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others; but they do not deny that he was a jobber. Fox, however, for a long time, did not care. The joyousness of his temperament, together with some very lax notions of morality, enabled him to be at ease with himself, as long as his blood spun so well. He jobbed and prospered; ran away with a duke's daughter; contrived to reconcile himself with the family (that of Richmond); got his wife made a baroness; was made a Lord himself, Baron Holland of Foxley ; was a husband, notwithstanding his jobbing, loving and beloved ; was an indulgent father ; a gay and social friend-in short, had as happy a life of it as health and spirits could make; till, unfortunately, health and spirits failed ; and then there seems to have been a remnant of his father's better portion within him, which did not allow him to be so well satisfied with himself in his decline. Out-tricked

and got rid of by the flighty Lord Shelburne, and forsaken by the selfish friends with whom he had jobbed and made merry and laughed at principle, he not only experienced the last mortifications of a man of the world, but had retained at least enough belief in the social virtues to be made seriously unhappy by the conduct of his worthless companions, particularly by that of Rigby, the most worthless of them all. His lordship had a talent for vers de société, and tried to console himself with a Lament, in which the name of Rigby, now unknown out of the pale of party recollections, comes in, like an involuntary burlesque :

“White-liver'd Grenville and self-loving Gower

Shall never cause one peevish moment more;
Not that their spite required I should repair
To southern climates and a warmer air,

Slight was the pain they gave, and short its date ;
I found I could not both despise and hate ;
But, Rigby, what did Í for thee endure p"


The noble lord tried to divert his melancholy with building a villa near Margate, in a style equally expensive and fantastic, from which he made visits across the channel to France and Italy. He also endeavoured to get some comfort out of a few other worthless persons, such as George Selwyn and Lord March, afterwards “Old Q.,” (Duke of Queensberry) gentlemen who, not being in want of places, had abided by him. But all would not do. He returned home and died at Holland House, twenty years younger than his father; and he was followed in less than a month by his wife. Gray's bitter lines on the house at Kingsgate are so well known, and the owner of it, upon the whole, was so goodnatured a man, probably sinning

no worse than the companions whose desertion he so lamented, that we are not sorry to omit them. It is said, that a day or two before his death, George Selwyn, who had a passion for seeing dead bodies, sent to ask how he was, and whether a visit would be welcome.

“Oh, by all means," said Lord Holland. “ If I am alive, I shall be delighted to see George; and I know, that if I am dead, he will be delighted to see me.”

A curious story is told of the elopement of the Duke of Richmond's daughter, Lady Caroline Lenox, who thus speedily followed her husband to the grave. The Duke was a grandson of King Charles the Second; and both he and the Duchess had declined to favour the suit of Mr. Fox, the son of the equivocal Sir Stephen. They reckoned on her marrying another man ; and an evening was appointed on which the gentleman was

to be formally introduced as her suitor. Lady Caroline, whose affections the dashing statesman had secretly engaged, was at her wit's end to know how to baffle this interview. She had evaded the choice of the family as long as possible, but this appointment looked like a crisis. The gentleman is to come in the evening ; the lady is to prepare for his reception by a more than ordinary attention to her toilet. This gives her the cue to what is to be done. The more than ordinary attention is paid ; but it is in a way that renders the interview impossible. She has cut off her eyebrows. How can she be seen by anybody in such a trim? The indignation of the Duke and Duchess is great; but the thing is manifestly impossible. She is accordingly left to herself for the night; she has perfected her plan, in expectation of that result ; and the consequence is, that

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