tle from the "Rose", or inviting him over to a bout there with Sir
Plume and Mr. Diver; and Dick wiped his eyes, which were whimpering over
his papers, took down his laced hat, put on his sword and wig, kissed his
wife and children, told them a lie about pressing business, and went off
to the "Rose" to the jolly fellows.

While Mr. Addison was abroad, and after he came home in rather a dismal
way to wait upon Providence in his shabby lodging in the Haymarket, young
Captain Steele was cutting a much smarter figure than that of his
classical friend of Charterhouse Cloister and Maudlin Walk. Could not some
painter give an interview between the gallant captain of Lucas's, with his
hat cocked, and his lace, and his face too, a trifle tarnished with drink,
and that poet, that philosopher, pale, proud, and poor, his friend and
monitor of schooldays, of all days? How Dick must have bragged about his
chances and his hopes, and the fine company he kept, and the charms of the
reigning toasts and popular actresses, and the number of bottles that he
and my lord and some other pretty fellows had cracked overnight at the
"Devil", or the "Garter"! Cannot one fancy Joseph Addison's calm smile and
cold grey eyes following Dick for an instant, as he struts down the Mall,
to dine with the Guard at St. James's, before he turns, with his sober
pace and threadbare suit, to walk back to his lodgings up the two pair of
stairs? Steele's name was down for promotion, Dick always said himself, in
the glorious, pious, and immortal William's last table-book. Jonathan
Swift's name had been written there by the same hand too.

Our worthy friend, the author of the _Christian Hero_, continued to make
no small figure about town by the use of his wits.(99) He was appointed
Gazetteer: he wrote, in 1703, _The Tender Husband_, his second play, in
which there is some delightful farcical writing, and of which he fondly
owned in after-life, and when Addison was no more, that there were "many
applauded strokes" from Addison's beloved hand.(100) Is it not a pleasant
partnership to remember? Can't one fancy Steele full of spirits and youth,
leaving his gay company to go to Addison's lodging, where his friend sits
in the shabby sitting-room, quite serene, and cheerful, and poor? In 1704,
Steele came on the town with another comedy, and behold it was so moral
and religious, as poor Dick insisted, so dull the town thought, that the
_Lying Lover_ was damned.

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