The sexagenarian; or, the recollections of a literary life (Volume 1 of 2)Beloe, William
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The sexagenarian; or, the recollections of a literary life (Volume 1 of 2)
Beloe, William
Authors, English; Beloe, William, 1756-1817; English literature -- Anecdotes
His father died when he was yet a child. He was left to the guardianship
of his mother, a very weak and foolish woman, at whose decease he was
to succeed to considerable personal property, and a clear unencumbered
estate of about a thousand pounds a year. Nothing could possibly be
better conditioned than this estate was; it was a freehold, and compactly
circumscribed by a ring fence. The youth’s education was totally
neglected, and he was suffered to do whatever he pleased. When about
sixteen, he expressed a great desire to go to college; but as he was
totally uninstructed, except in the commonest village school learning,
some consultation was necessary about the most practicable means of
extending his education, and improving his knowledge. It occurred that
there was a distant relation of the same name, established in a curacy at
the provincial town, who might be glad to undertake his introduction to
the rudiments of Greek and Latin.
This was accordingly done, and after remaining under his cousin’s care
for about two years, my gentleman was removed to college, and by way of
counsellor and guardian, his relation accompanied him. However, he soon
threw off all restraint, and dashed boldly and uncontrouled into all the
irregularities and extravagance of the place. Whether he waited or not
to take any degree, does not appear; but certain it is, that in a very
short period of time, his profuseness reduced his mother to the extremest
difficulty and distress, and materially lessened their common income.
In this dilemma, it was thought expedient that he should go abroad, and
accordingly he departed for the continent, and fortunately for his future
and declining days, with some young men of fortune, two of whom have
since made a distinguished figure in the political world. A short time
was sufficient to waste what remained of his property, and in a very
brief interval after his return to his native country, not an acre,
nor a single shilling remained, of all his valuable patrimony. That the
poor old mother died in the utmost penury, it can hardly be necessary to
state; the son, if he yet lives, subsists on an annuity allowed him by
his former gay companions, who in this instance assuredly did not verify
what is usually asserted about the desertion of friends in adversity. It
remains to exhibit a slight delineation of his character.
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