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after setting* matters to rights, he retired to one of the dancing rooms, 
to observe if decorum was kept by the company, the counterfeit step- 
ping forward, and placing himself upon the door of the theatre, just 
in front of the music gallery, called out in a most audible voice, 
imitating Heideggar, and asked if he had not just told them to play 
“ Charly over the Water?” A pause ensued; the musicians, who 
knew his character, in their turn either thought him drunk or mad; 
but, as he continued his vociferation, “Charly” was played again. At 
this repetition of the supposed affront, some of the officers of the 
guards, who ahvays attended upon these occasions, were for ascend- 
ing the gallery, and kicking tlie musicians out ; but the late duke of 
Cumberland, who could hardly contain himself, interposed. The 
company were throwm into great confusion. Shame ! shame L resound- 
ed from all parts, and Heideggar once more flew in a violent rage to 
that part of the theatre facing the gallery. Here the duke of Montagu 
artfully addressing himself to him, told him the king was in a violent pas- 
sion, tha,t his best way was tago instantly and make an apology, for cer- 
tainly the musicians were mad, and afterwards to discharge them. Al- 
most at the same instant he ordered the false Heideggar to do the same. 
The scene now became truly comic in the circle before the king. 
Heideggar had no sooner made a genteel apology for the insolence of 
bis musicians, but the false Heideggar advanced, and in a plaintive 
tone cried out, “Indeed, sire, it was not my fault, but that devil’s, in 
my likeness.” Poor Heideggar turned round, stared, staggered, grew 
pale, and could not utter a word. The duke then humanely whis- 
pered in his ear the sum of his plot, and the counterfeit was ordered 
to take off his mask. Here ended the frolic ; but Heideggar swore 
he would never attend any public amusement, if that witch, the wax- 
work woman, did not break the mould, and melt down the mask 
before his face. 
Being once at supper with a large party, when a question was 
debated, which nation of Europe had the greatest ingenuity ; to the 
surprise of all present, he claimed that character for the Swiss, and 
appealed to himself for the truth of it. “ I was born a Swiss,” said 
he, “ and came to England without a farthing, where I have found 
means to gain five thousand a year, and to spend it. Now I defy the 
most able Englishman to go to Switzerland, and either to gain that 
income, or to spend '‘it there.” He died, September 4th, 1749, 
at the advanced age of ninety years, at his house at Richmond, in 
Surrey, where he was buried. He left behind him one natural 
daughter. Miss Pappet, who was married, September 2, 1750, to 
captain, afterwards admiral Sir Peter Denis. Part of this lady’s 
fortune was a house at the north-west corner of Queen-square, 
Ormond-street, which Sir Peter afterw'ards sold to the late Dr. Camp- 
bell, and purchased a seat in Kent, pleasantly situated near West- 
ram, then called Valence, hut now by its present preprietor, the earl 
of Hilhorough, Hill Park. 
Thomas oritton. 
This man, who is worthy of record for the singularity of his 
character and attainments in a humble condition, was born about 
