not even look at a proof-sheet of his Life of Waller on Good Friday.

Mr. Allen, the printer, brought a book on agriculture, which was printed and was soon to be published. It was a very strange performance, the author having mixed in it his own thoughts upon various topics, along with his remarks on ploughing, sowing, and other farming operations. He seemed to be an absurd, profane fellow, and had introduced in his book many sneers at religion, with equal ignorance and conceit. Dr. Johnson permitted me to read some passages aloud. One was that he resolved to work on Sunday, and did work, but he owned he felt some weak compunction; and he had this very curious reflection :'I was born in the wilds of Christianity, and the briars and thorns still hang about me.' Dr. Johnson could not help laughing at this ridiculous image, yet was very angry at the fellow's impiety. However (said he), the reviewers will make him hang himself.' He, however, observed, 'that formerly there might have been a dispensation obtained for working on Sunday in the time of harvest.' Indeed in ritual observances, were all the ministers of religion what they should be, and what many of them are, such a power might be wisely and safely lodged with the Church.

On Saturday, April 18, I drank tea with him. He praised the late Mr. Duncombe of Canterbury as a pleasing man. 'He used to come to me; I did not seek much after him. Indeed I never sought much after anybody.' BOSWELL: 'Lord Orrery, I suppose.' JOHNSON: 'No, sir; I never went to him but when he sent for me.' BOSWELL: 'Richardson?' JOHNSON: 'Yes, sir. But I sought after George Psalmanazar the

most. I used to go and sit with him at an alehouse in the city.'

I am happy to mention another instance which I discovered of his seeking after a man of merit. Soon after the Honourable Daines Barrington had published his excellent Observations on the Statutes, Johnson waited on that worthy and learned gentleman; and having told him his name, courteously said, 'I have read your book, sir, with great pleasure, and wish to be better known to you.' Thus began an acquaintance which was continued with mutual regard as long as Johnson lived.

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Talking of a recent seditious delinquent,' he said, 'They should set him in the pillory that he may be punished in a way that would disgrace him.' I observed, that the pillory does not always disgrace. And I mentioned the instance of a gentleman, who I thought was not dishonoured by it. JOHNSON: 'Ay, but he was, sir. He could not mouth used to do after having been there. People are not willing to ask a man to their tables who has stood in the pillory.'

and strut as he

The gentleman who had dined with us at Dr. Percy's came in. Johnson attacked the Americans with intemperate vehemence of abuse. I said something in their favour; and added that I was always sorry when he talked on that subject. This, it seems, exasperated him; though he said nothing at the time. The cloud was charged with sulphureous vapour, which was afterwards to burst in thunder. We talked of a gentleman who was running out his fortune in London; and I

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said, 'We must get him out of it. All his friends must quarrel with him, and that will soon drive him away.' JOHNSON: 'Nay, sir, we'll send you to him. If your company does not drive a man out of his house, nothing will.' This was a horrible shock, for which there was no visible cause. I afterwards asked him why he had said so harsh a thing. JOHNSON: 'Because, sir, you made me angry about the Americans.' BOSWELL: 'But why did you not take your revenge directly?' JOHNSON (smiling): 'Because, sir, I had nothing ready. A man cannot strike till he has weapons.' This was a candid and pleasant confession.

He showed me to-night his drawing-room, very genteelly fitted up; and said, 'Mrs. Thrale sneered when I talked of my having asked you and your lady to live at my house. I was obliged to tell her that you would be in as respectable a situation in my house as in hers. Sir, the insolence of wealth will creep out.' BOSWELL: 'She has a little both of the insolence of wealth and the conceit of parts.' JOHNSON: "The insolence of wealth is a wretched thing; but the conceit of parts has some foundation. To be sure it should not be. But who is without it?' BOSWELL: 'Yourself, sir.' JOHNSON: 'Why, I play no tricks, BOSWELL: 'No, sir. You are six

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I lay no traps.' feet high, and you only do not stoop.' We talked of the numbers of people that sometimes have composed the household of great families. mentioned that there were a hundred in the family of the present Earl of Eglintoune's father. Dr. Johnson seeming to doubt it, I began to enumerate. ‘Let us see: my Lord and my Lady two.' JOHNSON: 'Nay, sir, if you are to count by twos, you may be long

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