Year: 1876

He had twenty faces, almost as unlike
each other as his fathers to Mr.. Wilber-
forces, and infinitely more unlike to each
other than those of near relations often are.
When quiescent, reading paper or hearing
a conversation in which he takes no inter
est, his countenance shows no indication
whatever Of intellectual superiority of any
kind. But as soon as he is interested and
opens his eyes ON you, the change is like
magic. There is a flash in his glance, vi
olent contortion in his frown, an exquisite
humor in his sneer, and sweetness and
brilliancy in his smile beyond anything he
ever witnessed. A person who had seen
him in only one state would not know him
if he saw him in another. The mere out
lines of his face were Insignificant the ex-
preston was everything: and such power
and variety of expression he had never seen
in any human countenance, not even in
those of the most celebrated actors. He
could conceive that Garrick might have
been like him. He had seen several por-
traits of Garrick, none resembling another,
and he had heard Hannah More speak of
the extraordinary variety of his countenanee
by which he was distinguished, and of the
unequaled radience and penetration of his
eye. The voice and delivery of Jeffrey re-
sembled his face. He possessed consider
able power Of mimicry, and rarely told q
story without initiating several different
accents. His familiar tone, his declamatory
tone, and his pathetic tone were different
things. Sometimes Scotch predominated
in his pronunciation sometimes it was i'm
perceptible. Sometimes his utteranee was
snappish and quick to the last degree
sometimes it was remarkable for rotundity
and mellowness. In one thing he was al
ways the same, and that was the warmth of
his domestic affections. The flow of his
kindness was inexhaustible. Not five min
utes passed without some fond expression
or earessing gesture to his wife or his
daughter. He had fitted up study for
himself, but he never went into it. Law
papers, reviews, whatever he had to write,
ne wrote in the drawing room, or his wlfe7s
5oudoir. When he went to other parts of
the country on retainer, he took them in
a carriage with him. Maeaulay was sur
prised to see q man so keen and sarcastic.
so much Of a scofer, pouring himself out
with such simplicity and tenderness in all
sorts of affectionate nonsense. He had
uauar caar aou+b;nr of Tho Govt 90 ria,,l,..,
Cadogan Place, or Great Ormond Street.
Throughout a journey they made together
to Perth, partie carree, this domestic Pro-
teus kept up a sort of mock quarrel with
his daughter, attacked her about novel
reading, laughed her into pet, kissed her
out of it, and laughed her into it again. 1t
was no wonder that they adored him. His
conversation was, like his countenance and
voice, of immense variety sometimes plain
and unpretending sometimes whimsically
brilliant and rhetorical. He was shrewd
observer, and SO fastidious that many stood
in awe of him when in his company. Not
altogether free from affectation himself, he
had Il peculiar loathing for it in other peo-
pie, and great talent for discovering and
exposing it. He had particular contempt,
in which his guest heartily coneurred, for
the fddaises of blue-stoeking literature, for
the mutual fiattery of coteries, the handling
about Of GERS de societe, and all the other
nauseous trickeries of the Stewards, Hay
leys, and Sothebys. Perhaps he had not
escaped their opposite extreme, and was
not little desirous to appear man of tho
world, Or an easy, careless gentleman, rath-
er than a distinguished writer. When he
and his guest were alone, he talked much
and well on literay topics; his kindness and
hospitality were beyond description. Ma
caulay liked everything at Jefrey's house
in Moray Place except the hours. They
were never up till ten. and never retired
till at least two hours after midnight. JEFF
frey never went to bed till sleep came upon
him oyerpoweringly, and never rose till
forced up by business or hunger. He was
extremely well, but very hypochondriac,
filling his letters with lamentations about
maladies. 81 really think that he is, on
the whole, the youngest looking man of
fifty that know, at least when he is ami
mated" Such was Macaulay's first PEN
portrait of Francis jeffrey, and such is its
life that, after the lapse of nearly fifty years,
we still see tue man clad in his habit as he
lived. The painter, it should be remember
ed, did not pen this for publicity, but mere
ly to interest his mother and sisters.-R. H
Stoddard, IN Harper's Maqaaiae for July.
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saw General Belknap in the Senate be-
fore it retired for private meditations, and
thought him greatly changed. He is far
from being emaciated or looking haggard,
but has that look of tension and 1abbiness
that bears equal witness to mental wear and
tear. Unfortunately for himself, he has
been q handsome man Git is very hard for
pretty man to get on unentangled in this