1801.} 
The Doftor goes on by faying, the 
pody was opened, and his complaints 
were found to have proceeded from a 
nepbritick cancer, and concludes with the 
foilowing ftrong teftimony ; which, from 
4 man of his charaéter, muft be deemed 
conclufive as to the truth of his ftate- 
ment. 
<¢ J have narrated the fadts, as I faw 
and obferved them deliberately and dif- 
tinétly, and fhall leave to the philofo- 
hic reader to make what inferences he 
thinks fit: The truth of the material cir- 
cumftances I will warrant.” 
REMARKABLE CHARACTERS. 
Mr. Guy, who was the founder of the 
noble hofpital that bears his name in the 
borough of Southwark, was as remark- 
able for his private parfimony as_ his 
public munificence. ‘He invariably dined 
alone, and a foiled proof-fheet, or an old 
newfpaper, was his conftant faubftitute for 
a table-cloth. 
It is recorded of him, that as he was 
one winter evening fitting in his room, 
meditating over a handful of half-lighted 
embers confined within the narrow pre- 
cinéts of a brick-ftove, and without any 
candle, a perfon who came to enquire 
for him was introduced, and after the 
firt compliments were paffed, and the 
gueft requefted to take a feat, Mr. Guy. 
lighted a  farthing-candle, which lay 
ready on the table by him, and defired 
to know the purport of the gentleman’s 
vifit. 
ture Hopkins, immortalifed by Pope, in 
the lines— 
¢« When Hopkins dies, a thoufand lights attend 
“The wretch, that living, Jav'd a candle’s end, 
&c.” 
«¢ J have been told, (faid Hopkins)that 
you, Sir, are better verfed in the pru- 
dent and neceffary art of. faving, than 
any man now living, and I therefore 
wait upon you for a leffon of frugality ; 
an art, in which I ufed to think Lexcelled, 
but am told by all who know you, that 
you are greatly my fuperior.”’—** And is 
that all you come about? (faid Guy,) 
why then, we can talk this matter over 
in the dark ;’” So faying, he with great 
deliberation extinguifhed his new-lighted 
farthing-candle. | Struck with this in- 
_ ftance of economy, Hopkins rofe up, ac- 
knowledged himfelf convinced of the 
other’s fuperior thrift, and took his 
leave. 
A boiled egg was the ufual dinner of 
Sir Hans StoaNe. Whenhe once com- 
rplained to Doftor Mortimer that all his 
From ihe Port-Folio of a Man of Letters. 
The vifitor was the famous Vul-. 
37 
friends had deferted him, the Doétor ob- 
ferved that Chelfea was a confiderable 
dittance from the refidence of mot of 
them, and therefore they might be difap- 
pointed when they caine, to find he had 
{o flight a dinner. This gentle remon- 
france put the old Baronet in a rage, 
and he exclaimed, ‘* Keep a table! Invite 
people to dinner!—Would you’ have 
me ruin myfelf? Public credit stotters 
already, and if, (as has been prefaged,) 
there fhould be a national-bankruptcy, or 
a fponge to wipe out the National-debt, 
you may yet fee me in a workhoule.” 
His landed intereft was, at that time, 
very confiderable, and his Mufeum worth 
much more than the twenty thoufand 
pounds, which was given for it by Par- 
liament. 
Pope has recorded the rapacity of 
PETER WaLrers, but there are fome cir- 
cumftances in his life not generally 
known. He was of a low origin, but 
acquired an immenfe eftate; the princi- 
paj part of which arofe from bis know- 
ledge of the world, and careful attention 
to the follies and vices of young noble- 
men and gentlemen of fortune, whofe 
wants he was, om proper terms, always 
ready and willing to fupply. 
He was firft an Under-ffeward. to the 
great Earl of Uxbridge, whom he had 
the addrefs to manage with fuch dexterity, 
that to his dying hour, no man ftocd fo 
well with that nobleman as Peter Wal- 
ters. The Earl himfelf was a great 
ufurer, and Peter was privy to all his 
bargains. When they were alone jand 
difengaged, their cuftom was to compare 
notes, and then a queition fomtimes. arofe 
about which of them had pocketed the 
greateft number of peers. Pope calls 
Walters a@ perfon eminent-in the wifdom of 
bis profeffian, a dexterous attorney, and a 
good, if not a fafe, conveyancer. It hap- 
pened one night that Anthony Henley, 
who was as remarkable for his zit, as 
Peter was for his money, met together at 
an inn on the road and joined company, 
In the courfe of the evening’s conver{a- 
tion, Henley heartily rallied his new 
companion, on his immoderate love of 
money,, and threw out fome farcafiic hints 
on his manner of getting it. Walters 
was no lefs fevere upon Anthony for his 
fovereign contempt of that precious me- 
tal, and his ways of {quandering it. 
“* At beft, (Henley faid,) every-body. 
knows, Walters, how you got your mo- 
ney,—but do be frank for once, and tell 
me how the devil you came by your awit, 
for they very rarely go together.”— 
x soWhy, 
