November, 1788, in the 45th year of his age. His wife survived him but a few days, leaving three children totally unprovided for, the eldest of whom alone survives, and has now a wife and six children of his own. Mr. Thomas Wynne died at an advanced age. The Rev. Richard Wynne lived till the year 1793, being more than eighty years of age when he died. The whole of his fortune he left to his only daughter. Mr. John Huddlestone Wynne was below the middle size (about five feet four inches in height) of a clear complexion, dark hair, of a sanguine temperament, irritable and nervous. Previous to his lameness, though he always took short steps, yet he walked remarkably fast. In his youth he acquired a bad habit of stooping, which his subsequent infirmities tended to increase; his eyes were piercing; his brow remarkably fine, and had the appearance of being pencilled; his nose acquilline, which, as Lavater well observes, always indicates a good arrangement of features. He certainly had many pecularities, was very absent and negligent in his external appearance, and the dress worn when himself a youth he seemed always to prefer, and would probably have done the same had he lived in affluence, Amongst the Garretteers, or men of Attic Wit, that distinguished themselves fifty years ago, not only as industrious compilers for the booksellers, but also as men of original genius and talent, may be enumerated Thomas Bellamy, the Projector of the General Magazine, the Monthly Mirror, and author of some dramatic pieces, and elegant poetical effusions. He was born at Kingston upon Thames, in 1745, and after having been twenty years in trade, as a Hosier, he relinquished it for Literature, under the auspices of Mr. Harrison the Bookseller, and friend of Montgomery. I knew him intimately, as also Mr. Lloyd, the continuator of Smollett, and the eccentric Whalley Chamberlain Oulton, a man of diversified talent, of whom I shall speak hereafter, but a more weighty object claims my attention, in noticing Captain Grose, whom I knew from my childhood, he therefore claims a precedence. SKETCHES OF THE LIFE OF CAPTAIN GROSE, " Captain Grose was associated with my earliest "Recollec-. tions.' On his first visit to Ireland, he was most anxious that my brother should accompany him in the prosecution of his Antiquarian researches, but some family arrangements prevented it. I believe he took over a clever lad with him that might be considered a rough diamond, he was sometimes known by the term of Badger, but Grose called him his Guinea Pig! My first old and respected friend in Ireland, Mr. R. E. Mércier, was particularly kind to Grose, and had in his possession an original drawing of him on Vellum, from which Bartolozzi made an Etching; and from which the full length Portrait I have given is taken. Being anxious to collect the scattered relics of this great Antiquarian, I have herewith given from Mercier's Anthologia Hibernica, a short sketch of his Life and Character, and also Burns's poetical description of his Peregrinations through Scotland, his Poetical Envelope covering his Letter to a Brother Antiquary of the North; together with Mr. Allan Cunningham's Commentary. The intimacy between Grose and Burns is well known, and I believe the celebrated Poem of Burns's Tam O'Shanter first appeared in the pages of Grose's Antiquities of Scotland. In the following pages will be found another poetical sketch of Grose, written by his friend Mr. Davis of Wandsworth, which is admirably Characteristic of him; and an accurate memoir written by Mr. Hone, and inserted in his "Every Day Book." TO THE EDITOR OF THE ANTHOLOGIA, SIR, Knowing that literary biography makes a distinguished part of your plan, 1 shall make no apology for sending you the following Memoir. It ap peared, anonymously, for the first time, in the Dublin Chronicle for the 25th of May 1791; but was generally known to have fallen from the pen of Joseph C. Walker, Esq. Dublin, Nov. 1 1794. T. Z. THE author of this little memoir cannot boast an early acquaintance with Captain Grose; he only knew him since his second visit to Ireland in the year 1790. The Captain then introduced himself to him in very flatter. ing manner; an event on which he now reflects with pleasure mingled with pain. As an Artist and Antiquary, Captain Grose is known to all the enlightened part of Europe; and where his character is known it is admired. His pencil and his pen were guided by taste and genius-sometimes they were directed by humour. Nor was he less admirable for his companionable qualities. Few men shone more in conversation than Mr. Grose.In his society time passed with an audible step; naturally cheerful himself he flashed merriment around him; nor did his sallies of pleasantry or poignant humour ever give pain, for they were not excited either by the mental or personal defects of his auditors. Associating with the ornaments of literature, he abounded in literary anecdote; and having read extensively, and observed narrowly, he edified while he exhilarated. The author of this feeble attempt to do justice to the memory of Captain Grose, is ignorant of the