The Sun.
London, England, 1863-10-29 00:00:00

Field Marshal Lord Clyde's Codicil.

" STRANGE TO SAY, ON CLUB PAPER."
Quoting from the Observer newspaper of the 27th
September (sth page, 4th column)—,‘The codicil
appended to the will of the late Lord Clyde, exe-
cuted at Chatham, 'and bearing the signature of
' Clyde, F.M.,' is written, strange to say, on a sheet
of paper bearing the Athenaeum Club saark"—Mr.
Thackeray, in the new number of the Cornhill
Magazine, discourses thus charmingly, gravely,
humorously, patheticaJly, impressively :
The will of Field-Mt rshal Lord Clyde signed at
Chatham, mind, where his •lordship died—is written,
strange to say, on a sheet of paper bearing the Athena-un,
Club mark I
The inference is obvious. A man cannot get Athenaeum
paper except at the Atheneum. Such paper is not sold at
Chatham, where the last codicil to his lordship's will is
dated, And so the painful belief is forced upon us, that a
Peer, a Field-Marshal, wealthy, respected, illustrious, could
pocket paper at his club, and carry it away with him to the
country. One fancies the hall porter conscious of the old
lord's iniquity, and holding down his head as the marshal
passes the door. What is that roll which his lordship
carries ? Is it his marshal's baton gloriously won ? No ;
it is a roll of foolscap conveyed from the club. What has
he on his breast, under his great-coat? Is it his Star of
India ? No ; it is a bundle of envelopes, bearing the head
of Minerva, some sealing-wax, and a half-score of pens.
Let us imagine how in the hall of one or other of these
clubs this strange anecdote will be discussed.
"Notorious screw," says Sneer. "The poor old fellow's
avarice has long been known."
" Suppose he wishes to imitate the Duke of Marlborough,''
says Simper.

"Habit of looting contracted in India, you know; ain't
so easy to get over, you know," says Snigger.
" When officers dined with him in India," remarks
Solemn, "it was notorious that the spoons were all of a
different pattern."
"Perhaps it isn't true. Suppose he wrote his paper at
the club ?" interposes Jones.

"It is dated at Chatham, my good man," says Brown.
"A man if he is in London, says he is in London. A man
if he is in Rochester, says he is in Rochester. This man
happens to forget that he is using the club paper : and he
happens to be found out : many men don't happen to be
found out. I've seen literary fellows at clubs writing their
rubbishing articles; I have no doubt they take away reams
of paper. They crib thoughts : why shouldn't they crib
stationery? One of your literary vagabonds who is capable
of stabbing a reputation, who is capable of telling any mon-
strous falsehood to support hie, party, is surely capable
of stealing a ream of paper."
" Well, well, we have all our weaknesses," sighs
Robinson. "Seen that article, Thompson, in the Observer
about Lord Clyde and the club paper ? You'll find it up-

stairs. In the third column of the fifth gage towards the
bottom of the page. I suppose ho was so poor he couldn't
afford to buy a quire of paper. Hadn't fourpence in the
world. Oh, no!"

" And they want to get up a testimonial to this man's
memory—a statue or something I" elks Jawkins. " A
man who wallows in wealth and takes paper away from his
club I I don't say he is not brave. Brutal courage most
men have. I don't say he was not a good officer; a man
with such experience must have been a good officer, unless
he was born fool. But to think of this man loaded with
honours—though of a low origin—so lost, to self-respect as
actually to take away the Athena3um paper I These, par-

venue, sir, betray their origin—betray their origin. I said
to my wifo this very morning, • Mrs. Jawkins,' I said,

there is talk of a testimonial to this man. I will not give

one shilling. I have no idea of raising statues to fellows
who take away club paper. No, by George, I have not.
Why, they will be raising statues to men who take 3lub

spoons next I Not one penny of my money shall they

have I' "

And now, if you please, we will tell the real story which
has furnished this scandal to a newspaper, this tattle to

club gossips and loungers. The field-marshal, wishing to
make a futher provision for a frienci, informed his lawyer
what he desired to do. The lawyer, a member of the

Athenaeum Club, there wrote the draft of such a codicil as
he would advise, and sent the paper by post to Lord Clyde
at Chatham. Lord Clyde, finding the paper perfectly satis-

factory, signed it and sent it back : and hence we have the

story of " the codicil bearing the signature of Clyde, F.M.
and written, strange to say, upon paper bearing the Athe

nssum Club mark,"

Here I have been imagining a dialogue between a half•
dozen gossips such as congregate round a club fire •place

an afternoon. I wonder how many people besides•—whether
any chance reader of this very page, has read and believed
this story about the good old lord ? Have the country

papers copied the anecdote, and our "own correspondents'
made their remarks on it ? If, my good sir, or madam

you have read it and credited it, don't you own to a little

feeling of shame and sorrow, now that the trumpery little
mystery is cleared ? To " the new inhabitant of light,''
passed away and out of reach of our censure, misrepresen-
tation, scandal, dulness, malice, a silly falsehood matters

nothing? Censure and praise are alike to him—" the music

warbling to the deafened ear, the incense wasted on the
funeral bier," the pompous eulogy pronounced over the

gravestone, or the lie that slander spits on it. Faithfully

though this brave old chief did his daty,honest and upright
though his life was, glorious his renown—you see ha could

write at Chatham cn London pater; you see men can be

found to point out how "strange" his behaviour was,

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