Morning journal and courier., 1885-01-01
FOUR GREAT ENGLIsHMEN.
Macready, Carlyle, Tennyson and
 Professor Huxley.

Macready, Carlyle, Tennyson and Professor Huxley. From Edmund Yates "Recollections."l ''It happened that on the revival of Shake speare's Henry VIII, with Macready as Car dinal Wolsey, the part of Cardinal Campeius was allotted to MT. Wynn. It had been rep resented to the manager that MT. Macready's costume would be correct and splendid, more especially as regards some magnificent point lace which he intended wearing, and it had been suggested that something extra should be done to make the other cardinal respecta- b1e. But the manager thought some old scarlet robes Judged up from the wardrobe would suffice; and as to point lace, silver tissue paper, deftly shipped and sewed on, would have much the same appearance
 when viewed from distance. At the dress
 rehearsal Macready, enthroned in chair of state, had the various characters to pass be- fore him. He bore all calmly until, clad in
 the scarlet robes bordered by silver tissue paper and wearing an enormous red hat,
 Wynn approached. Then, clutching both
 arms of his chair and closing his eyes, the
 great tragedian gasped E'Mother Shipton, by -!'
 The crowda of children growing up in London affected Carlyle with real pain
 
 out of the ground, with whole life ahead, and such training! Noticed another trait,
 tool Scotch thrift showing itself in hatred of waste. If he saw & crust of bread on the roadway he would stop to pick it up and put it on step or railing. Some poor devil might be glad of it or at worst dog or sparrow. To destroy wholesome food was sin. He was very tender about animals, es pecially dogs, who, like horses, if well treated, were types of loyalty and fidelity. Mortified him with a story of my Oxford days The houndg had met at Woodstock They had drawn the covers without finding fox, and not caring to have blank day, one of the whips caught a passing sheep dog, rubbed it's feet with aniseed and set it to run. It made for Oxford in it's terror, the hounds in full cry behind, They caught the wretch ed creature in field outside the town and tore it to pieces. I never saw Carlyle more affected. He said it was like human soul flying for salvation from a legion of fends. | Mr Gladstone ''detests' tobacco, MT. Mat thew Arnold ''abiurss" it, MT. Ruskin hates the man who ''pollutes the pure air of the morning with cigar smoke" But are we not conso1ed for the abstinence of these great men by the devotion of others of eminence! Thackeray once declared that he did not de- spair to see ''bishop lolling out of the Ath- eneum with cheroot in his mouth, or, at any rate, a pipe stuck in his shovel hat" Even a bishop might sometimes fall before
 
 and French novel, But if we have not a smoking bishop we have a smoking Poet Laureate, familiar with tobaeooes, Latakia, Connecticut leaf, Perique, Lone Jack, Michi- gan, Killicinick, Highlander, Cor any of the English brands" How. does he take the gen. tie weed! At his feet is box full of white clay pipes. Filling one of these, he smokes until it is empty, breaks it in twain and throws the fragments into another box pre- pared for their reception. Then he pulls an other pipe from it's straw or wooden enelo- sure, fills it, lights it and destroys it as be- fore.
 For years Professor Huxley, like Charles Lamb, toiled after tobacco ''as some men af- ter virtue." At certain debate on smoking he told the story of his early struggles in way which utterly put the anti-tobacoonists to confusion: "For forty years of my life, he said, tobacco has been deadly poison to me. Loud cheers from the anti-tobacco-
 nists.) In my youth as a medical student, I tried to smoke In vain! At every fresh at
 tempt my insidious foe stretched me pros- trate on the floor. (Repeated cheers.) I en- tered the navy. Again I tried to smoke and again met with 8 defeat. I hated tobacco I could almost have lent my support to any in- stitution that had for it's object the putting of tobacco-smokers to death. (Vociferous cheering.) A few years ago was in Britta- ny with some friends. We went to an inn
 They began to smoke. They looked very happy and outside 1t was very wet and dis nal. I thought I would try cigar. CMur- murs.) I did so. Great expectations.) I smoked that cigar-it was delicious. (Groans.) From that moment I was changed man, and now feel that smoking in moderation is 8 comfortable and laudable practice and is productive of good. Dismay and confusion of the anti-tobacconists. Roars of laughter from the smokers.) There is no more harm in pipe than there is in hu drinking too much green tea and kill your