Biographical Study of A. W. 
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BIOGRAPHICAL STUDY OF KINGLAKE *** 
 
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A. W. KINGLAKE--A BIOGRAPHICAL AND LITERARY STUDY 
 
PREFACE 
 
It is just eleven years since Kinglake passed away, and his life has not 
yet been separately memorialized. A few years more, and the personal 
side of him would be irrecoverable, though by personality, no less than 
by authorship, he made his contemporary mark. When a tomb has been 
closed for centuries, the effaced lineaments of its tenant can be 
re-coloured only by the idealizing hand of genius, as Scott drew 
Claverhouse, and Carlyle drew Cromwell. But, to the biographer of the 
lately dead, men have a right to say, as Saul said to the Witch of Endor, 
"Call up Samuel!" In your study of a life so recent as Kinglake's, give 
us, if you choose, some critical synopsis of his monumental writings, 
some salvage from his ephemeral and scattered papers; trace so much
of his youthful training as shaped the development of his character; 
depict, with wise restraint, his political and public life: but also, and 
above all, re-clothe him "in his habit as he lived," as friends and 
associates knew him; recover his traits of voice and manner, his 
conversational wit or wisdom, epigram or paradox, his explosions of 
sarcasm and his eccentricities of reserve, his words of winningness and 
acts of kindness: and, since one half of his life was social, introduce us 
to the companions who shared his lighter hour and evoked his finer 
fancies; take us to the Athenaeum "Corner," or to Holland House, and 
flash on us at least a glimpse of the brilliant men and women who 
formed the setting to his sparkle; "dic in amicitiam coeant et foedera 
jungant." 
This I have endeavoured to do, with such aid as I could command from 
his few remaining contemporaries. His letters to his family were 
destroyed by his own desire; on those written to Madame Novikoff no 
such embargo was laid, nor does she believe that it was intended. I have 
used these sparingly, and all extracts from them have been subjected to 
her censorship. If the result is not Attic in salt, it is at any rate Roman 
in brevity. I send it forth with John Bunyan's homely aspiration: 
And may its buyer have no cause to say, His money is but lost or 
thrown away. 
CHAPTER I 
--EARLY YEARS 
 
The fourth decade of the deceased century dawned on a procession of 
Oriental pilgrims, variously qualified or disqualified to hold the 
gorgeous East in fee, who, with bakshish in their purses, a theory in 
their brains, an unfilled diary-book in their portmanteaus, sought out 
the Holy Land, the Sinai peninsula, the valley of the Nile, sometimes 
even Armenia and the Monte Santo, and returned home to emit their 
illustrated and mapped octavos. We have the type delineated 
admiringly in Miss Yonge's "Heartsease," {1} bitterly in Miss Skene's
"Use and Abuse," facetiously in the Clarence Bulbul of "Our Street." 
"Hang it! has not everybody written an Eastern book? I should like to 
meet anybody in society now who has not been up to the Second 
Cataract. My Lord Castleroyal has done one--an honest one; my Lord 
Youngent another--an amusing one; my Lord Woolsey another--a pious 
one; there is the 'Cutlet and the Cabob'--a sentimental one; 
Timbuctoothen--a humorous one." Lord Carlisle's honesty, Lord 
Nugent's fun, Lord Lindsay's piety, failed to float their books. Miss 
Martineau,