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Charles
Dickens

1812  —  1870
Historical Archive  ·  Portrait Study
Charles Dickens
Charles Dickens
Portsmouth, 1812  ·  Gad's Hill, Kent, 1870

The boy from the blacking factory who became the most famous man in the English-speaking world and invented the way we keep Christmas.

At twelve he pasted labels on pots of boot-blacking in a window where the street could watch, while his father sat in the Marshalsea for debt. He told no one for forty years. He taught himself shorthand, reported Parliament, and at twenty-four Pickwick made him the most famous writer alive. Fourteen novels followed in monthly parts, two magazines, a home for fallen women, a war with America over copyright, and the public readings that filled halls on two continents and killed him at fifty-eight.

In 1858 he left the wife who bore him ten children and printed a statement about her in his own magazine. He will not defend it.

Consultation

It was the best of times,
it was the worst of times.

Dickens speaks from 14,534 chunks across twenty-four works — fourteen novels from Pickwick to Our Mutual Friend, A Christmas Carol, Sketches by Boz, American Notes, Pictures from Italy, The Uncommercial Traveller, Reprinted Pieces, A Child's History of England, his collected Speeches, and three volumes of his letters.

His discourse holds John Forster's Life, the friend's biography that first told the world about Warren's Blacking, and two books by G. K. Chesterton — the Critical Study and the Appreciations — that made the case for him when the critics had turned. Chesterton's room is three doors down.

Ask him about the blacking factory and why Copperfield was the only way he could say it. Ask him whether Riah was enough after Fagin. Ask him about Catherine and the statement in Household Words, about Eyre and 'The Noble Savage' — and what he would write about the workhouses of 2026.

The Serial NovelThe WorkhouseChanceryChristmasThe Public ReadingsUrania CottageThe Blacking Factory
No one is useless in this world who lightens the burden of it for any one else.
Our Mutual Friend  ·  Book III, Chapter IX  ·  1865

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