Samuel Smiles, William
Howitt & Elliott
Most sketches of the Corn Law
Rhymer
show him at the height of his fame in the early 1830s, but Samuel
Smiles of
“Self-Help” fame gives us a different view of the poet - right at the
end of
his life.
Smiles (1812-1904) trained as a
doctor
& worked in railway management, though from 1838-42 he had a
spell as
editor of the Leeds Times. Always interested in writing, he became
famous for
his biographies & for his celebrated “Self-Help” which was
translated into
many languages.
Smiles first saw Elliott in
Elliott & Smiles were to
meet
later in the same month, this time in
In the next few years, Smiles gave
lectures to literary societies & mechanics institutes
throughout the West
Riding of Yorkshire dealing with the need for libraries, for education,
for
political reform & for repeal of the Corn Laws. All matters
dear to the
Corn Law Rhymer’s heart – and it is most likely that the two soul mates
kept in
touch.
William Howitt (1792-1879) was a
well
known literary figure who was a friend of Samuel Smiles & of
Elliott. In
April 1846, Howitt was associated with the People’s Journal, but after
a row he
left the magazine & set up his own venture called Howitt’s
Journal. He made
two visits to interview Elliott: the first visit was in 1846 for his
book
“Homes and Haunts of the Most Eminent British Poets” published in 1847;
the
other visit was in 1847 for an article in Howitt’s Journal. He was
accompanied
by Margaret Gillies, the artist.
On the first visit to Elliott’s home
near
This
first visit by Howitt was in response to a recently discovered letter
sent to
Howitt by the Corn Law Rhymer:-
Letter addressed to “Wm
Howitt Esq,
The Elms, Clapton, near London”
Great
Houghton nr Barnesley
Dsir,
Much
that is true has been said of me in several periodicals &
little that is
false; Yet if I could now have it all unsaid, I would, “because I am
not dead,
you know” – and alas, my poetry is. Now the narrative in Mr Taits hand
must not
be published yet if ever; for I doubt whether anyone, a fortnight after
I am
gone, will ask a question about me? However, I send you an account of
one
manifestly written by a person who knows me so well that if he were to
write
the sketch you request, I could not do it better or so well.
I
have not yet seen Cooper’s poem, but have seen some striking extracts
from it.
I suspect he is a poet, and if is, then God help him, poor devil! He
had better
be a poacher “and feed on turnips because bread is taxed.”
We
shall be but too proud & happy to see you & your Mary
under our humble
roof, on your return from Liverpool, or at any other time. I think we
could
amuse you, keep you wick* for a week. How long would you do with eggs
&
bacon? Two days. Well. Then let us be. We will suppose you arrive on
the
Wednesday just when the weekly joint is eaten. Two days, eggs &
bacon.
Third day the old hen, that gave up laying the year before last. Fourth
day,
boiled knuckle of mutton. Fifth day, rost fillet of mutton. Sixth day
(Lent)
tapioca pudding, and the cock tench out of the pond, if we can catch
him.
Seventh day. Hare – if in my despair, I venture to shoot one, on my own
stone
heap – penalties £27.10.0! The Lord have mercy upon us! Let us all turn
pensioners. Some folk say we are poets already.
I
am,
Sir, Yours very truly,
Ebenezer
Elliott
* wicked = lodged
Howitt’s second visit to see
Elliott
was in January 1847. Howitt took with him Margaret Gillies, who was to
do a
drawing for Howitt’s Journal magazine. The drawing is reproduced below
– the
first time this picture of the poet has surfaced in many many years.
According
to Howitt, the white haired Rhymer (aged 65) was pictured reading
“things new
and old” from “his great manuscript folio.” Gillies & Howitt
sat &
listened “to the fountains of poetry thus musically welling forth” from
the
bard.
Gillies (1803-87) was a highly
regarded painter who exhibited many times at the
Howitt was most impressed with the force & brevity of Elliott’s “Spartan oratory, they are words of fire.” The elderly & declining Elliott presented quite a picture as Howitt imaginatively described: “In argument every muscle of his countenance is eloquent; and when his cold blue eye is fired with indignation, it resembles a wintry sky flashing with lightning, his dark bushy brows writhing above it like the thunder-cloud torn by the tempest.”
Elliott
by Margaret
Gillies
Samuel Smiles had been very disappointed
that he could not accompany Howitt & Gillies on their visit to
see the Corn
Law Rhymer. They reported back that the venerable poet was ailing
& passed
on an invitation for Smiles to visit Hargate Hill.
In October 1849 Smiles was
working for
the Leeds & Thirsk Railway when he heard that William Bridges
Adams, a
railway engineer, was going to see Elliott. Smiles decided to join him.
They
were shocked when they saw the poet: “Elliott looked the invalid that
he was;
for he was suffering from the fatal disease that soon after carried him
off. He
was pale and thin, and his hair was almost white.” Yet as the
conversation
flowed, Elliott brightened and “his heart beat as warm and true as ever
to the
cause of human fellowship and universal good.”
Elliott told Smiles he had a volume of
prose & poetry ready for publication & opined that his
prose was better
than his poetry. He also revealed great pride in his rural surroundings
& a
keen interest in local history. Smiles presented Elliott with a copy of
Longfellow’s “Evangeline” which Elliott mentions in the newly
discovered letter
below. Charmingly, we also hear how spare beds were kept aired in those
days
before central heating! Hargate
Hill, near My
Dear Sir, -
If
ever you can
spare a little time, bring Mrs Smiles with you. I think we could keep
you
‘wick’, as we
How truly good you are! But I
know not how to repay you for Evangeline – unless I send you a
shilling, and
that, I suppose,would affront you.
Longfellow is indeed a poet,
and he has done what I deemed an impossibility; he has written English
hexameters, giving our mighty lyre a new string! When Tennyson dies, he
should
read Evangeline to Homer.
- I
am, yours very truly, Ebenezer Elliott
My
wife and
daughters send their best respects to you and your lady, and it is
perhaps well
that the latter does not hear what they say of you.
* wicked = lodged
Four weeks later the Corn Law
Rhymer
died, and Smiles made some eloquent comments about his friend: “There
was a
mixture of fierceness and yet of tenderness in Elliott’s poetical
writings.
When he felt himself the champion of an oppressed class, he wrote with
a
welding heat, and threw out thoughts full of burning passion, ‘like
white hot
bolts of steel.’ Such verses sprang out of a truly noble wrath, but
better
thoughts came to him in quieter times, and then he overflowed with
sympathy for
his fellow-men. While denouncing his opponents so hotly in political
strife, he
had all the while a deep well of tenderness in his heart.” Smiles added
that he
hoped someone would write a biography “of this good man and true poet.”
He
summed up the Rhymer admiringly: “Elliott was on the whole, one of the
most
interesting and remarkable men of modern times.” To
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