St.
Michael's Mount, with not a ledge or coigne of vantage 'twixt you and
the fathomless ocean under you, distant three thousand feet? Last, do I
forget you clambering up the goat-path to King Arthur's castle of
Tintagel, when, in my vain wish to follow, I grovelled and clung to the
soil like a Caliban, and you, in the manner of a tricksy spirit and
stout Ariel, actually danced up and down before me!"

The waterfall I led him to was among the records of the famous holiday,
celebrated also by Thackeray in one of his pen-and-ink pleasantries,
which were sent by both painters to the next year's Academy; and so
eager was Dickens to possess this landscape by Maclise which included
the likeness of a member of his family, yet so anxious that our friend
should be spared the sacrifice which he knew would follow an avowal of
his wish, that he bought it under a feigned name before the Academy
opened, and steadily refused to take back the money which on discovery
of the artifice Maclise pressed upon him.[65] Our friend, who already
had munificently given him a charming drawing of his four eldest
children to accompany him and his wife to America, had his generous way
nevertheless; and as a voluntary offering four years later, painted Mrs.
Dickens on a canvas of the same size as the picture of her husband in
1839.

"Behold finally the title of the new book," was the first note I had
from Dickens (12th of November) after our return; "don't lose it, for I
have no copy." Title and even story had been undetermined while we
travelled, from the lingering wish he still had to begin it among those
Cornish scenes; but this intention had now been finally abandoned, and
the reader lost nothing by his substitution for the lighthouse or mine
in Cornwall, of the Wiltshire-village forge on the windy autumn evening
which opens the tale of _Martin Chuzzlewit_. Into that name he finally
settled, but only after much deliberation, as a mention of his changes
will show. Martin was the prefix to all, but the surname varied from its
first form of Sweezleden, Sweezleback, and Sweezlewag, to those of
Chuzzletoe, Chuzzleboy, Chubblewig, and Chuzzlewig; nor was Chuzzlewit
chosen at last until after more hesitation and discussion. What he had
sent me in his letter as finally adopted, ran thus: "The Life and
Adventures of Martin Chuzzlewig, his family, friends, and enemies.
Comprising all his wills and his ways. With an historical record of what
he did and wh