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The Colonial saga of the -Peale family began, as did
so many other proud Southern family sagas, with felony in England. The painter's father, Charles Peale, came
from a line of country parsons in Rutlandshire, but on him a more glorious destiny seemed to shine; he was
the acknowledged heir of a rich uncle, Charles Wilson. Basking in golden prospects, he spent a gay term at
Cambridge and then, turning his back on the ministry, which was the career selected for him by his father,
he set up as a dandy in London. His son was to hear that he had kept a mistress. But however much money he
might inherit, for the moment his purse was empty; he secured an appointment in the post office. Although
his salary was small, graft was the established rule, and soon his delighted eyes watched candlelights flash
on his mistress's jewels and on the fine wines that graced his table. However, as ill luck would have it, an
honest man got into the government. The post office was investigated and Peale convicted of embezzling the
huge sum of nineteen hundred pounds. He was sentenced to death. But the politically powerful cousin of one
of his superiors had the sentence commuted to transportation. Charles Peale was exiled to
Maryland.
The felon seemed a dazzlingly fine gentleman to his
provincial neighbours. Able to boast that he had been to Cambridge, he was in such great demand as a
schoolmaster that he was called to preside in rapid succession over three leading Maryland academies.
"Young gentlemen," he advertised in the Maryland Gazette, "are boarded and taught the Greek and Latin tongues, writing, arithmetic, merchant's
accounts, surveying, navigation, the use of globes from the largest and most accurate pair in America, also
many other parts of mathematics, by Charles Peale." His distinguished bearing and obvious erudition made him
the pride of each of the towns in which he lived, and he was often called to officiate in the pulpit when
the minister was absent.
However, the former dandy was not impressed. He
still expected his uncle's fortune, and'in addition seemed, despite his recent narrow escape from the
gallows, to regard a political appointment in the New World as his due; he demanded in letters home that his
former colleagues use their influence to procure for him the important and well-paid office of County
Sheriff. We can only draw the conclusion that during his trial he had shielded his superiors, several of
whom were later convicted of fraud, and that they had promised to take care of him.
In Annapolis, where he was teaching school, Peale
met Margaret Triggs Matthews, a pretty widow. They had a gay time together that made the Englishman almost
forget his exile, but their carefree relationship was suddenly clouded by a grave-faced announcement from
the lady. Peale married her and tried to hush the breath of scandal by leaving Annapolis; he accepted the
headmastership of a school in Queen Annes County, Maryland. On April 15, 1741, six months after his parents'
wedding, a boy was born and named Charles Willson Peale after the rich uncle.
A year later the schoolmaster moved again, settling
in near-by Chestertown, where he wielded his birch at the Kent County School. Here the future painter spent
his'childhood in an atmosphere of expectancy. Boats from London to Maryland were not frequent, and as each
one became due the elder Peale forgot his pupils, stared absently at the largest and most accurate globes in
America; surely this time word would come that he had inherited a fortune or was being pushed for some
county office. Always on the brink of affluence, he squandered the few pounds he actually had in his
pocket, for, as his son wrote, he had been "used to good company." Although the boy sometimes went hungry
and cold, he was proud of his father's fine clothes and reckless manner, which were, he insisted, a proof of
"spirit."
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The schoolmaster died when Charles Willson Peale.was eight, and left no inheritance to his
wife and four tiny children except a ( will-o'-the-wisp that was to addle his eldest son's brains
as it had addled his own; the future painter was not told of his father's disgrace in London—perhaps even
his mother never knew—and was wrongly assured that his granduncle's estate, which had been glorified into a
vast country manor, was entailed, making him legally the heir.
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