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last Lord Holland) 

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(afterwards fourth Lord HolUnd) 




(afterwards fourth and last Lord Holland) 




First Published 1923 









The daily journal of the life of Henry Edward Fox, found 
among the manuscripts preserved at Holland House, is contained 
in an ample series of volumes of varying size and shape. It forms 
a fairly consecutive narrative of his life from 1818 till 1830 ; 
and subsequent to that date Fox seems on several occasions to 
have attempted to recommence his self-imposed labours. These 
later efforts, however, can only be described as fragmentary, 
and are of very unequal interest. 

In dealing with his work, therefore, I have confined myself 
to the more substantial portion of his writings ; but even in 
this I have been forced to make very drastic excisions, as frequent 
gaps in the dates will show. To the traveller in Italy, and to 
the student of the various phases of society in that country and 
in the neighbouring island of Sicily in the first half of the Nine- 
teenth Century, there is certainly material in the omissions 
which could be considered of distinct importance. But in 
deciding the difficult problem of what to leave out and what 
to retain, I have been guided by what seems to me the taste of 
the general public, whose local knowledge would be insufficient 
to excite an interest in such matters ; and by the necessity of 
keeping the size of the book within reasonable limits. 

The text has never been altered or revised with any view 
to publication, and remains exactly as first written. I have 
found little to change in this respect, nor have I thought fit to 
alter Fox's spelling, except in instances where his variations 
from the more usual forms are transitional or unimportant. His 
handwriting is often minute and, though on the whole fairly 
easy to decipher, it presents occasional difficulties, especially in 
the identification of the vowels in certain proper names. Such 
words, where I have found myself uncertain of their exact form, 
I have marked (?). Omissions by the writer himself I have 

7 ' 

8 Prefatory Note 

indicated - - , while any words which I have thought should 
be left out appear as ... Abbreviations remain as in the 
manuscript. The illustrations are with one exception taken 
from pictures at Holland House. 

August, 1923. 


Henry Edward Fox was the third and youngest son of Henry 
Richard, third Lord Holland. His mother, Elizabeth, daughter 
of Richard Vassall, of Jamaica, had married, in 1786, Sir Godfrey 
Webster, fourth Baronet, of Battle Abbey, Sussex, at the age of 
fifteen. The union proved an unhappy one. Sir Godfrey was 
a man of violent temper and morose disposition. To escape from 
the alternating moods to which his life at home bore frequent 
witness, his young wife constantly exacted lengthy visits to the 
Continent, an existence which did not at all fall in with her 
husband's ideas of happiness. It was in Italy, in the year 1794, 
that Lady Webster first met Lord Holland, who was travelling 
with Lord Granville Leveson-Gower, Lord Wycombe, and other 
young men of his own age. Acquaintance grew into love, and 
in time she made up her mind to break away from her spouse, 
whom she had grown to loathe, and to throw in her lot with 
her new friend. They travelled home from Florence together in 
1796, and in due course Sir Godfrey was induced by monetary 
considerations to bring a divorce ; but such were the delays 
that the Bill, which was in those days necessary, only received 
the final sanction of Parliament on July 4, 1797. 

Three days later Elizabeth's marriage to Lord Holland took 
place. In the meantime, however, a son, Charles Richard, had 
been born, who was necessarily disqualified from succeeding to his 
father's title. A second, born in January, 1799, died in infancy ; 
while the third, the writer of the Journal which we now present 
to the public, first saw light in March, 1802, and became the 
direct heir to the succession. Two daughters, Mary Elizabeth, 
born in 1806, and Georgina Anne (1809-19), completed the 

By her first husband, Lady Holland, as we shall call her for 
the future, had two sons, Godfrey and Henry, and a daughter 


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Harriet. The latter married, in 1816, Hon. Fleetwood Broughton 
Pellew, afterwards Rear-Admiral and K.C.B., son of Edward, 
Viscount Exmouth. To her early life a curious story is attached, 
which may be shortly repeated. 1 Her mother, determined to 
cut adrift from Sir Godfrey, and still uncertain of her position 
anent Lord Holland, feared the possibility of an existence alone 
and in retirement. She bethought herself, therefore, of a plan 
to keep with her her daughter, then two years old, whatever else 
might befall. A mock funeral was arranged, for Sir Godfrey's 
benefit ; and the girl herself was sent away with a nurse and 
concealed on the Continent. There she remained until Lady 
Holland, in 1799, smitten by qualms of conscience, thought fit 
to disclose her trickery and restore the child to her father. 

During Sir Godfrey's lifetime his divorced wife found little 
real difficulty in obtaining access to her children ; but after his 
death, in 1800, things became much more complicated. She 
had never hit it off with the Webster family, and now that it 
was in their power to thwart and annoy her, every obstacle 
was put in her way. Consequently, although the boys, and 
more especially the younger, Henry, with the freedom of advanc- 
ing manhood, were able to visit her at their leisure, Harriet 
never knew a mother's care. More even than that, she was 
taught to despise and dislike her. The girl's acquaintance with 
her stepbrothers and sisters was therefore slight, and we shall 
find Henry Fox writing in 1823, that he did not even know her 
by sight. 

Henry Richard, third Lord Holland, was born in 1773. His 
father died in 1774 ; and the death of his mother, a daughter 
of John, first Earl of Upper Ossory, four years later left him 
and his sister orphans. Caroline Fox, who was nearly six years 
senior to him, was educated and brought up successively by her 
aunt, Lady Warwick, by her great-aunt, Gertrude, Duchess of 
Bedford, and by her mother's sister, Louisa, second wife of 
William, first Marquess of Lansdowne. Lady Lansdowne's death 
in 1789 made no difference to this arrangement, for Caroline 
and her aunt, Elizabeth Vernon, a girl of approximately her own 
age, took up their abode permanently with the widower. 

1 The full details are given in The Spanish Journal of Elizabeth, Lady 
Holland, p. viii. 

Introduction n 

Caroline was a serious child. She loved her studies, and to 
such as her, Bowood, Lord Lansdowne's house in Wilts, must 
have proved an attractive home. Jeremy Bentham was a 
constant habitue*, and even, we are told, aspired to her hand, 
but was refused. Ingenhousz, the Dutch physician, Priestley, 
Dumont, the Swiss professor, were all inmates of that hospitable 
mansion for long periods, and a list of guests well known in various 
walks of life would be too long to be here enumerated. Small 
wonder, therefore, that her education far surpassed the learning 
of the ordinary girl of that period. We find in her correspondence 
with her " dear little brother " frequent discussions on Latin 
authors, and advice as to the best books for him to read. But 
with all her erudition and learning, her mind remained broad 
and her ideas open and expansive. There was nothing narrow 
about Caroline Fox, To her nephews and nieces as they grew 
up, she was just "Aunty," a companion seemingly of their own 
age, to whom they could turn for counsel and assistance in the 
hour of need. After Lord Lansdowne's death in 1805, she and 
Elizabeth Vernon lived at Little Holland House, an old farm- 
house on the Holland House estate, which her brother had 
adapted for her use : and shared with her besides a small house 
in Hertford Street. 

Miss Vernon, who died in 1830, was the youngest of three 
sisters, " The three Vernons " of Walpole's verses, 1 daughters of 
Evelyn, Dowager-Countess of Upper Ossory and Richard Vernon, 
of Hilton, co. Stafford. The eldest, whom we have already 
mentioned, Henrietta, married George, second Earl of Warwick ; 
and Caroline became the wife of Robert Percy Smith, better 
known as " Bobus," the elder brother of Sydney Smith the 
" Smith of Smith's " of Macaulay. 

Lord Holland was brought up by his uncle, John, second 
Earl of Upper Ossory, under the supervision of two others of 
similar relation to him, Charles James Fox and General Richard 
Fitzpatrick. The first-named died in 1818, and, leaving no 
legitimate sons, bequeathed Ampthill, his house and property 
in Bedfordshire, to his nephew. His two daughters, Lady Anne 
and Lady Gertrude Fitzpatrick, were also amply provided for, 
and lived together at Farming Woods in Northamptonshire, 
1 H. Walpole's Works, ed. 1798, iv. 388. 

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another of their father's residences. They both died in 1842. 
Lord Ossory had also two illegitimate sons and a daughter, by 
a certain Mrs Wilson. The boys took the name of Fitzpatrick, 
and the eldest was in due course created Lord Castletown. Their 
sister, Mary, married Vernon Smith, " Bobus's " eldest son, 
later created Lord Lyveden. 

Subsequent to their marriage the Hollands, when in England, 
lived chiefly at Holland House. But after Charles James Fox's 
death in 1806, an important share of responsibility for the welfare 
of the Whig party descended upon Holland's shoulders, and 
regular attendance in the House of Lords as time went on became 
imperative. Residence in Kensington, therefore, became more 
difficult for him in the session. So, year by year, they leased 
a house in town, either in Savile Row, Hertford Street, or one 
in Old Burlington Street (now incorporated in the Burlington 
Hotel], which stood next that of his cousin, Lord Ilchester. By 
these means, Holland, who was becoming more and more crippled 
by the ossification of his leg and from gout, could attend to his 
political duties, and her Ladyship could make her nightly visits 
to the play, one of her chief amusements. 

Their eldest son, Charles Richard, entered the Navy in 1809 
at the age of thirteen ; but four years later transferred into the 
sister service, and in due course rose to the rank of General, 
having held the post of Surveyor-General to the Ordnance. He 
married, in 1824, Mary FitzClarence, daughter of King William 
IV and Mrs Jordan ; and secondly, in 1865, Katherine M6berly. 
His house and garden in Addison Road were always open to his 
friends. He became a recognized authority on coins and medals, 
and his valuable collection, after his death, was purchased by 
the Berlin Royal Museum. 

Henry Edward was born in 1802. Delicate from his earliest 
hours, he suffered from a slight affection of the hip, which through- 
out his life proved a serious handicap ; while in later years a 
hereditary tendency to gout, so strong in those generations, 
manifested itself, much to the disadvantage of his general health. 
The life of a public school being considered too strenuous for 
him, he was in 1811 placed under the charge of the Rev. Philip 
Shuttleworth, a subsequent Warden of New College, Oxford, and 
Bishop of Chichester. A good story is told of the latter and 

Introduction 13 

Lady Holland, when he had recently become a don at Oxford. 
Returning one day to see her, she said to him, " Well, Mr 
Shuttleworth, Oxford fare seems to suit you well." " Oxford 
comforts, you mean, ma'am," was his reply ! Joseph Blanco 
White was also engaged for a time to teach Henry Fox ; and 
later he was sent to reside with his father's old friend, the Rev. 
Matthew Marsh, rector of Winterslow, near Salisbury. He 
matriculated at Christ Church in 1819, and during his stay at 
Oxford was under Shuttleworth's special care. But life at the 
University had as little attraction for him as had politics in later 
years. Not that he was inattentive to his studies, indeed books 
which appealed to him he devoured with avidity. But a lack 
of energy was ever noticeable and at times drove his father to 
despair. Certainly his surroundings at Oxford had no power 
to interest him ; and he welcomed the commencement of the 
vacation with all the excitement of a schoolboy. His intimate 
circle of acquaintances among the undergraduates was not 
large. Henry Greville, the younger brother of Charles Greville, 
himself the author of a Journal of no slight interest ; George 
Howard, Lord Morpeth's son, afterwards seventh Earl of Carlisle ; 
and John Wortley, son of James Stuart Wortley, created Lord 
Wharncliffe, were among his greatest friends. 

The real truth was that up to that time life at home had 
brought him but little in contact with boys of his own age. He 
had been reared among people far older than himself, and as a 
result attained a precocity far beyond his years. The proof of 
this is apparent in the pages of his Journal, which he commenced 
in 1818, when only sixteen. The earlier pages open disjointedly, 
a chronicle of witty remarks and a register of the interesting 
characters who took his fancy. But within very few years he 
had developed powers of expression, which might easily be 
taken for the writing of one double his age. True, in the course 
of his narrative we shall find that his likes and dislikes were 
strongly marked. With the self-sufficiency of youth his enthu- 
siasm sometimes got the better of him. He was inclined to 
jump to conclusions in summing up the attributes of his fellow- 
creatures, but when sober reflection or more intimate acquaint- 
ance caused him to alter his opinion, no one could admit his 
mistake with greater frankness. In general his style of writing 

14 The Journal of Henry Edward Fox 

bears a close resemblance to those caustic passages and critical 
dissertations which illuminate his mother's own Journal of her 
early life. 

Fox's tastes were not the tastes of the ordinary English boy. 
Town life was his delight ; the country he frankly abhorred. 
Debarred by his physical shortcomings from hard exercise, we 
have no record that he ever shot or fished. He rode as a young 
man, but even that occupation he does not seem to have kept up 
in later life. Horse racing did not appeal to him at all. Nor 
was he a gambler in the family sense of the word, though in 
times of depression on more than one occasion he seems to have 
sought oblivion at the gaming tables. 

His interests were centred in the more cultured fields of 
life. The drama and the opera appealed strongly to his senses. 
Even as a boy he spoke of plays and players with critical dis- 
cernment ; and he rivalled Lady Holland in her constant attend- 
ance at Co vent Garden or Drury Lane. Art he approached 
with a love of the classical and the revival of those forms, rather 
than with any predilection for the Renaissance. He took an 
intelligent interest in the works of contemporary artists and 
sculptors, and as the early friend and patron of Watts he may 
justly lay claim to a prophetic inspiration for true merit in paint- 
ing. He had a decided penchant for porcelain, especially for 
the output of the continental factories ; and in 1839 his mother 
congratulated him on seeming likely to become a book collector. 
On the whole, however, his tastes were on broader lines. Nature 
appealed to him more than the work of man ; and when the 
latter was in question, exterior decoration was more in his line 
than furniture of the interior. This perhaps was fortunate ; 
for he could never have had scope to gratify a passion for collect- 
ing. Financial difficulties beset his path through life. The 
emancipation of slaves in the West Indies had so adversely affected 
Lady Holland's income from her property in Jamaica, that she 
and her husband were forced to make large reductions in their 
mode of living. From 7,000 a year her rents had sunk to be 
a negligible quantity at the time of her death. Henry Fox's 
allowance, therefore, was always slender, and his wife's fortune, 
when he came to marry, was not large. Life on modest lines 
was a necessity, and when, after his mother's death, he conceived 

Introduction 15 

the ambitious plans for alterations to which Holland House 
and its grounds bear witness, he was only enabled to carry them 
out by imposing a large charge on the property. 

To Henry Fox, emancipated from his humdrum existence 
at Oxford, the world seemed very fair when he took his first 
plunge into the gay vortex of society. Impressionable where 
girls of his own age were concerned, he flitted inconsequently 
from flower to flower. First he was in love with one fair being, 
then with another ; and his thoughts turned early to matrimony. 
But although the successive objects of his affections were irre- 
proachable in point of family, for various reasons they never 
seemed to find favour in his parents' eyes. Sent abroad to 
escape from these entanglements, he became involved in others 
of varying seriousness. Yet in one only of these attachments 
does his heart seem to have been more than momentarily affected ; 
for the genuine affliction which he displayed at Lady North- 
ampton's untimely death places his friendship for her upon a 
loftier plane. And when at last, at the age of thirty-one, he 
succumbed to the fascinations of Mary Augusta Coventry, the 
nineteen-year-old daughter of George William, eighth Earl of 
Coventry and his second wife, Mary, daughter of Aubrey, sixth 
Duke of St Albans, he was free to lavish on her a whole-hearted 

Fickle in youth where his heart was primarily concerned, 
his more sober friendships had the genuine ring. His affection 
for older women, such as Lady Jersey, Lady Cowper, and Lady 
Grey, who had been kind to him in his boyhood, remained un- 
alterable and unaffected ; but a critical perception of the faults 
of his intimates tended to limit him in his choice. And so it 
was with his men friends. For Edward Cheney, for Howard, 
for Townshend and Bob Dundas, for Wortley, and later in life 
for Watts, his attachment continued unchanged ; but his studied 
dislike of anything savouring of dishonesty or sordidness caused 
him to discard those who proved themselves inferior to his self- 
accepted standard. His gentle and kindly disposition, combined 
with a geniality of manner and powers of conversation worthy 
of former members of his family, brought him a full measure of 
popularity. He shone as a host, and invitations to his social 
gatherings were much in request. Yet at times a querulous 

1 6 The Journal of Henry Edward Fox 

spark in his character would shine out, especially in his dealings 
with his own relations, and the undercurrent of his bitterness 
rose perilously near to the surface. 

Politics, much to his father's regret, Fox shunned and 
abhorred. The recriminations and jealousies of the Whigs 
struck him as self-interested and unreal. " He has no Whig 
feeling/' wrote Lord John Russell in 1824. His leanings were 
more democratic, and he approached the tenets of the party 
with which his family was so closely connected with the spirit of 
a heretic, although unprepared to stake his existence upon any 
other. The methods of diplomacy appealed to his better senses, 
and seemed to him founded on a surer basis. The profession 
also attracted him, as a means of benefiting his pocket and of 
securing a sure retreat abroad from the petty squabbles of life 
with his parents. He was obsessed with a feeling that he was 
misunderstood at home, and although his affection for his father 
was deep and lasting, he grew more and more to resent his 
mother's imperious domination. The latter's treatment of his 
sister, Mary, previous to her marriage to Thomas, third Lord 
Lilford in 1830, he viewed with growing indignation. He thought 
her bullied and kept in unnecessary subjection to her mother's 
whims, and the fact that he was powerless to mitigate the evil or 
to assist her in any way increased his determination to remain 
abroad and avoid an open breach, which he feared might become 
unavoidable. To his affection for Mary Fox we shall find 
constant allusions. Her personal attractions were only rivalled by 
the beauty of her character. Deeply religious, though a member 
of a family who gave little heed to such matters, her life was a 
pattern to all. Indeed, the isolation of her early years, often alone 
with her governess at Holland House, may have proved a blessing 
in disguise. Her aunt, Miss Fox, was living close at hand, and 
her influence and advice were always employed to the best 

No opening that Fox could have chosen would have been 
more suited to his talents than diplomacy. As Charge d'Affaires 
at Vienna in 1835 almost his first post in the absence of the 
Minister, Sir Frederick Lamb, he earned the encomiums of 
Metternich ; while his later career at Frankfort, and in Florence 
as Minister to Tuscany, notwithstanding his wife's delicacy and 

Introduction 17 

his own bad health, proved uniformly successful. Diplomats 
in those days were dependent on the ministry in power. Their 
tenure of office usually coincided with that of the government. 
But when the second Melbourne Cabinet fell in 1841, Holland, 
as he was then, having succeeded to the title on his father's death 
in 1840, took no step to resign and waited to be superseded. 
Ampthill had to be sold, Holland House was his mother's for 
life, and residence in England under such circumstances had 
no attractions for him. Luckily the summons to retire never 
came. Lord Aberdeen was the new Foreign Secretary, and in 
his hands Peel left the management of the office and its policy. 
Aberdeen had always been a friend of his parents, and the reason 
for a change was not the same as it would have been under other 
circumstances. Consequently the Hollands stayed on in Florence. 
They lived in the Casa Feroni, now the Palazzo Amerighi, and 
leased as well Lorenzo de Medici's famous villa at Careggi. There 
they remained another five years. It was during this period, 
after 1843, that Watts was living constantly with them. Lady 
Coventry died in October, 1845, leaving to her daughter her 
apartment in the Palazzo Roccella in Naples. A month later 
old Lady Holland breathed her last. The relationship between 
mother and son had been put to a severe strain during the last 
years of her life, owing to the powers which were left to her under 
the terms of her husband's will. The latter's affairs, however, 
proved to be in great disorder at the time of his death, and such 
was the want of ready money, that the necessity for the sale 
of certain pictures and other effects may well have been more 
real than the new owner of the title was willing to believe. 

With the later years of the Hollands' life we are here but 
little concerned. Returning to England in 1846, he two years 
later set about alterations on a large scale to the house and 
grounds in Kensington. His health, however, was rapidly 
getting worse. Foreign climes still retained for him the attrac- 
tion of yore, and much of their time was spent in Paris, and in 
Naples. There Holland died in 1859, and there he lies buried 
in the chapel erected to him by his widow. 

It would be impossible to conclude this short survey of Henry 
Edward Fox's career without some mention of Dr John Allen, 
whose personality is so indelibly stamped on the inner life of 


1 8 The Journal of Henry Edward Fox 

the Holland family throughout the first forty years of the Nine- 
teenth Century. Born in 1771, he passed his M.D. degree at 
Edinburgh at the age of twenty. In 1802 he was introduced 
by Sydney Smith to Lord Holland, who was searching for a 
doctor to accompany him and his family to Spain. Henry 
Edward had been born a few months before, and was included 
in the party. The letter, furnished with which Allen arrived 
from Edinburgh, is characteristic of Sydney's best style : 

" The bearer of this note is Mr Allen, of whom I have said so much 
already that it is superfluous to say any more. That he is a sensible 
man you cannot long be ignorant, though I sincerely hope you may that 
he is a very skilful physician. 

" You will speedily perceive that my friend Mr Allen (who has passed 
his life in this monastery of infidels) has not acquired that species of 
politeness which consists in attitudes and flexibilities, but he is civil, 
unaffected and good-natured. What to compare his French to, I know 
not. I never heard a sound so dreadful." 

So valuable did Allen's general knowledge and learning prove 
to Lord Holland that, on their return to England, he was requested 
to combine the duties of librarian at Holland House with those 
of physician. But after his installation in 1811 as Warden of 
Dulwich College, a post which he surrendered in exchange for 
the Mastership in 1820, his definite obligations in Kensington 
came to an end. He remained, however, constantly under the 
Fox roof, except for his short periods of duty elsewhere, ready 
to assist his patron in his political and literary researches, and 
prepared to push the fortunes of the Whig party with the aid of 
his facile pen. An atheist in principle, his outspoken views on 
religion could not but have influenced those who were continually 
in his company. Discussions on those subjects, however, were 
not in vogue in the Holland family, at least when company was 
present. But it is impossible not to connect Henry Fox's 
peculiar views on such matters with Allen's doctrines. Yet 
the problems of religion were not absent from the former's 
thoughts. The Protestant faith clearly did not attract him, 
and whatever leanings he had to outward forms of wor- 
ship were strongly in favour of those of Catholicism. Indeed 
he was received into that Church by his wife's influence, a 
few hours before his death. But the young man never looked 
on Allen as a persona grata. " Narrow-minded and selfish," he 

Introduction 19 

calls him on one occasion, " prejudiced and very very sly." He 
feared his influence over Lady Holland, who as time went on 
took more and more complete charge of him. " Jack Allen/' 
as she, and she alone, called him, was really devoted to her not- 
withstanding her domineering treatment, and was always at her 
beck and call. She became more than ever dependent on him 
after her husband's death, and the loss of the old man in 1843 
snapped a link in the chain of her life which she was powerless 
to replace. 




INTRODUCTION ......... 9 

CHAPTER I 1818-1820 25 

CHAPTER II 1821 58 

CHAPTER III 1822 98 

CHAPTER IV 1823 152 

CHAPTER V 1824-1826 189 

CHAPTER VI 1827 230 

CHAPTER VII 1828 260 

CHAPTER VIII 1829-1830 330 

INDEX .......... 379 



The reproductions are all taken from pictures and engravings at 
Holland House. 


(afterwards fourth Lord Holland) 

(as a Midshipman) 



(The Countess of Warwick, Mrs " Bobus 
Smith and Miss Elizabeth Vernon) 



LADY MARY Fox .... 
FORT. (1856) . 
CHARLES RICHARD Fox. (1836) . 

(afterwards Lady Lilford) 

C. R. Leslie Frontispiece 

To face 

Sir M. A. Shee . 40 

A. Mayer 
Elias Martin . 


From a Mezzotint by 
S. W. Reynolds, jr. , 
after C. R. Leslie 126 
Madame de Tott . 176 

G. S. Newton . .212 

. 246 

. 278 




G. F. Watts . 
C. Landseer . 
G. F. Watts . 
Sir M. A . Shee 
C. R. Leslie 



To Ampthill, 1 December 16, for a few days ; the weather 
excessively cold the first hard frost we have had. Binda 2 and 
the girls went with us. Papa went to Woburn on Thursday, I7th, 
for a night, to meet the Duke of York and a large party. On 
Friday he returned, and L d W. Russell 3 and his son came to stay 
with us. The latter is at Cambridge, a very handsome young 
man, intended for the Church. On the igth the D ke of York 
and a large party came over to a dejeuner a la fourchette, and to 
shoot in the laurels and woods ; they shot 266 head of game. 
The D ke of Y. 64 and L d Huntley 42. Old L d Lynedoch * was 
of the party a wonderful old man in point of health and 
strength ; he rides, shoots, hunts, and sits up all night, like the 
youngest man. The Duchess 5 came with the party to see Mama ; 
she was in high health and spirits. She is to give another scion 
to the house of Russell in February. On Sunday Lord and Lady 
Bessborough came, on their road to Althorp. 

