CHAP. IS.J THE ARREST AND' WHAT PRECEDED IT.
him rehearse, he had given an engagement before he left irtii.
London of three pounds a week for three years, appeared M. 36.
on that day in Beaumont and Fletcher's Philaster, and took
the audience by storm. Foote is described to have been the
only unmoved spectator.* The rest of the audience were not
content with clapping; "they stood up and shouted," says
Walpole; and Foote's jeering went for nothing. "Walpole
describes the scene with what seems to be a satisfied secret
persuasion (in which Goldsmith certainly shared) that
Garrick had at last met a dangerous rival. He calls the new
actor " what Mr. Pitt called my Lord Clive," a heaven-born
hero;f says the heads of the whole town are turned; and
describes all the boxes taken for a month. Powell's salary
was at once raised to ten pounds a-week, George Garrick
consenting on the part of his brother; and such was the
anxiety of the town to see him in new characters, and the
readiness of the management in giving way to it, that in this
his first season, from October '63 to May '64, he appeared in
seventeen different plays, to a profit on the receipts of nearly
seven thousand pounds.! His most successful efforts indicate
the attractive points of his style. In Philaster he appeared
sixteen times, in Posthurnus eleven, seven times in Jaffier,
six in Castalio, and five in Alexander. Garrick himself had
meanwhile written to him from Italy to warn him against
such characters as the latter, and restrain him from attempt-
ing too much.§ The advice was admirably written, and
* Davies's Life of GarncTc, ii. 71. + Letters to Mann, i. 167.
$ See Boaden's prefatory memoir to Gar. Oorr. i. sQii.
§ " I am very angry with Po-well," he writes to Colman, "for playing that
*' detestable part of Alexander. Every genius must despise it, because that, and
11 such, fustian-like stuff, is the bane of true merit. If a man can act it-well,
" I mean to please the people, he has something in him that a good actor should
" not have. He might have served Mrs. Pritchard, and himself too, in some good
" natural character. I hate your roarers." Rome, April 11, 1764 Memoirs of