and of the � let them consider well what of man this was who felt himself to be only a hired day a that was worthy of his hire that has labored not as an eye but as one faithful neither was johnson in those days perhaps wholly a unique time was when for money you might have ware and needed not in all in that of the poem in that of the bottle to rest con tent with the persuasion that you had ware it was a happier time but as yet the seventh of had not been rent open � to whirl and grind as in a west indian all earthly trades and things into wreck and dust and � and tion be it quickly since it must be � that mercy can dwell only with is old sentiment or proposition which in johnson again receives few men on record have had a more s life of johnson tenderly affectionate nature old samuel he was called the bear and did indeed too often look and roar like one being forced to it in his own defence yet within that shaggy exterior of his there beat a heart warm as a mother s soft as a little child s nay generally his very roaring was but the anger of affection the rage of a bear if you will but of a bear of her touch his religion glance at the church of england or the divine right and he was upon you these things were his of all that was good and precious for men his very ark of the laid hand on tore asunder his heart of hearts not out of hatred to the opponent but of love to the thing opposed did johnson grow cruel fiercely contradictory this is an important tion never to be forgotten in our censure of his but observe also with what humanity what of love he can attach himself to all things to a blind old woman to a doctor to a cat his thoughts in the latter part of his life were frequently employed on his deceased friends he often muttered these or such like sentences poor man and then he died how he patiently his poor home into a for long years the contradiction of the miserable and unreasonable with him save that they had no other to yield them refuge old man worldly possession he has little yet of this he gives freely from his own hard earned shilling the half pence for the poor that waited his coming out are not withheld the poor waited the coming out of one not quite so poor i a can write on dead johnson has a rough voice but he finds the wretched daughter of vice fallen down in the streets carries her home on his own shoulders and like a good gives help to the help worthy or unworthy ought not charity � s miscellaneous writings even in that sense to cover a of sins na penny a week committee lady no manager of soup at charity balls was this rugged stern man but where in all england could there have been found another soul so full of pity a hand so as his the widow s we know was greater than all the other s perhaps it is this divine feeling of affection throughout manifested that principally us towards johnson a true brother of men is he and filial lover of the earth who with little bright spots of attachment where lives and works some loved one has rough earth into a peopled garden with its mostly dull and limited inhabitants is to the last one of the sunny for him or read those letters on his mother s death what a genuine solemn grief and pity lies recorded there a looking back into the past mournful tender and yet calm sublime for be must now act not look his mother has been taken from him but he must now write a to her again in this little incident recorded in his book of devotion are not the tones of sacred sorrow and greatness deeper than in many a blank verse tragedy � as indeed the fifth act of a tragedy though does lie in every death bed were it a peasant s and of straw sunday october yesterday at about ten in the morning i took my leave for ever of my dear old friend chambers who came to live with my mother about and been but little parted from us since she buried my my brother and my mother she is now fifty eight years i desired all to withdraw then told her that we were to past for ever that as christians we should part with prayer and that i would if she was willing say a short prayer beside her she s life of johnson expressed great desire to hear me and held up her poor hands she lay in with great while i prayed kneeling by her i then kissed her she told me that to part was the greatest pain she had ever felt and that she hoped we should meet again in a better place expressed witli swelled eyes and great emotion of tenderness the same hopes we kissed and parted i humbly hope to meet again and to part no more tears down the granite rock a soft well of pity springs within still more is this other scene johnson mentioned that he could not in general accuse himself of having been an son once indeed said he i was i refused to attend my father to market pride was the source of that l and the remembrance of it was painful a few years ago i desired to for this fault � but by what method � what method was now possible hear it the words are again given as his own though here evidently by a less capable � 