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Johnny Waldegrave was shot through the hat and through the coat; and would have been shot through the body, if he had had any. Irish Johnson is wounded in the hand ; Ned Harvey somewhere ; and prince Ferdinand mortally in his reputation for sending this wild detachment. Mr. Pitt has another reign to set to rights. The duke of Cumberland has taken lord Sandwich's, in Pall-mall; lord Chesterfield has offered his house to princess Emily; and if they live at Hampton-court, as I suppose his court will, I may as well offer Strawberry for a royal nursery; for at best it will become a cake-house; 'tis such a convenient airing for the maids of honour. If I was not forced in conscience to own to you, that my own curiosity is exhausted, I would ask you, if you would not come and look at this new world; but a new world only re-acted by old players is not much worth seeing; I shall return on Saturday. The parliament is prorogued till the day it was to have met: the will is not opened; what can I tell you more?
more? Would it be news that all is hopes and fears, and that great lords look as if they dreaded wanting bread ? would this be news? believe me, it all grows stale soon.
I had not seen such a sight these three and thirty years : I came eagerly to town; I laughed for three days: I am tired already. Good night!
P.S. I smiled to myself last night. Out of excess of attention, which costs me nothing, when I mean it should cost nobody else any thing, I went last night to Kensington to inquire after princess Emily and lady Yarmouth :' nobody knew me, they asked my name. When they heard it, they did not seem ever to have heard it before, even in that house. I waited half an hour in a lodge with a footman of lady Yarmouth's; I would not have waited so long in her room a week ago; now it only diverted me, Even moralizing is entertaining, when one laughs at the same time: but I pity those who don't moralize till they cry.
3 Madame de Walmoden, Countess of Yarmouth, mistress of George the Second. [Ed.)
To GEORGE MONTAGU, Esq.
Arlington-street, October 31, 1760. When you have changed the cypher of George the second into that of George the third, and have read the addresses, and have shifted a few lords and grooms of the bed-chamber, you are master of the history of the new reign, which is indeed but a new lease of the old one. The Favourite took it up in a high style ; but having, like my lord Granville, forgot to ensure either house of parliament, or the mob, the third house of parliament, he drove all the rest to unite. They have united, and have notified their resolution of governing as before : not but the duke of Newcastle cried for his old master, despouded for himself, protested he would retire, consulted every body whose interest it was to advise him to stay, and has accepted to-day, thrusting the dregs of his ridiculous life into a young court, which will at least be saved from the imputation of childishness, by being governed by folly of seventy years growth.
The young king has all the appearance of being amiable. There is great grace to temper much dignity and extreme goodnature, which breaks out on all occasions. Even the household is not settled yet. The greatest difficulty is the master of the horse. Lord Huntingdon is so by all precedent ; lord Gower,' I believe, will be so. Poor lord Rochford is undone : nobody is unreasonable to save him. The duke of Cumberland has taken Schomberg-house in Pall-mall; princess Emily is dealing for sir Richard Lyttleton's in Cavendish-square. People imagined the duke of Devonshire had lent her Burlington-house ; I don't know why, unless they supposed she was to succeed my lady Burlington in every thing.
A week has finished my curiosity fully ; I return to Strawberry to-morrow, and I fear, go next week to Houghton, to make an appearance of civility to Lynn, whose favour I never asked, nor care if I have or not; but I don't know how to refuse this attention to lord Orford, who begs it.
1 The Right Hon. Granville Leveson, Earl Gower, was appointed, 25th November 1760, keeper of the Great Wardrobe, in the room of sir Thomas Robinson, and was succeeded as master of the horse by Francis, earl of Huntingdon. [Ed.]
2 For which place he was a member. [Ed.]
I trust you will have approved my behaviour at court, that is, my mixing extreme politeness with extreme indifference. Our predecessors, the philosophers of ancient days, knew not how to be disinterested without brutality ; I pique myself on founding a new sect. My followers are to tell kings, with excess of attention, that they don't want them, and to despise favour with more good-breeding than others practise in suing for it. We are a thousand times a greater nation than the Grecians ; why are we to imitate them! Our sense is as great, our follies greater; sure we have all the pretensions to superiority! Adieu.
P. S. As to the fair widow B-n, I assure you the devil never sowed two hundred thousand pounds in a more fruitful soil; every guinea has taken root already. I saw her yesterday ; it shall be some time before I see her again.
To GEORGE MONTAGU, Esq.
Arlington-street, November 4, 1760. I am not gone to Houghton, you see; my lord Orford is come to town, and I have persuaded him to stay and perform decencies.
