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the lord keeper, Sir Nathan Wright'. It is at present occupied by the Society for the diffusion of the Bible."

The Marquis of Powis, here mentioned, had scarcely built his house in the square where Lord Russell was beheaded, when he saw his lordship's destroyer forced to leave his throne. The Marquis followed his fortunes, and was created by him Duke of Powis.

A laughable, and, we believe, true story, connected with the Duke of Newcastle's residence in this house, is told in a curious miscellany entitled the Lounger's Common-Place Book."

This nobleman', says the writer, 'with many good points, and described by a popular contemporary poet as almost eaten up by his zeal for the house of Hanover, was remarkable for being profuse of his promises on all occasions, and valued himself particularly on being able to anticipate the words or the wants of the various persons who attended his levees before they uttered a word. This sometimes led him into ridiculous embarrassments; but it was his tendency to lavish promises, which gave occasion for the anecdote I am going to relate.

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At the election of a certain borough of Cornwall, where the opposite interests were almost equally poised, a single vote was of the highest importance; this object, the Duke, by well-applied arguments, and personal application, at length attained, and the gentleman he recommended gained his election.

In the warmth of gratitude, his Grace poured forth acknowledgements and promises without ceasing, on the fortunate possessor of the casting vote; called him his best and dearest friend; protested that he should consider himself as for ever indebted; that he would serve him by night or by day.

"The Cornish voter, an honest fellow, as things go, and who would have thought himself sufficiently paid, but for such a torrent of acknowledgements, thanked the Duke for his kindness, and told him, "The supervisor of excise was old and infirm, and if he would have the goodness to recommend his son-in-law to the commissioners in case of the old man's death, he should think himself and his family bound to render Government every assistance in his power, on any future occasion ".

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My dear friend, why do you ask for such a trifling employment?" exclaimed his Grace, " your relation shall have it at a word's speaking, the moment it is vacant "." But how shall I get admitted to you, my Lord? for, in London, I understand, it is a very difficult business to get a sight of you great folks, though you are so kind and complaisant to us in the country". "The instant the man dies ", replied the premier, used to and prepared

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for the freedom of a contested election," the moment he dies, set out post-haste for London; drive directly to my house, by night or by day, sleeping or waking, dead or alive, thunder at the door; I will leave word with my porter to show you upstairs directly, and the employment shall be disposed of according to your wishes".

"The parties separated; the Duke drove to a friend's house in the neighbourhood, where he was visiting, without a wish or a design of seeing his new acquaintance till that day seven years; but the memory of a Cornish elector, not being loaded with such a variety of subjects, was more retentive. The supervisor died a few months after, and the ministerial partisan relying on the word of a peer, was conveyed to London post-haste, and ascended with alacrity the steps of a large house, now divided into three, in Lincoln's Inn Fields, at the corner of Great Queen Street.

'The reader should be informed that precisely at the moment when the expectations of a considerable party of a borough in Cornwall were roused by the death of a supervisor, no less a person than the King of Spain was expected hourly to depart; an event in which the Minister of Great Britain was particularly concerned.

"The Duke of Newcastle, on the very night that the proprietor of the decisive vote was at his door, had sat up anxiously expecting dispatches from Madrid: wearied by official business and agitated spirits, he retired to rest, having previously given particular instructions to his porter not to go to bed, as he expected every minute a messenger with advices of the greatest importance, and desired he might be shown upstairs the moment of his arrival. 'His Grace was sound asleep; for, with a thousand singularities, of which the rascals about him did not forget to take advantage, his worst enemies could not deny him the merit of good design, that best solace in a solitary hour. The porter, settled for the night in his chair, had already commenced a sonorous nap, when the vigorous arm of the Cornish voter roused him from his slumbers.

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'To his first question, "Is the Duke at home?" the porter replied, "Yes; and in bed, but has left particular orders that come when you will, you are to go up to him directly "God for ever bless him, a worthy and honest gentleman", cried our applier for the vacant post, smiling and nodding with approbation at a Prime Minister's so accurately keeping his promise; how punctual his Grace is! I knew he would not deceive me. me hear no more of lords and dukes not keeping their words. I believe, verily, they are as honest and mean as well as other folks, but I can't always say the same of those who are about them". Repeating these words as he ascended the stairs, the burgess of was ushered into the Duke's bedchamber.

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dead?" "Yes, my lord ", replied the eager expectant, delighted to find that the election promise, with all its circumstances, was fresh in the Minister's memory. "When did he die ? " 66 The day before yesterday, exactly at half-past one o'clock, after being confined three weeks to his bed, and taking a power of doctor's stuff; and I hope your Grace will be as good as your word, and let my son-in-law succeed him ".