We left A. P. on Monday and slept at Cashiobury, 6 where we 
found Lady Gordon, Miss Townsends, Miss Monsons, Mr Eden, 
Mr King, Mr Berrington, Mr Grenfell. Set off very late from 

1 Ampthill Park, in Bedfordshire, was left to Lord Holland by his 
uncle and guardian, John, second and last Earl of Upper Ossory, at his 
death in February 1818. 

2 Giuseppe Binda, a native of Lucca, and a lawyer by profession. He 
lived at one time with the Hollands, and worked for them in various 

3 Lord William Russell (1767-1840), brother of John, sixth Duke of 
Bedford. The young man here mentioned would appear to be his youngest 
son, William (1800-84), who became Accountant-General of the Court of 

4 Thomas, Lord Lynedoch (1748-1843). 

5 John, Duke of Bedford's second wife, Georgina, daughter of Alex- 
ander, fourth Duke of Gordon. He married her in 1803, 

6 Cassiobury, Lord Essex's house, near Watford, 

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Cashiobury on Tuesday morning ; arrived in the thickest fog I 
ever was out in at Holland House, where we found no one. On 
Wednesday my aunts l came with the Smiths. Sydney z and 
his children are just arrived in London. My aunts staid dinner. 
They were merely passing through London from Bowood to 
Ramsgate, where they spend the Xmas with the Warwicks. 
My aunt gave me a very satisfactory account of the poor 
Romillies, 3 to whom she paid a visit of a week. Heard of Lady 
Crewe's death. 

Thursday, 24. Poor Sir Philip Francis died on Tuesday in 
S* James' Square. He was dreadfully ill for the latter years of 
his life and has undergone the most excruciating operations. He 
was 79, proud of his age, and extremely gratified in surviving 
others. His death has excited great curiosity, for it is hoped, 
if he really is the author of " Junius," he will have removed all 
doubts by avowing it. His manner of contradicting the report 
was not direct and certainly implied that he knew who the author 
was. He said to my mother, after she had told him that the 
lawyers believed him to be so, " Well, Madam, I could bring 
proofs to the contrary in five minutes." And upon being asked, 
I believe, by Papa, why he did not contradict the report publickly, 
he said, " If they choose to thrust laurels on my head, why there 
let them stick." He was tall and lean, his features were good 
and his countenance expressive of great vivacity, quickness and 
even madness ; his voice was loud and his manner of speaking 
in private (I never heard him in public) short and with rather 
an angry tone. He was as violent in his very looks and actions 
as he was in the workings of his mind. He came to Holland 
House a month or two before he died, and said, " I perhaps 
shall never come here again. I came to take my leave of it, and 
to show that here I began, here I end," alluding to the intimacy 
between his father and old Lord Holland. 4 There was that 

1 Lord Holland's sister, Caroline Fox (1768-1845), and her aunt, Miss 
Elizabeth Vernon. 

2 Rev. Sydney Smith (1771-1845), Vicar of Foston in Yorkshire, and 
later a Canon of St Paul's. 

3 Sir Samuel Romilly committed suicide in 1818, after the death of 
his wife, leaving six sons and one daughter. 

4 See Henry Fox, First Lord Holland, ii. 276. Sir Philip himself was 
indebted to Henry, Lord Holland, for his start in life. 

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manliness and independent, though wild, spirit in him to the last, 
which notwithstanding its faults it was impossible not to admire. 
He has written memoirs, that is to say violent anathemas against 
every remarkable man of his day. L d Thanet says that no one 
now alive will ever see them, for they are such attacks upon 
people now living that they can not be published till all that 
are mentioned are dead. 1 

To dinner : Mr Brougham, Mr Whishaw, Mr Sydney 
Smith, Mr Allen, Mr Binda, Henry. 2 All slept. We sat in 
the drawing-room for the first time this year. The pictures 
which belonged to my grandfather, and which L d Ossory restored 
to Papa, were placed there, viz., the Hogarth, Sterne, Garrick, 
Hope nursing love, and several others but of smaller note. Read 
in the course of to-day a good deal of Sir Walter Raleigh. 
Walter Scott is made a baronet the first poet who has 
had that foolish honor conferred on him since Sir William 

Friday, 25 December, X mas day. Thick fog all morning; 
excessively cold, wretched and English. At dinner : Mr 
Brougham, Mr Whishaw, Mr Sydney Smith, Mr Allen, Mr 
Binda, Mr Bonaiuti, Henry. All slept. Sydney said of L d 
Glenbervie's conversation, that it was a continued paragraph 
without stops or breaks. 

Sunday, 27. Jekyll and Mr Brougham at breakfast. L d 
Ellenborough once made a panegyric upon the judges, but did 
it so awkwardly that - said to him when he had concluded, 
" Stick to obloquy, Ned." 

Mrs Smith called with Leveson, 3 Saba and Emily. Jekyll 
said of the winter in which so many dowagers died, that formerly 
the lozenges used to carry off the coughs, but now the coughs 
carried off the lozenges. 

Walked with Papa a mile on the Bath Walk : Plato, L d 

1 His memoirs, journals, and correspondence were published by Joseph 
Parkes in 1867. 

2 Probably Henry Greville (1801-72), the diarist, younger brother of 
Charles Greville, and son of Captain Charles Greville, a cousin of Lord 

3 Leveson Smith, second son of Robert Percy Smith, better known as 
" Bobus " (1770-1845), Sydney Smith's elder brother, who died in 1827. 
Saba and Emily were daughters of Sydney Smith. 

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Shaftesbury, Locke and Paley, their separate opinions concurring 
in many points at dinner. 

Tuesday, 29 December. Walked a mile and a half with Papa. 
L d Stanhope used to say to Papa of the Opposition, " When you 
are strong in numbers, be weak in words ; and when you are 
weak in numbers, be as strong as you can in words." 

Bonaparte called the Concordat, " La vaccine de la religion." 

Here ends 1818, a year which has passed quicker to me than 
any that has gone before it, and I am ashamed to say that I 
am at the end of it nearly where I was at its beginning. This 
year has been distinguished by no great public or any interesting 
private event. England has sustained one loss in the course of it 
which will be felt for a long time by his publick friends, and for 
ever by his private ones Sir Samuel Romilly. Such tragic catas- 
trophes are not in our days common, and perhaps no time can 
parallel one with so many afflicting circumstances. His prosperity, 
high character, the height of his ambition just attained, the cause 
of his grief, the dreadful loss of his understanding, and his large 
family, not to add the cruel reproach that remains upon the 
minds of all his friends that all was not done for him and that 
he was impelled to the fatal act by the foolish notion that some 
mistaken friends had of the great power he had over his own 
understanding. Of his character I say nothing ; that is too 
well known and too well written by other and better pens than 
mine to need any comment upon it here. 

Sunday, January 3 d , 1819. Sir W m Scott l is reported to have 
said of Sir J. Leach's reversion of the decision in the Marlborough 
cause, " Varium et mutabile semper, Femina," as he is always 
called Mrs Leach. Sir W. Scott and all the friends of the 
Chancellor hate him very much, for the same reason that Kings 
dislike and envy their eldest sons. Sydney in high force and very 
entertaining. He said that Rogers spoilt his poem on Columbus 
by allowing Sharp to tinker it and strike out word by word and 
line by line. Sir W. Grant 2 is said to have refused the Seals 
within these few days. 

1 Sir William Scott (1745-1836), created Lord Stowell in 1821. Mari- 
time and international lawyer. He was eldest brother of the Lord Chan- 
cellor, Eldon. 

2 Sir William G?ant (1752-1832), Master of the Rolls, 1801-17, 

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Thursday, Jan. 7. Mr Tierney said Sir W. Grant looked as 
if cut out of a walnut tree a very just description. He was 
so much affected at the death of his adopted nephew that he 
remained in his chair for many hours in a state of stupefaction. 
His mother is still alive. Sterne has left a bad name behind 
him in Yorkshire. L d Carlisle told Sydney that he knew the 
original D r Slop very intimately a Mr Goddard, in the neigh- 
bourhood of Castle Howard. 1 

Jan. 15. Poor L d7 Ilchester's death was quite sudden. 2 Her 
brothers were there and staid from shooting till L d Ilchester 
sent to say all was as well as possible, that she was safely brought 
to bed and doing well. They went out, and on their return found 
the corpse. 

She was not handsome but remarkably pleasing, and had a 
delightful, equal flow of spirits, with never failing good-nature, 
very clever and remarkably well-informed, though not pedantic. 
I spent three days with them two months ago, and they seemed 
the pattern of happiness and good humour. 

Rogers was always touchy and satirical in the greatest degree, 
but formerly he confined himself to the minutiae and all the 
slight imperfections of people. Latterly, however, he has attacked 
people for their moral character and feelings, which if they ever 
hear (and there are always kind friends to repeat) will never be 

Tuesday, Jan. 19. Mr Knight 3 knew and hated Johnson. 
He said he eat in the most horrible manner. He remembers 
Mrs Siddons, when 17 or 18, acting Juliet in a provincial theatre ; 
she was handsome, but not pretty. Afterwards she left the 

stage, and was waiting-maid to Lady Greathead. When 

young she had a propensity to laugh on the stage, which pre- 
vented her succeeding for some time. 

1 The original of Dr Slop in Tristram Shandy was always said to be 
Dr John Burton (1710-71). 

1 Caroline Leonora, daughter of Lord George Murray, Bishop of St 
David's, married Henry Stephen, third Earl of Ilchester (1787-1858) in 
1812. The child was christened Caroline Margaret, and married Sir Edward 
Kerrison. She died in 1895. 

8 Richard Payne Knight (1750-1824), a prominent member of the 
Society of Antiquaries and for many years a member of the Dilettanti 
Society. He bequeathed his unique collection of coins to the British 

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Rogers has shut himself up in the strangest manner for the 
accouchement of his poem. Still-born it will be. 

Wednesday, Jan. 20. To Holland House. Dined early with 
W m Ord. l Mr Ticknor, 2 an American, sensible and well informed, 
has been to Spain, Italy and France, is now on his way to Scotland, 
then returns to Boston. 

Saturday, Jan. 23. To Covent Garden, Guy Mannering and 
Harlequin ; Gina 3 with us. Papa at Fox Club made two or three 
short speeches. D ke of Sussex 4 very boring, " Memory of S r S. 
Romilly, and of Mr Whitbread." Mr Allen at Fox Club. 

Sunday, Jan. 24. Another Queen is dead. Four Queens in 
two months ! The old Q n of Spain 5 is also gone. She died in 
Italy. Sydney said L d Stair sitting on the cushion of the sofa 
was like an old crow fixed on a bit of carrion. 

I took a long walk in the morning with Binda and Mrs Fisher, 
the B D of Sarum's wife, a ridiculous blue, but very civil to me. 
Miss Berry in the evening ; first time I ever saw her a blue 
also. To dinner : L d Caernarvon, L d Digby, L d Clare, Mr 
Vernon, Mr Frere, Admiral Fleming, Mr Sydney Smith, Mrs 
Sydney Smith, Saba Smith, Mr Allen, Henry. Rogers in the 
evening from Cashiobury, where he went for retirement and 
found nineteen guests, who came there for the same purpose ; 
but however he has returned with a better skin than he went. 

Monday, Jan. 25. To Grandmama 6 in the morning. Rainy 
day. L d S fc Helens 7 will be no loser by the loss of his place, 

1 William Ord (1781-1855), of Whitfield Hall, for many years a member 
of the House of Commons. He married, in 1803, Mary, daughter of 
Rev. J. Scott. 

2 George Ticknor (1791-1871), the historian of Spanish literature. 

3 Henry Fox's sister, Georgina Anne, who died before the end of 1819. 
She was born in 1809. 

4 Augustus Frederick, Duke of Sussex (1773-1843), sixth son of George 
III. This entry is interesting, being one of the earliest references to the 
" Fox Club," founded to do honour to the memory of Charles James Fox. 
Nothing is known of the date of its inception, for the records only begin 
in 1829. 

6 Queen Maria Luisa, wife of King Charles IV. 

6 Mary, daughter of Thomas Clark, of New York, Lady Holland's 
mother. After the death of her first husband, Richard Vassall, in 1795, 
she married Sir Gilbert Affleck, second Baronet (1740-1808). She died in 


7 Alleyne, Lord St Helens (1753-1839). He retired from diplomacy 
in 1803. 

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having never received a pension for it, as he has an Ambassador's. 
Went to see the Chess-playing Automaton with Mrs Ord, who 
is always good-natured and obliging curious but long. A very 
bad set of company, among them a vulgar, quarrelling Irishman. 

Little Lewis x has left a very odd will behind him : his 
library to W m Lamb, his fortune between his two married sisters. 
At dinner : L d Lansdowne, L d Morpeth, Lady G. Morpeth, Mr 
Grenville, Mr W. Lamb, Sir J. Mackintosh, Mr Denman, Mr 
Fazakerley, Mr Smith, Henry. 

Tuesday, Jan. 26. Sir R. Wilson 2 made his maiden speech 
(a complete failure, though his friends tried to gloss it over) on 
finance a bad subject in bad hands. Dined with Grandmama ; 
played at chess. L d Keith is by degrees becoming placid towards 
M de de Flahault 3 ; calls her Margaret and will see her after her 
couches, as he is now afraid of agitating her. Young Napoleon 
is receiving at Vienna a good but completely German education. 
The Emperor is said, and wishes to appear, to love him very much ; 
he will one day or the other be a good tool. 

Wednesday, Jan. 27. To Holland House in the morning. 
Foggy and bad weather. Rogers very much out of temper at 
meeting Lady Granville, whom he hates. Lady Hastings is 
very foolish about L d Huntingdon's title 4 ; she considers it as 
an injury. She drove down to the House of Lords to enquire 
of some peer what was to be done. On enquiring at the door 
who was in the House, they told her nobody but the Earl of 

1 Matthew Gregory, commonly known as " Monk " Lewis (1775-1818), 
author. He died on the journey home from the West Indies, where he 
went on more than one occasion to insure the welfare of the slaves on his 

2 General Sir Robert Wilson (1777-1849), entered Parliament as mem- 
ber for Southwark in 1818. 

3 George Keith, fourth son of Charles, tenth Lord Elphinstone, created 
Viscount Keith in 1797, had one daughter, Margaret, by his first wife, 
Jane Mercer. Her marriage, in 1817, to the Count de Flahault, a former 
aide-de-camp to Napoleon, had so infuriated him, that he broke ofi 
all connection with her at the time, and almost disinherited her. The 
fact that she was marrying a foreigner was especially repugnant to him, 
and her husband's French title kept alive his rage. 

4 The Earldom of Huntingdon had been suspended since the death 
of the tenth Earl in 1789, when the Barony of Hastings passed to the 
Rawdon-Hastings family. A representative of the younger branch, Hans 
Francis Hastings, claimed the Earldom successfully at the end of 1818. 

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Huntingdon. At which she drove back furious. Hallam has got 
by his book 5,000,! W. Scott since he began his novels 28,000 ; 
it seems incredible. 

Papa presented a petition on Criminal Law ; he meant to 
allude to poor Sir Samuel, but found a empty house and so 
deferred it till some other day. L d Errol is dead. L d Fife is 
L d of the Bedchamber and wants a blue ribband. 

Mr Pitt had a plan to alter the Criminal Law and to have 
death only for great crimes. He also had a plan to separate the 
Chancellorship from the Speakership of the H 8e of L dB . 

Thursday, Jan. 28. Went to the H 8e of Commons. Sir 
James 2 speaking. Sat close by the D ke of Sussex. His obser- 
vations were foolish and frequent. The H se was up ten minutes 
after I went. In the evening to Mr Coleridge's lectures. 3 His 
voice is bad, his subject trite, and his manner odious an 
affectation of wit and of genius, neither of which he has in any 

Jan. 31, Sunday. Lady Sefton is dead. The wife of the 
D ke of Sussex 4 sent the other day for L d Lauderdale, as she said 
on business. After talking for some time upon little unimportant 
family concerns, she said, " I wish you could contrive to have 
the monument to P 8a Charlotte erected opposite my windows." 
He denied being able to have influence in so doing. Then she 
said, " I must introduce my daughter to you." She then sent 
for P" Emma, a handsome, gigantic girl between 17 and 18, who, 
after she made some pretty speeches, left the room, and then 
the mother said, " Isn't she a pretty, delightful girl ? Well 
now you have a great deal of influence with P ce Leopold ; what 
could he do better than marry so lovely a creature ? " 

Feb. ist, Monday. Drove to Holland House with Mama, 
Punch Greville. Lady Hastings has set up another Lord 
Huntingdon to oppose this new man, who is certainly the elder 

1 The State of Europe during the Middle Ages. 

2 Sir James Mackintosh (1765-1832). 

8 Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834), poet and philosopher. The 
Dictionary of National Biography states that he never lectured in London 
after the early months of 1818. 

4 The Duke of Sussex married, in 1793, Augusta, daughter of John 
Murray, fourth Earl of Dunmore. The marriage was annulled in 1794 
as contrary to the provisions of the Royal Marriage Act. Lady Augusta 
died in 1830. Her daughter was known as Miss d'Este. 

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branch. L d Byron's poem 1 has been withdrawn by his friends, 
really on account of the abuse contained in it of his wife, and not 
because Mr Murray is afraid of publishing it from its satire 
against every body, which is the plausible reason. 

Feb. 5. Lord Byron is living at Venice with a complete 
seraglio. Mr Ticknor, the American, is at Woburn, but has 
offended the Duchess by his rudeness and want of manners, of 
which he gave us a good specimen the other night. 

Feb. 9. Lord Castlereagh gave a toast at Aix-la-Chapelle, 
" Toute la belle sexe qui plait a toute la monde . . ." 

Feb. 10, Wednesday. Went to Miss Berry's in the evening 
with Sir James a very agreable party rather spoilt by that 
little viper, Lady C. Lamb, 2 who tried all she could to catch 
my eye, which I studiously avoided. 

Friday, Feb. 19. Sat to Mr Jackson for my picture. Went 
to Mr Chantrey, who is making a bust of Sir S. Romilly from the 
material he can collect. 

Sunday, 28 Feb. Called on Rogers. Grattan there ; told 
me the happiest days of his life he had passed with Gen. Fitz- 
patrick and L d Ossory. Rogers cross and out of humour. At 
dinner : Duke of Bedford, L d W m Russell, Mr Charles Wynne, 
Mr Robarts, Mr L. Horner, Sir J. Newport, Mr Abercromby, 
Mr Allen, Henry. 

Wednesday, 3 d March. Great riot in Covent Garden. G. 
Lamb and Mr Macdonald escaped out of a window to a clergy- 
man's house behind the Committee. They broke L d Castlereagh's, 
L d Sefton's and Mr Whishart's windows, and asked for our house, 
but could not find it. At dinner : L d and L dy Ebrington, L d and 
L dy Lansdowne, Lord Nugent, Mr Baring, Mr Allen, Henry. 

Sunday, March 21. L d Digby moved an address once in the 
House of Lords, but spoke so low no one heard him. Somebody 
afterwards asked L d Bathurst (who had been seated next to him) 
what he had said. L d Bathurst answered, " He was not sure if 
he was at liberty to repeat it, for it had been delivered in confidence 
to him." 

1 Don Juan. 

2 Lady Caroline Lamb (1785-1828), daughter of Frederick, third Earl 
of Bessborough, and wife of Hon. William Lamb, afterwards Lord Mel- 
bourne. Lady Holland and she were not on speaking terms at this time. 


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Friday, March 26. Sir W. Scott very entertaining. He said 
Goldsmith in company was the greatest fool and least conversible 
person he ever saw for a man of his talents. That at The Club, 
to which he belonged, Johnson awed every one ; no one dared 
utter in his presence. Mr Fox was always silent, for fear of 
having his conversation put down in a book by one of Johnson's 
hangers-on like Boswell. Johnson was very much pleased with 
a speech he heard Mr Fox make about him (Johnson). He used 
to say he was for the King against Fox, but for Fox against Pitt. 

Lady W. Russell says of the Miss Berrys, that that they are, 
"Berries harsh and crude." 

The D ke of Y. and L d Bathurst called on the P<* to tell him 
the news of P fls Charlotte's death in the middle of the night. 
He at first thought it was about the Queen. When he heard it 
was about his daughter, he struck his forehead, and said, " What 
is to be done for the poor man, great Heaven ! " and he threw 
himself back in the bed. This I heard from Rogers, who was in 
Lord Bathurst's house at the time. 

The D chesa of Gordon, on first addressing Pitt after a long 
absence, said, " Pray Sir, have you talked as much nonsense 
as ever since we parted." " I do not know, Madam, but I 
certainly have not heard so much ! " 

Sunday, July 23 d , 1820. Breakfasted late. Staid most part 
of the morning with my father, who has the gout slightly in his 
ankle. Drove out with my mother. Talked of talent thrown 
away illustrated by the Duke of Argyle, 1 who with natural 
abilities and a good education has become insignificant from 
nonchalance and indolence. Rode to Lady Sarah Bailey, a most 
amiable and inoffensive fool : surprised to find that, though of 
so weak an understanding, from confinement to the house and 
a great part of the year spent in the country she has been obliged 
to read a good deal, and that, though she has no judgment to 
discriminate nor memory to retain, she is far from an ignorant 
woman. Walked with Ashley 2 in Kensington Gardens, very 
full. I'm glad that they are again fashionable. Ashley's 

1 George William, sixth Duke of Argyll (1766-1839). 

2 Anthony, Lord Ashley (1801-85), tne celebrated philanthropist, who 
succeeded his father in 1851 as seventh Earl of Shaftesbury. 

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character seems to me quite unintelligible and can only be 
accounted for by a dash of madness. From having a dislike 
that almost amounted to hatred, I have grown insensibly to 
admire and like him. Many flirtations going on, but all 01 some 
standing. Only L d William at dinner. The Queen's house in 
Portman S fc wretched beyond conception. She, when she received 
the Bedford address, was cold to Whitbread and did not speak to 
him, but afterwards said that she was too much affected at the 
memory of his father and could not trust her voice. My father 
brought back Rogers and Tierney. The latter had been dining 
at the D ke of Bedford's with a party of young fashionables. 
L d H. had been to the Duke of Montrose's to meet the Chancellor 1 
and a ministerial dinner, which was not, I am sure, agreable as 
he had expected, but very dull. Every day I live I am more and 
more persuaded not to meddle in politicks ; they separate the 
best friends, they destroy all social intercourse. And why ? 
Is it for power ? Is it for popularity ? How unenviable they 
are separately ! How seldom you see them combined ; and 
most politicians have neither. 

Monday, 24 July. Rogers and Mr Tierney at breakfast. 
The former bored at a political conversation. Rode out all 
morning. Passed by the Queen's house, before which a very 
small and inoffensive mob was collected. Dined at the D ke of 
Bedford's at a round table with 16 people. L d Kinnaird lively 
and vehement. We went with L y G. Morpeth to Vauxhall, 
one of the prettiest sights I ever beheld quite like fairy land. 
The ascension of Madame Sequi is beautiful, but tremendous. 
The Cowpers and Lady Glengall there. Took leave of George 2 
and Ashley, who go their Scotch journey to-morrow. 

Tuesday, 25 July. Rogers amusing at breakfast. Read the 
famous letter to the King in Junius ; the strength and dignity 
of the style is very fine. Drove out with my mother and Rogers. 
Saw the party of the D 83 of Bedford pass in the steam-boat by 
Vauxhall Bridge, a gay, cheerful sight. Returned to dinner ; 
Binda and Allen only. Drove out to fetch Rogers from Lady 
Cook's, and my father from The Club, where he had a pleasant 

1 Lord Eldon. 

2 Hon. George William Frederick Howard (1802-64), eldest son of 
Lord Morpeth, whom he succeeded as seventh Earl of Carlisle in 1848. 

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dinner Canning, L d Liverpool, and the two Sir Williams Grant 
and Scott. The soldiers are discontented, and think that their 
allegiance is as much owed the Queen as the King rather an 
awkward fancy to take just now ! She has signified her intention 
of appearing in person every day during the trial. The Duke 
of Gordon * is going to marry his mistress, who is about to give 
him an heir, as L d Huntley has no children. 

Napoleon has got a large bell at S fc Helena by which he collects 
his labourers for the garden, which he regularly rings at six 
o'clock every morning, and sometimes joins them in their work. 

Thursday, July 27. Went to see Sir T. Lawrence's pictures 
at Burlington House. His favorite is the Pope, but for my part 
I would rather possess the Cardinal Consalvi? Met there the 
Duke and D C8S of Bedford and L d Gower. Rode out in the 
park with the Ladies Greville. Lady A. Paget 3 was married 
to-day, and there was a great difficulty about the licence, as she 
belonged to no parish, having lately changed her residence. 
General Flahault and his baby came from Paris. A change in 
government and Dynasty expected there still more than here. 
Abercromby 4 made the most terrific picture of the present state 
of affairs ; however, this nation has weathered so many serious 
storms that one can hardly expect so bad a cause can raise one. 
The Queen, in the presence of Brougham and the rest of her 
counsel, dispatched messages to all the crowned heads in Europe 
with sealed letters personally from herself. Lady Ann Hamilton 
is to be present with the thickest veil to hide her blushes. De 
Caze 5 is despised in Paris and has a cry against him just now. 
They have no one they look up to, but all join in hatred of what 
exists at present. 

