"If this young fellow is right, myself and all the other actors are wrong." Being told that the theatre was crowded to the dome nightly to hear the new actor, Quin replied that "Garrick was a new religion; Whitefield was followed for a time, but they would all come to church again." Hence Garrick wrote the following epigram:-- "Pope Quin, who damns all churches but his own, Complains that heresy infects the town; That Whitefield-Garrick has misled the age, And taints the sound religion of the stage. 'Schism,' he cries, 'has turned the nation's brain, But eyes will open, and to church again!' Thou great Infallible, forbear to roar; Thy bulls and errors are revered no more. When doctrines meet with general approbation, It is not _heresy_, but reformation." When confined to his bed in his last sickness, Garrick had the advice of several of the best physicians, summoned to his villa near Hampton, and Monsey, in bad taste and worse temper, wrote a satire on the occurrence. He accused the actor of parsimony, among other mean qualities, and though, after the death of Garrick, January 22, 1779, he destroyed the verses, some portions of them got into print, of which the following is a sample:-- "Seven wise doctors lately met To save a wretched sinner. 'Come, Tom,' said Jack, 'pray let's be quick, Or we shall lose _our_ dinner.' "Some roared for rhubarb, jalap some, And others cried for Dover;[3] 'Let's give him something,' each one said, 'And then let's give him over.'" At last, after much learned wrangling, one more learned than the others proposed to arouse the energies of the dying man by jingling a purse of gold in his ear. This suggestion was acted upon, and "Soon as the favorite sound he heard, One faint effort he tried; He oped his eyes, he scratched his head, He gave one grasp--and died." Riding on horseback through Hyde Park, Monsey was accompanied by a Mr. Robinson, a Trinitarian preacher, who knew that the doctor's religion was of the Unitarian stamp. After deploring, in solemn tones, the corrupt state of morals, etc., the minister turned to Monsey, and said,-- "And, doctor, I am addressing one who believes there is no God." "And I," replied Monsey, "one who believes there are _three_." [Illustration: HEALING THE SICK WITH A GOLDEN DOSE.] The good man, greatly shocked, put spurs to his horse, and, without vouchsafing a "good day," rode away at a high gallop. PEDAGOGUES TURNED OUT AS DOCTORS.