t there) of Lord Strafford by Vandyke. It is well known that Pope
painted Betterton in oil colours, and gave it to Lord Mansfield. The
noble lord regretted the loss of this memorial, when his house was
consumed at the time of the disgraceful and ignorant riots.

[78] Sir Joshua Reynolds used to tell the following anecdote relative to
Pope.--"When Reynolds was a young man, he was present at an auction of
very scarce pictures, which attracted a great crowd of _connoisseurs_
and others; when, in the moment of a very interesting piece being put
up, Mr. Pope entered the room. All was in an instant, from a scene of
confusion and bustle, a dead calm. The auctioneer, as if by instinct,
suspended his hammer. The audience, to an individual, as if by the same
impulse, rose up to receive the poet; and did not resume their seats
till he had reached the upper end of the room."

A similar honour was paid to the Abbe Raynal, whose reputation was such,
that the Speaker of the House of Commons observing _him_ among the
spectators, suspended the business of the house till he had seen the
eloquent historian placed in a more commodious seat. It is painful to
relate, that this powerful writer, and good man, who narrowly escaped
the guillotine, expired in a garret, in extreme poverty, at the age of
eighty-four; the only property he left being one assignat of fifty
livres, worth not threepence in ready money. Perhaps one might have
applied the following anecdote (told by Dr. Drake in his Literary Hours)
to Abbe Raynal:--"A respectable character, having long figured in the
gay world at Paris, was at length compelled to live in an obscure
retreat in that city, the victim of severe misfortunes. He was so
indigent, that he subsisted only on an allowance from the parish. Every
week bread was sent to him sufficient for his support, and yet at
length, he demanded more. On this the curate sent for him. 'Do you live
alone?' said the curate. 'With whom, sir, is it possible I should live?
I am wretched, since I thus solicit charity, and am abandoned by all the
world.' 'But, sir, if you live alone, why do you ask for more bread than
is sufficient for yourself?' The other at last, with great reluctance,
confessed that he had a dog. The curate desired him to observe, that he
was only the distributor of the bread that belonged to the poor, and
that it was absolutely necessary that he should dispose of his dog. 'Ah,
sir!' exclaimed the poor man, weeping, 'and