1 Alexander, fourth Duke of Gordon (1743-1827), the Duchess of 
Bedford's father. In 1820 he married Mrs Christie. His son, Lord 
Huntly (by his first wife), died without children, and the Dukedom 
became extinct. 

2 The pictures are now in the Royal Collection at Windsor. 

3 Lady Augusta Paget, daughter of Henry William, first Marquess of 
Anglesey, married Arthur Chichester, created Baron Templemore in 1831. 

4 James Abercromby (1776-1858), son of General Sir Ralph Aber- 
cromby. He was Speaker of the House of Commons from 1835 till 1839, 
when he was raised to the peerage as Baron Dunfermline. 

5 Elie, Due de Decazes (1780-1846), French Ambassador in England, 

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General Flahault was with Napoleon on the morning of his 
abdication at Fontainebleau, and while talking of it he was 
scribbling on a scrap of paper. When he went out of the room 
Flahault looked, and found written in every direction, " Louis, 
par la grace de Dieu." When he returned in the Cent Jours he 
was very curious to know all the Bourbons had said and done 
about the palaces, and what alterations they had made or planned. 

Burke, when the cabal at Paris called " The Mountain " had 
just begun, was speaking in the House and some of Mr Fox's 
most violent friends were coughing and making a good deal of 
noise. The Speaker called them to order. " No, no," said Mr 
Burke, " do not call them to order, let them have their liberty, 
the Mountain nymph, Sweet Liberty." 

Friday, 28 July. Payne Knight came to breakfast, positive 
as usual ; but to see such vigorous flagitiousness at so advanced 
a period of life is rather pleasing. Drove out with my mother. 
Discontents in the army still more spoken of. It is said that 
injudicious friends of the D ke of York have tried to increase his 
alarming popularity with the military. I saw Lady W. Russell, 1 
who sets off to-morrow for Scotland with her husband mother, 
child, Terence, Horace, and a brood of puppies. On our return 
found my father returned. D r Lushington 2 brought a civil 
message from the Queen to my mother, talks confidently of her 
success, and seems in spirits rather too eager with noisy good 
qualities but not judgment. At dinner : L d A. Hamilton, D r 
Lushington, the Flahaults, Binda, Mr Whishaw, Mr F. Foster. 

Saturday, 29 July. Went home to Little H d House. 3 The 
Duke of York, when at the Review the other day, was heard by 
the people to refuse having any soldiers about him, upon which 
he was hurraed, and they cried, " Bravo ! You are the King 

1 Elizabeth Anne, only child of Hon. John Rawdon, married, in 1817, 
Lord George William Russell (1790-1846), second son of John, sixth Duke 
of Bedford, by his first wife, Georgina, daughter of George, fourth Vis- 
count Torrington. She died in 1874. Their son succeeded as ninth 
Duke of Bedford. 

2 Stephen Lushington (1782-1873), Member of Parliament, and an 
ardent supporter of the Princess of Wales. He was a well-known figure 
at the Bar. 

3 An old farm-house in the grounds of Holland House, adapted by 
Lord Holland to supply a residence for his sister, Miss Fox, and her aunt, 
Miss Vernon. 

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for us ! " He was greatly annoyed by this and rode off. Went 
with my father to see D r Parr. 1 Found him in his night-cap 
without a wig, very animated and full, as he called it, " not only 
of life but hilarity." He laughed at Westminster and Eton and 
at Ch. Church, but said the late Dean 2 was a man of " colossal 
virtues." He gave an account, which I believe not to be true, 
of his silencing Sir W. Scott at the Archbishop of York's, " of his 
pouring his hot lava upon him." He did not mention the Queen, 
but he has been old fool enough to trot up from his retirement 
merely to pay " his homage to his slandered and persecuted Queen." 

The never ending subject of this persecuted Queen discussed 
at dinner ; it daily grows more tedious and dull. There seems 
nothing new on the subject, and people only discuss their own 
conjectures with all the possibilities that may arise. Most 
people believe in a revolution, and in great slaughter in that case. 
Brougham's success on the circuit is quite wonderful ; he now 
means to apply to the law only. At dinner : Duke of Argyle, 
L d Morpeth, L d Tavistock, L<* G. Morpeth, Mr W. Lamb, Mr 

Thursday, iy th August. Sir E. Nagle (an Irishman), when 
with the King and Lady Conyngham sailing on Virginia Water, 
said as a sort of echo of His Majesty's observation on the beauty 
of the place and the weather, " Yes, it is indeed. Well, then, 
this is our Lake of Como ! " The King laughed very much, and 
poor Sir E. was wretched when he discovered the great impro- 
priety of what he had said. 

The important day. My father and the Duke went at 9. 
We drove about town to collect news. All was quiet, and the 
mob seemed good-humoured. The Duke of Wellington, however, 
was greatly hissed. Called on Lady Jersey. 3 Found her as 
usual vehement, and anxious that the recrimination should not 
be stopped, which seems odd considering her husband's family. 
The Queen first took her place by the Throne and then went 
to the Bar. When the Council began, she slept some part of the 

1 Samuel Parr (1747-1825), scholar, schoolmaster, and divine. 

2 Rev. Cyril Jackson (1746-1819), who retired in 1809. 

3 Sarah Sophia, daughter of John, tenth Earl of Westmorland, 
married George, fifth Earl of Jersey, in 1804, and died in 1867. She was 
always a strong supporter of the Tories. 

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time, and seemed tired and bored. The Duke made an unkind 
and imprudent speech about his brother of Sussex, which every 
one is sorry for. Brougham severe on the former in his speech, 
and dwelt more on it than was necessary. 

On the Queen asleep in the House (by my father) : 

" No proof of her guilt her conduct affords, 
She sleeps not with couriers, she sleeps with the Lords." 

Friday, 18 August. Went to the House with my father. 
Sir Thomas Tyrrhitt gave me his place, where I heard every 
word, and was delighted with the most beautiful and artful 
oration that could be delivered by Denman. 1 I never heard 
anything finer. The Queen sat all the time close to me. She 
did not take any particular notice of any near, except a fixed 
stare for a minute at L d Conyngham. She laughed very much 
at Brougham's ludicrous account of the witnesses, and cried at 
the mention of her daughter. Denman's speech was full of 
feeling and tenderness, and the end really sublime. He told me 
that after his speech he went to her room and took off his wig. 
She came in by surprize upon him, and he apologised ; and she 
with quickness said, " Put it on, put it on. If I let you have it 
off, they will say it is an unpardonable condescension " (an expres- 
sion that had been often used in the previous debate). During 
Brougham's speech the dinner-bell for the witnesses was heard. 
He stopped short with great affected petulance, " Interrupted by 
festivities," which was excellent and well taken. 

Epigram of my father's: 

" In the business which calls all their Lordships to town, 
They will all be knocked up, if they are not knocked down. 
No creature will gain by the acts of the House, 
But peers, eldest sons, law advisers and grouse." 

L d Erskine on being asked his opinion of Denman's speech, 
said, " I never heard a finer speech than Denman's or better 
delivered. Being the son of Dr Denman no one can doubt of 
the delivery ; altho' by the decision of their Lordships he came 
long before his time, yet God knows there was no miscarriage." 

1 Thomas Denman (1779-1854), gazetted a Baron in 1834. He was 
Lord Chief Justice, 1832-50. He was a strong supporter of Queen Caro- 
line, and was appointed her Solicitor-General in 1820. He was son of 
Thomas Denman (1733-1815), a well-known physician. 

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The Queen terribly vulgar, and a want of grace about her ; not 
so ugly as I expected, but undignified. L d Spencer has lost his 
son in a terrible manner, something between a duel and an affray. 
The effect of Denman's speech on the House, and especially on 
the old Tory part, was wonderful. 

Saturday, 19 August. After a debate in which L d Liverpool 
made an admirable speech, the Attorney-General 1 opened his 
case lamentably. I did not go to the House, but heard that it 
was really wretched. A violent storm. Drove afterwards to 
town with my mother. Miss Eliza FitzClarence's marriage to 
L d Errol declared. I really do not know whether I am glad or 
sorry, but on the whole I think it fortunate, though I fear it will 
cost dear Charles a pang. 2 Took a walk in the garden with 
Rogers and L d Grey 3 both out of temper. Amused to see the 
different manner a haughty, high-minded, fine-spirited, manly 
man shews his ill-temper, from that of a little, narrow-minded, 
inquisitive, malignant, observant wit. 

Sunday, 20 August. Drove to Richmond to see Lady Affleck. 
It seems odd that people have left off the fashion of having 
villas there. I think it more beautiful than anything of the sort 
in any part of the world. At dinner : L d and Lady Cowper, 
L d and L d * Tavistock, L d Erskine, L d A. Hamilton, Mr Ellis, Mr 
Fortescue, L d Gower, L d Lansdowne, Duke of Bedford, L d J. 
Russell, Mr Shuttleworth, Mr Rogers, L d Essex. The last six 

L d Erskine 4 quite wonderful, full of life, vivacity and wit. 
He told some anecdotes of his early life. He spoke with great 
warmth of affection and respect for L d Mansfield. He repeated 
a magnificent sentence out of one of his own speeches upon L d 
Strafford. He told us that once on a case where he was counsel 
one witness, an old woman, swore she saw Albion Mills written 
on some socks. It was whispered to him she could not read. 
He took a piece of paper on which he wrote .... and asked 

1 Sir Robert Gifford. 

2 Elizabeth FitzClarence, one of the Duke of Clarence's daughters 
by Mrs Jordan, married William George, eighteenth Earl of Enroll. 
Charles Fox, Henry's elder brother, had been much in love with her, but 
finally married her sister Mary in 1824. 

8 Charles, second Earl Grey (1764-1845). 

4 Thomas, first Lord Erskine (1750-1823), Lord Chancellor, 1806-7. 

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if that was what she had seen. She swore it was. He handed 
it to Justice Heath, who would not show it the jury, but told them 
she had perjured herself. This saved his client. Amused to 
see how cheap Ellis held all L d E. said. Such is the odious self- 
sufficiency of the present generation, who, having neither genius 
nor sense among them all, though they most likely have more 
erudition, think they surpass their predecessors. I wish Ellis 
a longer life than his reputation, which is now in the last stage 
of a consumption. 

Monday, 21 August. Went to the House of Lords, where, 
after hearing the conclusion of the Attorney-General's charges 
against the Queen, ill-delivered and wretchedly put together, I 
beheld a scene that I shall remember for life. As soon as he had 
finished, after a little conversation across the table, the Queen 
entered the House. I was close to her and observed every 
motion. She seemed to walk with a more decided step than I 
had seen her. Before she came to her seat she curtsied to the 
peers, she sat down, she bowed to Denman, and afterwards to 
Brougham, from whom she received a cold and distant acknow- 
ledgment. I observed she almost trembled, and she frequently 
clenched her hand and opened it as a person under great emotion. 
The witness was produced at the Bar. The moment her eyes 
caught him she sprang up with the rapidity of lightning, advanced 
two or three steps, put her left arm a kimbo, and threw her veil 
violently back with her right. She looked at him steadily for 
about two or three seconds during a dead silence ; she then 
exclaimed in a loud, angry tone, " Theodore ! " and rushed out 
of the House. The whole was the affair of less than a minute. 
The consternation, surprize, and even alarm it produced was 
wonderful. Nothing but madness can account for it. It seems 
extraordinary, but she contrived to make that puny, dumpty 
figure of her's appear dignified. That it was a prepared scene 
I am persuaded. She had been to the House on Sunday night 
to alter her chair, and Sir T. Tyrrhitt told me before she came 
that she was only coming for a few minutes. Besides the frequent 
messages to and fro that had passed between her and her counsel, 
and the displeased manner in which Brougham returned her bow, 
make me certain, who stood very near, that she had planned it, 
if not rehearsed it, and that it was not either violent fear or anger 

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at the moment that prompted her, but that she intended making 
a coup-de-theatre. Poor maniac ! The effect it has produced is 
far from being of use to her. Everyone felt disgusted at her 
impudence and convinced of her guilt. The evidence I after- 
wards heard is certainly not strong enough to convict her upon. 
The only material point is the going together into the bath. How 
it will end, God knows ! They say she means to kill herself. 
I should not be surprized. A woman capable of what she has 
done to-day can do anything violent or disgraceful. How the 
people will receive this remains to be seen. Our great-grand- 
children will see it in operas, tragedies, or melodramas, though it 
would better suit & farce. However, notwithstanding the ridicule 
of it, it did make one shudder. 

Tuesday, 22 August. I attended the House of Lords. The 
examination, by Copley, of Theodore continued, and afterwards 
cross-examined by Brougham. The Queen came into the House 
for a little less than ten minutes. She had her veil up during 
the whole of the time, with a pencil and paper in her hand. I 
should think what Brougham got out of the witness was quite 
enough to throw discredit on the whole of his evidence. He 
contradicted himself on very material points, and answered 
almost all Brougham's questions with, " Di questo non mi 
ricordo," delivered in a tone and manner that showed he was 
prepared to answer all the question and did 'not like to answer 
in that manner. One of the charges as to the indecent exhibitions 
of Mahomet was quite destroyed. Surprized to observe the 
savage spite Rogers has against the Queen, with whom he was 
once so intimate. It must be from the usual benevolence of 
his character to see misfortunes happen to those he is personally 
acquainted with, or else she must have offended him by some 

L d J. Russell owned at dinner to having written a very clever 
little book called, Essays and Sketches. He had communicated 
with no one, or even told about it either the Duke or any body 
else. It is just come out. 

I heard the Duke of Wellington and L d Anglesea both hissed 
and hooted at by the mob. Such is the reward they ought and 
will find, even from those whom they might have expected to 
find their friends. 

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Wednesday, 23^ August. Went to the House. The Queen 
there for a short time. More mob and more disposition to riot. 
The evidence not in her favor, though the scoundrel Theodore 
is nearly undone. L d Anglesea made a speech to the mob that 
hissed him. Read most of L d John's Essays, lively and full of 
thought and observation. 

Thursday, 24 August. Went to Ampthill with Mr Shuttle- 
worth. 1 Read L d John's book, which I admired very much, 
though I thought the description of ancient manners affected 
and many parts strained and forced expression, but on the whole 
lively, full of knowledge, observation and wit, but too cold and 
parental on marriage for a young man. Ampthill in beauty ; 
but I hate the country and feel positive aversion for green fields 
and bleating flocks. Staid at Ampthill till September 2. 

Wednesday, 13 September. Rode to see Lady Sarah Napier 2 
with my father. Found her perfectly clear-headed and cheerful ; 
her language very well chosen and her quickness and wit very 
remarkable for one of her age and infirmities. 

Thursday, 14 September. Rogers particularly agreable both 
morning and evening, though it is impossible not to feel certain 
that in the same manner he abuses his absent friends, his listeners 
will share the same fate when their backs are turned. He has a 
little mind, and is only capable of little thoughts, little feelings 
and little poems. He has no genius and no elevation of mind, 
and as he lives on conversation he knows the human heart well 
enough to find that no topick is so agreable as the " mal de son 
prochain." He envies everything that acquires any celebrity, 
and is now very jealous that W. Scott should be so much talked 
of and read. 

Saturday, 16 Sept. A rival wit of Madame de Stae'l, when she 
went to a masquerade as a statue and no one knew her, at last 
said, " Ah ! je reconnais le ' pied-de-Stael.' ' 

Went to Drury Lane. Kean took leave before his departure 

1 Rev. Philip Nicholas Shuttleworth (1782-1842), for some years tutor 
to Henry Fox. He was appointed Warden of New College, Oxford, in 
1822, and became Bishop of Chichester in 1840. 

2 Daughter of Charles, second Duke of Richmond, Lady Sarah Lennox 
married Sir Charles Bunbury, from whom she was divorced. In 1775 she 
married Colonel Hon. George Napier. She died in 1826, at the age of 81, 
having been practically blind for the last seventeen years of her life. 

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for America ; he did not act quite his best, and his farewell was 
bad. Went down to the Green Room. Elliston drunk and 

22 d -24 y * September. At The Grange, a very handsome house, 
formerly with a fa$ade designed by Inigo Jones, but altered by 
Mr Drummond to a copy of the Parthenon. The effect is good, 
and the house better than could be expected ; but the columns 
are not stone, and it will be impossible to make any additions. 

Mr Baring 1 is doing what only men whose heads are not 
turned by great riches can do. He makes no extraordinary 
display, but is buying up everything near him, and will in time 
have an enormous property. He has ten children. She is a 
sensible woman, tho' I do not think her pleasant. I like their 
eldest son very much ; his understanding is excellent, and if he 
has faults, they only arise from modesty and shyness. 

Labouchere 2 came there the last day with his mother, once 
a flame of Rogers', and to whom he pretends he was not unpleasing. 
Her son is wonderfully clever, but he is too well aware of it ; and 
if ever a person has the misfortune to find out they possess a 
talent, they ought to keep the secret with all the art they are 
master of and try to persuade themselves that it must be a 
mistake. He has been in Ireland : he seems disappointed with 
the beauties of it. He had just heard a violent enthusiast 
preaching. One of his phrases, talking of the rest of the world, 
were that they were, " defaulters in grace and bankrupts in the 
Gazette of heaven.'' How commercial to deliver before Barings ! ! ! 
L d Auckland and L d Caernarvon were there. 

Sunday, 8 th October. Returned to H.H. Rode in the park. 
Peers taking their weekly exercise looked unhappy. 

The whole of the following week I attended the House 
regularly, with the exception of two days that I went to Richmond 
to see Lady Affleck, who was ill. Dined one day at Lansdowne 

1 Alexander Baring (1774-1838), the owner of The Grange, created 
Baron Ashburton in 1835, second son of Sir Francis Baring, first Bart. 
He married, in 1798, Anne Louisa, eldest daughter of William Bingham, 
of Philadelphia. Their eldest boy, William Bingham, born in 1799, 
succeeded as second Lord Ashburton. 

2 Henry Labouchere (1798-1869), created Lord Taunton in 1859. 
His mother was Dorothy Elizabeth, third daughter of Sir Francis 

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House. Met D ke and D 688 of Somerset 1 and the new B p of Bristol. 2 
The D ke looks like an idiot, she like a marine, the B p like a pleasing, 
unassuming, little tidy man. Brougham and Denman came for 
Saturday and Sunday, both in high spirits. 

Sunday, 10 December, 1820. Henry and I left Salt Hill at 
about ten where we had slept the night before, and got to London 
at half-past twelve. I found my Lady at breakfast, looking ill 
and worn down, but in spirits. My father as usual the best of 
men in every way. Rogers and he drove out together ; I staid 
at home. Denman called. He had been to the Queen whom he 
found in spirits and well. She told him of Lushington's 3 marriage, 
which he had just announced to her as a secret. D. told a story 
that Jockey Bell had made use of at the Bar to shew the folly 
of common sense against learning. A father asks his son what 
he has learnt at the University. The son says that he hears 
the world goes round every night. " Impossible ! " cries the 
father, " or my duck-pond would be empty every morning." 
This brought in well had a great effect. 

A lawyer dinner : Mr and Mrs Smith, Mr Bell, Mr Brougham 
Mr Hallam, Mr B. White, Mr Scarlett, Mr Whishaw. Scarlett, 4 
with a gold snuff-box of which he was evidently proud. Broug- 
ham managed to get it, and sent it down to me with a proposal 
of changing the spelling. His crest was engraved with a laurel 
wreath and this inscription, " To James Scarlett from his Lewes " 
(or by Brougham's intended alteration, " Lewd) female friends." 
My Lady was quite determined to have out the story of the 
duck-pond, and at length succeeded by a great deal of circum- 

Little, hideous Funchal 5 came in the evening, and told too 

1 Edward Adolphus, eleventh Duke of Somerset (1775-1855). His 
first wife, Charlotte, daughter of Archibald, ninth Duke of Hamilton, 
died in 1827. 

2 John Kaye. 

3 Stephen Lushington (see ante, p. 37) married Sarah Grace, daugh- 
ter of Thomas William Carr. The Dictionary of National Biography gives 
the date of the marriage in August, 1821. 

4 James Scarlett (1769-1844), Chief Baron in 1834, after twice holding 
the post of Attorney-General. He was created Lord Abinger in 1835. 

5 Marquis de Funchal, Portuguese diplomatist, for over forty years an 
intimate friend of Lord Holland. He died in 1833. 

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many stories ; though some were good, particularly the one 
about his presentation to the Pope, where it was the custom for 
all his suite to retire and then to return to kiss H.H.'s toe. During 
their absence it occurred to him that he had taken two English- 
men who might perhaps refuse, and that would bring him into 
a terrible scrape. His description of his own fears when they 
walked in in a line was very good, " My heart was so little." 
But at last to his great surprize and pleasure he saw both his 
servants kiss the Pope's toe with more devotion than all the 
Catholic Portuguese. One of the presents the Pope has made 
him is the whole body of a martyr found in terra sancta. He 
does not know what to do with it. Henry Webster l came in the 
evening, looking well and gay, full of his succes in Scotland and 
his fortunate meeting with Miss Bod. in London, whose love is 
undiminished and whose father is unrelenting. So that what 
will be done, God knows ! The brother is dying. Had a little 
tiff with my Lady, in which Rogers had the impudence to 

Monday, n December. James Moore 2 came at breakfast, 
and found my pulse at 58 and my tongue discoloured. Such is 
the force of imagination among les medecins ! Drove out with 
Papa and saw the Panorama. Called upon Lady Affleck, and 
counted Henry W.'s shoes and boots, which are wonderful in 
point of multitude. Lady A. rather low at having no legacy 
from old Lady Clermont. On our return found my Lady estab- 
lished with all the usual paraphernalia receiving the same dull 
round of dull visitors. Wrote to George at Hardwick a dull, 
detailed letter. We were quite alone at dinner, only L d and L dy H., 
Mr A. 3 and myself. I went before dinner was over, in order to 
take Rogers and his sister, whom I found at dinner with Foscolo, 4 
having given up the play. However they at last determined to 
go, for such is the perverseness of my character that I always 

1 Lady Holland's second son by her first marriage with Sir Godfrey 
Webster. He was born in 1793, and died in 1847. His marriage with 
Grace Boddington, the daughter of Samuel Boddington, M.P. for Tralee, 
did not take place until 1824. 

2 A well-known surgeon (1763-1834), brother of Sir John Moore. 

3 John Allen. 

4 Ugo Foscolo (1778-1827), Italian writer and patriot, who came to 
England after 1815, and finally died in poverty. 

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press anything that is very disagreable to me for fear of allowing 
my wishes to be seen ; and unfortunately I succeeded in making 
them go. Rogers in a warm discussion with Foscolo about 
Dam's History of Venice, one of the few books Rogers has ever 
read and one that he consequently admires very much. His 
ignorance on the commonest subjects is every minute evident. 
He only knows little anecdotes and little events, which gives the 
air of knowing a great deal but is in itself of very little importance. 
The play was Lear, with a new man of the name of Vandenhoff, 1 
who acted the old King. I had never seen the play before, and 
was very much delighted with the magnificent passages and 
beautiful images with which it is replete. Vandenhoff is nothing 
very wonderful, but will be of use, and is better than Macready. 
Tom Thumb and the Rendezvous were farces. Liston 2 when 
dying addressed the audience, which was irresistible but a little 
overdone. The other farce was excellent, and went off admirably 
with the excellent acting of Emery, Miss Foote and Miss Beaumont. 
In the Duke of York's box were the Misses FitzClarence, Sophy 
looking in high spirits at having one sister Countess, and another 
just born heir-presumptive to the throne. 3 Mary's beauty I 
admire very much, but she looked pale and very ill. I met her 
eyes very often. Rogers full of sneers at Sharp 4 for calling 
Vandenhoff a good level actor. 

Tuesday, 12 December. Rode to Holland House with my 
father. 5 On our return met Ward 6 walking with L d Archibald 
Hamilton. General Bligh, generally called Skirmish Bligh, came 
up to speak to us ; he betrays his madness in his face and still 
more in his conversation. I was introduced to Ward, who hardly 
remembers me at Rome. 7 Dined with the Ords ; met only 

1 John M. Vandenhoff (1790-1861), of Dutch descent, though born in 
England. Up to 1820 he had acted chiefly in the West of England and 
in Liverpool. 

2 John Liston (1776 ?-i846). 

3 The Duke of Clarence's second legitimate daughter, Princess Eliza- 
beth, born in December, 1820, died the following March. 

