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SOME NOTICE OF THE<br />

curiosity shop in Crampton-court, was engaged by his, Mr-<br />

Haliday's, father, who then had a house at Dunleary, to teach<br />

him drawing, "And while Petrie was teaching me drawing<br />

(said Haliday) William was teaching Petrie Irish, and Irish<br />

antiquities."<br />

But whilst this gifted young man was engaged thus<br />

zealously in his literary labours, his frame was a prey to<br />

that insidious enemy of life, consumption ; and the ardour<br />

with which he pursued both learning and pleasure together<br />

only hastened the progress of his disease.<br />

In 1812, much to his brother's surprise, he married. The<br />

following are portions of Charles- Haliday's<br />

brother on the occasion :<br />

letters to his<br />

"London, 3rd March, 1812.<br />

" MY DEAR WILLIAM. From the unvarying round of waste-<br />

books, journals, and ledgers, I scarce can steal time soberly to<br />

congratulate you on your late change. As to my last lette-r, an<br />

impatient hand just held the pen while a brain nearly turned with<br />

joy guided its nourishes over half a sheet of paper. You may<br />

conceive with what sensations I read your letter, when I tell you<br />

it was the first intimation I had of a thing of the kind. Here is,<br />

said I, a revolution. However, like a loyal subject my cry shall<br />

be, " Long live William and Mary," and in due time I hope to<br />

see their heir-apparent. I got a letter from your father u short<br />

time since. It said you were dying. I got a letter from yon, it<br />

said you were married. Upon my word, said 1 to myself, he has<br />

chosen a queer physician, yet one with whom there will be far<br />

more pleasure to die than in the hands of any of that learned body<br />

who scribble those big M.D.s at the end of their names."<br />

In the following letter he assumes a jocular tone, to<br />

conceal probably the anxieties he felt concerning the state<br />

of his brother's health.<br />

"London, 20th April, 1812.<br />

" DEAR WILLIAM. Your letter, which I received this day from<br />

Mr. Martin, informs me that among other reasons for not writing<br />

to me, it gives you pain to write. I am truly sorry to hear you<br />

continue so unwell, and I sincerely wish you would follow the<br />

advice that has been given, and try \vhat the milder air of England<br />

can do in such a case. Of this, from experience, I am satisfied

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