'The duke, by this time perfectly awake, was staggered at the impossibility of receiving intelligence from Madrid in so short a space of time, and perplexed at the absurdity of a king's messenger applying for his son-in-law to succeed the King of Spain: "Is the man drunk or mad; where are your dispatches?" exclaimed his Grace, hastily drawing back his curtain; when, instead of a royal courier, his eager eye recognized at the bedside the well-known countenance of his friend in Cornwall, making low bows, with hat in hand, and " hoping my lord would not forget the gracious promise he was so good as to make in favour of his son-in-law at the last election at

'Vexed at so untimely a disturbance, and disappointed of news from Spain, he frowned for a few seconds, but chagrin soon gave way to mirth at so singular and ridiculous a combination of opposite circumstances. Yielding to the irritation, he sank on the bed in a violent fit of laughter, which, like the electrical fluid, was communicated in a moment to his attendants'.1

[The 'bequest' for the decoration of Lincoln's Inn Hall (p. 228) was made by Lord Wyndham. It amounted to £200; and the commission was obtained for Hogarth by Lord Mansfield. By whom the subject was selected, is not recorded.-Great alterations have been made in the western side (p. 231), of Lincoln's Inn Fields. The Society for Promoting Christian Knowledge (p. 261) moved in 1879 from Powis or Newcastle House to Northumberland Avenue. The Lounger's Common-place Book (p. 261), from which Leigh Hunt subsequently quotes a good deal, was by Jeremiah Whitaker Newman, a medical man. A new edition, of the first two volumes was issued in 1796, and a third volume appeared in 1798. The third edition is dated 1805. Newman died in 1839.]

1 Lounger's Common-Place Book, 1805, 8vo, vol. i. p. 301.

CHAPTER VI

GREAT QUEEN STREET AND THE NEIGHBOURHOOD

Great Queen Street-Former fashionable Houses there-Lewis and Miss Pope, the Comedians-Martin Folkes-Sir Godfrey Kneller and his Vanity-Dr. Radcliffe-Lord Herbert of Cherbury-Nuisance of Whetstone Park-The Three Dukes and the Beadle-Rogues and Vagabonds in the Time of Charles IIFormer Theatres in Vere Street and Portugal Street-First appearance of Actresses-Infamous deception of one of them by the Earl of Oxford-Appearance of an avowed Impostor on the Stage-Anecdotes of the Wits and fine Ladies of the Time of Charles, connected with the Theatre in this QuarterKynaston, Betterton, Nokes, Mrs. Barry, Mrs. Mountford, and other Performers-Rich-Joe Miller-Carey Street and Mrs. Chapone-Clare Market-History, and Specimens, of Orator Henley-Duke Street and Little Wild Street-Anecdotes of Dr. Franklin's Residence in those Streets while a Journeyman Printer.

GREAT QUEEN STREET, in the time of the Stuarts, was one of the grandest and most fashionable parts of the town. The famous Lord Herbert of Cherbury died there. Lord Bristol had a house in it, Lord Chancellor Finch, and the Conway and Paulet families. Some of the houses towards the west retain pilasters and other ornaments, probably indicating, as Pennant observes, the abodes in question. Little thought the noble lords that a time would come, when a player should occupy their rooms, and be able to entertain their descendants in them; but in a house of this description, lately occupied by Messrs. Allman the booksellers, died Lewis, the comedian, one of the most delightful performers of his class, and famous to the last for his invincible airiness and juvenility. Mr. Lewis displayed a combination rarely to be found in acting, that of the fop and the real gentleman. With a voice, a manner, and a person, all equally graceful and light,

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and features at once whimsical and genteel, he played on the top of his profession like a plume. He was the Mercutio of the age, in every sense of the word mercurial. His airy, breathless voice, thrown to the audience before he appeared, was the signal of his winged animal spirits; and when he gave a glance of his eye, or touched his finger at another's ribs, it was the very punctum saliens of playfulness and innuendo. We saw him take leave of the public, a man of sixty-five, looking not more than half the age, in the character of the Copper Captain; and heard him say, in a voice broken by emotion, that 'for the space of thirty years, he had not once incurred their displeasure

Next door but one to the Freemasons' Tavern (westward), for many years lived another celebrated comic performer, Miss Pope, one of a very different sort, and looking as heavy and insipid as her taste was otherwise. She was an actress of the highest order for dry humour; one of those who convey the most laughable things with a grave face. Churchill, in the Rosciad, when she must have been very young, mentions her as an actress of great vivacity, advancing in a ‘jig', and performing the parts of Cherry and Polly Honeycombe. There was certainly nothing of the Cherry and Honeycombe about her when older; but she was an admirable Mrs. Malaprop.

Queen Street continued to be a place of fashionable resort for a considerable period after the Revolution. As we have been speaking of the advancement of actors in social rank, we will take occasion of the birth of Martin Folkes in this street, the celebrated scholar and antiquary, to mention that he was one of the earliest persons among the gentry to marry an actress. His wife was Lucretia Bradshaw. It may be thought worth observing by the romantic, that the ladies who were first selected to give this rise to the profession, had all something peculiar in their Christian names. Lord Peterborough married Anastasia Robinson, and the Duke of Bolton, Lavinia Fenton.