4 Richard Sharp (1759-1835), better known as " Conversation Sharp." 
6 The Hollands in 1820 were living in Savile Row. 

6 Hon. John William Ward (1781-1833), who succeeded his father as 
fourth Viscount Dudley and Ward in 1823, and was raised to an Earldom 
four years later. He was Foreign Secretary, 1827-8. 

7 Henry Fox had been taken to Italy by his parents in 1814-15. 

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Foscolo and L d A. Hamilton. 1 The former descanted a good 
deal on English manners and the character of our feelings, &c., &c., 
with more acuteness and violence than judgment or temper. 
He said, " La vengeance est une belle passion et je la respecte 
beaucoup." He said there was no such thing as unreturned love, 
and it only existed in the fancy of poets and the brains of young 
ladies. Went with Mrs Ord to Lady Davy, 2 where we found 
Lady Holland in state upon the sofa and the ugly Abercromby 
administering her spawny flattery in more than usually studied 
phraseology. The North Pole discoverers had failed, and no 
one of celebrity was there but Tomasini, an Italian physician 
who had come over as evidence for the Queen. Lady Davy 
was so anxious and fidgetty that she could hardly sit still or find 
a moment to scold Sir Humphry. I sat by her and Sharp. 
The theatre was discussed, and exactly the same things said 
upon that old subject that have been said for the last five years. 
Sharp gave us the phrase of level actor, as I managed to bring it 
out with no little ingenuity. Ward came in the evening and sat 
by Lady Holland, to whom he solemnly denied any knowledge 
or participation in the review against Luttrell. 3 " I think any 
body justified in denying as strongly as he chooses an anonymous 
publication, but really upon my word and honor I have had 
nothing to do with it: I can assure you as a gentleman." I 
believe him, as though ill-natured he would not be so to Luttrell, 
for whom he has a liking. Lady Davy told me that the other day 
at Mr Hallam's, Lydia White, 4 on entering the room, started 
back on seeing Rogers and Foscolo. " Good God, the day of 
judgment ! The quick and the dead ! " Either from this or 
some other cause Foscolo took offence, and even began a most 
furious attack upon her to her face. 

1 Lord Archibald Hamilton (1770-1827), a great friend of Lord Holland, 
and for many years member for Lanarkshire. Youngest son of Archi- 
bald, ninth Duke of Hamilton. 

2 Jane Kerr (1780-1855), who after the death of her first husband, Sir 
Shuckburgh Apreece, in 1807, married Sir Humphry Davy (1778-1829), 
the celebrated scientist and natural philosopher. 

8 Henry Luttrell (1765 ?-i85i), natural son of the second Earl of 
Carhampton. He had just brought out Advice to Julia, a letter in rhyme, 
a society epic. 

4 The " Miss Diddle " of Byron's Blues. A wealthy Irishwoman, whose 
dinners and entertainments were well known. She died in 1827, after 
some years of ill-health. 

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13 December. Sir H. Halford came while I was at breakfast. 
He felt my pulse, shook his head, wrote a prescription and looked 
important. By all this I daresay he will do me as much good as 
if I had swallowed the same quantity of water. What a humbug 
(or as Madame de Stael called it a hugbum) it all is ! Drove out 
with my Lady, who told me all Ward's praise of Lady Cowper 
and abuse of that venomous, microscopic satirist Rogers, in 
both of which I should warmly join. A very odd report afloat 
of L d Stewart 1 having struck Metternich on the face in a violent 
passion, and that he is in consequence coming home immediately. 
Nobody at dinner but Denman, Sharp, C. Ellis. Went almost 
immediately after dinner to Covent Garden to see The Warlock 
of the Glen, a new melodrama, which was interesting but absurd, 
and not well acted. 

My mother read some dispatches which L d Bathurst had 
sent her from S fc Helena. They shew with what surveillance the 
Emperor is guarded. There is a most detailed account of a ride 
he took, his first since he has been at S fc Helena. He rode over 

early to breakfast with Sir , who is commanded to give 

an account of all that passed, which he does even with the 
minutest details of what he eat and did not eat. The Emperor 
took the children by the nose and gave them liquorice from a 
tortoiseshell box he had in his pocket. He takes men by the 
right ear ; both these tricks are marks of great favour. I can- 
not believe much in the wisdom of this gentleman he visited, 
as he enters into the most ridiculous minutiae about food and 
marmalade, &c., &c. 

14 December. Rode to Holland House with my father. No 
strangers at dinner. The story of Metternich having received 
a blow from L d Stewart is believed and uncontradicted. The 
conduct of Lady Stewart has, they say, been very bad indeed ; 
quite offensive to all Germans and not civil to the English. 
Went with my father and mother to see Vandenhoff in Sir Giles 

1 Charles William, Lord Stewart, afterwards third Marquess of London- 
derry (1778-1854), half-brother to Lord Castlereagh. He was Envoy at 
Troppau in 1820, and at Laybach in 1821. He married, in 1804, Catharine, 
daughter of John, third Earl of Darnley, who died in 1812. He married, 
secondly, Frances Anne, only daughter of Sir Henry Vane-Tempest, in 
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Overreach, which he acted worse than any actor I ever saw 
attempt the part, without dignity or fire or proper conception 
of the part. The farce was The Barber of Seville, acted very 
well indeed by Fawcett. Miss Tree x looks pretty and sings well. 

Friday, 15 December. Rode out with my father, but returned 
in a few minutes driven home by the cold East wind. Sir H. 
Halford called, and told us that the King had really been ill 
and blooded for an attack of inflammation. He says he will not 
answer for the safety of the little Princess Elizabeth for six weeks, 
her proper time of being born. Her birth was brought on by 
the hurry and fuss of Eliza FitzClarence's marriage ; as the 
Duchess is, he says, a poor wishy washy thing. 

Left nobody dining at home, and went to dine with C. Ellis, 2 
where I met Canning, Ward, D r Shooter, Mr Courtenay and his 
brother Peregrine, 3 L d Howard, 4 and another whose name I 
could not find out. They talked of Sir James Mackintosh. 
His flattering adversary praised him greatly, but said that more 
than once he had found him quoting history in a manner that 
startled him at the moment, but he bowed considering from 
what quarter it came. However, on the following morning he 
found Sir James' quotation to be either a wilful or mistaken 
vision. Canning sneered at the Queen, and contended with 
Ward that the popular feeling was deadened about her, and would 
be so still more before Parliament met. Denman was talked of. 
He said, " Poor man, you know he really is a Queenite ; and 
Brougham had nearly as much trouble to persuade him of her 
guilt, as he had to persuade the House of her innocence." He 
was not well or in spirits ; nor was his jackal very talkative. 
Found on my return Sir Robert Wilson and Brougham. The 
former told some incredible stories of his battles with serpents 

1 Ann Maria Tree (1801-62), afterwards Mrs Bradshaw. She rose to 
fame at Co vent Garden after 1819. 

2 Charles Rose Ellis (1771-1845), created Baron Seaford in 1826, after 
many years of parliamentary life in the House of Commons. 

3 Sons of Henry Reginald Courtenay, Bishop of Exeter. Thomas 
Peregrine Courtenay (1782-1841) sat in the House of Commons as member 
for Totnes. 

4 Charles Augustus, sixth Lord Howard de Walden (1799-1868), son 
of the above-mentioned Charles Rose Ellis, succeeded his maternal great- 
grandfather in the title at the age of four. He became second Baron 
Seaford on his father's death in 1845. 

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in the East. He insisted upon the Queen having 68,000 a year, 
and talked as wildly as usual. It is a pity that Walter Scott 
does not know him, for with a tartan and claymore he would 
make an admirable character for one of the novels ; though his 
wild, enthusiastic, romantic, chivalrous notions would be con- 
sidered as out of real life and exaggerated. There is something 
about him, especially since the story of Lavalette, that makes it 
impossible to see and hear him without having an admiration 
for his high spirit and enterprize, and at the same time great 
contempt for his understanding and judgment. 1 Read some of 
Matilde, which is beautiful. Received this morning a letter from 
Sandford 2 with a little sneer at me, to which I wrote an affec- 
tionate but dignified answer. Wrote also to George. 

16 December. My mother made me offer the box at Covent 
G. to Mrs Herbert, and the instant my note was safely gone 
she gave it to Sir T. Lawrence ! ! Mrs H. accepted, and I had 
to call and explain. Found her pretty, but as stupid as Mrs 
Hall. She told me that De Caze was dying to joke with L d 
Castlereagh about L d Stewart, but did not dare, as he looked so 
sulky and cross. De Caze has had the unprecedented folly to 
write a joking conversation of Mr Tierney's about Napoleon to 
his court. It has been repeated to the Emperor of Russia, 
who wants to have Tierney punished for it and when told it was 
a joke said that such subjects were not to be joked upon. How 
liberal ! How like a free-minded sovereign ! 

Drove to H d H ae with my Lady, who told me all the misfor- 
tunes of the Jamaica estate. 3 I hope to God it may flourish, 
were it only that in that case I should hear nothing of it. Keppel 
Craven came and brought Prince Cimetelli, the Ambassador from 

1 Sir Robert Wilson assisted La Valette to escape from prison and took 
him to Mons . His participation was discovered through an intercepted letter 
to Lord Grey. He was arrested, and with two other Englishmen was 
condemned to three months' imprisonment. 

2 Daniel Keyte Sandford (1798-1838), an Oxford friend of Henry Fox, 
son of Daniel Sandford, Bishop of Edinburgh, He became Professor of 
Greek at Edinburgh, was knighted in 1830, and sat in the House of 
Commons for Paisley, 1834-5. 

3 Lady Holland had a large property in Jamaica, which, in consequence 
of the emancipation of the slaves and of changed conditions in general, 
finally failed to produce any revenue at all. 

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the new Government of Naples, 1 who is as yet uncertain whether 
he will or will not be received by our court. He devotes his time 
to whist and mistresses, and never before now knew anything of 
diplomacy. George says in his letter that Lady Jersey writes 
letters out of the Psalms. It is lucky for her husband and 
his mother that Brougham and Denman did not deal in the 
" Revelations." 

Mr Smith 2 has been with an Address from Lincoln to the 
Queen. He saw her before she had received all the rest, and was 
struck with her good looks, dignity, graciousness and good 
manner far from being hardened or triumphant, and yet with 
no mock humility and affectation. The Loyal Address from 
Lincoln has quite failed, as the majority for the amendment 
was 10 to i. However they contrived to knock the whole 
meeting on the head to prevent the presentation of the amended 

Sunday, 17 December. So thick a fog that we were obliged 
to have candles all morning. Mr Calcraft told us that Young 3 
was engaged at Covent Garden for next year and four years 
afterwards. When Kemble acted Charles Surface he asked 
Sheridan his opinion of his performance. " Upon my word I 
was delighted with you. I only wished for one thing that you 
would give us a little music between your pauses." 

Whishaw 4 in the evening, with Macdonnel and Labouchere. 
How he likes protecting and being a minor sort of Msecaenas. 

18 December. Breakfasted with Henry G. and little Home. 
The former told me of Lady H. Butler's marriage to L d Belfast, 5 
a good thing for him. If anybody can get him his old, or work 

1 A military revolution in Naples and Sicily took place in July, 1820, 
against the Bourbon King, Ferdinand I. Though he had granted the 
Constitution required of him, he fled to Austria, and with the help of that 
country, and backed by the Congress of allied powers at Laybach, he 
re-established himself in March, 1821. 

2 Bobus Smith was at this time Member for Lincoln. 
8 Charles Mayne Young (1777-1856), comedian. 

4 John Whishaw (1764 ?-i84o), a constant visitor at Holland House. 

5 George Hamilton, Earl of Belfast, who succeeded his father as third 
Marquess of Donegall in 1844. The marriage did not take place until 
two years later. His future mother-in-law, Lady Glengall, was a daughter 
of James Jefferies, of Blarney Castle, co. Cork. She married Richard, 
tenth Lord Glengall, in 1793, and died in 1836. 

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him out a new, title, it is that little she-attorney Lady Glengall, 
though they say she hates her daughter so much she will try 
no more when once she is off her hands. Rode to Holland House, 
and on my return found my poor father suffering very much. 
Sir Henry Halford called and talked a great deal about his plan 
for a medical college, about which he is very anxious. He told 
us Sir Gilbert Blane 1 is dying ; he was nicknamed for his excessive 
coldness, Chilblain. His court gossip was the great favor of 
Sir W. Knighton 2 and his probability of succeeding Bloomfield, 3 
at which he was much shocked. Lady Bessborough 4 called, 
and was of course in a great hurry, and of course left her bag and 
pocket-handkerchief and smelling-bottle in the three separate rooms 
in the house she went into. 

At dinner : Mr Rogers, Sir W. Scott, Mrs Tierney. Sir 
William was amusing, though not well. He made a part of a 
little oration on Holland, which he has always at hand and has 
sometimes delivered. Mrs Tierney 5 out of spirits at the bad 
account of her horrid daughter from Florence, as she has been 
dangerously ill. Rogers took leave of us for some time ; he 
is going to a round of country-houses to find matter for satire 
and invective. How odious ! 

Tuesday, 19 December. Drove out to bazaars, &c., &c., to 
buy things for S fc Helena ; found the shops dull and empty. 
Went to H d H se . Henry G. called to take leave of me, as he 
goes tomorrow to Xchurch for a few days and thence to Cheshire. 
Dined at Charles Ellis'. Met there : Mr Hammond, Mr J. 
Ellis, Mrs J. Ellis, L d Howard, Canning. The latter was agreable. 
He talked of Canova and Chantrey and praised both amazingly ; 
said that he would rather possess Canova's Magdalen, Endymion, 

1 A well-known physician, who lived until 1834. 

2 Sir William Knighton (1776-1836), originally physician to the 
Prince, but helped him continually in business, and became his Private 
Secretary and Keeper of the Privy Purse in 1822. 

3 Benjamin Bloomfield (1768-1846), created an Irish Baron in 1825, 
sometime chief equerry to the Prince, and appointed Keeper of his Privy 
Purse in 1817. 

4 Henrietta, daughter of John, Earl Spencer, who married Frederick, 
third Earl of Bessborough (1758-1844), in 1780. She died in November, 

6 George Tierney, married Miss Miller, of Stapleton, in 1789. 

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and some other I forget, than all other works of art he ever knew. 
He said he was surprized that the Q n>B counsel did not get more 
precedents of familiarity and levity in history, and attacked the 
justness of Denman's quotations. 

Wednesday, 20 December. Rode out and called on Lady 
Affleck. Henry W. told me a droll story of Mrs Abercromby x 
at Naples insisting upon being dressed at a fancy ball as a Virgin 
of the Sun. Canning's resignation announced in the Courier. 2 
Miss Fox came from Bowood and dined with me and Papa, 
who was in great pain from his gum-boil and ear-ache. My 
Lady and Allen dined at Mrs Abercromby's. She gave us an 
account of Bowood, where Miss Edgeworth, 3 Hallam, 4 the Ords 
and the Fieldings 5 are staying. Miss Edgeworth's style of con- 
versation is exceeding flattery and praise of all connected with 
those she is speaking to, which she carries quite to a painful 

Brougham in the evening as agreable as usual, very amusing, 
but malicious about L d Grey. Miss Vernon came for an instant. 
They go, 6 poor wretches, at six tomorrow, to perform the painful 
pleasure they have vowed for life, of passing the Xmas with old 
Lady Warwick, who is at Bognor with her unweddable daughters. 

Many speculations about Canning's retreat from office. Those 
wise-acres who always see into a mill-stone, like my Lady and 
Tierney, think that more is meant than meets the eye. 

21 December. Rode out. A beautiful day. Called on Lady 
Affleck. Henry Webster unwell. He is so good-natured, obliging 
and affectionate, that I almost forget his folly and the hardness 

1 Marianne, daughter of Egerton Leigh, married James Abercromby 
(see ante, p. 36) in 1802. She died in 1874. 

2 Canning left Lord Liverpool's Government in January, 1821, on 
account of their attitude towards the Queen. He had held the post of 
President of the India Board since 1816. 

3 Maria Edgeworth, the novelist (1767-1849), a constant visitor at 
Bowood, Henry, third Lord Lansdowne's house, in Wilts. 

4 Henry Hallam (1777-1859), writer of valuable historical works. 

5 Elizabeth Theresa, eldest daughter of Henry Thomas, second Earl 
of Ilchester, married Charles Fielding, subsequently Rear-Admiral, in 
1804, after the death of her first husband, William Talbot, of Lacock 
Abbey. She died in 1844. 

6 Miss Vernon and Miss Fox. Lady Warwick was Miss Vernon's 
eldest sister. 

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of his manner and like him very much. Wrote to poor Henry 
at Ch. Ch., whose solitude I pity very much. That is one of 
the minor misfortunes of life that / can never put up with. 
Only my Lord and my Lady at dinner. Allen at Dulwich. 
Finished the Midnight Wanderer, a bad but interesting novel ; 
the story so absurd that it provokes one. Read the review of 
Belzoni l in the Quarterly, which, tho' it gives a false impression 
of the book and author, is in itself very instructive and amusing. 
Mrs Abercromby took me to Mrs Tighe's, 2 where I found 
Lydia, with whom I had a long conversation. Were she not so 
very anxious to attract notice, her conversation would be good 
and amusing. Lady Caroline Lamb came. Her eyes were fixed 
upon me for some time, but I avoided bowing or speaking. 
Ward was attacked about the review against Luttrell as being 
the author. " No indeed," said he, "I have not even read the 
book. I took it up, but saw there were no breaks, no divisions, 
that it must be read straight through like a long stage of 19 
miles without mile-stones or halfway houses. I like mile-stones, 
or even half mile-stones as on the King's roads. Now look ! 
How much more considerate Rogers has been in his little poem 
of The Columbiad a pretty little jewel of about 200 lines. He 
has divided that into five books, with contents and argument 
and every thing but an explanation, which it stands most in need 
of." Some one then asked him about Human Life* " Oh ! 
no, no. I have not read that; I stopped at The Columbiad." 
Rogers's character was then discussed, and Ward made a tirade 
against him, of which I have heard parts quoted, and was I 
suppose prepared ; but certainly it was very clever, very eloquent 
and very just. Rogers's only friend in the room was Miss Grattan, 
in which she was quite right ; for if there are any people he is 
attached to and considers secured from the poisonous venom of 
his slanderous tongue, it is that family. He had a great venera- 

1 Giovanni Battista Belzoni (1778-1823), actor, engineer, and traveller, 
writer of a book on his recent discoveries in Egypt. He died at Benin, 
while engaged in a voyage of exploration. A native of Padua, he first 
came to England in 1803. 

2 Marianne, daughter of Daniel Gahan, of Coolquil, co. Tipperary, 
married William Tighe (1766-1816), of Woodstock, co. Kilkenny, in 1793. 
She died in 1853. She wrote a once popular poem, Psyche. 

3 Another of Rogers's poems. 

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tion for the father, and a sort of affection (if he is capable of 
such feeling) for the children. 

On my return found Mrs Lamb 1 and Lady Bessborough. 
Lady Davy followed me from Mrs Tighe's. 

22 December. At dinner : Count and Countess Bourke, 
Prince Cimetelli, L d A. Hamilton, Dr Holland, L d Normanby. 
The Prince seemed stupid. His wig over the front of his head was 
very ugly, and being black made a great contrast with his grey 
locks. He wanted to go out with the ladies. Mrs Brougham 
and Lady Davy in the evening. 

23 d December. Went to H. H. with my Lady. Dined at 
Harrington House, where I was much amused with the empty 
folly but good humour of the whole family. The dinner and 
the whole establishment quite unlike any thing else. The dinner 
was not plentiful, but was good. The tea was what abounded 
most, but to my surprize was not good. After dinner and wine, 
for dessert was not put upon the table, we went to the drawing 
room, where we found two square tables with the cloths laid 
and tea things. L d Petersham, L d Stanhope, his son and Leicester 
and Fitzroy Stanhope. 2 L d Stanhope was very disagreable and 
noisy, full of pedantry about Germans and Germany : quite 
tiresome on the subject. He had a beautiful dog and a very 
affected, shortsighted boy with him. 

Friday, 29 December. Drove to H d H 8e , where I was amused 
to observe how innate pride is. An unfortunate solitary member 
of the steward's room is left there, and she told us with the 
pomposity of a Somerset or a Hamilton that she would sooner 
starve than disgrace herself by eating with her fellow-servants 
of the servants' hall. Mr Davison, 3 a clever little man, called 
upon my father about the book he is publishing of L d Walde- 

1 Caroline St Jules, who married Hon. George Lamb (1784-1834), 
son of Peniston, first Viscount Melbourne, in 1809. 

2 Charles, third Earl of Harrington (1753-1829), married Jane, daughter 
of Sir John Fleming. She died in 1824. Charles, Viscount Petersham 
(1780-1851), succeeded his father as fourth Earl, and was in his turn 
succeeded by his third brother, Leicester Stanhope (1784-1862), as fifth 
Earl. Fitzroy Stanhope was their fourth brother. 

Philip Henry, fourth Earl Stanhope (1781-1855), represented the elder 
branch of the family. By his wife, Catherine Lucy, daughter of Robert, 
first Lord Carrington, he had two sons, the eldest of whom, Philip Henry, 
succeeded him in the titles. 3 Thomas Davison, printer, 

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grave's and L d Orford's Memoirs. He told us he had two more 
cantos of Don Juan, and that L d Byron wrote word that the 
5th was already written. 

Read with my father the 3 d book of Ovid's Metamorphosis. 
The simplicity, ease and grace of the style, with, at the same time, 
perfect perspicuity and brevity, is quite delightful. The stories 
of Europa and of Narcissus are not surpassed in any poet ancient 
or modern. At dinner : The Duke of Argyll, L d Aberdeen, 
L d A. Hamilton, G. Anson, Payne Knight, Shuttleworth. Payne 
Knight talked at dinner as much as the enormous food he devoured 
would allow him. He entirely crushed a story that was about 
to be told as a recent event, by saying, " Oh ! that is very old, 
a thousand years and more ; it is in Lucian." After dinner the 
Scotch novels were discussed. L d Aberdeen 1 told us that at 
a large party L d Liverpool in a fit of absence had asked Walter 
Scott across the table which of them he liked best, which puzzled 
the poet very much. After long consideration, " Why according 
to report I should be far from an impartial judge." 

Sunday, last of 1820. At dinner : D. of Leinster, D. of 
Argyll, L d W. Fitzgerald, Mr Belzoni, Dr Holland. Belzoni 
after dinner gave us a very amusing account of his travels, 
and explained to us the prints and what his fancy and belief 
about them is. L d Thanet 2 came in the evening and was much 
pleased with th is most wonderful man ; but what surprized us 
most was L d T.'s great knowledge about Egyptians and Copts 
and all the different tribes. He gave us an account of Woburn, 
from whence he is just come and delighted with all there. John 
Bull, the infamous new publication against all ladies who have 
been to the Queen, was discussed. 3 Brougham, who came in, 
said that whatever means were taken to stop him, they should 
not be such as to bring on a trial, which would make them be 

1 George, fourth Earl of Aberdeen (1784-1860), for many years Presi- 
dent of the Society of Antiquaries. He held the Foreign Office and other 
posts under Wellington and Peel, and was Prime Minister, 1852-5. 

2 Sackville, ninth Earl of Thanet (1769-1825). He was noted for his 
sarcastic speeches in the House of Lords, and the Duke of Bedford, writing 
to Lord Holland, spoke of him as " un homme a bile as well as un 
homme habile." 

8 Lord Holland wrote of it a few months later as "A dirty, common 
sewer of libels." 


istjan., 1821. Dined at Harrington House ; neither host nor 
hostess appeared at dinner. Lady Euston 1 there ; was, as usual, 
looking beautiful, though her mouth is rabbitty ; she almost fainted 
after dinner either for effect or illness, but I think the latter. 
L d Petersham came in in the middle of dinner, as if he had 
been much engaged. Poor man ! He has nothing to do, and 
spends his morning in snuff and tea shops and his evenings at 
the theatre, and yet is happy and contented. We dined in the 
drawing-room and sat in the dining-room such is the oddity of 
the family. John Bull talked of ; all of them seemed charmed 
at the abuse of D chss of Bed., and inclined to furnish more 
materials. There was the most extraordinary little man there, 
an Irishman in L d Harrington's regiment, who was the butt of 
the whole party and seems to have held that office time out of 
mind. They took him one Sunday down to Greenwich and 
passed off L d Alvanley for Wilberforce, which for some time 
he would not believe, till L d A. refused paying the bill on a 
Sunday as wicked. "Ah! then indeed that's him, niggardly 
and religious ! " 

2 d Jan. I staid at home all day and read Horace Walpole's 
published Correspondence, which is one of the most amusing 
books I ever read. C. Ellis called and told us of a letter of 
Canning's to his constituents at Liverpool, with his reasons in 
eight pages for resigning, but which he begs may not be made 
public. How absurd to write in confidence to the town of 
Liverpool ! Nobody at dinner. Passed the whole evening quite 

1 Mary Caroline, daughter of Adm. Hon. Sir George Cranfield Berkeley, 
married, in 1812, Henry, Earl of Euston (1790-1863), who succeeded his 
father as fifth Duke of Graf ton in 1844. 


