how I could turn so much work laid aside to some account, and so patched up a print of Master Churchill in the character of a bear."

In less than a month after the attack, the result was amusing the town, in the shape of a bear in torn clerical band and ruffles, a pot of porter in his right paw, and, hugged under his left, a club labelled "Lies" and "North Britons."

inscribed,

It was

"The Bruiser C. Churchill (once the Rev.) in the character of a Roman Hercules, regaling himself after killing the monster Caricatura, that so severely galled his virtuous friend, the heaven-born Wilkes."

In a second edition Hogarth put in himself as the bear-leader, making bear and monkey (Wilkes) dance under the whip.

"The pleasure and pecuniary advantage," says Hogarth, "which I derived from these two engravings, together with occasionally riding on horseback, restored me to as much health as can be expected at my time of life." (He was now sixty-six.)

Hogarth's record of himself must have been written just after this, for it concludes:

"Thus have I gone through the principal circumstances of a life which has till lately past pretty much to my own satisfaction, and I hope in no respect injurious to any other

man. This I can safely assert, I have invariably endeavoured to make those about me tolerably happy, and my greatest enemy cannot say I ever did an intentional injury; though, without ostentation, I could produce many instances of men that have been essentially benefited by What may follow God knows."

me.

Death followed within a twelvemonth. The rides on horseback, to which he ascribes so much good to his health, were taken about the pretty neighbourhood of Chiswick, where he had spent his summers since 1748. His house still stands, but sadly degraded within the last few years. It is a snug red-brick villa of the Queen Anne style, with a garden before it of about a quarter of an acre. An old mulberry is the only tree in the neglected garden that may have borne fruit for Hogarth. There is down stairs a good panelled sitting room with three windows, a small panelled hall, and a kitchen built on to the house; above, two stories of three rooms each, with attics over. The principal room on the first floor has a projecting bow-window of three lights, quite in the style of Hogarth's time, and was no doubt an addition of his. The painting room was over the stable at the bottom of the garden. Stable and room have

fallen down, but parts of the walls are still standing. The tablets to the memory of pet birds and dogs, formerly let into the garden wall' have disappeared.

Be

Here Hogarth was used to spend the summers of his later life, enjoying the fresh air and green fields, which are still delightful, for Chiswick has been less overbuilt than most of the London suburbs, and still retains much of its old-world character, and look of Hogarthian times. sides his favourite amusement of riding, he used to occupy himself in painting and superintending the engravers whom he often had down from London. And to his Chiswick cottage he now came, after his bitter bout with Wilkes and Churchill, bringing some plates for retouching. He was cheerful but weak, and must have felt the end was not far off, when in February, 1764, he put the last touches to his "Bathos." His

One inscribed "Poor Dick, aged Eleven," bearing the date 1760, marked the resting-place of a pet bullfinch; the other had the inscription, "Life to the last enjoyed, here lies Pompey, 1790;" a parody and misquotation of a line of Churchill's, and the date a year after Mrs. Hogarth's death.