MISS KITTY FISHER We have all heard that when: Lucy Locket lost her pocket Probably both of these ladies have seemed as mythical as Tommy Tucker, Jack and Jill, or any other hero or heroine of Mother Goose. Perhaps they are mythical. But since so grave and serious an authority as the "Dictionary of National Biography" admits that some persons have connected Kitty Fisher, who found the pocket, with the real Kitty Fisher, whose portrait, painted by Sir Joshua Reynolds, is reproduced on the other side of this page, it does not pay to be too sceptical. Kitty Fisher was a celebrated person in her day, and it may have been her name which was slipped into the nursery rhyme. She flourished — gaily — in London in the early years of the reign of King George III. She was a popular toast of the day, the subject of satires and poems. It is said that she was a daring horse-woman, and as witty as she was beautiful. She became Mrs. Norris, the wife of John Norris of Hempsted Manor, a member of Parliament for Rye. Her death in 1767 was rumored to have been caused by cosmetics but that is probably the slander of some envious person. At any rate, she died at Bath, and by her own request (not an unnatural one) was buried in her best dress. Kitty Fisher knew many of the famous personages of her time. Once, says Fanny Burney, she went to call on Dr. Johnson, who, to his great regret, was out. You can read of this in Fanny Burney's (Mme. D'Arblay's) Diary and Letters. Once she was introduced to William Pitt. This was a joke contrived against the grave and elderly statesman by King George III. It happened at a review in Hyde Park, and the King and his courtiers fancied that to meet so sprightly a young lady would embarrass the Prime Minister. But Mr. Pitt paid her an elaborate compliment and went away, leaving her much pleased and flattered. Sir Joshua Reynolds painted Kitty Fisher five times. This is said to be the best of the portraits, and the artist made two copies of it. Only one of them is in America; it came to the Library from the Lenox collection. The portrait itself should be seen, in order to appreciate its coloring, almost as delicate as the day when the pretty lady and her two doves posed for the famous artist. Through Sir Joshua, Kitty Fisher not improbably knew his circle of famous friends, described in so many books. You will find all of them-Dr. Johnson, Oliver Goldsmith, Edmund Burke, and David Garrick — in an entertaining novel called "The Jessamy Bride," by F. Frankfort Moore. Then, of course, there is Goldsmith's poem "Retaliation," — in which he so aptly describes them, as if in epitaphs. Of the painter he wrote: Here Reynolds is laid, and, to tell you my mind, He has not left a wiser or better behind; His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand; His manners were gentle, complying, and bland; Still born to improve us in every part, His pencil our faces, his manners our heart: To coxcombs averse, yet most civilly steering, When they judged without skill, he was still hard of hearing: Perhaps few read Goldsmith now. His "Vicar of Wakefield" is often a task for school-days, and seldom read thereafter. One of his comedies, "She Stoops to Conquer" is still popular whenever played. His poetry is "old fashioned," but some passages, like this from "The Deserted Village," can be enjoyed by those who do not think it necessary to admire only what is modern. Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, A man he was to all the country dear, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change his place; At church, with meek and unaffected grace, With steady zeal, each honest rustic ran; Even children followed with endearing wile, And plucked his gown, to share the good man's smile. His ready smile a parent's warmth exprest, Their welfare pleased him, and their cares distrest; To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, A short and readable life of Goldsmith is the one by Austin Dobson. (Mr. Dobson has also written a life of Fanny Burney. Do you know Miss Burney's novel, "Evelina," with its lively sketches of fashionable London?) Two other epitaphs from "Retaliation," those on Garrick and on Burke, will suggest, perhaps, how interesting it may prove to look farther into the careers of the friends of Sir Joshua Reynolds. Here lies David Garrick, describe me who can, He cast off his friends, as a huntsman his pack, For he knew when he pleased he could whistle them back. And here is Edmund Burke: Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, Burke was a good friend of America, but is not a great favorite with the American school-boy, who of late years has had to study and dissect that formidable oration, the "Speech on Conciliation with America." - There are lives of Garrick by Fitzgerald and Knight. There is the play ("David Garrick") by Robertson, in which he is supposed to figure as hero. Many books deal with Dr. Johnson, foremost among them is Boswell's biography. In whichever direction you turn, among the friends of Sir Joshua Reynolds, you find somebody significant, interesting. 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