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alone all reading at the four corners of the room, till the ill- 
starred Cimetelli came and bored about Naples, which is going 
to the devil. Berkeley and Keppel Craven 1 called in the 
morning. The former is from Middleton, 2 whose fair Countess 
has turned devote, and wants to prevent the Jockey Club 
meeting on Mondays as it occasions so much travelling on 

3 d Jan. Mary 3 came from Bo wood looking in beauty and 
health. She is overflowing in gratitude to Lady Lansdowne, 4 
and is not yet aware that excessive warmth and empressement 
of manner disguises the coldest heart and least affectionate 
feelings. L d G. Somerset 5 called, and talked affectedly and 
bluishly " congeniality of souls." Little puppy ! He is justly 
said to be like a French governess who has learnt several books 
of French Memoirs by heart and translates little sentences into 
English. At dinner : Duke of Argyll, L d Thanet, E. Anson, 
Mrs Tierney, Mrs Motteux, Mr Campbell. Campbell 6 sat next 
to me. His voice is sharp and querulous, his ideas vulgarly 
conceited. He took all my bread and all my glasses, spilt half 
his dinner into my lap, and then fished for a compliment for his 
New Monthly Magazine, which I was determined he should not 
extract. He admired, praised, or was pleased with no place, 
book, or person that was mentioned during dinner, except an 
idea of his own, which he most particularly eulogized and from 
which, he says, L d Byron has taken the notion of his poem 
Darkness : something abstruse and metaphysical about the last 
man in the universe seeing the ships go on the sea without 
sailors, and a great deal more of it, which he squeaked into 
my inattentive ear, loudly complaining of L d B.'s theft. How 

1 Sons of William, sixth Baron Craven, and Elizabeth, daughter of 
Augustus, fourth Earl of Berkeley. She married the Margrave of Branden- 
burg -Anspach a month after Lord Craven's death in 1791. Keppel Craven 
was a constant visitor to Italy, and died in Naples in 1851. 

2 Lord Jersey's home in Oxfordshire. 

3 His sister, Hon. Mary Fox, born in 1806. 

4 Louisa Emma, youngest daughter of Henry Thomas, second Earl of 
Ilchester, married Henry, third Marquess of Lansdowne, in 1808. She 
died in 1851. 

5 Lord Granville Somerset (1792-1848), son of Henry Charles, sixth 
Duke of Beaufort. 

6 Thomas Campbell (1777-1844), poet, and man of letters. 

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odious all authors are, and how doubly so to each other! 
Tierney gave a lively and witty description of L d Essex's 1 
alterations, for improvements they can not be called, at Cassiobury. 
He means to heat the library by steam. The machine is to be 
regulated night and day underground by an old man who lives 
there with a mackaw, once the property of the banished Countess. 
How he wishes the mistress of it were underground too ! 

Monday, 8 Jan. During the ensuing week I went for two 
days to Woburn with my father, in order to attend the Bedford- 
shire meeting. We went to breakfast at Amp thill, where the 
Flahaults received us. 2 Old aunt Mary, as they call her, was 
there, and put me very much in mind of Matthews's Scotch 
woman. The Duke spoke first. Nothing could be better ; he 
was too warm about Reform, a silly, idle phantom which many 
adore because they do not understand. Omne ignotum pro 
magnifico est. W m Whitbread seconded. My father followed, 
and made a speech full of moderation, feeling and wit. They 
luckily had two men who opposed, and luckily one of them was 
heard. My father answered him, and praised him for his honesty, 
intrepidity and good motives ; and commented very much upon 
the assembly having allowed him to speak, in order to show 
how very temperate and moderate they all were. L d John's 3 
speech was short and full of point and neatness, for which he 
is always remarkable. 

On Sunday, 14, I dined at Lady Davy's. D. De Gaze was 
there, and what I saw of him I rather liked. His face is hand- 

1 George, fifth Earl of Essex (1757-1839). His first wife, whom he 
married in 1786, was Sarah, daughter of Henry Bazett, and widow of 
Edward Stephenson. She died in 1838. Lord Essex's alterations do 
not seem to have proved a complete success as far as Lady Holland was 
concerned, judging from a letter from him to her, dated March 18, 1824 : 
" I trust I shall not hear any more from you of being roasted, stewed, 
boiled and fried at Cassiobury. What is all my apparatus of steam-boilers, 
flues and grid-irons ? Has the effluvia which you inhaled for hours of 
the perspiring Tory and anti-catholic, unclean, unwashed representative 
at the seat of Wortley Montague added to the tortures of Castlereagh's 
English and hypocritical falsehoods ? " 

2 Ampthill was at this time lent to the Flahaults. " Aunt Mary " 
would seem to be Lord Keith's eldest sister, who never married. One of 
the comedian Charles Mathews' best impersonations in his Trip to Paris, 
produced in 1819, was that of a Scotch woman, 

3 Lord John Russell. 

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some, though he is too fat and looks rather vulgar. He abused 
the old King of Naples, and he is, they say, a great friend of the 
new Government there. Ward dined there too and was very 
pleasant and witty, full of his sneers about Reform and the Whigs. 
L d Byron writes to Murray the wildest letters. The last was an 
abuse of Gaily Knight. 1 " I would rather," says he, after two 
pages of invective, " be anything, I would rather be a Gaily pot, 
a Gaily slave, or anything than a Gaily Knight." 

Lydia White in the evening. " My poor dear friend, Miss 
Godwin. Heaven knows what has become of her ! She set 
out for the continent with the intention of getting with child 
by a man of genius. When she found access to L d Byron, she 
said, ' A thousand pardons for my frequent attempts to see you, 
but I have long wished to behold you, tho' I have not the honor 
of being personally acquainted ; but let it suffice for an intro- 
duction to say, / am an atheist.' " 2 

Monday, 15. Rogers at dinner, returned from all his visits 
in the country. L d Spencer, at Althorp, has put up a picture 
of Spenser, the poet, with this line out of his works 
"And I the meanest of this noble race." 

It is put up, they say, to shew the connection between them. 
" Not a flattering mode," said Rogers, " I daresay if he was alive 
they would take no notice of him : that is the way always. 
He might starve ; for the noblest of the noble race he would 
not care." Notwithstanding this little specimen of his illhumour, 
the dead-living poet was in very good temper, and was very 
agreable indeed. 

I read Kenilworth. Nothing W. Scott writes can be bad 
(except The Monastery), but the impression it leaves is quite 
horrible and disgusting, for the manner of her death is revolting 
to all feeling. 

1 Henry Gaily Knight (1786-1846), traveller and writer on architec- 
ture. He entered Parliament in 1824. See the Works of Lord Byron 
(ed. Prothero), v. 68. 

2 There seems to be some confusion in these remarks, which are 
apparently to be attributed to Miss Lydia White. Fox seems to have 
taken them to refer to William Godwin's daughter, Mary, who married 
Shelley, whereas they really apply to his step-daughter, Jane Clairmont, 
who acted much in the way related above (see her letters to Byron, Works 
of Lord Byron, iii. 427), and was the mother of " Allegra." Her advances, 
however, were made in England before he left for Italy. 

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I have been too lazy to continue this, but begin again (Heaven 
alone knows for how long) the day I left Oxford in the beginning 
of April. 

At Oxford. Monday, April g. Got up early to go to Collec- 
tions. Went to the Sub-Dean's table, and was examined by 
Short. Old Jekyll and his son came into Hall to be entered. 
He told me he had dined two days before at L d Blessington's, 
and met my father and the D. of York, seven Opposition peers 
and no mention of the Army Estimates. Set off half before one, 
went in Mr Stapleton's carriage with Henry, George, Wortley 
and Home. I went outside with George for two stages between 
Henley and Salt Hill. The view beautiful and the day delicious. 
Wortley l was cross and indifferent, and in his most disagreable 
of humours. Got to H. H. hours before dinner. Found my Lady 
dressing and my dear little Mary looking heavenly, her hair grown 
and of a beautiful colour. She seemed more at her ease than 
I have generally seen her when with my Lady. At dinner we 
had : L d Grey, Marsh, Rogers, Miss Fox. The poet was out 
of humour, and said in an aside to my Lady that he was du trop 
and not wanted. The fact is he hates the noble Earl. Mary 
appeared after dinner. The trip is now openly talked of, and 
as certainly to take place at the end of this month. 2 Miss Fox 
proper about Augusta Greville's marriage, 3 pretending that she 
has no reason to be happy to leave her family. Among and 
amongst were discussed by Rogers and Marsh 4 ; the latter word 
the poet calls an innovation and not to be found often in Milton 
and Shakespeare. 

April 10. Got up very early to see Mary. At breakfast 
all very rural, and talked of nothing but violets, primroses and 
nightingales. My Lady did not appear. I went out with her 
in the whiskey. She told me that her opinion of Peel is not great. 
She heard his speech on the Catholics. Her account of him I 

1 John Wortley (1801-55), son of James Archibald Stuart Wortley, 
later first Baron Wharncliffe. He succeeded his father in the title in 1845. 

2 The Hollands' projected expedition to Paris. 

3 Miss Fox's cousin, Lady Augusta Greville, Lady Warwick's daughter, 
married Heneage, fifth Earl of Aylesford, a fortnight later. 

4 Rev. Matthew Marsh, a friend of the Holland and Carlisle families, 
and at one time tutor to Henry Fox. He held livings in Lord Holland's 
gift, and died in 1840. 

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should think very correct and true that he is like a boy brought 
up at a small academy, who has been considered a sort of prodigy 
with great assistance in private from the master. Went with 
my Lady to town to Lady Affleck ; staid ages there. The Ladies 
Fitzpatrick 1 came, as hateful and hideous as of old, stinking, 
spitting and howling, as they have done for the last forty years. 
L d Petersham's affair is patched up by a letter of Colonel Palmer's 
in the Morning Post, which says as little in as many words as 
possible. 2 L d P., when he has any intrigue in hand, wears spurs 
with a hat upon them, the emblem of silence and right. His 
friends and family knew that something was in the wind by seeing 
him wearing these constantly for the last three weeks. Miss 
Vernon shewed me a bracelet with a beautiful emerald set in 
diamonds that she has bought for Augusta Greville ; it cost 
100. The marriage is to be in St George's and to take place 

At dinner : L d and L y Lansdowne, F. Ponsonby, Rogers, 
Luttrell, Marsh, three selves. Went to the Opera with F. Pon- 
sonby, 3 first to L y Cowper's 4 box, where L y O. and L d Melbourne 
were. He stood before us the whole of the first ballet, and we 
might as well have been at Jericho. Henry introduced me to 
his mother, 5 who has a beautiful expression of countenance and 
must have been beautiful. I do not admire his sister ; her mouth 
spoils her face. The ballet was beautiful. Noblet is by far 
the most graceful woman I ever saw. Standish was in raptures. 
Her price is 5,000. L d Darlington will not pay so high a second 

1 Lady Anne and Lady Gertrude Fitzpatrick, daughters of John, second 
Earl of Upper Ossory, Henry Fox's great-uncle. They both died the 
same year 1842. 

2 Lady Holland wrote on April 3 : " Lord Petersham's amours are 
not so innocent as have been supposed. ... I hate propagating scandal, 
but entre nous his lordship has met with some smart chastisement on his 
slim, pretty figure." 

3 Second son of Frederick, third Earl of Bessborough, afterwards a 
Major-General and K.C.B. (1783-1837). He was badly wounded at 

4 Amelia, daughter of Peniston, first Viscount Melbourne, married, 
in 1805, Peter Leopold, fifth Earl Cowper (1778-1837). After his death, 
she married Lord Palmerston in 1839, and died in 1869. 

5 Lady Charlotte Greville, daughter of William, third Duke of Port- 
land. Her daughter, Harriet Caroline Greville, married Lord Francis 
Leveson-Gower, afterwards first Earl of Ellesmere. 

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time. L y Worcester was in ecstacies at the D. of Wellington's 
goodnature in giving her an apartment in Apsley House, which 
will enable her to live in town. 1 The D. of Devonshire had 
Leopold in his box the whole night rather a visitation but 
very goodnatured. I did not venture there. A Prince and a 
deaf man were too repulsive. L 7 Castlereagh 2 was with a golden 
tiara like a Priestess of the Sun ; such a figure I never beheld. 
Set little Home down and got home at two. 

April ii. At breakfast Allen had the proof sheets of his 
review on L d Redesdale 3 ; one sentence is illnatured personally 
to him. It is rather like the sentence upon Luttrell in the 
Quarterly. Rogers in the presence of the latter, with his usual 
goodnature, praised it for its wit and style, adding, " Very like 
Ward," as that is what he is anxious he should believe. My Lady 
ill with her heart. L d Londonderry is dead, which makes L d C. 
be returned for some new borough and so delays business in the 
House. 4 A flying and false report of Bergami's arrival. 5 At 
dinner : D 3se and D. de Frias, D. and D" of Leinster, L d and L y 
Jersey, Prince Cimetelli, Mrs Pollen, L. Stanhope, Luttrell, 
Marsh. Calcraft 6 is staying for health, but does not dine with 
us. He is under Verity and dines in the middle of the day. I 
think he is sensible and pleasant, and I admire his good works 
very much, especially now he is ill. The little Frias 7 kicked and 
spit less at my Lady than he did at his debut here, but was absurd ; 
he is not without some degree of sense. He called the Neapolitan 
revolution in an aside to my father, leering at poor Cimetelli, 

1 Lady Worcester was the Duke's niece. She died the following May. 

2 Emily Anne, daughter of John, second Earl of Buckinghamshire, 
married Lord Castlereagh in 1794. She died in 1829. 

3 A pamphlet on the " Report from the Lords Commissioners . . . 
touching the dignity of the peer." John Freeman Mitford (1748-1830), 
Speaker of the House of Commons in 1801, was created Lord Redesdale 
in 1802. Allen's article on it appeared in the Edinburgh Review. 

4 The Londonderry peerage being Irish, Lord Castlereagh still remained 
in the House of Commons after succeeding to the titles, and sat for Oxford. 
He had previously sat for co. Down. 

5 As witness in Queen Caroline's trial. 

' John Calcraft, the younger (1765-1831), at this time M.P. for Ware- 
ham, son of John Calcraft who turned against his benefactor, Henry, first 
Lord Holland, after 1762. Granby Calcraft was his younger brother. 

7 Duque de Frias (1783-1851), Spanish Ambassador in London, who 
married Dona Marianna de Silva, daughter of the Marques de Santa Cruz. 

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" Opera Buff a, Opera Buff a." His wife is certainly intelligent, 
and were she not the image of M de Belloc, I should think her good- 
looking. She was in black velvet with magnificent emerald 
earrings. Her Grace of Leinster 1 was less quizzical than is usual 
for one of that family ; she only had a breastplate of bugles. 
The Empress Sarah 2 was not in very good health, but was not 
silent. L y Bathurst 3 went to L y Castlereagh the other day 
with her usual doucereux manner, Oh ! dear, she was so unhappy ; 
what could she do. "The world say L d Fife 4 was to marry L y 
G. What can I do ? " " Why," answered the corpulent 
Viscountess, who hates her like poison at bottom, " the world 
will talk ; you cannot stop them. But I would not go every 
opera night to his box." L y B. and her daughters are always 
there, and the best of it is she says she goes in order to show 
him she is not mean enough to cut him when he is turned out. 
She and her daughters went to see Noblet in the Green-Room, 
much to her annoyance. They were not commonly civil to 
her ; stared with all their eyes, and never bowed, curtsied or 
spoke. L y Jersey was horror-struck at the impropriety of such 
a proceeding, and I think justly so. 

April 12. Heard of Charles 5 at Bologna on the 3ist of last 
month from Mr Bingham, who saw him there. Vernon came ; 
he says Almack's was empty, notwithstanding all the rubbish 
L y Jersey told me she had admitted. The D. and D 8S of Clarence 
there, and Peel danced with a variety of people and will soon be 
the fashion. Heaven forefend ! Rode to town ; called on the 
Morpeths. 6 L d M. with the gout in his knee ; she fatigued and 
with cold. Sneyd, D. of D. and L d Clare I found there. At 

1 Charlotte Augusta, daughter of Charles, third Earl of Harrington, 
married Augustus Frederick, third Duke of Leinster (1791-1874), in 1818. 
She died in 1859. 

2 Lady Jersey. 

3 Georgina, sister of Charles, fourth Duke of Richmond, married 
Henry, third Earl Bathurst, in 1789. Her daughter, Louisa Georgina, 
never married. 

4 James, fifth Earl of Fife (1776-1857) never married again after his 
wife's death in 1805. 

5 Charles Fox. 

8 George, Viscount Morpeth, afterwards sixth Earl of Carlisle (1773 
1848). He succeeded to the titles on his father's death in 1825, having 
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dinner -.Gibson, Standish, G. Fortescue, Luttrell, Marsh, Cal- 
craft. Rather pleasant after dinner. My Lady cheerful and in 
high good humour. My Lord came in the middle of dinner 
from the H. of L. Grampound'again, which they have hopes of. 1 
L d Duncannon went up to the D. of Norfolk and told him that 
he and many others had ineffectually canvassed L d Lucan for 
the Catholicks, but if he would, perhaps L d L. might relent. 
How awkward he must have felt when he remembered what a 
mistake he had made. 2 

Friday, April 13. Rode to town, and in the park with R. 
Abercromby. 3 No news. The Queen has taken the salary from 
young Wilson, and says she will pay none till her whole household 
is settled. John Bull is, / hear, worse than ever. Mr. Becher's 4 
speech at the Theatrical Fund dinner was very good indeed, 
full of feeling and good taste, and besides beautifully delivered. 
He speaks well, I believe, in Parliament. Miss Hallande sang 
also, and showed great want of taste but a magnificent voice. 
Canning called at H. H. with C. Ellis while I was out ; a sort of 
farewell visit before our departure ; nothing could go off better 
than it did. I found the Vice-Chancellor 5 and my mother 
tete-a-tete on my return. He is to a degree pleasant, but so 
judicial and so precise that it is in the long run absurd and 
fatiguing. He talked of the Jerseys' affairs, which are, I fear, in 
a terrible state, and will be deplorable if they lose the cause 
now pending, which it seems to me he not only thinks but 
even wishes in return for the squibs and jokes against him. 

We had rather a motley dinner : L d Thanet, A. Maitland, 

1 A measure carried through by Lord John Russell for the disenfran- 
chisement of the Borough of Grampound. 

2 Richard, second Earl of Lucan, had married, in 1794, Elizabeth 
daughter of Henry, last Earl of Fauconberg, the divorced wife of Bernard 
Edward Howard, who succeeded his cousin as twelfth Duke of Norfolk 
(1765-1842) in 1815. 

8 Ralph Abercromby (1803-68), who succeeded his father, James 
Abercromby, as second and last Lord Dunfermline in 1858. He held many 
diplomatic posts. 

4 William Wrixon Becher (1780-1850), Member of Parliament. Created 
a Baronet in 1831. He married Elizabeth O'Neill, the celebrated actress, 
in 1819. 

6 Sir John Leach (1760-1834), Vice-Chancellor from 1818 till 1827, 
when he was appointed Master of the Rolls. 

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Mr Chantrey ; slept, Mr Cranston, L y Affleck, G. Fortescue, 
L d Morpeth, Marsh, Calcraft, three selves. I sat next to Anthony 
M., 1 who told me he thought all Charles's love nonsense, and so 
far from being a cause of sorrow he thinks the young lady's 
marriage will be as great a relief as it is an escape. However 
I do not believe all that. I am truly glad it is at an end without 
any blame attaching to him. We had an architectural conversa- 
tion after dinner about the Stroud bridge, which is certainly the 
finest in the world ; the material (Devonshire granite) of the 
upper part is bad and coarse. Chantrey told us that he has an 
enormous block of granite coming in order to make a bust, of 
what or of whom he would not tell. It is to be larger than the 
Memnon in the Museum : in fact quite collossal. Calcraft gave 
me an amusing account of his sejour at St Giles' (L d Shaftesbury) 
in Dorsetshire, where they all are so shockingly bullied by the 
Earl (as they call him). 2 He will allow no one to go upon the 
great staircase but the girls ; and when they found Calcraft had 
been down it by accident, they were horrified and cautioned him. 
Some more letters from Mr Palmer about L d P. ; a duel must take 
place now, I should think, inevitably. The bets are against L d 
Petersham being one of the principals. Mr Cranston's head is 
by far the most remarkable I ever saw. He looks sickly, and 
I do not think the least clever ; he has no eyebrows or eyelashes. 
L d Morpeth was very uneasy with gout in the knee, and seemed 
oppressed and ill. 

14 April. Breakfasted with Mary and L y Affleck. Amused 
at the latter's jealousy of Miss Fox ; very unjust, but natural 
and pardonable. Did not the rebound fall on poor little Mary 
I should be diverted at it, but she suffers for all the caprices and 
tempers of L T A. and doublefold. Dear girl, she grows more 
lovely daily, and her sense, discretion and strength of mind 
surprize and enchant me more and more every hour I see her. 
My Lady ill with her heart. I hope it is bile, but I begin to be 
rather alarmed about it. She makes herself miserable, and takes 
fifty fancies into her head. Rode to town, chiefly with Ralph. 
Went with Sir H. Halford to the Opera. I thought he never 

1 Hon. Anthony Maitland (1785-1863), second son of James, eighth 
Earl of Lauderdale. He succeeded his brother as tenth Earl in 1860. 

2 Cropley Ashley, sixth Earl of Shaftesbury (1768-1851). 

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would have done repeating Latin epitaphs. Determined to hurt 
his courtly ears by talking very Queenish language. Chiefly with 
Lady Jersey, who was not in her usual spirits, but always kind, 
affectionate and pleasant. How envious the world is to hate 
and abuse so amiable and so warm-hearted a person. Went to 
L y Charlotte Greville ; found the Butcher l there. He has behaved 
with great kindness to L y Worcester ; and if from no other real 
intentions, I shall like him for it. My mind I shall then believe 
to be unprejudiced and candid, when I can allow myself to admire 
for any virtue, public or private, the bloody instrument which has 
overthrown the child of liberty, the glory of France and the hero 
of our own times, to restore the vile dulness of legitimate fools 
and bigotted priests. I never was shyer and stupider ; dreadful 
crowd and squeeze. Took Home home, and returned at two. 
Tancredi, the new woman, failed. 

17 April. Drove to town with my Lady ; called on M de de 
Flahault, whose lying-in approaches fast. She does not wish for 
a son, for fear L d Keith should fix all on him and leave her and 
the daughters to fish for themselves. We were there when the 
servants by mistake refused L d and L y K., whom she has been 
anxiously expecting for six days. We were very much provoked 
and annoyed. 

Only Mr Calcraft, L y Georgina and Allen at dinner. My 
Lord at the House. When the carriage went for him at twelve 
I went with it. Came just at the end of L d Lansdowne ; heard 
the Doctor, L d Ashburton, L d Somers. 2 The division was 
agitating. The Contents who went below the Bar, looked double 
the number. But we were beat by 59. Shocking ! The K g used 
his influence. In the Commons, Hobhouse made a violent attack 
on Canning. The latter came to the Lords when I was there, 
seemed abstracted and thoughtful either writing a challenge or a 
speech. I hope the latter. Sneyd told me that last night during 
the D. of Sussex's speech he heard one man say to another, 
" H.R.H. is deep in the Councils of Trent." " I wish," said his 
friend, " it were the river." The House crowded with women : 

1 The Duke of Wellington. 

2 The debate on the second reading of the Bill for the removal of 
Catholic disabilities, which, on the motion of Mr Plunkett, had already 
passed the Commons. By " the Doctor " Lord Sidmouth is meant. 

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D 88 of Richmond, Ladies Blessington, Mansfield, Arundel, G. 
Fane and Miss Seymour, who looked beautiful, which I never 
thought her before. Not over till half -past three. Got home 
and supped with my Lord, broad daylight. Talked of deep 
subjects and found concurrence of belief or rather of non-belief. 
My Lady heard from Charles, Milan, 3 d April. 

Saturday, 21 April. Rode to town ; saw only L y Affleck. 
Sir C. Grey l was just going to his appointment in India when his 
brother came down to Portsmouth, told him that Miss Jervoise 
of 60,000 had changed her mind and would marry him and go. 
He lost his passage, paid 1,000, and is only waiting for her to 
be of age. Very romantic and extraordinary for such a fright. 
Had a long letter from Henry from Woburn, where there \\ere 
eight women at dinner and none ugly. Brougham and D. of 
Wellington will meet, rather oil and vinegar, but Brougham will 
no doubt conform. Were he to meet Solomon, he would soon 
humbug him. His talents are wonderful. 

