As we are now approaching so near the close of his London life, I shall here throw together the few remaining recollections of that period with which the gleanings of his Memorandum-book, so often referred to, furnish me.

“I liked the Dandies; they were always very civil to me, though in general they disliked literary people, and persecuted and mystified Madame de Stael, Lewis, * * * *, and the like, damnably.  They persuaded Madame de Stael that A * * had a hundred thousand a year, &c. &c., till she praised him to his face for his beauty! and made a set at him for * *, and a hundred fooleries besides.  The truth is, that, though I gave up the business early, I had a tinge of dandyism[100] in my minority, and probably retained enough of it to conciliate the great ones at five-and-twenty.  I had gamed, and drank, and taken my degrees in most dissipations, and having no pedantry, and not being overbearing, we ran quietly together.  I knew them all more or less, and they made me a member of Watier’s (a superb club at that time), being, I take it, the only literary man (except two others, both men of the world, Moore and Spenser,) in it.  Our masquerade[101] was a grand one; so was the dandy-ball too, at the Argyle, but that (the latter) was given by the four chiefs, B., M., A., and P., if I err not.

“I was a member of the Alfred, too, being elected while in Greece.  It was pleasant; a little too sober and literary, and bored with * * and Sir Francis D’Ivernois; but one met Peel, and Ward, and Valentia, and many other pleasant or known people; and it was, upon the whole, a decent resource in a rainy day, in a dearth of parties, or parliament, or in an empty season.

“I belonged, or belong, to the following clubs or societies:—­to the Alfred; to the Cocoa Tree; to Watier’s; to the Union; to Racket’s (at Brighton); to the Pugilistic; to the Owls, or “Fly-by-night;” to the Cambridge Whig Club; to the Harrow Club, Cambridge; and to one or two private clubs; to the Hampden (political) Club; and to the Italian Carbonari, &c. &c., ‘though last, not least.’  I got into all these, and never stood for any other—­at least to my own knowledge.  I declined being proposed to several others, though pressed to stand candidate.”

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“When I met H * * L * *, the gaoler, at Lord Holland’s, before he sailed for St. Helena, the discourse turned upon the battle of Waterloo.  I asked him whether the dispositions of Napoleon were those of a great general?  He answered, disparagingly, ‘that they were very simple.’  I had always thought that a degree of simplicity was an ingredient of greatness.”

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“I was much struck with the simplicity of Grattan’s manners in private life; they were odd, but they were natural.  Curran used to take him off, bowing to the very ground, and ’thanking God that he had no peculiarities of gesture or appearance,’ in a way irresistibly ludicrous; and * * used to call him a ‘Sentimental Harlequin.’”