
and her creditors, but had not been in town a week, before I was arrested for a
debt of hers, amounting to twenty pounds, and brought to this place, where I
have been fixed by another action since that time. However, you know my
disposition, I defy care and anxiety; and being on the half-pay list, make
shift to live here tolerably easy.” I congratulated him on his
philosophy, and, remembering that I was in his debt, repaid the money he
formerly lent me, which, I believe, was far from being unseasonable. I then
inquired about the economy of the place, which he explained to my satisfaction;
and, after we had agreed to mess together, he was just now going to give orders
for dinner when Strap arrived.</p>
<p>I never in my life saw sorrow so extravagantly expressed in any countenance as
in that of my honest friend, which was, indeed, particularly adapted by nature
for such impressions. When we were left by ourselves, I communicated to him my
disaster, and endeavoured to console him with the same arguments he had
formerly used to me, withal representing the fair chance I had of being
relieved in a short time by Mr. Bowling. But his grief was unutterable: he
seemed to give attention without listening, and wrung his hands in silence; so
that I was in a fair way of being infected by his behaviour, when Jackson
returned, and, perceiving the deference I paid to Strap, although in a
footman’s habit, distributed his crumbs of comfort with such mirth,
jollity and unconcern, that the features of the distressed squire relaxed by
degrees; he recovered the use of speech, and began to be a little more
reconciled to this lamentable event. We dined together on boiled beef and
greens, brought from a cook’s shop in the neighbourhood, and, although
this meal was served up in a manner little corresponding with the sphere of
life in which I had lately lived, I made a virtue of necessity, ate with good
appetite, and treated my friends with a bottle of wine, which had the desired
effect of increasing the good humour of my fellow prisoner, and exhilarating
the spirits of Strap, who now talked cavalierly of my misfortune.</p>
<p>After dinner Jackson left us to our private affairs; when I desired my friend
to pack up all our things, and carry them to some cheap lodgings he should
choose for himself in the neighbourhood of the Marshalsea, after he had
discharged my lodgings, for which purpose I gave him money. I likewise
recommended to him the keeping my misfortune secret, and saying to my landlord,
or any other who should inquire for me, that I was gone into the country for a
few weeks: at the same time I laid strong injunctions upon him to call every
second day upon Banter, in case he should receive any letter for me from
Narcissa, by the channel of Freeman; and by all means to leave a direction for
himself at my uncle’s lodgings in Wapping, by which I might be found when
my kinsman should arrive.</p>
<p>When he departed to execute these orders (which by the bye were punctually
performed that very night), I found myself so little seasoned to my situation,
that I dreaded reflection, and sought shelter from it in the company of the
beau, who, promising to regale me with a lecture upon taste, conducted me to
the common side, where I saw a number of naked miserable wretches assembled
together. We had not been here many minutes, when a figure appeared, wrapped in
a dirty rug, tied about his loins with two pieces of list, of different
colours, knotted together; having a black bushy beard, and his head covered
with a huge mass of brown periwig, which seems to have been ravished from the
crown of some scarecrow. This apparition, stalking in with great solemnity,
made a profound bow to the audience, who signified their approbation by a
general response of “How d’ye do, doctor!” He then turned
towards us, and honoured Jackson with a particular salutation, upon which my
friend, in a formal manner, introduced him to me by the name of Mr. Melopoyn.
This ceremony being over, he advanced into the middle of the congregation,
which crowded around him, and hemming three times, to my utter astonishment,
pronounced with great significance of voice and gesture, a very elegant and
ingenious discourse upon the difference between genius and taste, illustrating
his assertions with apt quotations from the best authors, ancient as well as
modern. When he had finished his harangue, which lasted a full hour, he bowed
again to the spectators; not one of whom (I was informed) understood so much as
a sentence of what he had uttered. They manifested, however, their admiration
and esteem by voluntary contributions, which Jackson told me, one week with
another, amounted to eighteen pence. This moderate stipend, together with some
small presents that he received for making up differences and deciding causes
amongst the prisoners, just enabled him to breathe and walk about in the
grotesque figure I have described. I understood also, that he was an excellent
poet, and had composed a tragedy, which was allowed by everybody who had seen
it to be a performance of great merit: that his learning was infinite, his
morals unexceptionable, and his modesty invincible. Such a character could not
fail of attracting my regard; I longed impatiently to be acquainted with him,
and desired Jackson would engage him to spend the evening in my apartment. My
request was granted; he favoured us with his company, and, in the course of our
conversation perceiving that I had a strong passion for the Belles Lettres,
acquitted himself so well on that subject, that I expressed a fervent desire of
seeing his productions. In this point too he gratified my inclination; he
promised to bring his tragedy to my room next day, and in the meantime,
entertained me with some detached pieces, which gave me a very advantageous
idea of his poetical talent. Among other things I was particularly pleased with
some elegies, in imitation of Tibullus; one of which I beg leave to submit to
the reader as a specimen of his complexion and capacity:—</p>
<p class="poem">
Where now are all my flattering dreams of joy?<br/>
Monimia, give my soul her wonted rest;—<br/>
Since first thy beauty fixed my roving eye,<br/>
heart-gnawing cares corrode my pensive breast!<br/>
<br/>
Let happy lovers fly where pleasures call,<br/>
With festive songs beguile the fleeting hour,<br/>
Lead beauty through the mazes of the ball,<br/>
Or press her wanton in love’s roseate bower:<br/>
<br/>
For me, no more I’ll range the empurpled mead,<br/>
Where shepherd’s pipe and virgins dance around,<br/>
Nor wander through the woodbine’s fragrant shade,<br/>
To hear the music of the grove resound.<br/>
<br/>
I’ll seek some lonely church, or dreary hall,<br/>
Where fancy paints the glimmering taper blue,<br/>
Where damps hang mouldering on the ivy’d wall,<br/>
And sheeted ghosts drink up the midnight dew,<br/>
<br/>
There, leagued with hopeless anguish and despair,<br/>
A while in silence o’er my fate repair:<br/>
Then, with a long farewell to love and care,<br/>
To kindred dust my weary limbs consign.<br/>
<br/>
Wilt thou, Monimia, shed a gracious tear<br/>
On the cold grave where all my sorrows rest?<br/>
Strew vernal flowers, applaud my love sincere,<br/>
And bid the turf lie easy on my breast?</p>
<p>I was wonderfully affected with this pathetic complaint, which seemed so well
calculated for my own disappointment in love, that I could not help attaching
the idea of Narcissa to the name of Monimia, and of forming such melancholy
presages of my passion, that I could not recover my tranquillity: and was fain
to have recourse to the bottle, which prepared me for a profound sleep that I
could not otherwise have enjoyed. Whether these impressions invited and
introduced a train of other melancholy reflections, or my fortitude was all
exhausted in the effort I made against despondence, during the first day of my
imprisonment, I cannot determine; but I awoke in the horrors, and found my
imagination haunted with such dismal apparitions, that I was ready to despair:
and I believe the reader will own, I had no great cause to congratulate myself,
when I considered my situation. I was interrupted in the midst of these gloomy
apprehensions by the arrival of Strap, who contributed not a little to the
re-establishment of my peace, by letting me know that he had hired himself as a
journeyman barber; by which means he would be able not only to save me a
considerable expense, but even make shift to lay up something for my
subsistence, after my money should be spent, in case I should not be relieved
before.</p>
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