Sir James, L y and Miss Mackintosh, L d Spencer, Stair, A. 
Hamilton, Mrs Tierney, De Ros, Abercrombies. Never saw 
W m de Ros 2 before ; his manners are very pleasing, the image of 
his father. He does not seem the least affected, and spoke very 
naturally about his degree ; he is very handsome, and something 
like F. Leveson. L y Mack. 3 was a great gig hat and feathers, 
plaited cord, and very quizzical indeed. She loves Mrs Jeffrey, 
and was affected at Sandford's testimonials. How easily are her 
passions excited ! L d Petersham and Mr Webster fought this 
morning at Kingston, interchanged harmless shots, and then were 
reconciled. They have taken their time to make up their minds. 
Heard from Charles, 16 April, Paris, lingering and dawdling. 
Provoking boy, he will get into her Ladyship's black books even 
before arriving. 

1 Charles Edward Grey (1785-1865), knighted in 1820. He held 
several Judgeships in India, and was subsequently Governor of Barbados, 
and of Jamaica. His wife was daughter of Sir S. C. Jervoise, later Governor 
of Jamaica. 

2 Hon. William Lennox Lascelles de Ros (1797-1 874), son of Charlotte, 
Baroness de Ros and Lord Henry Fitzgerald. He succeeded his elder 
brother as twenty-third Baron in 1839. 

3 Catharine, daughter of John Allen, of Cresselly, who became Sir 
James's second wife in 1798. 

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Thursday, 3 d May. Took leave of Mary, Henry W. and 
Charles ; a more disagreable leave-taking than ever, on account 
of Charles' short stay with us. 1 Mary looked beautiful, seemed 
in spirits, and said she should like to meet us. I hope she will. 
Set off at a little after two. Mr Luttrell came in deep mourning 
for his father. 2 Henry W. rode by our carriage to Grosvenor Place. 

Saturday, 5 May. Sailed in the P ce Leopold, Capt. Rogers, 
at a J past eleven. Had most beautiful calm weather ; only four 
hours and a quarter. L d Anson 3 followed us close. Found L y 
Gwydyr, who is waiting for our packet ; she left Paris on Sunday. 
The Russians are to be at Turin in June ; they are in numbers 
140,000. The D 8se de Berri 4 has recovered her spirits, and is 
going about to amuse herself in every direction. She rides hard 
and a great deal, much to the alarm and annoyance of her ladies, 
who are obliged to follow as close as they can. 

May 22, St Germain. Fazakerley and Mons. Gallois and 
L d H. Fitzgerald came over from Paris to dine with us. We had 
letters from England. London seems to have had a terrible gloom 
thrown over it by poor L y Worcester's death. The King is going 
to dine at Devonshire House, and Lansdowne House is talked of. 
Sir C. Stuart 5 came to us late in the evening, after one of his own 
dinners, and went back very gallant of him. The Queen has 
been to Drury Lane, and the Coronation is talked of as certain. 
The Duchesse de Berri vowed during her grossesse, if her child was 
a male one, to carry a silver figure to the Virgin at Soissons of its 
weight when it should be six months old. She has set off on that 
expedition, but, unlike pilgrims of old, she waited till the roads 
were mended and posts newly established. 

1 Charles Fox had returned a week before from military duty in Malta 
and the Ionian Islands. 

2 Henry Luttrell's father, Henry, second Earl of Carhampton, had just 

8 Thomas William, second Viscount Anson (1795-1854), created Earl 
of Lichfield in 1831. 

4 Caroline (1798-1870), daughter of Francis I, King of Naples, who 
married the Due de Berri, second son of Charles X, in 1816. He was 
assassinated at Paris in 1820. 

5 Sir Charles Stuart (1779-1845), grandson of John, third Earl of Bute, 
British Ambassador in Paris 1815-30. He was created Lord Stuart de 
Rothesay in 1828, and married, in 1816, Elizabeth Margaret, daughter of 
Philip, third Earl of Hardwicke. 

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Wednesday, 23 d May. We passed by Marly through beautiful 
country and got to the Hotel du Grand Reservoir at Versailles, 
where L d Essex, Mr Vaughan and Mr Scott came over to see us, 
but could not dine because they were going to see M lle Mars in 
two pieces. How tantalizing ! ! ! 

Till Tuesday the 5 of June we staid in the Hotel de Castille 
(in Paris), and went every night to the theatre. M lle Mars and 
M Ue Duchesnois delightful. 

Monday, 4th, we dined at Sir Charles Stuart's, after receiving 
a melancholy post from England with nothing but deaths: 
L d Stair, M r Eden and one of L d Bath's sons. The only good 
news, that George Howard has gained both prizes at Oxford, at 
which I am most excessively delighted, as I am sure it will give 
him and all his family such real and undisguised pleasure. We 
met at Sir Charles's, the Staffords, Bessboroughs, Ponsonby, 
L da Beresford, Thanet, Essex, &c., &c. I got between L dfl Bess, 
and Beresford, 1 very dull ! ! ! Magnificent dinner and plate. 
Went with L d Thanet in the evening to see M Ile Mars in the 
Heureuse Rencontre. A new petite piece we saw came out two 
nights before. We went in the Due d'Orleans' box, which is the 
largest but too far off and quite painful from the light. 

5 June. We moved to M de Crauford's. 2 Milord had the gout 
very severely in his hand and went to bed immediately. 

8 June. La Fayette, Gallois, Standish, Mr Scott at dinner. 
Letters from England. The King by some is said to be worse ; 
by others, well. L d Cawdor dead. Received a delightful letter 
from George, elated and enchanted at his great and brilliant 
success. L d Lauderdale has 5,000 left him by L d Stair. Went 
to M de de Coigny's, 3 up two pair of stairs, small room and slightly 
lighted. M lle Lastenaye was there ; the upper part of her face 
is very pretty, but the mouth is foolish. They were all sitting 
round a table, working and greatly amused at the childish 
practical jokes of a jeune fat there. A son of L d Lucan's was 

1 William Carr Beresford (1768-1854), created Lord Beresford for his 
services in the Peninsular War, and raised to a Viscountcy in 1823. 

2 A house they had taken for two months. 

3 Louise Marthe de Conflans d'Armentidres, wife of Fra^ois Marie 
Casimir, Marquis de Coigny. She was well known as a wit in French 
society, and died in 1832, at the age of 74. 

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there, with none of the beauty of his family. M de de Coigny 
herself is delightful, so witty and so cheerful, that when it is 
possible to hear and understand her it greatly rewards one of 
the trouble. 

Saturday, June 9. Nobody at dinner. Went with my Lady 
to the Varietes. 

M de Rumford l in the evening. The D 88e d' Orleans is dying of 
a cancer, caused by a book falling upon her breast as she was 
taking it down. 2 The Staff ords dined there the other day ; she 
was too ill to appear at table, and all the doors and windows were 
left open, for she cannot bear the least heat. She is enormously 
rich, but lives in the poorest house out of sentiment to her 
intendant, who was her lover and died there. For his sake she 
quarrelled with all her family. One day when he was ill she 
ordered her daughter, M 1Ie d' Or leans, to go to his bedroom and 
read to him, which the Princess refused to do ; and on that 
account they separated. 

M de d'Orsay, 3 daughter of M e Crauford and the old King of 
Wurtemburg, was violently abusing all the Bonaparte family 
as mean and of low birth. Pauline's 4 hand was talked of. 
She said its beauty was overpraised, " though I must say her 
foot is very beautiful." " Yes," whispered a bystander to 
L d Thanet, " she well knows that, for, with all her pride, she 
has often washed both those feet when she was Pauline's dame 
d'honneur." Milord's gout was very bad. 

June 12. L d Thanet, Talleyrand and Montrond at dinner. 
Talleyrand spoke very readily and openly about Napoleon. He 
evidently was very anxious to talk on the subject, which surprized 
me very much, considering all that had passed between him and 
my mother on the subject. He gave a most dramatic account 
of the Council of ten of his ministers assembled round a table 
in the palace, whose advice he asked one by one about his divorce 

1 Count Rumf ord's second wife, Marie Anne Pierret Paulze, whom he 
married in 1805, and from whom he separated four years later. She was 
previously the widow of Lavoisier. 

2 Louise Marie Adelaide de Bourbon, daughter of the Due de Penthievre, 
wife of Philippe Egalite, Due d 'Orleans. 

3 Mother of Count Alfred d'Orsay, and wife of Count Albert d'Orsay, 
one of Napoleon's generals. 

4 Pauline, Princesse Borghese (1780-1825), Napoleon's sister. 

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and marriage, whether with an Austrian or Russian Arch-duchess. 
Josephine was in the next room, and every one was afraid of 
giving their opinion about the divorce. He described with great 
wit the manner they artfully evaded giving any direct answer. 
While he was talking, Mr Scott came and brought the report of 
the Emperor's death, which, to his credit be it said, seemed to 
shock the iniquitous old traitor very much. However he might 
be acting to please Miladi, which he seems very anxious to do. 
I went to L y Bessborough's and saw M de Recamier, who is still 
very pretty and looks young. 

13 June. L d John Russell, Harry Fox, 1 Luttrell, and little 
Moore 2 and Denon, at dinner. Went to Gerard 3 with L y Davy ; 
met there Ducis, who married Talma's sister (a great beauty) 
and translated Hamlet, which I had the misfortune to see in 1817. 
Gerard has painted a full-length of Corinne intended for Prussia ; 
but the King has given it to M de Recamier, much to the artist's 

15 June. M de de Coigny, L d Thanet, Johnny, Mr Scott at 
dinner. Went to L y Stafford's and M de Rumford's. Saw at the 
latter the family of Beauveau ; the daughter, M de de la Grange, 
is very handsome. Mr Scott was terrible and staid eternally. 
Letters from England in the morning. L y Liverpool dead ; L y 
L. Conolly dying. 4 Canning bellicose : correspondence with 
Burdett. The latter's letter is bad and yields too easily. 5 

June 1 8. Letters from England. Account of the K g and 
Q n ' 9 parties on the same evening. Miladi and I dined at M de 
Rumford's. Met there D. and D 8S Dalberg, M. and M de Durazzo, 

1 Henry Stephen Fox (1791-1846), son of General Henry Edward Fox, 
Charles James Fox's younger brother. He adopted the diplomatic career 
and was at this time an attache in Paris. He was often known by his 
intimates as " Black Fox." Minister to the United States 1835-43. 

2 Thomas Moore, the poet. Moore notes in his Diary that Holland was 
absent from dinner owing to gout, and that Denon's presence was a gene, 
"one foreigner always playing the deuce with a dinner-party." 

3 Fran9ois Pascal Gerard (1770-1837), a well-known French painter. 
The picture is now in the Lyons Museum. 

4 Henry Fox's great-great-aunt, daughter of Charles, second Duke of 
Richmond, and born in 1743. Widow of Thomas Conolly, of Castletown. 

5 " The Courier to-night publishes a correspondence between Canning 
and Burdett ; the latter comes shabbily off, for he denies a meaning which 
his words have, if they have any." (Croker Papers, i. 192.) 

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D. de Broglie, Count Mole, D. de Choiseul. I was extremely 
delighted with the beauty, pretty manners, simplicity and 
agreable conversation of M de Durazzo. 1 Little Johnny Russell 
has made an excellent choice. I never saw a woman more 
calculated to captivate one than she is. Without the slightest 
affectation, she evidently shows great talent and a good deal of 
knowledge. She came back with us to Milord. We found La 
Valette 2 with him. Poor man, he seems quite broken down by 
misfortune. His wife is mad, and entirely in consequence of her 
heroick conduct ; she thinks everyone she sees belongs to the 
police, and hardly knows Mm now. He has had very bad health 
himself. He is very grateful to all that have been of use to him, 
and says he owes two visits, one to England to thank Wilson and 
Hutchinson, and one to Bavaria to express his gratitude to those 
who have been kind to him. M. Durazzo is a little, sulky, 
disagreable man. M de Dalberg is not pretty, nor has she pleasing 
manners. She is pert and flippant ; her teeth are fine, but she is 
too fair. Her husband 3 is a clever man, but a great projector and 
speculator and spends his fortune in following up his theories and 

21 June. Mole 4 is a sensible, but rather a silent, melancholy 
man ; he makes no mystery of his extreme sorrow at being out 
of office, and talks of the many times he has been in with heartfelt 
regret. We went to M de de Bourke's, 5 and met there Suchet, 
D. d'Albufera. He is like L d Anglesea, has a rabbit mouth, and 
looks as silly as the D. of Wellington ; but though report says he 
is a bad, he is believed to be a clever, man. 

22 June. Found letters from England. No news except a 
quarrel between the D. of Devonshire and L y Jersey about meeting 

1 The Durazzos lived in Genoa. 

2 Antoine Marie Chamans, Comte de La Valette (1769-1833), Aide-de- 
Camp to Napoleon. He avoided execution in 1815 by escaping from prison 
in his wife's clothes. He was pardoned in 1821 and allowed to return to 

3 Emmerich Joseph, Due de Dalberg (1773-1833), of German descent, 
but naturalized a Frenchman in 1809. 

4 Louis Mathieu, Comte de Mole (1780-1855), Minister of Justice in 
1813, and held high office under Louis Philippe. 

5 Edmond, Comte de Bourke (1761-1821), was Danish Minister in Paris 

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the K g at D.H., where both seem to have acted without judgment. 1 
27 June. Went to the Louvre with Miladi, who was very 
struck with Poussin's Deluge ; and indeed it is one of the finest 
things there. The admirable copies made by modern artists are 
very striking ; and it seems their taste has been greatly improved 
by the Italian pictures. We dined at Talleyrand's, 25 at dinner. 
A large square table, the best dinner I ever eat : Daru, S fc 
Aulaires, Plaisances, Dalbergs, Durazzos, Cuvier, Gerard, Mon- 
trond, D 886 Dino, Alvanley, John R., Lambton, to whom I sat 
next. M de Durazzo came a great deal too late ; she looked very 
handsome. D Me D. 2 is the wife of Talleyrand's nephew, but lives 
with T. in a very conjugal manner. I went with Lambton 3 to 
the Varietes and saw La femme peureuse and Les bonnes d'enfants. 
The former was new, and not well received. 

Saturday, 30 June. Talleyrand called just before dinner, and 
was uncommonly pleasant and witty. His civility to my mother 
surpasses any thing I ever saw. He seems most amazingly 

1 Lord Lauderdale wrote to Lady Holland on June 17 : " The King's 
dinner at the Duke of Devonshire's has made a great deal of noise. Lady 
Jersey had been invited to the party in the evening, and I believe the Duke 
had taken a little fright : however, it was all settled that she was to go 
on the Wednesday, when on Thursday morning the newspapers, announcing 
her having been at the Queen's the night before, again raised alarm in 
his Grace. I believe he saw Jersey and asked if it was true. Jersey told 
him it certainly was, but if he did not wish to have Lady J. at his house, 
he had only to say so. He said he would write to her. Accordingly she 
received a letter, in which I believe he mentioned that he felt he had rather 
exceeded the bounds prescribed to him, not to ask anybody who had not 
been at Court, when he invited her, and concluded a number of half- 
expressed ideas by saying he trusted she would see the propriety of putting 
her staying away on the ground of her own sense of etiquette, rather than 
on any objection on his part. To that her Ladyship replied, that she 
would do no such thing, because, so far from having felt any real objection, 
she had told the Duke of Wellington and others that she was going, and 
that she would certainly assign the real reason which was that he did 
not wish to receive her" (see also Croker, i. 194). 

2 Dorothee, Duchesse de Dino (1792-1862), daughter of Pierre, Due de 
Courland, married to Alexandre Edmond de Perigord, Due de Dino, 
Talleyrand's nephew. 

3 John George Lambton (1792-1840), M.P. for Durham County till 
1828, when he was raised to the peerage as Baron Durham. He received 
an Earldom in 1833. His first wife, Harriet Cholmondeley, died in 1815, 
and he married, in the following year, Louisa Elizabeth, daughter of Charles, 
second Earl Grey. 

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anxious to be in her good graces. He feels now very much his 
own misconduct, and regrets the loss of all his former friends who 
despise and cut him. He never ceases to talk of the Emperor 
when he is with us, and the descriptions he gives of him are very 
dramatic. Gallois, L d Thanet, Faz. and John to dinner. Went 
to the Italiens with L d T. and Miladi, II Barbiere de Seviglia. 

Sunday, July i. Went to see Soult's pictures ; he showed 
them to us himself. The finest are Murillo's, particularly The 
Birth of the Virgin, The Ascension of the Virgin and The Return 
of the Prodigal Son. His countenance is pleasing and good 

July 2 d . Dined at M e Rumford's. Miladi did not come till 
the end of dinner owing to a violent thunderstorm. Met there 
the D 88e Dino, M. de Stael, M. Latin, &c., &c. : rather dull. The 
DSSC Dino is wonderfully clever, and full of wit and talent. 

July 5. Only L d Thanet, John and Gallois 1 to dinner. I 
went to see Phedre acted very ill by the doubleurs. Les Folies 
amoureuses followed and was lively enough. On my return I was 
told of the official account of the Emperor's death at S* Helena. 
Good God ! what a melancholy end to so illustrious a life. 
England will now open her eyes and will see the shame, disgrace 
and atrocity of his imprisonment. She will perhaps feel how 
her faith and hospitality will be recorded to posterity ; and the 
paltry gratification of having embittered and shortened the latter 
days of the greatest man this world ever produced will be a poor 
recompense for the national disgrace and dishonour. 

July 6. The fatal news of last night is confirmed with more 
details. It is said he died very devout and surrounded by priests. 
That such an understanding should break down to such a degree 
is very melancholy but not surprizing. The last eight years of 
his life were enough to drive any body quite mad. To accustom 
myself to think of him, who occupied so much of my thoughts 
and all my political affections to think of him as dead, as 
annihilated, is almost impossible. Now I care for nothing. 
Bourbons, Republics, Whigs, Tories, Reformers, it is all indif- 
ferent ; I do not care who wins or who loses. I only hope that 

1 Jean Antoine Gallois (1761-1828). Retired from politics after 
1814, having taken a leading part in the early years of the cen- 

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his enemies may lose the little fame they have gained, and may 
be sacrificed without mercy as an atonement to his ashes. 

10 July, Tuesday. Moore, Fazakerley, Mr Irving, Luttrell. 
The former showed me some of L d Byron's Journal in 1813-14. 
It is witty and ill-natured. I am mentioned with good nature : 
he used to be very kind to me at that time. Went with John to 
L y de Ros and met L y Alborough there, noisy and witty. After- 
wards to the D 88 Dino. They were all talking ante-Queenite 
language there. 

Friday, July 13. Heard of Napoleon's kind and considerate 
recollection of my mother, with which she was quite overcome. 1 
The conduct of both my father and mother upon that subject 
has been perfect, and I feel as proud of it as if it had been of more 
use. The meanness, shabbiness and harshness of the Government 
exceeds the power of belief ; it is infamous and makes one shudder 
to think that such wretches should form part of the civilized 
society in Europe. Their cruelty and petty vengeance is only 
suited to barbarians. Their object is now accomplished. He, 
who ten years ago made them tremble and crouch, has by 
treachery and misfortune fallen into their hands. They have cut 
him off from every family and social tie, they have chained him 
upon an unhealthy rock, and have allowed him to breathe his 
last without a friend or consoler near him : and they think all 
this will be admired and approved of. May the curses of an 
angry Heaven fall upon them, and may they pay doubly and 
trebly the sorrows of his breast. The man who has had the noble 
office of gaoler, tormentor and executioner has written to my 
mother, announcing to her the present of the box and of the 
Emperor's own handwriting, as has L d Bathurst, whose wit I have 
no doubt is greatly employed on the subject. The effect the 
details of his melancholy death have had here is wonderful. 

14 July. Eight people are supposed to know about the 

Emperor's fortune. came to him in the Cent Jours at 

Malmaison and gave him two pieces of advice. One to trust to 
his bank (?) for money, and arrangements were made with him 

1 The reference is to the snuff-box now in the British Museum. It was 
found after Napoleon's death to contain a paper on which were the words, 
written in his own handwriting : " L'Empereur Napoleon a Lady Holland 
temoignage de satisfaction et d'estime." 

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in consequence ; and (alas ! why did he not follow that too ?) 
never to trust himself to the English, that he would only meet 
with the most unlimited cruelty, and that whatever the people 
might be, the Government were only capable of revenge and 
malignity and quite destitute of any generosity or elevation. 
L d Belgrave came in the evening as hideous and stupid as ever. 1 
L y E. is by way of admiring nothing here, and says there is no 
solidity ! She looks in vain for brick and wooden houses, and 
finds only stone, poor woman. L d Thanet has lost terribly, 
upwards of 10,000 ; it really is a great pity that he should throw 
away his time and fortune so sillily. 

Tuesday, 17 July. Sir Charles Stuart (who is the very best 
authority and who is truth itself) says he knows beyond all doubt 
that that old hypocrite the King proposed in Council a court 
mourning for Napoleon, and that Monsieur over-ruled it. Such 
absurd affectation of magnanimity seems incredible ; it could 
hardly have deceived the weakest and silliest of the Emperor's 
friends. However I am glad it was not successful ; some might 
have been childish enough to be bit by it. My father told me of 
L d Lauderdale's 2 acceptation of the Green Ribbon with sorrow 
and surprize \\\ I was not the least surprized ; he is baby 
enough to be captivated with any of these silly distinctions. 

18 July. Went to see Denon's 3 cabinet. He has some 
curious and some beautiful things, but too many Indian and 
Chinese barbarisms. L y de Ros and Miss D., Mss Humboldt, 
Dumont, Greffulhe, Vaughan, Girardin. 4 This latter is the little, 

1 Richard, Viscount Belgrave (1795-1869), succeeded his father as 
second Marquess of Westminster in 1845. He married, in 1819, Elizabeth 
Mary, daughter of George Granville, Marquess of Stafford, afterwards first 
Duke of Sutherland. 

2 James, eighth Earl of Lauderdale (1759-1839), an early Whig friend 
of Lord Holland, who had drifted by degrees into Tory sentiments on 
many of the political questions of the day. His correspondence with both 
the Hollands, however, continued up to the last day of his life. 

3 Dominique Vivant, Baron Denon (1747-1825), French engraver, 
author, and diplomat. He took no part in politics after the fall of the 

4 Louis Stanislas Xavier, Comte de Girardin (1762-1827), pupil of 
Rousseau, and sometime President of the Legislative Assembly after the 
Revolution. He accompanied Joseph Bonaparte to Naples and Spain, 
and, after the return of the Bourbons, became a member of the Chambre, 
and held small offices. 

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impudent, squinting man to whom Talleyrand, when he was out 
of favor, answered as follows. M. Girardin, rather impudently, 
" Comment vont vos affaires, Monsieur T. ? " " Comme vous 
voyez, Monsieur G." 

In the course of the fortnight, L d Alvanley, Dumont, 1 Mon- 
trond, L d8 Clare, Thanet, Gallois, Sneyd, Ellis, Rogers (who is 
lately come, more than ever odious, from England), B. Craven, 
&c., &c., have dined here several times. We have hardly any 
news, except details about the Coronation and the illnatured 
stories about dear Lady Jersey from those who envy her fair 
fame and vainly aspire to be her equals. We went over the 
Palais Royal ; it is far from an enviable habitation, and except 
some few pictures there is nothing valuable in it. There is a 
famous picture of the battle of Jemmappes, where the Due 2 is 
in a tricolor cockade. There are a set of pictures of him at the 
various parts of his life, which are very curious and done with 
excellent taste. One day we saw the modern pictures at the 
Luxembourg ; most of them are wretched. Two historic ones 
of David have some merit The Battle of Thermopylae and The 
Sabines. The best are the little ones. We went to Gerard one 
morning, who showed me his famous picture of Corinne. A few 
of the features of Mad e de Stae'l are to be traced, but of course 
en beau. He has left the other figures unfinished in order to 
make her more prominent. Miladi and I went one morning to 
see Horace Vernet's atelier, which he showed. He is full of 
genius, and there is great merit in most of his works. 

Friday, 10 August. The news of the poor little Queen's 
death came by telegraph. Unfortunate woman ; her life has 
been a wretched one, and the only things she ever really enjoyed 
were her continental amusements, which she was to be punished 
for. The manner her disgusting enemies talk of her is quite 
horrible. Such horrid abuse ought not to be vented upon her 
when she is hardly cold. But their conduct throughout has been 
so barbarous and unmanly, that it was enough to make one as 
absurd about her as Alderman Wood. 

1 Pierre Etienne Louis Dumont (1759-1829), a Swiss Professor, who 
was a constant visitor and universal favourite with the inmates of Bowood 
and Lansdowne House. He returned to Switzerland in 1814. 

