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Many Pens Have Been Burnished this Year Of Grace For The Purpose
Of Celebrating With Befitting Honour The Second Centenary Of The
Birth Of Henry Fielding; But It Is More Than Doubtful If, When
The Right Date Occurs In march 1921, Anything Like The Same
Alacrity Will Be Shown To Commemorate One Who Was For Many Years,
And By Such Judges As Scott, Hazlitt, And Charles Dickens,
Considered fielding'S Complement And Absolute Co-Equal (To Say
The Least) In literary Achievement. Smollett'S Fame, Indeed,
Seems To Have Fallen Upon An Unprosperous Curve. The Coarseness
Of His Fortunate Rival Is Condoned, While His Is Condemned
Without Appeal. Smollett'S Value Is Assessed without
Discrimination At That Of His Least Worthy Productions, And The
Historical Value Of His Work As A Prime Modeller Of All Kinds Of
New Literary Material Is Overlooked. Consider For A Moment As Not
Wholly Unworthy Of Attention His Mere Versatility As A Man Of
Letters. Apart From Roderick Random And Its Successors, Which
Gave Him A European Fame, He Wrote A Standard History, And A
Standard Version Of Don Quixote (Both Of Which Held Their Ground
Against All Comers For Over A Century). He Created both Satirical
And Romantic Types, He Wrote Two Fine-Spirited lyrics, And
Launched the Best Review And Most Popular Magazine Of His Day. He
Was The Centre Of A Literary Group, The Founder To Some Extent Of
A School Of Professional Writers, Of Which Strange And Novel
Class, After The "Great Cham Of Literature," As He Called dr.
Johnson, He Affords One Of The First Satisfactory Specimens Upon
A Fairly Large Scale. He Is, Indeed, A More Satisfactory, Because
A More Independent, Example Of The New Species Than The Great
Cham Himself. The Late Professor Beljame Has Shown Us How The
Milieu Was Created in which, With No Subvention, Whether From A
Patron, A Theatre, A Political Paymaster, A Prosperous Newspaper
Or A Fashionable Subscription-List, An Independent Writer Of The
Mid-Eighteenth Century, Provided that He Was Competent, Could
Begin To Extort Something More Than A Bare Subsistence From The
Reluctant Coffers Of The London Booksellers. For The Purpose Of
Such A Demonstration No Better Illustration Could Possibly Be
Found, I Think, Than The Career Of Dr. Tobias Smollett. And Yet,
Curiously Enough, In the Collection Of Critical Monographs So
Well Known Under The Generic Title Of "English Men Of Letters"--A
Series, By The Way, Which Includes Nathaniel Hawthorne And Maria
Edgeworth--No Room Or Place Has Hitherto Been Found For Smollett
Any More Than For Ben Jonson, Both Of Them, Surely, Considerable
Men Of Letters In the Very Strictest And Most Representative
Sense Of The Term. Both Jonson And Smollett Were To An Unusual
Extent Centres Of The Literary Life Of Their Time; And If The
Great Ben Had His Tribe Of Imitators And Adulators, Dr. Toby Also
Had His Clan Of Sub-Authors, Delineated for Us By A Master Hand
In The Pages Of Humphry Clinker. To Make Fielding The Centre-Piece
Of A Group Reflecting The Literature Of His Day Would Be An
Part 1 Pg 2Artistic Impossibility. It Would Be Perfectly Easy In the Case Of
Smollett, Who Was Descried by Critics From Afar As A Colossus
Bestriding The Summit Of The Contemporary Parnassus.
