The entries for December 1761 in the burial register for St John the Baptist, Hillingdon |
Mr
Aldridge, the parish clerk at St John the Baptist, Uxbridge Moor, recorded 7
burials in December 1761. Four of them were children, no ages given and three recorded
with just their first names and noted as being the son or daughter of the
Hills, Hodges and Smiths of the parish. The fourth, and saddest, buried on the
28th is a “child dropt i’th Ch(urch) yard; name unknown.” Henry Philips was
buried on the 13th (truly an unlucky day for him) and Hannah Weeden, widow, on
the 4th. Hannah’s no doubt modest funeral would have been easily eclipsed by
the other interment taking place that cold winter day, that of the 69 year old
John Rich for whom the parish clerk, dazzled by his celebrity, broke with
tradition and recorded more than the bare fact of his name “John Rich, Esq
Comedian of Covent Garden Theatre.” It is the only entry for the entire year
where the deceased was considered worthy of the honorific Esquire and no other
entry in the entire register gives an occupation. Rich’s grave is marked by the
churchyard’s most splendid tomb. The epitaph reads “"Sacred to the memory
of John Rich Esq. Who died November 26th. 1761 Aged 69 Years. In him were
united the various virtues that could endear him to his family, friends and
acquaintance: Distress never failed to find relief in his bounty, unfortunate
merit a refuge in his generosity. Here likewise are interred Amy, his second
wife, with their two youngest children, John and Elizabeth, who both died in
their infancy."
In his pantomime role as Lun |
Rich’s
prototype of the pantomime would not be recognised by that name today. Between the
scenes of a serious (and apparently often dull) classical epic drawn from Ovid
or some other similar source Rich interspersed comic scenes based on Italian
Commedia dell’arte. Rich himself played a character he called Lun who was based
on Harlequin. A Victorian newspaper account gives the flavour of the English
pantomime.“One of the best of Rich's productions was his ‘Catching the
Butterfly,’ declared by the chroniclers of the time to be "a most
wonderful performance." His harlequin hatched from an egg, by the heat of
the sun, was such an attraction that crowds waited under the piazza of Covent
Garden from mid-day till evening for admission to the theatre. Rich's harlequin
never uttered a word, but his gesticulations and expressions in dumb show were
such as to provoke roars of laughter or the shedding of tears at his will. A
writer of the time says " from the first chipping of the egg, his
receiving of motion, his feeling of the ground, to his quick harlequin trip
round the empty shell, through the whole progression, every limb had its
tongue, and every motion a voice." Amongst the literati Rich’s pantomime
was less well received. Henry Fielding lambasted it in Tom Jones:
“That most
exquisite entertainment, called the English Pantomime …..consisted of two
parts, … the serious and the comic. The serious exhibited a certain number of
heathen gods and heroes, who were certainly the worst and dullest company into
which an audience was ever introduced; and (which was a secret known to few)
were actually intended so to be, in order to contrast the comic part of the
entertainment, and to display the tricks of harlequin to the better advantage…
So intolerably serious, indeed, were these gods and heroes, that harlequin
……was always welcome on the stage, as he relieved the audience from worse
company.”
His
undoubted successes at Covent Garden failed to impress some of his contemporaries;
John Genest called him “ill qualified for his situation” and said that he was without
“talents adequate to the proper management of a theatre.” Charles Dibden summed
him up (and dismissed him) as “the vainest and most ignorant of all human
beings.” Scurrilous stories were retailed about his illiteracy, his eccentricity
and his general ignorance. He could not or would not remember names and to the
irritation of his associates in the theatrical world insisted on using
alternative versions of them calling Tate Wilkinson ‘Williamskin’ or
‘Whittington’, David Garrick ‘Griskin’ and the writer Samuel Foote ‘Footseye’.
When even those names failed him he simply called everyone ‘mister’. He was
said to treat writers brusquely and with little respect. When one author
demanded the return of his rejected play script Rich couldn’t find it but
offered the writer the choice of any of the other large number of rejected manuscripts
sitting in his drawer saying “A thousand to one but it may be better than yours
mister.” He could be fairly short with his actors too. When one performing the ‘to
be or not to be’ soliloquy from Hamlet failed to impress Rich told him “Toby
may be a very good dog Mister but Toby will not do for me. You need not trouble yourself any farther
Mister.”
By
1755 he was wealthy enough to be making the King lavish and unusual presents. According to the Derby Mercury of June 6 “Yesterday
being the Birth-Day of his Royal Highness the Prince of Wales, a Pleasure
Barge, built by John Rich, Esq; and presented to her Royal Highness, was
launched in the Gardens at Kew, and named the Augusta. It is formed in an
entire new Taste, and made to imitate a Swan swimming; the Representation is so
Very natural, as scarcely to be distinguished from a real Bird, .except by the
Size of it. The Neck and Head rise to the Heighth of eighteen Feet; the Body
forms a commodious Cabin, neatly decorated, and large enough to accommodate ten
Persons, and the Feet are so artfully contrived as to supply the Place of Oars,
which move it with any Degree of Velocity. The Novelty of the Design, and the
Elegance of the Execution, afforded a very particular Pleasure to the Royal
Family, who were present, and the rest of the Spectators.”
John Rich and his many cats interviews the Irish actress Peg Woffington |
Rich
married three times; his first wife, Henrietta Brerewood he married on 7
February 1717 in St Clement Danes. They had one son, John, who was born on 3
May 1720 and was buried on 28 February 1721. Henrietta died in 1725. His second
wife, Amy, was the mother of seven of his children: two sons and five
daughters. She died ‘of a Hectick fever’ on 26 November 1737 and was buried in
the churchyard at St John’s where Rich later joined her. His
third wife was Priscilla Wilford, a minor actress in the Covent Garden Company under
the stage name of Mrs Stevens who, it was rumoured, had been a barmaid and,
when her theatrical career failed to ignite, became Rich’s housekeeper. Rich
married her on 25 November 1744. The new Mrs Rich fell under the influence of
Methodism and became a religious enthusiast and made Rich’s life a misery.
Tobias Smollett commented "The poor man's head,
which was not naturally very clear, had been ordered with superstition, and he
laboured under the tyranny of a wife and the terror of hell-fire at the same
time."
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