George Morland; his life and works . an once he had been discovered lying in thesnow, almost frozen. His sight also became extremelydim, and he was obliged to employ spectacles of strongmagnifying powers, and often to be led by his man evenfrom the door of his house to a coach. His paralyticaffection, Dawe says, deprived him for a time of theuse of his left hand, and rendered him incapable of hold-ing his palette; he was consequently reduced to thenecessity of making drawings, which his man sold forwhat he could get, and from mere habit he became soexpert at these sketches that he would often
George Morland; his life and works . an once he had been discovered lying in thesnow, almost frozen. His sight also became extremelydim, and he was obliged to employ spectacles of strongmagnifying powers, and often to be led by his man evenfrom the door of his house to a coach. His paralyticaffection, Dawe says, deprived him for a time of theuse of his left hand, and rendered him incapable of hold-ing his palette; he was consequently reduced to thenecessity of making drawings, which his man sold forwhat he could get, and from mere habit he became soexpert at these sketches that he would often execute themat a public-house, when half asleep, to raise a littlemoney. His only amusement was riding in a coach, and he wasso feeble that if he had to go from place to place theserides were really a necessity. We are told that his valisewas once stolen from behind the chaise, and in it he lostall his clothes. He did not care to buy a fresh stock, butdeclared that in the future he would imitate a snail by 2; I—I > O P^O oo w w. THE END OF THE STORY 93 carrying his clothes on his back. Dawe tells us that heliterally observed this plan, and as soon as his suitbecame shabby he ordered a new one, giving the other tohis servant; hence, however dirty he might be, he wasseldom ragged. At that time he generally wore a coatof a mixed colour, with long and square skirts, andbreeches of velveteen ; these, with two or three waistcoatsand a dirty silk handkerchief round his neck, completedhis appearance, which was that of a hackney other parts of his dress he was equally mean andslovenly, seldom taking the trouble to undress, and rarelythat of going to bed. It was in this condition that Collins saw him. Hedescribes how he was crossing the corner of Dean Streetwhen he heard his name called in a voice he knew, andpoor George, as dirty as a scavenger, reeled out of apublic-house at the corner. Morland immediately laidhold of his friend, and, taking him to a hackney coach,the
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