Whatever There May Be Of Truth In these Observations Upon The
Eclipse Of A Once Magical Name Applies With Double Force To That
One Of All Smollett'S Books Which Has Sunk Farthest In popular
Disesteem. Modern Editors Have Gone To The Length Of
Excommunicating Smollett'S Travels Altogether From The Fellowship
Of His Collective Works. Critic Has Followed critic In
Denouncing The Book As That Of A "Splenetic" Invalid. And Yet It
Is A Book For Which All English Readers Have Cause To Be
Grateful, Not Only As A Document On Smollett And His Times, Not
Only As Being In a Sense The Raison D'Etre Of The Sentimental
Journey, And The Precursor In a Very Special Sense Of Humphry
Clinker, But Also As Being Intrinsically An Uncommonly Readable
Book, And Even, I Venture To Assert, In many Respects One Of
Smollett'S Best. Portions Of The Work Exhibit Literary Quality Of
A High Order: As A Whole It Represents A Valuable Because A
Rather Uncommon View, And As A Literary Record Of Travel It Is
Distinguished by A Very Exceptional Veracity.
I Am Not Prepared to Define The Differentia Of A Really First-Rate
Book Of Travel. Sympathy Is Important; But Not Indispensable,
Or Smollett Would Be Ruled out Of Court At Once. Scientific
Knowledge, Keen Observation, Or Intuitive Power Of Discrimination
Go Far. To Enlist Our Curiosity Or Enthusiasm Or To Excite Our
Wonder Are Even Stronger Recommendations. Charm Of Personal
Manner, Power Of Will, Anthropological Interest, Self-Effacement
In View Of Some Great Objects--All These Qualities Have Made
Travel-Books Live. One Knows Pretty Nearly The Books That One Is
Prepared to Re-Read In this Department Of Literature. Marco Polo,
Herodotus, A Few Sections In hakluyt, Dampier And Defoe, The
Early Travellers In palestine, Commodore Byron'S Travels, Curzon
And Lane, Doughty'S Arabia Deserta, Mungo Park, Dubois,
Livingstone'S Missionary Travels, Something Of Borrow (Fact Or
Fable), Hudson And Cunninghame Graham, Bent, Bates And Wallace,
The Crossing Of Greenland, Eothen, The Meanderings Of Modestine,
The Path To Rome, And All, Or Almost All, Of E. F. Knight. I Have
Run Through Most Of Them At One Breath, And The Sum Total Would
Not Bend A Moderately Stout Bookshelf. How Many High-Sounding
Works On The Other Hand, Are Already Worse Than Dead, Or, Should
We Say, Better Dead? The Case Of Smollett'S Travels, There Is
Good Reason To Hope, Is Only One Of Suspended animation.
To Come To Surer Ground, It Is A Fact Worth Noting That Each Of
The Four Great Prose Masters Of The Third Quarter Of The
Eighteenth Century Tried his Hand At A Personal Record Of Travel.
Part 1 Pg 3Fielding Came First In 1754 With His Journal Of A Voyage To
Lisbon. Twelve Years Later Was Published smollett'S Travels
Through France And Italy. Then, In 1768, Sterne'S Sentimental
Journey; Followed in 1775 By Johnson'S Journey To The Hebrides.