King George the second is dead richer than sir Robert Brown, though perhaps not so rich as my lord Hardwicke. He has left fifty thousand pounds between the duke, Emily, and Mary ; the duke has given up his share. To lady Yarmouth a cabinet, with the contents; they call it eleven thousand pounds. By a German deed he gives the duke to the value of one hundred and eighty thousand pounds, placed on mortgages, not immediately recoverable. He had once given him twice as much more, then revoked it, and at last excused the revocation, on the pretence of the expenses of the war; but owns he was the best son that ever lived, and had never offended him ; a pretty strong comment on the affair of Closterseven! He gives him, besides, all
3 Lady Brown. [Ed.]
1 The capitulation in 1757, called the treaty of Closterseven, by which the Duke of Cumberland commanding 38,000 Hanoverians was obliged to surrender to the French under Marshall D’Estrees. [Ed.]
his jewels in England; but had removed all the best to Hanover, which he makes crown jewels, and his successor residuary legatee. The duke too has some uncounted cabinets. My lady Suffolk has given me a particular of his jewels, which plainly amount to one hundred and fifty thousand pounds. It happened oddly to my lady Suffolk. Two days before he died, she went to make a visit at Kensington, not knowing of the review; she found herself hemmed in by coaches, and was close to him, whom she had not seen for so many years, and to my lady Yarmouth; but they did not know her; it struck her, and has made her very sensible to his death.
The changes hang back. Nothing material has been altered yet. Ned Finch, the only thing my lady Yarmouth told the new king she had to ask for, is made surveyor of the roads, in the room of sir Harry Erskine, who is to have an old regiment. He excuses himself from seeing company, as favourite of the favourite. Arthur is removed from being clerk of the wine-cellar, a sacrifice to morality! The archbishop has such hopes of the young king, that he is never out of the circle. He trod upon the duke's foot on Sunday, in the haste of his zeal; the duke said to him, “ My lord, if your grace is in such a hurry to make your court, that is the way.” Bon-mots come thicker than changes. Charles Townshend, receiving an account of the impression the king's death had made, was told Miss Chudleigh cried. “What,” said he, “Oysters ?" And last night Mr. Dauncey, asking George Selwyn if princess Amelia would have a guard ? he replied, « Now and then one, I suppose.”
An extraordinary event has happened to-day; George Townshend sent a challenge to lord Albemarle, desiring him to be with a second in the fields. Lord Albemarle took colonel Crawford, and went to Mary-bone; George Townshend bespoke lord Buckingham, who loves a secret too well not to tell it: he communicated it to Stanley, who went to St. James's, and acquainted Mr. Caswall, the captain on guard. The latter took a hackney-coach, drove to Mary-bone, and saw one pair. After waiting ten minutes, the others came ; Townshend made an apology to lord Albemarle for making him wait—“Oh!” said he, “Men of spirit don't want apologies ; come, let us begin what we came for.” At that instant, out steps Caswall from his coach, and begs their pardon, as his superior officers, but told them they were his prisoners ; he desired Mr. Townshend and lord Buckingham to return to their coach, he would carry back lord Albemarle and Crawford in his. He did, and went to acquaint the king, who has commissioned some of the matrons of the army to examine the affair, and make it up. All this while, I don't know what the quarrel was, but they hated one another so much on the duke's account, that a slight word would easily make their aversions boil over.
2 Brother of the earl of Winchelsea, noted for the darkness of his complexion, which is elsewhere noticed by Walpole, who says 'as black as Ned Finch. The family generally were very swarthy, on which account they were styled in one of Sir Charles Hanbury Williams' odes : * The Black funereal Finches.' (Ed.]
Don't you, nor even your general, come to town on this occasion ? Good night!
To GEORGE MONTAGU, Esq.
Arlington-street, November 13, 1760. Even the honey-moon of a new reign don't produce events every day. There is nothing but the common saying of addresses and kissing hands. The chief difficulty is settled ; lord Gower yields the mastership of the horse to lord Huntingdon, and removes to the great wardrobe, from whence sir Thomas Robinson was to have gone into Ellis's place, but he is saved. The city however have a mind to be out of humour ; a paper has been fixed on the Royal Exchange, with these words“ No petticoat government, no Scotch minister, no lord George Sackville ;” two hints totally unfounded, and the other scarce true. No petticoat ever governed less; it is left at Leicester-house; lord George's breeches are as little concerned ; and, except lady Susan Stuart' and sir Harry Erskine, nothing has yet been done for any Scots. For the king himself, he seems all good-nature, and wishing to satisfy every body; all his speeches are obliging.
Lady Susan Stuart was appointed lady of the bed-chamber to the princess Augusta. [Ed.)
2 Sir Harry Erskine received the Colonelcy of the 67th Foot. [Ed.]