year in which he commenced his literary career; but he believes he began at an early period, to exercise his pencil on the military and ecclesiastical ruins of England, To this he was not excited by the hope of emolument; for he made a free gift to his printer, Mr. Sam uel Hooper, of the drawings for The Antiquities of England and Wales. But it should not be forgotten, that the great success of this work enabled Mr. Hooper, with unparalleled generosity, to present Mrs. Grose with a bank note for £800. The Antiquities of England and Wales were followed by A Treatise on ancient Armour and Weapons and Military Antiquities. Nor did his humour sleep during the execution of those laborious works; for while they were passing through the press, he published A Provincial Glossary-A Guide to Health Honor and Riches-and Rules for Drawing Caricatures ; works abounding in genuine humour. He occasionaly too, furnished the different editors of Shakespeare with valuable notes. The state of his health demanding the exercise of travel, and encouraged by the success of his first Antiquarian Essays, he was induced to undertake The Antiquities of Scotland in the year 1789, Having completed this arduous undertaking, he engaged in a work of a similar nature for Ireland, and had actually put several drawings, which he had made in the North of Ireland, into the hands of his engraver, when he was suddenly snatched away from the anxious public, and his inconsolable friends, on the 16th of May 1791. The author of this desultory memoir cannot conclude without mentioning the liberal manner in which Captain Grose diffused his drawings among his friends. They were never known to solicit one in vain. Nor was his portefeuille ever closed to those engaged in any literary undertaking which his elegant pencil could illustrate. And it is with pleasure the author adds, that Ireland, with her wonted generosity and respect for literature, is now about to raise a Monument to the memory of him, who, had Heaven spared him a few months longer, would have eternized the venerable remains of her antiquities. A very beautiful and elegant model was made for this purpose by the celebrated Mr. Gandon an ingenious English architect, who studied his profession under Sir William Chambers. He was the first who gained the gold medal as an architectural prize from the Royal Academy, and early acquired considerable professional reputation, which was much enhanced by the publication of his "Vitruvius Britannicus," 3 vols. folio. He soon after went to Ireland, where he built the Royal Exchange at Dublin, the portico of the house of Lords, the four courts, and other highly esteemed buildings in that Capital. He was a fellow of the Society of Antiquaries, as also of the Royal Irish Academy, and died at Canon-brook near Lucan, in 1824, being then in his eighty-fifth year. He was buried at Drumcondra Church, near Dublin, by the side of his friend Grose. ON CAPTAIN GROSE'S PEREGRINATIONS THROUGH SCOTLAND. Frae Maidenkirk to Johnny Groat's; If there's a hole in a' your coats, I rede you tent it: A chiel's amang you taking notes, If in your bounds ye chance to light That's he, mark weel And wow! he has an unco slight By some auld houlet-haunted biggio, It's ten to one ye'll find him snug in Some eldritch part, Wi' deils, they say, Ld safe's colleaguin' Ilk ghaist that haunts auld ha' or chamer, And you deep read in hell's black grammar, We'll quake at his conjuring hammer, Ye midnight b es! Of Eve's first fre he has a cinder; A broom-stick o' the witch o' Endor, Forbyc, he'll shape you aff fu' gleg, The knife that nicket Abel's craig It was a faulding jocteleg, Or lang-kail gully.— Bat wad yee see him in his glee, For meikle glee and fun has he, And port, O port! shine thou á wee, Now by the pow'ra o' verse and prose! They sair misca' thee; I'd take the rascal by the nose, Wad say Shame fa' thee "The person whom this facetious poem celebrates was a zealous antiquary and fond of wit and wine. He had served in the army, and, retiring from it, dedicated his leisure and his talents to investigate the antiquities of his country. He found his way to Friars-Carse, where some of the ablest antiquaries of Scotland occasionally met: and at the "board of Glenriddel,” he saw Burns for the first time. It is a tradition in the vale that the Englishman heard with wonder the sarcastic sallies, epigramatic remarks, and eloquent bursts of the Scot; while the latter was struck with the remarkable corpulency of the " little round fat oily man," and the almost poetic feeling with which he talked, "Of parritch pats and all saut backets The wine of Glenriddel, too, aided in tightening the bands of acquaintanceship. The poem flew before Grose over Scotland—it is said he was not pleased to be so heralded, and above all, little relished the allusions to his corpulency-he thought too, that his researches were treated with too little gravity. These sentiments had not, however, reached the Poet, when he writes to Grose to call on his friend Dugald Stewart.-"Mr. Stewart's principal characteristic is your favourite feature; that sterling independence |