2 Due d 'Orleans, afterwards King Louis Philippe. He inhabited the 
Palais Royal at this time. 

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Went to Brittanicus and Les trois Sultanes. Talma better 
than I ever saw him ; his first appearance in it is magnificent. 
He contrives to look like Nero. On our return came La Valette, 
who gave us a natural, unaffected account of the first ten minutes 
of his escape, with great feeling and not the least appearance of 
more than just asperity against his persecutors. The account 
he gave of his own and Labedoyere's dungeon made one quite 
shudder. And these are the humane and Christian rulers of this 
unfortunate country ! He remained after his escape from prison 
forty days in Paris, and left it in an open tilbury with Sir R* 
Wilson, which carried him on to Compiegne. I went for a short 
time to M e Rumford's : dull as usual. 

Sunday, 12 August. Went to see Soult's pictures, with a large 
party. Upon the whole I admire most Christ Healing the Sick 
and The Prodigal Son. Cradock, 1 Girardin and Gallois at dinner. 
The beauty of the former I admire very much ; I am sure I 
should like him very much were I to see a good deal of him. 
Girardin in the evening gave a very lively account of his imprison- 
ment during the Revolution and how useful he found the trade 
of menuisier, which Jean Jacques had taught him. The account 
he gave, too, of his treatment by the Bourbons and by Napoleon 
in the Hundred Days was very lively. 

Another fortnight of indolence, and I am obliged to hurry all 
that happened till the 25th. 

Friday, ijth, we went to Sommariva's house, and saw Canova's 
famous Magdalen, which is among the first in point of merit of 
all his works. The attitude is natural and southern, but not 
graceful and makes the knees appear distorted. Nothing can be 
in worse taste and worse colouring than his collection of French 
daubs. In the evening went to Cinna, and saw Talma in it. It 
is impossible to remember all the people that have dined here, so 
I shall not attempt it. Girardin one evening gave a most lively 
account of Napoleon's visit to Ermenonville. He was quite out 
of humour ; everything went wrong. The next day out shooting 
they artfully contrived to throw game in his way. He shot a 
great deal. Josephine at dinner betrayed them, which made him 

1 John Hobart Cradock, or Caradoc (1799-1873), soldier and diploma- 
tist. He succeeded his father as second Lord Howden in 1839. See 
p. 227. 

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very angry. Next day when some animal came in his way, he 
threw down his gun and declared he would not have any more 
" de ces enfantillages-la." 

Saturday, 25 August. When the news of Napoleon's death 
came, before the King had been informed of it by his Ministers, 
Sir E. Nagle, anxious to communicate the welcome tidings, said 
to him, " Sir, your bitterest enemy is dead." " Is she, by God ! " 
said the tender husband. 

26 August. Went with Mole to Mad. de Vaude'mont's * at 
Surenes to see Une visite a Bedlam and another little vaudeville 
acted, of which I have forgotten the name. A Mad. Orfilu sang 
beautifully ; and it was on the whole very well got up. The 
whole ended with some very complimentary verses to the hostess 
by Greffulhe. She sat attentive to her own applause and seemed 
delighted with it. The place is pretty and the garden seems very 
well laid out. I was much shocked at the adulation and respect 
shown to the Duke of Wellington. From Frenchmen it must 
either be hypocrisy or meanness ; and I think it shews bad taste 
in him to come to Paris, where he needs must find rudeness, 
coldness or constrained civility. A report is about of young Ney 
intending insulting him at the opera. I hope for both their sakes 
it is false, though his conduct about the father richly deserves it. 

8 September, to H. House. Found Mary looking lovely. 

My Lord to my Lady on seeing a garden full of dahlias : 

" The Dahlia you brought to our isle 
Your praises for ever shall speak, 
'Mid gardens as sweet as your smile 
And in colours as bright as your cheek." 2 

The dull monotony of life at Holland House in the month of 
September, after the gaiety of Paris, takes off all inclination to 
continue this diary. Nothing but disappointments attended me. 
Upon arriving Charles, whom I had some slight hopes of finding, 
was gone only 24 hours before we arrived and detained at Plymouth 

1 Elise Marie Colette de Montmorency Logny, Princesse de Vaudemont 
(1763-1832). Her husband died in 1812. 

2 The allusion is to the dahlia seeds brought over and sown at Holland 
House by Lady Holland in 1804. Lady Bute had originally introduced 
them into England in 1789, but they failed, as did also Lady Holland's ; 
and more seeds were brought over in 1814. 

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nearly a fortnight by contrary wind and by L d Charles Somerset's 
unwillingness to sail. 1 

Bertrand and Montholon called here on Monday the loth to 
present the Emperor's kind legacy to my mother. It was ex- 
tremely gratifying to her to find not only what great amusement 
but what great use her presents had been of. He always opened 
the cases himself, and was very much pleased and delighted with 
many things in them. My mother had had great difficulty in 
making people send something in her case, but she succeeded with 
the D. of Bedford, and was commissioned to send whatever she 
liked. A book, after much deliberation was thought the best, 
and she and Allen went to Payne's to choose one. Robertson's 2 
work was the best bound and the handsomest, and was fixed. 
When the Emperor received it, he puzzled himself to find out 
why the D. of Bedford should send him Robertson's works. 
" Cela veut dire quelque chose." After much thinking, he said 
he had found it out. " It is advice. Don't yield, don't acknow- 
ledge, don't recognise the right the English have to imprison 
you, or else like Mary Stuart you will meet with her fate." It 
is curious to see how from mere accidental circumstances such 
conclusions are drawn. 

Montholon has much the most appearance of talent ; he has 
a countenance full of quickness and the cleverest eye I ever beheld. 
Bertrand is not the least handsome, but has a gentle and amiable 
expression. His feelings must be of a different sort sorrow at 
the death of him whose fate he has so nobly followed, and pleasure 
at being freed from the barbarous treatment of Sir Hudson and 
the unhealthy rock of S e Helena. The account he and Montholon 
give of Sir Hudson is worse even than what has before been 
known. His persecution lasted to the last moment, and even 
when the grave had destroyed all danger, his cruelty still followed 
his ashes, and he tried all he could to gain possession of his papers 
and his books. The former, however, were entirely out of his 
power ; the latter, at least those furnished by Government, he 
did seize, though full of the Emperor's notes and observations. 
The books my mother sent out he had the impertinence to attempt 

1 Charles Fox sailed for the Cape of Good Hope on the Governor Lord 
Charles Somerset's staff. He remained there a year. 

2 William Robertson, the historian. 

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to get ; but that was prevented. No harshness, no indignity 
was omitted. The Emperor saw all the petty attempts made to 
insult him. He felt them acutely, but was silent. He never 
pretended to understand them. Antomarchi (his physician) 
came to us several times. The account he gave of his illness is 
simple, and told without any object. He despaired from the first 
appearance of the malady. He thinks the climate had nothing 
to do with the origin of the disease, but when it had begun it 
increased and brought it sooner to a crisis. Besides, he thinks 
mineral waters would have done him good ; but he seems a very 
ignorant man and was not at all fit to send out. It is very 
gratifying to think that with all Sir Hudson's harsh conduct and 
overstrained vigilance he never knew or prevented the regular 
correspondence between Longwood and Paris ; and at least fifty 
people have been up to the Emperor's habitation, and had in one 
or two instances interviews with the Emperor himself, by stealth 
and at night. Both Bertrand and Montholon declare that his 
escape could easily have been effected, and that many oppor- 
tunities occurred and were proposed to him ; but he was a man 
never to attempt anything where concealment or disguise or 
bodily exertion was required. If he was not able to walk on 
board the ship with hat on his head and his sword at his side, 
he would take no measures to go. 

i$th. Went with Milady to see The Coronation at Drury Lane. 
Elliston's imitation of the King is said to be very like, though 

In the course of the ensuing ten days we saw very few people 
except L y Affleck and the Ladies. l Madames Montholon 2 and 
Bertrand 3 came to see us once or twice ; the former is the cleverest 
and the most amiable. Madame Bertrand is ill and artful, and 
her conduct in persuading the Emperor to give himself up to the 
English and trust to English generosity has given me such a 
hatred and contempt for her, that I feel the greatest prejudice 

1 The Ladies Gertrude and Anne Fitzpatrick. 

2 Albinie Helene de Vassal. It is said that she had two divorced hus- 
bands alive when she married Montholon. 

8 Fanny Dillon, who married Count Bertrand, was a niece of Charles, 
twelfth Viscount Dillon, being only daughter of Hon. Arthur Dillon, a 
Lieut. -General in the French service, by his second wife, a connection 
of the Empress Josephine. 

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against her. She entirely governs her husband, and made his 
life doubly wretched at S fc Helena by her complaints and longings 
for Europe. The departure of Madame Montholon was a very 
great loss for the Emperor. Her sprightliness and gaiety used 
to amuse him, and her society was what he enjoyed most. Nothing 
but her child's health would have made her go. It died in 
consequence of not being allowed to land by L d Bathurst, and 
next year L d B. has the audacity to talk of English hospitality 
to foreigners ! ! ! 

Sir Hudson Lowe called on my mother, a degree of impudence 
one should hardly have expected ; but he used to tell the Ber- 
trands and Montholons that all she did for the Emperor was 
done in consequence of her attachment to him (Sir H.). My 
mother wrote him a very sensible letter saying she was anxious 
to avoid an interview with him, as expressions might escape 
her which it would be better to restrain. 

Every morning since my return from Paris I have got up 
early and breakfasted with Mary, and have in general devoted 
an hour or two afterwards to reading. I have just finished L d 
Bacon's Life of Henry the Seventh, a very entertaining and well- 
written book. We went for a few days to Panshanger 1 on 
Tuesday the 25th of September, and staid till Saturday the 29th. 
We drove over to see Sir James Mackintosh at Mardocks, but 
as he was out we were only gratified with a view of his lamentable 
house. L d John Townshend, L d Erskine, G. Lamb, L d Duncannon, 
Mr Irby, Mr Malthus, were backwards and forwards several 
times. L d E. was extremely entertaining in the account he gave 
of being introduced to the Princess of Wales, after his enquiry 
into her conduct and after the reprimand he gave her. John 
Russell came to see us there after his arrival from Paris. Nothing 
could be pleasanter than Lady Cowper, and I liked our visit there 
very much indeed. 

Bertrand one evening that he came gave an account, with 
a great deal of wit and drollery, of the expedition to Egypt and 
the astonishment of the army, who expected to find a country 
far superior to Italy abounding in fruit and loaded with corn 
in fact the land of plenty. The dry sands, the want of shade, 

1 Lord Cowper 's house in Hertfordshire. 

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of water, and even of food, almost broke their spirits. The only 
amusement they had was laughing at the squadron of scavanti, 
who were commanded by General Caffarelli, a one-legged chieftain. 
They were partly the cause of the expedition, from the excessive 
hopes they had raised by their exaggerated descriptions of the 
country. The murder of Kleber he gave us a detailed account of. 
Had he ever shown the least civility or common respect even to 
the priests, he would have been apprized of the plan of assas- 
sination. Napoleon always treated them with the most marked 
respect and deference, and when there was a conspiracy on foot 
against him they came to put him on his guard and gave the 
names of the assassins. Bertrand himself was only a colonel. 
Napoleon gave him his promotion a day or two before he set 
off for France. Bertrand was wounded and could not go with 
him. He saw him embark and the ship set sail. It was actually 
under weigh, when he saw a thin little figure, with a large port- 
folio under its arm, run to the pier, " Arretez, attendez, je suis 
Denon. Je suis Denon, arretez, je suis Denon." A little boat 
was despatched, and Denon was taken off. 1 

October the 8th. Luttrell came to stay. Miss Fox and Miss 
Vernon went the following day to Sidmouth. I never knew 
Luttrell more agreable, though his bad temper, notwithstanding 
all his endeavours to restrain it, will sometimes break out. It 
does so in a manly and a just manner, and he is spiteful because 
he is angry and not because he has found a good thing to say on 
the subject. His account of Rogers's jealousy at Moore and 
Byron being mentioned in Julia 2 is very good indeed. He thinks 
everybody when they have written ought to publish. "If it 
succeeds they are pleased, and if it fails they please their friends." 
Shuttleworth and Blanco 3 came to stay also. The latter is gone 
down one peg in his mysterious religious creed, while I am sorry 
to say the other has gone up one ; and the strong contagion of 
the gown has been caught even by his free mind. People will 

1 Denon had accompanied the expedition in order to describe the 
monuments of the country. 

2 LuttrelTs Advice to Julia, which he published in 1820. 

8 Joseph Blanco White (1775-1841), originally a priest in Spain, and 
after 1810, when he came to England, a writer on theological subjects. 
He qualified as an English clergyman, and from 1815 to ?i8i7 acted as 
tutor to Henry Fox. 

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thus talk themselves into belief from at first only professing it. 
L d Carlisle has sent some absurd and abominably bad verses to 
Milady about the snuff-box, to which my father's answer is in- 
comparable in a witty, good-humoured but argumentative letter. 1 

Went down with Shuttleworth to Oxford on the I7th of 
October, and dined at New College, where I met Jekyll with his 
son a large, tiresome party which gave me a headache. George 
came in a day or two, and Henry from Paris on the 23 d . 

Nothing ever happens at Oxford worth remembering, so I shall 
not attempt to keep any sort of journal ; but if anything out of 
the usual routine happens, I shall write it down. 

Miss Fox and Miss Vernon slept in Oxford on their way to 
Weston from Devonshire on the eighth of November, and break- 
fasted with me the next morning. On the loth, I went with 
Henry to Cirencester for two nights. The house is very comfort- 
able inside, and though ill-situated, far from ugly ; the park, of 
which I saw little, is, I believe, fine. L d and Lady G. Bathurst 
were in town ; I was very sorry for the absence of the latter. 
Lady Bathurst is pleasant and her conversation is sometimes 
lively, but she gives me the idea of the falsest woman ever born. 

Worcester's marriage seemed considered certain. 2 He has 
a daily correspondence with Lady Jane, and is going to Beau- 
desert ; in fact Henry tells me he knows he proposed three weeks 
after Lady W.'s death, and she to clinch the matter wanted him 

1 Lord Carlisle's verses are printed in Princess Liechtenstein's 
Holland House, vol. ii. 156, as well as contemporaneously in John Bull. Lord 
Holland's letter is too long to be transcribed here, but his lines on the 
subject may be quoted : 

" For this her snuff-box to resign, 

A pretty thought enough, 
Alas 1 my Lord, for verse of thine 
Who'd give a pinch of snuff." 

2 Henry, Earl of Worcester (1792-1853), who succeeded his father as 
seventh Duke of Beaufort in 1835, married, in 1814, Georgina Frederica, 
daughter of Hon. Henry Fitzroy. She died in May, 1821 ; and in June, 
1822, Lord Worcester married his first wife's half-sister, Emily Frances 
Smith ; their mother, Anne, daughter of Garret, first Earl of Mornington, 
having married Hon. Henry Fitzroy in 1790, and secondly, in 1799, 
Charles Culling Smith. 

Lady Jane Paget, Lord Anglesey's daughter, here mentioned, married 
Francis Nathaniel, second Marquess Conyngham, in 1824. Her sister, 
Caroline, had married Charles, afterwards fifth Duke of Richmond, in 1817. 

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to speak to her father, but he would not. George Fortescue 1 
was very ill, labouring under his old bilious complaint ; but 
nothing can be more agreable than he is. He was at Cheltenham ; 
but came over to C. because a cold prevented his drinking the 
waters. He told me Madame Durazzo's history, which I never 
knew before. He does not believe in any of her intrigues, and 
less than all with Johnny. She was mad for a long time, and 
devotion was one line it took, which I observed at Paris had not 
even yet left her. Emily Smith is like Lady Worcester, but it 
is a very disagreable likeness. Worcester and she pass a great 
deal of their time talking of her poor little sister, and he seems 
to be extremely fond of her. Since L y W.'s death it is supposed 
he has for the first time discovered what was the talk of the 

We returned on Monday the I2th in time to hear Miss 
Stephens 2 at the concert. Next day I dined with the Marlows, 
where I met Miss Wykeham, the illustrious love of the D. of Clar- 
ence. She is vulgar and dull; her manners are proud and by 
way of being condescending, but not so turbulent as I expected. 
The concert was better than the other, and Miss Stephens sang 
Auld Robin Gray. On Thursday the I4th, I went with George 
and Henry to Heythrop, where we met the Bathursts and the 
family : dull of course, but enlivened by charades which the B/s 
acted with success. Lady G. Lennox 3 looked pretty and lady- 
like. I like her very much. Bonaiuti 4 came down for three 
nights to see Oxford, so I had to escort him and lionize him, 
which was tiresome. On Saturday i6th I dined at the Deanery 
and met L d and L y Abingdon 5 ; it was duller than ever. L d 
A.'s singing relieved it a little, as he has a fine voice and, I believe, 

1 George Matthew Fortescue (1791-1877), owner of Boconnoc in 
Cornwall, and of Dropmore ; second son of Hugh, first Earl Fortescue. 

2 Catherine Stephens (1794-1882), the celebrated actress and singer, 
who married George, fifth Earl of Essex, in 1838, the year before his death. 

3 Third daughter of Charles, fourth Duke of Richmond. She married 
William, Lord de Ros, in 1824, and died in 1891. 

4 An Italian architect, extensively employed by the Hollands from 
the early years of the century on repairs at Holland House and on other 
business relating to the property. 

6 Montagu, fifth Earl of Abingdon (1784-1854). His first wife, whom 
he married in 1807, was Emily, daughter of General Hon. Thomas Gage, 
She died in 1838. 

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is an admirable musician. L y A. is L d Gage's sister and looks 
like a respectable housekeeper. 

I dined on the 2oth at Blenheim, where I was very much 
amused with the Duke, 1 and surprized at the splendor of the 
establishment. The party were chiefly (with the exception of 
some hungry curates) Oxonians. The dinner was good and 
rather pleasant. The house ill-lighted ; and all the servants, I 
believe, bailiffs. I went with Vernon. 2 I was astonished at the 
invitation, for I never had seen him in my life. He is pleasant, 
but looks exactly like a great West India property overseer. 

A week before I left Oxford I was very much shocked at the 
news of poor Lady Bessborough's death at Florence, from violent 
inflammation increased by the cold of the Apennines. Poor 
woman, whatever faults she might have, she was a warm-hearted 
person and an excellent mother, who did not deserve such an 
infliction as Lady Caroline, of whom she said in one of her last 
letters, " She makes the joy and torment of my life. I am neither 
happy with nor without her/' 

Friday, December 7. After George and Home had finished 
their Collections and I had taken a mournful leave of John 
Wortley, who is in all probability to be examined on Monday, 
we all three 3 set off for London. The journey was cold and 
tiresome from the slowness of the drivers and heaviness of the 
roads. We left Oxford at 12 and got to Burlington Street at 
about 8. The dinner was over, and we were obliged to give up 
all thoughts of the Exile. L d Howard had dined and was still 
staying. Binda also, who is going on Wednesday to Madrid 
with some more promising expectations than usual. My Lady 
was in good health, beauty and temper ; very kind and agreable. 
Brougham came in the evening, full of jokes about L d Wellesley's 
appointment 4 and Mrs Wilmot's independence. 

Dec. 8. My Lady went to H d H e with his Lordship. George 
and I walked about. I went to see L y Affleck and staid there 
some time. L y Perth she thinks dying ; but all the old ladies 
kill each other whenever there is the slightest ailment. Called 

1 George, fifth Duke of Marlborough (1766-1840). 

2 Robert Vernon Smith (1800-73), eldest son of " Bobus " Smith. 
He was raised to the peerage as Baron Lyveden in 1859. 

3 Miss Fox, George Howard and himself. 

4 As Lord-Lieutenant of Ireland, which post he held until 1828. 

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on Mrs Ord, who gave us an account of her terrible domestic 
robbery by a man of the name of lago, which makes her called 
Desdemona. L y Ossulstone 1 is going to Paris with Sir Robert 
Wilson, and is much alarmed at what people at Paris will say 
to her travelling with him. She is terribly annoyed at it having 
already given offence there, by adding her name on the Due de 
Grammont's cards of invitation at his great Coronation ball. 
We dined at half-past five, only Binda, and went early to Covent 
Garden to see the dullest of dull plays The two gentlemen of 
Verona and The two pages of Frederick the Great. Miss Tree's 
acting and singing approaches perfection. Sophy Fitzclarence, 
Lady Westmeath and Henry G. in the D. of York's box. From 
Miss F.'s awkward looks I guessed Henry had said something 
about Mrs Jordan when Mrs Chatterley was acting, and I 
proved right. Nothing could be duller than both play and farce. 
I was bored to death. My Lady very active to try to make 
George break his word to Wortley and stay here instead of going 
to Ch. Ch., but he properly remained firm. My Lady was not 
pleased at being resisted. My Lord read some of Sir C. H. 
Williams' unpublished poems which are admirable. 

The town is said to be swarming with L d Byron's poems, 
Cain (which is mysteriously stopped), The Irish Advent, (sic) 
A Vision, three or four plays, and his memoirs, which Murray has 
bought of Moore and will of course creep out before his death. 
Walter Scott says that Cain is one of the finest things in English. 
Henry called on my Lady to-day ! ! ! She was pleased with his 
visit, and is, I hope, to be assuaged. To do her justice, I think 
she stood very right about him at first, though she has a prejudice 
against him from perpetually talking at him. The D. of Devon, 
arrived to-day from Paris. 

Sunday, Dec. 9. At dinner : The Ords, Ossulstones, Broug- 
ham, G. E. Dawson, H. Webster, Mr Scarlett. The dinner was 
not good at all ; and when the ladies went, poor-rates, taxes, 
fundholders, interest, land-tax, &c., &c., &c., were discussed at 
great length. The evening was pleasant. Lady Morley with 
her odious husband was more agreable than ever. 2 She gave a 

1 Armandine Sophie, daughter of Antoine, Due de Gramont, who 
married Charles Augustus, Lord Ossulston, in 1806. The latter succeeded 
his father as fifth Earl of Tankerville in 1822. 

2 Frances, daughter of Thomas Talbot of Gonville, Norfolk, second 
wife of John, first Earl of Morley (1772-1840), whom she married in 1809. 

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most lively and tempting account of Bowood and Cirencester, 
which made me regret them very much indeed. She has been 
on what she calls a joking expedition. Miss Edgeworth was 
liked at Bowood by the hosts and by the Bathursts, who now 
are enjoying her society at Cirencester and think she discusses 
too much. Punch Greville x came from a dinner at L d Foley's 
rather elevated. He goes tomorrow to Brighton to swear in 
some of the new people. The D. of York has hurt his arm, which 
is to break up the Woburn party. Fernan Nunez 2 has had a 
fit, and was thought past all hope, but is recovering. The D. of 
Devon, came with a most extraordinary cashmere apparel, some- 
thing between a waistcoat and a neckcloth. My Lady attacked 
him very much about a danseuse at the Grand Opera at Paris, 
who is supposed to have captivated him at last. Sir Robert 
Wilson and Lambton came. L y O. is to go under their protection 
to Paris on Sunday next. Lady Elizabeth 3 is to go, which delights 
me. They all arrived last night and left Lady Grey better. 

Tuesday, Dec. n. Drove to H. H., and found Mary just 
arrived. Poor dear little girl, she has tormented her heart out 
about one of her front teeth, upon which she imagines a spot. 
Miss Vernon treats her alarm with philosophic scorn, which of 
course increases it. On my return I saw Henry for a few minutes, 
and called at Mrs Smith's, 4 where my aunts are staying. Kerry 5 
came there, and is as noisy and riotous as usual. Nobody at 
dinner but Clifford 6 and Allen. My Lord dined at The Club. 
L d Wellesley always calls Mr Goulbourn " My Secretary," 7 and 

1 Charles Greville (1794-1865), Clerk of the Council 1821-59, and 
writer of the well-known diary. 

2 (1778-1821), Spanish Ambassador in London, 1814, and Plenipoten- 
tiary in Paris until 1820. He continued to live there until his death, which 
resulted from a fall from his horse. 

3 Lady Elizabeth Grey, Lord Grey's second daughter, who married 
John Bulteel in 1826. Her eldest sister, Louisa, was second wife of John 
George Lambton, created, in 1833, Earl of Durham. 

4 Mrs " Bobus " Smith. 

5 William Thomas, Earl of Kerry (i 8 1 1-36), Lord Lansdowne's eldest son. 

6 Augustus William James Clifford (1788-1877), Captain in the Navy ; 
and Usher of the Black Rod 1832-77. Knighted 1830, and created a 
baronet 1838. 

7 On Lord Wellesley's appointment in December to Ireland as Lord- 
Lieutenant, Henry Goulburn (1784-1856) accompanied him as Chief 

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says he approves of Mr Grant's recall, as "he took too much 
upon himself and did not sufficiently attend to the orders of his 
L d Lieutenant." The Queen was certainly lightheaded for five 
hours before her death and talked incessantly. Bergami's name 
was never mentioned, but some former admirers were ; and the 
name of Victorine, who is, they say, indubitably her child, was 
frequently and earnestly talked of. Poor L y Bessborough's 
funeral is soon expected. W m Ponsonby comes with it, and 
Duncannon means to attend. L y Caroline is, or affects to be, 
very much overcome, as is also L d Granville. Wrote to George. 