Each Of The Four--In Which Beneath The Apparel Of The Man Of
Letters We Can Discern Respectively The Characteristics Of Police
Magistrate, Surgeon, Confessor, And Moralist--Enjoyed a Fair
Amount Of Popularity In its Day. Fielding'S Journal Had Perhaps
The Least Immediate Success Of The Four. Sterne'S Journey
Unquestionably Had The Most. The Tenant Of "Shandy Hall," As Was
Customary In the First Heyday Of "Anglomania," Went To Paris To
Ratify His Successes, And The Resounding Triumph Of His
Naughtiness There, By A Reflex Action, Secured the Vote Of
London. Posterity Has Fully Sanctioned this Particular "Judicium
Paridis." The Sentimental Journey Is A Book Sui Generis, And In
The Reliable Kind Of Popularity, Which Takes Concrete Form In
Successive Reprints, It Has Far Eclipsed its Eighteenth-Century
Rivals. The Fine Literary Aroma Which Pervades Every Line Of This
Small Masterpiece Is Not The Predominant Characteristic Of The
Great Cham'S Journey. Nevertheless, And In spite Of The Malignity
Of The "Ossianite" Press, It Fully Justified the Assumption Of
The Booksellers That It Would Prove A "Sound" Book. It Is Full
Of Sensible Observations, And Is Written In johnson'S Most
Scholarly, Balanced, And Dignified style. Few Can Read It Without
A Sense Of Being Repaid, If Only By The Portentous Sentence In
Which The Author Celebrates His Arrival At The Shores Of Loch
Ness, Where He Reposes Upon "A Bank Such As A Writer Of Romance
Might Have Delighted to Feign," And Reflects That A "Uniformity
Of Barrenness Can Afford Very Little Amusement To The Traveller;
That It Is Easy To Sit At Home And Conceive Rocks And Heath And
Waterfalls; And That These Journeys Are Useless Labours, Which
Neither Impregnate The Imagination Nor Enlarge The
Understanding." Fielding'S Contribution To Geography Has Far Less
Solidity And Importance, But It Discovers To Not A Few Readers An
Unfeigned charm That Is Not To Be Found In the Pages Of Either
Sterne Or Johnson. A Thoughtless Fragment Suffices To Show The
Writer In his True Colours As One Of The Most Delightful Fellows
In Our Literature, And To Convey Just Unmistakably To All Good
Men And True The Rare And Priceless Sense Of Human Fellowship.
There Remain The Travels Through France And Italy, By T.
Smollett, M.D., And Though These May Not Exhibit The Marmoreal
Glamour Of Johnson, Or The Intimate Fascination Of Fielding, Or
The Essential Literary Quality Which Permeates The Subtle
Dialogue And Artful Vignette Of Sterne, Yet I Shall Endeavour To
Show, Not Without Some Hope Of Success Among The Fair-Minded,
That The Travels Before Us Are Fully Deserving Of A Place, And
That Not The Least Significant, In the Quartette.
The Temporary Eclipse Of Their Fame I Attribute, First To The
Part 1 Pg 4Studious Depreciation Of Sterne And Walpole, And Secondly To A
Refinement Of Snobbishness On The Part Of The Travelling Crowd,
Who Have An Uneasy Consciousness That To Listen To Common Sense,
Such As Smollett'S, In matters Of Connoisseurship, Is Tantamount
To Confessing Oneself A Galilean Of The Outermost Court. In this
Connection, Too, The Itinerant Divine Gave The Travelling Doctor
A Very Nasty Fall. Meeting The Latter At Turin, Just As Smollett
Was About To Turn His Face Homewards, In march 1765, Sterne Wrote
Of Him, In the Famous Journey Of 1768, Thus:
"The Learned smelfungus Travelled from Boulogne To Paris, From
Paris To Rome, And So On, But He Set Out With The Spleen And
Jaundice, And Every Object He Passed by Was Discoloured or
Distorted. He Wrote An Account Of Them, But 'Twas Nothing But The
Account Of His Miserable Feelings." "I Met Smelfungus," He Wrote
Later On, "In The Grand Portico Of The Pantheon--He Was Just
Coming Out Of It. ''Tis Nothing But A Huge Cockpit,' Said He--'I
Wish You Had Said Nothing Worse Of The Venus De Medici,' Replied
I--For In passing Through Florence, I Had Heard He Had Fallen
Foul Upon The Goddess, And Used her Worse Than A Common Strumpet,
Without The Least Provocation In nature. I Popp'D Upon Smelfungus
Again At Turin, In his Return Home, And A Sad Tale Of Sorrowful
Adventures Had He To Tell, 'Wherein He Spoke Of Moving accidents
By Flood And Field, And Of The Cannibals Which Each Other Eat,
The Anthropophagi'; He Had Been Flayed alive, And Bedevil'D, And
Used worse Than St. Bartholomew, At Every Stage He Had Come At.
'I'Ll Tell It,' Cried smelfungus, 'To The World.' 'You Had Better
Tell It,' Said I,
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