书城公版The Miscellaneous Writings and Speeches
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第332章 MADAME D'ARBLAY(2)

Charles early showed a taste for that art, of which, at a later period, he became the historian.He was apprenticed to a celebrated musician in London, and applied himself to study with vigour and success.He soon found a kind and munificent patron in Fulk Greville, a highborn and highbred man, who seems to have had in large measure all the accomplishments and all the follies, all the virtues and all the vices, which, a hundred years ago, were considered as ****** up the character of a fine gentleman.Under such protection, the young artist had every prospect of a brilliant career in the capital.But his health failed.It became necessary for him to retreat from the smoke and river fog of London, to the pure air of the coast.He accepted the place of organist, at Lynn, and settled at that town with a young lady who had recently become his wife.

At Lynn, in June 1752, Frances Burney was born.Nothing in her childhood indicated that she would, while still a young woman, have secured for herself an honourable and permanent place among English writers.She was shy and silent.Her brothers and sisters called her a dunce, and not without some show of reason; for at eight years old she did not know her letters.

In 1760, Mr.Burney quitted Lynn for London, and took a house in Poland Street; a situation which had been fashionable In the reign of Queen Anne, but which, since that time, had been deserted by most of its wealthy and noble inhabitants.

He afterwards resided in Saint Martin's Street, on the south side of Leicester Square.His house there is still well known, and will continue to be well known as long as our island retains any trace of civilisation; for it was the dwelling of Newton, and the square turret which distinguishes it from all the surrounding buildings was Newton's observatory.

Mr.Burney at once obtained as many pupils of the most respectable description as he had time to attend, and was thus enabled to support his family, modestly indeed, and frugally, but in comfort and independence.His professional merit obtained for him the degree of Doctor of Music from the University of Oxford;and his works on subjects connected with his art gained for him a place, respectable, though certainly not eminent, among men of letters.

The progress of the mind of Frances Burney, from her ninth to her twenty-fifth year, well deserves to be recorded.When her education had proceeded no further than the hornbook, she lost her mother, and thenceforward she educated herself.Her father appears to have been as bad a father as a very honest, affectionate, and sweet tempered man can well be.He loved his daughter dearly; but it never seems to have occurred to him that a parent has other duties to perform to children than that of fondling them.It would indeed have been impossible for him to superintend their education himself.His professional engagements occupied him all day.At seven in the morning he began to attend his pupils, and when London was full, was sometimes employed in teaching till eleven at night.He was often forced to carry in his pocket a tin box of sandwiches, and a bottle of wine and water, on which he dined in a hackney coach, while hurrying from one scholar to another.Two of his daughters he sent to a seminary at Paris; but he imagined that Frances would run some risk of being perverted from the Protestant faith if she were educated in a Catholic country, and he therefore kept her at home.No governess, no teacher of any art or of any language, was provided for her.But one of her sisters showed her how to write;and, before she was fourteen, she began to find pleasure in reading.

It was not, however, by reading that her intellect was formed.

Indeed, when her best novels were produced, her knowledge of books was very small.When at the height of her fame, she was unacquainted with the most celebrated works of Voltaire and Moliere; and, what seems still more extraordinary, had never heard or seen a line of Churchill, who, when she was a girl, was the most popular of living poets.It is particularly deserving of observation that she appears to have been by no means a novel-reader.Her father's library was large; and he had admitted into it so many books which rigid moralists generally exclude that he felt uneasy, as he afterwards owned, when Johnson began to examine the shelves.But in the whole collection there was only a single novel, Fielding's Amelia.

An education, however, which to most girls would have been useless, but which suited Fanny's mind better than elaborate culture, was in constant progress during her passage from childhood to womanhood.The great book of human nature was turned over before her.Her father's social position was very peculiar.

He belonged in fortune and station to the middle class.His daughters seemed to have been suffered to mix freely with those whom butlers and waiting-maids call vulgar.We are told that they were in the habit of playing with the children of a wig-maker who lived in the adjoining house.Yet few nobles could assemble in the most stately mansions of Grosvenor Square or Saint James's Square, a society so various and so brilliant as was sometimes to be found in Dr.Burney's cabin.His mind, though not very powerful or capacious, was restlessly active; and, in the intervals of his professional pursuits, he had contrived to lay up much miscellaneous information.His attainments, the suavity of his temper, and the gentle simplicity of his manners, had obtained for him ready admission to the first literary circles.

While he was still at Lynn, he had won Johnson's heart by sounding with honest zeal the praises of the English Dictionary.