Memoir of Francis Hodgson
        James Montgomery to Francis Hodgson, [1822?]
        
        
          
        
        
          
        
       
      
      
      
      
     
     
    
    
     Reverend and dear Sir,—If the will were always to be
                                    taken for the deed, I believe I should be set down for the best correspondent
                                    in the world, but if the will must be judged by the deed, assuredly I should
                                    pass for the worst; and yet in neither case would my friends do justice to
                                    themselves or me, for in the first they would have nothing to forgive, and in
                                    the second would forgive nothing. I cannot stay to explain the ambiguity of
                                    this introduction, for I must proceed at once to state the case of debtor and
                                    creditor, as it stands in my mind, between you and me, on the subject of a very
                                    kind and valuable letter, received from you in February last. I
                                    wished—for Fortunatus himself was not
                                    a heartier wisher than I am, only not having his cap ![]()
 I cannot have my desire without a
                                    further effort—I wished to answer that letter immediately, and I thought
                                    that I could thus have answered effectually your very powerful objections
                                    against some hazardous assertions of mine on the comparative state of
                                    intelligence between the ancient people of Athens and the men of Hallamshire in
                                    the present day. But at the very time, I was suddenly called upon to prepare,
                                    at a few days’ notice, an opening lecture for our Institution. This, of
                                    course, occupied my time intensely during the interval, and was no small
                                    performance, for it took upwards of two hours in the delivery, and yet
                                    comprehended only half the subject which I had meditated, and sketched out in
                                    the rough draft. No sooner was this task completed, than I was required by the
                                    Leeds Institution to furnish a paper which I had long promised. Accordingly I
                                    set to work, and produced an essay nearly as long as my Sheffield lecture. Your
                                    idle fellows work hardest when they are put to it, as cowards fight most
                                    fiercely when there is no escape. Idleness is my constitutional and, by long
                                    indulgence, my habitual infirmity also; so that I always toil like a
                                    galley-slave, or sleep like an Indian when there is neither battle nor chace to
                                    rouse him into activity. When I had achieved this second Hercu-![]()
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lean feat for a pigmy mind, I really was so tired that I
                                    determined to lie down and rest a while, let who would disturb me with claims
                                    or duties unfulfilled. Since then I have been continually, and sometimes
                                    overwhelmingly, exercised with other engagements, not directly literary, but
                                    such as have required study and personal exertion, till both thought and
                                    feeling, strength and courage, have seemed to fail, and I have been ready to
                                    renounce everything beyond the more ordinary drudgery of newspaper editing.
                                    This is an honest confession of the employment of my time since the receipt of
                                    your letter, except that I have omitted to inform you that the said letter has
                                    lain on my desk or been within reach of my hand all the while, and I have often
                                    as resolutely purposed to answer it forthwith, as I have impotently wished that
                                    I had answered it. This morning, having a few minutes thrown upon my hands,
                                    which I was grievously tempted to throw away after millions of their
                                    predecessors, in doing next to nothing—for nothing itself I cannot do
                                    with all my powers of indolence—your letter suddenly cried out from under
                                    the litter of papers that covered it, and demanded justice; its voice, which
                                    had often been raised in vain on like occasions, was not to be resisted, and I
                                        in-![]()
stantly complied; the more
                                    readily, I must acknowledge, because I had long ago abandoned the first idea of
                                    formally replying to your objections, and vindicating my sentiments. With the
                                    same freedom, therefore, as the former were offered by you, I will make such
                                    remarks as occur in noticing them here. I must, however, state, that a few days
                                    after the receipt of your favour, I sent a verbal acknowledgment of it by
                                        Dr. Knight, who incidentally told me
                                    that he expected to see you soon, and it was with the less uneasiness of
                                    conscience that I deferred a written reply till a more convenient opportunity.
                                        Dr. Knight perhaps forgot to deliver my message, and I
                                    never inquired after the fate of it. I only mention the circumstance to show
                                    that not from the remotest deficiency either of respect or gratitude have I
                                    remained so long, and perhaps so unpardonably, under the suspicion of both,
                                    unless you have exercised the charity of hoping the best when only the worst
                                    appeared. Better late than never, you may yet be kind enough to think. 
    
