The unaccompanied hymns at the Chapel had always been plain and hearty, led by a rudimentary choir. But at the beginning of the 1840s two musicians, fresh from London and the stage, had joined the congregation and, as their contribution to church life, formed a new and inspiring small choir to lead the singing.
They were Henry and Fanny Burnett, the two young people mentioned in blogpost 7. Becoming a member of the Rusholme Road Chapel. Theirs was a world beyond John Hopkinson's imaginings. He was 59 when he first went to the theatre in 1883 and seemed to his son and daughter-in-law to be fairly baffled by it, while his wife dared not tell his sister Elizabeth, "she would have been so shocked."
Henry and Fanny Burnett came to Manchester after the baptism of their second son in London in the middle of May 1841. Three or four weeks after settling in, they were walking along the Rusholme Road one Sunday evening when they saw the lights of the Chapel and the people going in. They followed and were shown to seats. Something – they could never say exactly what it was – impressed them deeply with the earnest wish to come again. At the end of the service, Fanny had turned to Henry and said, "Henry, do let us come here again: if you will come, I will always come with you." He was quite taken aback because she had never said anything like this before.
For him, a Nonconformist service was a coming home. He had been an acclaimed and successful operatic tenor, trained in music from an early age – at the age of ten he had stood on a table to sing a solo in the Brighton Pavilion to the Court and seen the old king George IV, gout-ridden and wrapped in bandages. But though his father had been persuaded by a friend that the boy's voice was too good to be wasted, that he could make an excellent living from it, it was reluctantly because theirs was a Nonconformist family. Henry had lived until the age of seven with a pious grandmother and aunt and their early teachings left a lasting impression on him. And so his success in the world of music had become less and less fulfilling. He was, as Mr Griffin wrote in his memoirs
gradually coming to feel the emptiness of worldly pleasure, and to yearn in his "secret heart" after more substantial satisfaction
I was brought up in the Established Church, but I regret to say, without any serious ideas of religion
More or less all through the service, I seemed in a state of mind altogether new to me; and during the sermon it was as if I were entering a new world.
Her old world had been very different. She was the elder sister of Charles Dickens. In the Revd James Griffin's description of her new life in the chapel we can see the distinctive world of John Hopkinson and his family.
Fanny Dickens, 1836 |
Fanny married Henry Burnett, who had also studied at the Royal Academy, in 1837. When Charles, already famous for The Pickwick Papers (serialised 1836-7) and Oliver Twist (1837-9), began to write Nicholas Nickleby (1838-9), people hailed Henry Burnett as Nicholas because he looked exactly like the pictures. Dickens' illustrator Phiz (Hablot Browne) had probably used Henry as a model – and in fact there was a likeness of character too between Henry and Nicholas Nickleby (cf this article in the Christian Science Monitor)
seemed gradually to lose my relish for the pleasures of the world, but I was still wholly ignorant of gospel truths.
"There are some upon this earth of yours," returned the Spirit, "who lay claim to know us, and who do their deeds of passion, pride, ill-will, hatred, envy, bigotry, and selfishness in our name, who are as strange to us and all our kith and kin, as if they had never lived. Remember that, and charge their doings on themselves, not us"
He was the original, as Mr Dickens told his sister, of little "Paul Dombey." Harry had been taken to Brighton, as "little Paul" is represented to have been, and had there, for hours lying on the beach with his books, given utterance to thoughts quite as remarkable for a child as those which are put into the lips of Paul Dombey. But little Harry loved his Bible, and evidently loved Jesus. The child seemed never tired of reading his Bible and his hymns, and other good books suited to his age: and the bright little fellow was always happy.
(Dombey and Son was published in instalments between October 1846 and April 1848)
A few weeks after their first visit to the chapel, Fanny and Henry approached Mr Griffin to talk about joining the congregation. They soon became good friends of James and Eliza Griffin – interestingly, they were all born in Portsmouth – spending many evenings together over the following years. One year they all spent a month on holiday in the Lake District, driving and walking about Windermere, Rydal Water, Keswick and Coniston.
James Griffin thought that because Henry and Fanny might still be exposed to "strong worldly influences which it might require no common degree of Christian principle to withstand" they should take becoming members slowly. A year later Fanny wrote to Mr Griffin describing her progress in her faith. "By degrees," she wrote,
my eyes were opened, and I saw with shame and confusion my utter worthlessness in the sight of God, and that unless I came to Him through His dear Son, I could not be saved
Now,
I seem to have clearer views. I delight in the ordinances of the sanctuary. I feel great pleasure in mixing with God's people. I feel anxious to be spiritually-minded and to devote myself entirely to the service of Christ
During this time she and Henry "greatly endeared themselves to the hearts of the good people" of the congregation, who were deeply moved at the meeting in which Henry and Fanny were received into the church. I feel sure we can assume that John Hopkinson and his family, with their deep involvement in the chapel and John's closeness to his friend and mentor Mr Griffin, knew the Burnetts.
The life of John Hopkinson and his family – described years later by his daughter-in-law Evelyn Oldenbourg as "their fine, almost austere, life" – and the ways of the people of the Rusholme Road Chapel could not have been more different from the life Fanny had known, the life loved by her brother Charles. Mr Griffin wrote
the principles, the tastes, the pursuits, the habits of life, of those with whom she now came into daily intercourse, were almost entirely new to her …
Thrown very much by the nature of her [teaching] engagements into worldly company, and with her natural buoyancy of spirits and fondness for society, her chief difficulty consisted in maintaining a spiritual and visible separation from the world. No doubt it would demand much prayerful effort to make natural and educational tendencies bend to the requirements of religious duty and disposition
habit of endurance, fortitude, self-reliance, and firmness, in no ordinary degree – together with almost restless activity and practical energy
She was no ascetic or recluse; nor was there any assumption or affectation of extraordinary piety ... She despised and detested affectation, assumed mannerisms, and shams of all sorts
O.S. map 1848: Richmond Terrace, Old Trafford (National Library of Scotland) |
Fanny's friends often feared that
her incessant exertions were undermining her health. It was difficult, however, to prevail on her to relax them
Mr Dickens appeared to feel it very deeply. He spoke to me in terms of great respect and affection for his departed sister – he had always so spoken of her – as I accompanied him in his brougham on my way to my brother's house. His behaviour to myself was most courteous and kind.
Henry Augustus Burnett |
He died in the arms of a dear, dear nephew of mine since passed away, John Griffin.
Henry Burnett remarried in early summer 1857 and moved back south with his family in 1860.
By then Mr Griffin had left Manchester, retiring from the Rusholme Road Chapel in September 1854 on account of his health. He and his wife returned to their native South Coast where the climate did him so much good that he was able eventually to go back into the ministry in 1858.
Note: James Griffin and his wife Eliza Marden knew Henry and Fanny well and he wrote of them at length in his Memories of the Past: Records of Ministerial Life, published in 1883. I’m afraid this seems no longer to be available as a free e-book online.