to Chiswick Gardens, still stands the little red-brick Georgian villa in which from September 1749 unt1l h1s death he spent the summer seasons After many vicissitudes and changes of ownership. It was purchased in 1902 by Lieut.-Colonel Shipway

of Chiswick, who turned it into a Hogarth museum and preserved It to the nation.

From such records of him as survive, Hogarth appears to have been much what from his portrait one might suppose him to have been-a blue-eyed, honest. combative l1ttle man, thoroughly insular in his prejudices and antipathies, fond of flattery, sensitive like most satirists, a good friend, an intractable enemy, ambitious, as he somewhere says, in all things to be singular, and not always accurately estimating the extent of his powers. W1th the art connoisseurship of his day he was wholly at war, because, as he believed. it favoured foreign mediocrity at the expense of native talent, and in the heat of argument he would probably, as he admits, often come “to utter blasphemous expressions against the divinity even of Raphael Urbino, Correggio and Michelangelo” But it was rather against the th1rd-rate copies of th1rc1-rate artists-the “ ship-loads of dead Christs, Holy Families and Madonnas ”-that his indignation was directed, and in speaking of his attitude with regard to the great masters of art, It is well to remember his words to Mrs Piozziz-“The connoisseurs and I are at war, you know, and because I hate them, they think I hate Titian-and let them!”

But no doubt it was in a measure owing to this hostile attitude of his towards the all-powerful picture-brokers that his contemporaries failed to recognize adequately his merits as a painter, and persisted in regarding him as an ingenious humorist alone. Time has reversed that unjust sentence. He is now held to have been a splendid painter, pure and harmonious in his colouring, wonderfully dexterous and direct in his handling, and in his composition leaving l1ttle or nothing to be desired. As an engraver his work is more conspicuous for its vigour, spirit and intelligibility than for finish and beauty of l1ne. He desired that it should tell its own tale plainly, and bear the distinct impress of his individuality, and 1n this he thoroughly succeeded. As a draughtsman his skill has sometimes been debated, and his work at times undoubtedly bears marks of haste, and even carelessness lf, however, he is judged by his best instead of his worst, he will not be found wanting in this respect. But it is not after all as a draughtsman, an engraver or a painter that he claims his unique pos1t1on among English artists-it is as a humorist and a satirist upon canvas. Regarded in this light he has never been equalled, whether for his vigour of realism and dramatic power, his fancy and invention in the decoration of his story, or his merciless anatomy and exposure of folly and wickedness. If we regard him-as he loved to regard himself-as “author” rather than “ artist, ” his place is with the great masters of literature, -with the Thackerays and F1eld1ngs, the Cervantes and Moliéres

Authorities.-The main body of Hogarth literature is to be found in the autobiographical Memoranda published by John Ireland in 1798 and in the successive Anecdotes of the antiquary John Nichols. Much minute information has also been collected in F. ta. Stephens's Catalogue of the Sattrical Prints and Drawings in the British Museum But a copious bibliography of books, pamphlets, &c., relating to Hogarth, together with detailed catalogues of his paintings and prints, will be found in the Meniotr of Hogarth by Austin Dobson. First issued in 1879, this was reprinted and expanded in 1891, 1897, 1902 and nnally in 1907. Pictures by Hogarth from private collections are constantly to be found at the annual exhibitions of the Old Masters at Burlington House; but most of the best-known works hae permanent homes In public galleries “ Marriage à la mode, ” " Sigismunda, " “ Laxinia Fenton, " the “ Shrimp Gui" the “ Gate of Calais, " the portraits of himself, his sister and his servants, are all in the at1onal Gallery; the “ Rake's Progress" and the Electlon Series, in the Soane Museum, and the “ March to F1nchley” and Captain Cora1n"in theFoundl1ng Therearealso notable icturesin the Fit/william Nluseum at Cambridge and the National Portrait Gallerx At the P1 mt Room in the British Museum there is also a ver; interesting set of sixteen designs for the series called “ lndustry and Idleness, " the ma]or1ty of which formerly belonged to Horace Walpole  (A. D.) 

