The Cornhill Magazine (Vol. I, No. 5, May 1860)Various
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The Cornhill Magazine (Vol. I, No. 5, May 1860)
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England -- Periodicals; English literature -- Periodicals; Short stories, English -- Periodicals
He had need of reputation, and of money too. A very serious crisis
in his life was approaching. He had found more favour in the eyes of
Jane Thornhill. “_On n’épouse pas les filles de grande maison avec des
coquilles de noix_,” writes a wise Frenchman, and William Hogarth’s
fortune might decidedly at this time have been comfortably “put into a
wine-glass and covered over with a gooseberry leaf,” as was suggested of
the immortal Mr. Bob Sawyer’s profits from his druggist’s shop. Sir James
Thornhill was a greater don in art than Sir Godfrey, or than Richardson,
or Jervas. He hated Sir Godfrey, and strove to outshine him. If extent
of area is to be taken as a test of ability, Thornhill certainly beat
Kneller hollow. To a Lombard Street of allegory and fable in halls and
on staircases the German could only show a china orange of portraiture.
Thornhill was a gentleman. His father was poor enough; but he was clearly
descended from Ralph de Thornhill (12 Henry III. 1228).[10] When he
became prosperous, he bought back the paternal acres, and built a grand
house at Thornhill, hard by Weymouth. He had been a favourite with Queen
Anne. He had succeeded Sir Christopher Wren in the representation of
Melcombe Regis, his native place. His gains were enormous. Though he
received but two guineas a yard for St. Paul’s, and twenty-five shillings
a yard for painting the staircase of the South Sea House (with bubbles,
or with an allegory of Mercury putting the world in his pocket?), instead
of 1,500_l._ which he demanded, he had a magnificent wage for painting
the hall at Blenheim, and from the noted Styles, who is said to have
spent 150,000_l._ in the embellishments of Moor Park, he received, after
a lawsuit and an arbitration, 4,000_l._ To be sure Lafosse got nearly
3,000_l._ for the staircase and saloons of Montagu House (the old British
Museum). Look at the etching of Sir James Thornhill, by Worlidge. He is
painting in an elaborately-laced coat with brocaded sleeves; and his wig
is as so many curds in a whey of horsehair, and no one but a Don could
have such a double chin.
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