     You are aware, and I pretend not to conceal it, that in the
                                    argument which I held on the occasion alluded to I was taking the part of an
                                    advocate, whose duty it was to show to the utmost advantage ![]()
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 the cause of his clients without the wilful violation of truth or justice.
                                    The merits and claims of the Hallamshire people I therefore advanced as boldly
                                    as I durst, while those of the ancients were only contingently introduced; and
                                    though they were acknowledged to be transcendent, their superiority was lowered
                                    as much as appeared to me consistent with fact, if not with the general
                                    favourable prejudice, which all who are acquainted with Greek and Roman
                                    history, but especially the learned, feel. In the latter class, of course, I
                                    include you; and, though you may deem it miserable logic, I am disposed to
                                    contend that you, with an intimate acquaintance and enthusiastic admiration of
                                    the reliques of classic literature, have a bias on that side of the question
                                    which disqualifies you from being a perfectly impartial judge, especially when
                                    I consider that you are comparatively a stranger to the state of intelligence
                                    among a population such as that in this neighbourhood. For more than thirty
                                    years I have had opportunities of observing the indications of this with no
                                    ordinary advantage, both under political and religious excitement. You will
                                    acknowledge that into whatever extravagances weak men may be deluded on either
                                    religion or politics, no two topics are calculated so ![]()
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 suddenly and so greatly to
                                    awaken and exercise the faculties of persons not early or severely disciplined
                                    by a college education. The occupations of many of our artisans are favourable
                                    to thought, and the bodily exercise of these is not such as to enervate those
                                    who use it. Now, I have witnessed, formerly in political and latterly in
                                    religious assemblies, nearly similar effects of popular eloquence on the minds
                                    of all gradations of our artisans as you refer to in the case of the Athenians
                                    under Pericles. It is not so uncommon a thing as mere scholars imagine, for men
                                    in middling and humble life to enjoy and to understand intellectual displays
                                    far above their own power of imitating, particularly when they come in the
                                    captivating form of eloquence, with all its adventitious accompaniments at once
                                    speaking to the eye, and the ear, and the mind. Pure English is intelligible
                                    among all the peasantry from Berwick to Penzance, though not one in ten could
                                    speak a sentence in it. This is a fact almost entirely overlooked by authors
                                    and play-writers, who imagine that they must address the vulgar in the vulgar
                                    tongue. In like manner, the meaning of the finest argument may be perfectly
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 for
                                    themselves in however humble a way; and the most elegant diction will yield
                                    genuine delight to a popular audience of whom few, perhaps, could express
                                    themselves grammatically. Nay, persons of very mean capacity can frequently
                                    distinguish in common discourse between a good pronunciation, that is habitual
                                    to the speaker, and an affected one in a half-learned coxcomb; and they will
                                    instinctively prefer the former. There appears, therefore, nothing very
                                    extraordinary in an Athenian audience hanging with rapture on the tongue of a
                                    splendid and energetic orator, especially when we consider the corrupt and
                                    servile character of that ‘fierce democratic’ (notwithstanding
                                    their passion for glory), who of all the people of antiquity, except, perhaps,
                                    the later Romans, were the readiest dupes and sycophants to any who could pay
                                    the price of enslaving them. The bulk of the actual population were literally
                                    slaves, and the rest were virtually so, in the best days of Greece. The vulgar
                                    also were held in avowed contempt by the learned, which makes little in favour
                                    of popular intelligence. 
    
     My own firm opinion is that among the ‘thinking
                                    part,’ and it is now no small one, of the people in this country,
                                    especially among religious persons, ![]()
 there is more practical and influential
                                    knowledge than could be possessed by any heathen populace. This might require a
                                    great deal of illustration (not by argument so much as facts) to convince one
                                    who has not been long and intimately conversant with this numerous and
                                    increasing proportion of our countrymen. This I have
                                    been, and this, it is no disparagement to you as a minister in the Church to
                                    say, you have not. You know these people only by report
                                    and by books. Through such media they cannot be well known. I have never
                                    pretended to compare those who are or have been great in Hallamshire with the
                                    truly great and glorious names of antiquity. I have only ventured the opinion
                                    that the middling and lower classes here are, on the average, quite equal in
                                    intelligence to the corresponding ranks in Greece and Rome, and, so far as they
                                    can be put in competition, I believe history will bear me out. I am compelled
                                    to break off here. 
    
     Believe me truly and ever your obliged friend and servant, 
    
    
     P.S.—With respect to Greek Tragedy, I think that
                                        the best parts of Shakespeare would
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 as good a test, both of taste and moral
                                        feeling, in an audience, as those of Sophocles; and, from my recollection, the gallery critics
                                        of Sheffield were wont to applaud most what was
                                        best. No objection to the irregularity of
                                            Shakespeare’s drama will invalidate this.
                                        Even you would not argue that because French audiences can bear cold
                                        declamation in an artificial tone for hours together, that they are
                                        therefore more virtuous and intelligent than Englishmen who can appreciate
                                        the exquisite nature and pathos of their own old writers, when brought home
                                        to them by the consummate acting of John
                                            Kemble and Mrs.
                                            Siddons. 
    
     I don’t expect that you will be at the trouble of
                                        answering this rhapsody; it will be quite enough if you read and forgive
                                        it. 
    
    John Philip Kemble  (1757-1823)  
                  English actor renowned for his Shakespearean roles; he was manager of Drury Lane
                        (1783-1802) and Covent Garden (1803-1808).
               
 
    James Knight  (1793-1863)  
                  Of Lincoln College, Oxford; he was perpetual curate of St Paul's Church, Sheffield
                        (1824-1860).
               
 
    James Montgomery  (1771-1854)  
                  English poet and editor of the 
Sheffield Iris (1795-1825); author
                        of 
The Wanderer of Switzerland (1806) and 
The
                            World before the Flood (1813).
               
 
    
    Sarah Siddons  [née Kemble]   (1755-1831)  
                  English tragic actress, sister of John Philip Kemble, famous roles as Desdemona, Lady
                        Macbeth, and Ophelia. She retired from the stage in 1812.
               
 
    Sophocles  (496 BC c.-406 BC c.)  
                  Greek tragic poet; author of 
Antigone and 
Oedipus Rex.