HOGG, JAMES (1770-IS3§) Scottish poet, known as the “ Ettrick Shepherd, ” was baptized at Ettrick in Selkirkshire on the 9th of December 1770. His ancestors had been shepherds for centuries. He received hardly any school tra1n1ng, and seems to have had difficulty in getting books to read. After spending his early years herding sheep for different masters, he was engaged as shepherd by Mr Laidlaw, tenant of Blackhouse, in the parish of Yarrow, from 1790 till 1799. He was treated with great kindness, and had access to a large collection of books. When this was exhausted he subscribed to a circulating library in Peebles. While attending to his flock, he spent a great deal of time in reading. He profited by the company of his master's sons, of who1n William Laidlaw is known as the friend of Scott and the author of Lucy's Flittirt'. Hogg's first printed piece was “ The Mistakes of a Night ” in the Scots Magazine for October 1794, and in 1801 he published his Scottish Pastorals. In 1802 Hogg became acquainted with Sir Walter Scott, who was then collecting materials for his Border M minstrelsy. On Scott's recommendation Constable published Hogg's miscellaneous poems (The Mountain Bard) in 1807. By this work, and by The Shepherd's Guide, being a Practical Treatise on the Diseases of Sheep, Hogg realized about £300 With this money he unfortunately embarked in farming in Dumfriesshire, and in three years was utterly ruined, having to abandon all his effects to his creditors. He returned to Ettrick, only to find that he could not even obtain employment as a shepherd, so he set off in February 1810 to push his fortune in Edinburgh as a literary adventurer. In the same year he published a collection of songs, The Forest Minstrel, to which he was the largest contributor. This book, being dedicated to the countess of Dalkeith (afterwards duchess of Buccleuch), and recommended to her not1ce by Scott, was rewarded with a present of 100 guineas. He then began a weekly periodical, The Spy, which he continued from September 1810 till August 1811. The appearance of The Queen's Wake in 1813 established Hogg's reputation as a poet; Byron recommended it to John Murray, who brought out an English edition. The scene of the poem is laid in 1561; the queen is Mary Stuart; and the “ wake ” provides a simple framework for seventeen poems sung by rival bards. It was followed by the Pilgrims of the Sun (1815), and Mador of the Moor (1816). The duchess of Buccleuch, on her death-bed (1814), had asked her husband to do something for the Ettrick bard; and the duke gave him a lease for life of the farm of Altrive in Yarrow, consisting of about 70 acres of moorland, on which the poet built a house and spent the last years of his life. In order to obtain money to stock his farm Hogg asked various poets to contribute to a volume of verse which should be a kind of poetic “benefit ” for himself. Failing in his applications he wrote a volume of parodies, published in 1816, as The Poetic M trror, or the Living Bards of Great Britain. He took possession of his farm in 1817, but his literary exertions were never relaxed. Before 1820 he had written the prose tales of The Brownie of Bodsbeck (1818) and two volumes of Winter Evening Tales (1820), besides collecting, editing and writing part of two volumes of The Jacobite Relics of Scotland (1819-1821), and contributing largely to Bloc/ewood's Magazine. “ The Chaldee MS, ” which appeared in Blackwood's M agazzne (October 1817), and gave such offence that it was immediately withdrawn, was largely Hogg's work.

In 1820 he married Margaret Phillips, a lady of a good Annandale family, and found himself possessed of about £1000, a good house and a well-stocked farm. Hogg's connexion with Blackwood's Magazine kept him continually before the public, his contributions, which include the best of his prose w'6rks, were collected in the Shepherd's Calendar (1829). The wit and mischief of some of his literary friends made free with his name as the “ Shepherd ” of the Noctes Antbrosianae, and represented him in ludicrous and grotesque aspects; but the effect of the whole was favourable to his popularity. “Whatever may be the merits of the picture of the Shepherd [in the Noctes Ambrosianoe]-and no one will deny its power and genius,” writes Professor Veitch-“it is true, all the same, that this Shepherd was not the Shepherd of Ettrick or the man James Hogg. He was neither a Socrates nor a Falstaff, neither to be credited