. Self-made men. mplete catalogue and estimate of the furniture and people at aglance. His powers of penetration are remarkable, and his facil-ity of description Ave all know is equally extraordinary. In pri-vate Boz talks much or little, according to the sympathy he haswith the company. His conversation is, as might be expected,easy, flowing, and genial; he hates argument, and never talks foreffect. He excels in telling a story, which he does in generalwith humorous exaggerations. He is a great admirer of Tenny-sons poetry and of Maclises pictures. His house in DevonshireTerrace is adorned wi
. Self-made men. mplete catalogue and estimate of the furniture and people at aglance. His powers of penetration are remarkable, and his facil-ity of description Ave all know is equally extraordinary. In pri-vate Boz talks much or little, according to the sympathy he haswith the company. His conversation is, as might be expected,easy, flowing, and genial; he hates argument, and never talks foreffect. He excels in telling a story, which he does in generalwith humorous exaggerations. He is a great admirer of Tenny-sons poetry and of Maclises pictures. His house in DevonshireTerrace is adorned with pictures of the best living artists, andevery corner shows the influence of taste and wealth. His li-brary is extensive, and in the literature of his country, in whichfew are better read, very well selected. Lie is, or rather was,very active and fond of dancing, his favorite dance being SirRoger de Coverly. He has also a remarkable passion (which isshared by Macaulay) for midnight wandering in a citys SIR THOMAS LAWEENCE. This celebrated painter was born in 1769, and was the young-est of a family of sixteen children. His father, although a manof some cultivation, and originally educated to the law, was aninnkeeper at Bristol (where Thomas was born), and made a mis-erable living. His success, indeed, was so very limited, that in ashort time he abandoned business and repaired to Devizes. was, in some respects, a very remarkable man. Hismind always appears to have been occupied with matters out of hisbusiness, and not in it. One of his most remarkable passions wasfor poetry, which he not only wrote, but spouted with great would sometimes walk into the parlor of his hotel, and insistthat all the guests should leave off their affairs while he recited apoem for their better edification. Poetry, under certain conditionsof life, is delightful, but, thrust down the unwilling throat in thisabrupt manner, it loses all its charm, and becomes a serious bor
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