Thursday, Dec. 13. Took leave of poor little Binda, which 
very painful. I sincerely hope he may prosper, and would do 
a great deal indeed to be of any service to him. My Lady and I 
went to see Lawrence's pictures, particularly a most beautiful 
one of Lady Conyngham. I was very much struck indeed with 
one of L d Liverpool, which is a triumph of art to throw any noble 
expression into such an ignoble face ; it is very fine indeed. We 
then went to see for my Lord at the Court of King's Bench, where 
he has been kept as witness all day long on a very discreditable 
business of San Carlos's, which he is anxious to hush up. Took 
Luttrell, and went to dine at Kent House with the Morleys. 
She as usual delightfully agreable ; he dull and pompous. Went 
to the Olympic and saw some very stupid farces and melodramas, 
very vulgar and devoid of wit ; one gentleman betted his breeches, 
and the whole was in a similar strain. On my return, I found 
my Lady gone to the play ; she came home and brought Tierney, 
who was very pleasant indeed. They talked of Peel and the D. 
of York connection, which strengthens every day and will be of 
importance after this King's death. L d Wellesley has had an 
interview of four hours with L d Grenville, which the latter declares 
to have been most satisfactory and to have renewed all his old 
friendship with L d W. 

Classics were one of our topicks at dinner. Luttrell told me 
two or three good answers I had never heard before. One man 
was asked who was our ghostly enemy. He answered, " The 
French." Another was, " Who is the mediator between God 
and man ? " " The Archbishop of Canterbury." 

Friday, Dec. 14. Saw Henry ; and then rode to H d H 8e , 
where I spent most of the morning. My aunts, Leveson and 

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L y Affleck came there. Mrs. Dillon 1 is a pleasing woman and has 
excellent manners. Mary looking quite heavenly. Came home 
with Lady Affleck to a family dinner ; only my Lord, my Lady 
and Allen. We went early to Drury Lane to see Jane Shore. 
Kean acted Hastings more perfectly than anything I ever saw, 
and the debutante was very good indeed and in the last act 
showed great knowledge of the part and power of voice. 2 I 
went up to Kean's room at the top of the house to see him and 
beg him to be thanked by my Lady, who was as much pleased as 
the rest of us. He says the young lady has never acted anywhere 
before, and she had not even rehearsed with him, nor did he ever 
see her till she came on the stage itself. She is a pupil of Mr 
Foot's. Her voice is powerful and fine-toned ; her figure fine 
and her action graceful. I hope she will do. Her success was 
very great. Mr and Mrs Ord, L y A. and H y Webster were in 
our box. Mrs Tighe came after our return and Brougham, who 
was extremely agreable and in his best and pleasantest humour. 
After all, there is nobody in the world can be so pleasant as he 
can sometimes and vice versa. He is very tranquil just now, 
and has nothing to irritate or provoke him except the loss of 
his silk gown. 3 

Monday, 17 Dec. Received a melancholy, sentimental letter 
from L. Peel, 4 which I answered properly. Mary returned to 
H d H se with Lady Affleck, after a very satisfactory interview 
with Mr Hutchins. My Lady was by way of being confidential, 
and told me Montholon had come over without a passport and 
in disguise to settle some business of Napoleon's will. She (my 
Lady) is mentioned in it, which must at once silence the base 
insinuations that some of his gaolers are too happy to drop but 
not bold enough to state. He has left 900,000,000 sterling (sic), 
the bulk of it to his son. Some to Drouot, Lavalette, those 

1 Mary Fox's new companion and governess. 

2 This was the only occasion on which Kean acted in Jane Shore. 
The debutante was Miss Edmiston. (Genest 's History of the English Stage.} 

3 Because of his support of Queen Caroline, Brougham's silk gown was 
taken from him owing to the King's animosity, and was not restored to 
him until 1827. Notwithstanding this persecution he made 7,000 
one year. 

4 Laurence Peel (i 801-88), sixth son of Sir Robert Peel and younger 
brother of the statesman. 

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wounded at Waterloo, the towns in France destroyed or im- 
poverished by the Prussians and other invaders, and of course to 
Montholon and Bertrand. There is some ill temper shewn in the 
will. My Lady is kindly and honorably mentioned. 

The D 88 of Bedford has got a son three weeks before its time. 

At dinner : L d and L y Morley, L d and L y Cowper, F. Lamb, 
Luttrell, G. Calcraft. The latter absurd and dandified, but 
approved of sufficiently. In the evening Luttrell read some of 
the notes and prefaces to L d B.'s three new tragedies, lively and 
witty though very severe. The dinner and evening was pleasant. 
Punch came. The riches of the Phillips' were talked of, and Lady 
Morley said, " Oh ! it is past Baring \ " 

Thursday, 20 Dec. Called on Lady Affleck and Mrs Ord. 
The latter not well, but going tomorrow to Bowood. At dinner : 
Brougham, G. Lamb, Adair, John Russell, Dundas, Heneage. It 
was pleasant. George Lamb, although always vulgar and noisy, 
is certainly entertaining and has some share of humour. He 
talked a great deal about the theatre, upon which he at present 
raves. A new light ! ! Welsh ! ! ! tragedy, as he calls it, is 
coming out with Kean and Miss Edmiston. In the evening came 
L ds Aberdeen and Ossulstone, Miss Fox and Miss Vernon. The 
first was sarcastic and contemptuous about L d Wellesley, and 
was as usual cold, haughty and disagreable. The second is 
properly indignant with that ill-tempered, spoiled child Lambton, 
for having taken L y O. and his two other ladies over to Calais 
on a stormy day in an open boat ! ! ! His insolence to every body 
and his tyranny in his own family are insufferable and makes one 
feel very much for poor Lady Louisa. His temper and selfishness 
pass all credited or permitted bounds. 

After dinner we all read the proof sheets of L d Byron's Vision 
of Judgment, which is very good and is meant as a satire upon 
Southey's apotheosis of G. III. 1 It is much on the same plan, 
and only makes H.M.'s trial in heaven more lively and more 
readable. There are some excellent touches in it, and it ends 
with these two lines 

"And when the tumult dwindled to a calm, 
I left him practising the hundredth psalm." 

Saturday, 22 Dec. Received a letter from George announcing 

1 Written under that title. 

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the marriage of Georgiana Howard and Agar Ellis. 1 I am most 
sincerely glad and greatly surprized. She is a pretty, amiable, 
pleasing girl ; but I never should have thought his fantastical 
notions would have been satisfied with anything so simple and 
so devoid of pretensions. Rode to Holland House. Mary 
delighted and surprized at the marriage, and talked with great 
naivete about it. Oh ! I wish to see her established happily and 
greatly in the world. But I know perfection would not satisfy 
me, for I never saw a man worthy of such a high-minded, noble 
girl. Dined at Punch's, and met, three female Bathursts, L y G. 
Lennox, H. de Ros, G. Dawson, 2 Henry very pleasant, but like 
a fool I left the dinner at dessert to go to the Stanhopes' box at 
D.L. to see the dullest, stupidest thing ever acted Giovanni in 
Ireland, and Monsieur Tonson. Nothing could exceed the dullness 
of the play or the emptiness of my companions a whole train 
of Stanhopes, who have nothing but their good-nature to redeem 
them. Le mieux est Vennemi du bien is a narrow-minded but 
true proverb. 

Lady Bathurst asked me to go to M e de Lieven's with her on 
Sunday next. I thought it odd, after having sent word to my 
father and mother that she did not dare to ask them or dine with 
them, so I consented conditionally that she should apprize her 
of my coming, which she said she had ! ! ! ! ! 3 

Received a letter from Wortley in high spirits. 

Sunday, Dec. 23. Drove to H.H. with my Lady and rode 
back late. At dinner : Mrs Tighe, Henry G., Messrs Rice, 
Campbell, Adair, Col. Macdonald, Dr Holland and John. Mr 
Rice, 4 1 never saw before, a more conceited, chattering, provoking 
little elf I never beheld. I longed to box his ears the whole time 
and try to silence him. His manner of speaking is like an affected 
fine lady on the stage. Campbell has been my aversion since I 
could discriminate. Henry wrote me a note just before dinner 
to tell me that M e de Lieven would not have me ! ! ! I am not 

1 George James Welbore Ellis (1797-1833), eldest son of Henry Welbore, 
second Viscount Clifden. He was created Lord Dover in 1831. 

2 George Dawson, of Castledawson, Member for Londonderry. 

3 Princess Lieven had broken off her friendly relations with the Hollands, 
after a reference to the Czar in a speech of Holland's in the previous July, 
which she considered personal and insulting. 

4 Thomas Spring-Rice (1790-1866), created Lord Monteagle in 1839. 

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surprized, but sorry for one reason. L y B. wants to see me to 
explain, and is annoyed at it. No explanation can make me 
believe that what she told me yesterday was true. They were 
all in alarm I should tell my Lady or rather Lady Jersey. Poor 
Lady J. ! She is always held up in terror em as a sort of scourge. 
Henry was bored to death, as well he might be. The dullest 
party we have had since I came to town. Sir B. Bloomfield and 
Sir M. Tierney are disgraced, and L d F. Conyngham is, it is said, 
to have the former's place. In the evening came L d and L y 
Normanby, 1 Miss Fox, Miss Vernon, G. Lamb, L d Albemarle, and 
the hideous L y Mary Keppel, to whom I made a vow I would not 
talk and kept it, though both my aunts and my Lady tried all 
to prevent my silence. The stage and acting was discussed. Miss 
O'Neill 2 of course talked of. L d Normanby grew quite warm 
and red, when George Lamb with his usual coarseness attacked 
her beauty and her acting. L y N. seemed annoyed, and twice 
tried in vain to turn the conversation. We had it all her face, 
figure, hair, character, marriage, &c., &c., &c. Luttrell in the 
latter end of the evening from Madame de Lieven's. 

Monday, Dec. 24. Received the class paper from Oxford. 
Poor Wortley ! only one class. Exactly the same fate as that 
fool Charles Ross and that mass of dullness Harrington. Passed 
most of the morning with Henry. Called on the Bathursts. 
L y Georgiana Lennox looked pretty and was very well dressed. 
L y B. herself has grown deaf, and it is distressing to see such a 
sudden alteration. Nothing can be kinder than all are to me. 
Not a word about the Lieven party. A white fib is always best 
passed over in silence. 

Friday, Dec. 28. Dined at Punch's ; met L d , Ladies G. and E. 
Bathurst, L y B., L y G. Lennox, G. Dawson, G. Anson, H. de Ros, 
Alvanley, Henry, and the host. Alvanley 3 by several complicated 
arrangements with his uncle has at last brought his affairs into a 

1 Constant ine Henry, Viscount Normanby (1797-1863), who succeeded 
his father as second Earl of Mulgrave in 1831, and was created Marquess 
of Normanby in 1838. He married, in 1818, Maria, daughter of Thomas 
Henry, first Lord Ravensworth. She died in 1882. 

* Eliza O'Neill (1791-1872), the celebrated actress, who married 
William Becher in 1819 (see ante, p. 66). She retired from the stage after 
her marriage. 

3 William, second Baron Alvanley (1789-1849). 

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prosperous condition. He is in the highest spirits, and is con- 
sidered more than ever agreable, in greater favor than ever with 
L dfl Foley and Worcester, whose fortunes he has entirely destroyed 
and whose days he has embittered ; but if people like to be 
ruined and made miserable, it is their own affair, and they may 
take which way they like best. 

L d B. told a very good story of Mr Fox. When L d Auckland 
(then Mr Eden) deserted Opposition for a foreign mission he 
thought himself called upon to explain to Mr Fox, and had a long 
interview for the purpose. At the end of it, Mr F., who had 
never spoken, turned round and said good-humouredly, " Have 
you seen The Romp ? " which at that time was in the height of 
fashion. This was a propos of a story of M e de Lieven at Aix-la- 
Chapelle, which my Lady told me yesterday. The 'Austrian 

found her in a room before many people, and exclaimed, 

" Ah ! Vous avez le nez rouge." " Oui, Monsieur," she coolly 
replied, " je ne le sais que trop, mais ce sont des choses qui ne 
se disent pas." L y G. Lennox had a face-ache and wore a cap ; 
she looked pretty, but in pain. Henry de Ros l told me a great 
deal about old Ogilvy, whom they all hate. Came home ; found 
the Vice-Chan, and Mrs Tighe. My Lord has got dear Charles's 
exchange at last for 350, so we may perhaps have him back in 
spring. I am more than delighted. 

Saturday, Dec. 29. Got a letter from Wortley not at all 
pleased with Agar Ellis's marriage, as he has not a good opinion 
of him. I went to see Lydia White. She is not devoid of talent, 
but is so anxious to say what is clever that she sacrifices at every 
sentence a friend or foe or most likely both. Like Mrs Candour 
her defence of her friends is her chief means of laying open all 
their faults. She told me some very droll stories of Lady Davy 
before her marriage to Sir Humphrey, 2 and the account of the 
courtship. He proposed ; she refused ; he proposed again ; she 
refused again ; he vowed he would either marry her or leave her 
for ever. He went to Ireland ; she fell dangerously ill ; his 
agitation was great, he said, " he could live in the world without 

1 Henry William, afterwards twenty-second Baron de Ros (1793- 
1839), eldest son of Charlotte, Baroness de Ros and Lord Henry Fitz- 
gerald. His grandmother, Emily, Duchess of Leinster, married William 
Ogilvie after her first husband's death. 

2 See ante, p. 48. 

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Mrs Aprice, but could not after her death." He returned to 
England ; she asked him to dinner. He answered, " You know 
the conditions." The invitation was repeated. She was L7 Davy 
in a few days. 

Sunday, 30 Dec. To my sorrow and dismay we went to 
Holland House for change of air \ \ \ Colder than ice, and we all 
caught violent coughs, colds and catarrhs. The evening passed 
in frigid dullness as might be expected. 

Monday, 31 Dec. Breakfasted with Mary. Walked a good 
deal in the grounds with her. I had a letter from Mrs Ord from 
Bowood. As little effect as usual in her epistolary effusions. 
The whole subject of the country are the floods in every direction, 
which seem terrible and are great food for the newspapers. Rode 
to town. Saw Henry, who goes tomorrow' ; it will make town 
very dull to me. He wanted me to stay and dine with the 
Bathursts, which like a fool I did not. Lady Jersey fainted 
away at a ball of L y Charlemont's. Rode a little with Dundas in 
the park. Came home to H.H. Tonight is the last day of our 
endurance vile here. I shall be delighted to return to old smoky ; 
ruralties and frost don't agree. In all weathers the country is 
an infliction, but in winter, oh ! Four selves at dinner. After- 
wards read M de de Sevigne'. Report in the Courier of the K g of 
France being ill, something in his understanding. Allen anxious 
to make out that it is a trick of the Ultra Ministry. He seems 
to have wandered in his conversation while in council. 

Here ends the old year, which like all its predecessors has been 
full of good and evil, but the former has on the whole pre- 
dominated. May its successor be no worse ; but I have fore- 
bodings of ill I do not like to think of. The great political 
events have been, the loss of the Catholic Bill, Napoleon's death, 
the Queen's death, the accession of the Grenvilles to the ministers, 
and the appointment of L d Wellesley. Nothing has happened 
remarkable in the course of the year in my family, except the 
expedition to Paris and the legacy of the snuff-box to my mother. 
The pleasure the latter gave me is not to be told ; it reflects as 
much credit on both sides as they mutually deserve. 

"It is twice blest, 
It blesscth him that gives and him that takes." 


Tuesday, January i, 1822. There are great hopes (but they 
are to be concealed) that Worcester will be off from L y Jane. He 
is very much in love with Emily Smith, and a marriage can be 
contrived by instituting a suit against themselves, which may last 
during their respective lives, and which is often done and winked 
at. Her family (the Argyles 1 ) I suspect are against it, and it is 
ardently hoped that it will be broken off, which after all is the 
best thing for both parties. I hope poor Georgy Lennox will not 
be unfortunate enough to be his wife. Fifty things would make 
Emily Smith much the best choice. 

Jan. 2, Wednesday. At dinner : L d Aberdeen, M. de Souza, 
D r Holland, Dundas, G. Beauclerk, Sir J. Newport. The dinner 
was not pleasant ; political economy and bullion were discussed 
at terrible length. L d A. never opens his mouth but to contradict 
sarcastically and insolently, and contributes nothing to society ; 
and yet has the reputation of being pleasant ! G. Beauclerk 2 is 
forward, vain and puppyish ; extremely occupied with his beauty 
and proud of his talents. Dundas, 3 from his perfect simplicity 
and freedom from affectation, was a striking contrast and was 
highly approved of even by Allen ! ! ! I went afterwards to 
Savile Row to see Miss F. and V., who are just come from Rich- 

1 Lady Jane Paget's mother, Caroline Elizabeth, daughter of George, 
fourth Earl of Jersey, after her divorce from Lord Anglesey in 1810, married 
George William, sixth Duke of Argyll. See also ante, p. 86. 

2 George Robert Beauclerk (1803-71), third son of Charles George 
Beauclerk and Emily Charlotte Ogilvie, daughter of Emily, Duchess of 

3 Robert, afterwards fourth Viscount Dundas (1803-86), who succeeded 
his brother in the title in 1876. 


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mond. Found Vernon and Leveson l ; the latter much improved, 
the former oh ! 

Thursday, Jan. 3. At dinner : Shuttleworth, Vernon. The 
unauthorized and unbounded conceit of the latter is quite 
insufferable and provokes me, who have real, sincere gratitude 
for his kindness to me when I most needed it two years ago, but 
nothing else could make me tolerate him. Leveson and the 
Ladies in the evening. He is grown quite placid and amiable, 
and I feel I have done him great injustice in seeing only his faults. 

Saturday, Jan. 5. At dinner : L d Gwydyr, L d A. Hamilton, 
L d F. L. Gower, Brougham, W m Rose, J. Jekyll, L. Smith. A 
great mixture, and not a very pleasant party. Gower 2 was 
pleasant and liked. He is the same he used to be, but not so 
handsome. W m Rose 3 was very pleasant indeed. He has a great 
deal of dry humour, but it is very uncertain, and one never is 
sure when he begins whether he is not going to tell the flattest or 
the drollest story. He luckily was not flat nor was he offensively 
indecent, which he generally takes the opportunity of being when 
there are many ladies in the room. 

Sunday, Jan. 6. Got up early and went to breakfast with 
friends of Shuttleworth's, a Mr and Mrs Williams ; he is a New 
College man and reckoned a wit. I can't say more against him ; 
no infliction can be greater than one of their wits. I went 
afterwards with Shut, to Bloomsbury Chapel to hear the famous 
Mr Dan. Wilson. 4 It was all bombast repetition. Good works 
he held very cheap, and gave about, fifty descriptions of the New 
Zion, exactly with the same thoughts but differently expressed 
each time ; and that, with a few theatrical attitudes and varia- 
tions of voice learnt of Kean, was the amount of his whole sermon. 
Upon the whole it was trash, and not worth undergoing that most 
tedious morning service to hear. 

14 Jan. Mary was brought mysteriously to town and went 

1 Leveson Smith, " Bobus " Smith's youngest son, who died in 1827. 

2 Lord Francis Leveson-Gower (1800-57), created Earl of Ellesmere in 
1846, second son of George Granville, second Marquess of Stafford and first 
Duke of Sutherland. 

3 William Stewart Rose (1775-1843), son of George Rose. He was for 
many years a clerk in the House of Lords, and wrote some good verses. 

4 Daniel Wilson (1778-1858), evangelical preacher, afterwards Bishop 
of Calcutta. 

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with Lady Affleck to the play, but all secretly and by stealth ! 
How absurd and illnatured ! Only four selves at dinner. 

15 January. Drove out with Lady A. and Mary in the park. 
Received a very pleasant letter from Wortley, quite affectionate. 
I hope he does like me, for I am so sincerely fond of him that I 
really deserve it. I wrote to Miss Fox and L y Jersey. Lady 
Affleck talks so terribly indecently before poor Mary that it quite 
shocks me ; and if she was not of the most pure, delicate mind, 
it might really be of serious injury to her. But she has such a 
horror of anything the least indecent and wrong for her to know, 
that she never would investigate or try to find out ; for Lady A. 
is always willing to give the most detailed explanations. 

Jan. 19. Letters from Henry and Miss Fox. L d Albemarle 
is going to marry Miss Charlotte Hunloke ; and Fazakerley l has 
written to my Lady from Nice to announce his marriage to one 
of Miss Montagus neither of them good matches in any way. 
Faz.'s is not to be for seven months ; he comes in March to 
England. Went with the Tierneys to the Opera ; always the 
same. The Spanish protegee of L d Fife made her debut : very 
pretty and dances well. I was chiefly with the Bathursts. 
L y G. L. looked very pretty indeed in a turban. L y Heathcote 
opposite in pink ; such a sight ! Came home and sat up with 
my Lord till late. I rode to H d H 86 in the morning, and had new 
proofs of dearest Mary's warm heart and strong sense of justice. 
Dear, dear girl ! How I love her ! 

Jan. 21. Went with R. Dundas to Oxford. Stopped to see 
Mary, and got to the hated place at a little after five. 

Sunday, Jan. 27. Letters from Miss Fox and my Lady. 
L d Stowell dined in Burlington Street the other day and was 
pleasant. He talked of the ladies' statue to commemorate the 
victory of the Allies over France. 2 A difficulty had arisen, and 
the artists had submitted to the female subscribers whether this 
immense colossal figure should preserve its antique nudity or be 

1 John Nicholas Fazakerley, who was a member of the House of 
Commons, 1812-37. 

2 The Achilles statue in Hyde Park, which was put up in honour of 
the Duke of Wellington by the ladies at a cost of 10,000. It was cast 
from cannon taken from the French, and was the work of Westmacott. 

[Sir William Scott (see ante, p. 28) had recently been created Lord 

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garnished with a fig-leaf. It was carried for the leaf by a majority ; 
the names of the minority have not transpired. 

The dullness of Oxford soon stopped this journal ; nothing 
happened worth relating. We had two concerts. The second was 
pleasant, though disgraced by the inebriety of Newborough and 
Granby Calcraft. On Monday, Feb. i8th, we acted The Orphan 
in Muir's room, before an audience of 55. I was Monimia in a 
black velvet gown, George Howard Poly dor e, E. Vernon Acasto, 
L. Peel Castalio, G. Calcraft Chamant. I acted less ill than I 
expected and met with great applause. Next day I was extremely 
shocked to hear of poor Henry Somerset's death at Heythrop. A 
neglected cold that ended in a brain-fever was the cause of it. On 
Wednesday night Henry and I determined to go to town next 
day, and off we set next morning. 

Feb. 21. Went to town with Henry. Arrived at a little 
before seven ; found my Lady just dressed and dinner ready- 
most auspicious moment. Afterwards to Drury Lane to see 
Kean's Richard II, a dull play ; but he acted admirably. The 
talk of the town is Mr Coke's marriage to Lady Ann Keppel, 
which takes place on Monday. 1 Forty-nine years between their 
ages, just her father's age ; she will become a great-grandmother 
and her own father's aunt on Monday next. It is quite revolting, 
and nothing but madness (which I believe is the reason) or interest 
could make her consent. They say she is in love, which is greatly 
in support of my theory. My father's joke is much admired 
that nothing but horses and Grenvilles keep their prices ; though 
not so good as that they have been taken, like goods at the Custom 
House, by weight and not ad valorem ; and that we have had a 
Sheffield and are now to have a Birmingham Duke of Buckingham. 

Feb. 22. Drove to H d H se with my Lady, where I found Mary 
and Miss Mackintosh, the former in beauty and spirits and about 
to act before my aunt a scene out of Iphigenie tonight. The 
latter is pleasant and clever, though with vulgar manners ; and 
like her mother, she is brusque and not ladylike. Called on 

1 Thomas William Coke (1752-1842), created Earl of Leicester in 1837. 
He had three daughters by his first wife, Jane Button, sister of the first 
Lord Sherborne. She died in 1800. Four sons and a daughter were 
born of his second marriage. Lady Anne was daughter of William Charles, 
fourth Earl of Albemarle. After Lord Leicester's death she married 
Edward Ellicc in 1843, but died eight months later. 

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L y Bathurst, and found L y C., Miss and H. Greville there : L y 
G. Lennox in blue. It was pleasant, though I was sorry to see 
L y B. so unwell. Miss Greville * is, I think, quite pretty, save and 
except her mouth ; her figure beautiful, and she has very pretty 
manners. Afterwards I went to 17 Grey, whom I found better 
than I expected. L y Elizabeth delightful and cheerful. She 
does not seem to have seen all she ought at Paris, and went 
only once to M Ue Mars. Tierney and B. Frere 2 in the evening ; 
the former was very pleasant indeed. 

Feb. 23. Went to see L y Affleck, who was ill ; afterwards 
to Mrs Tighe, who is in tribulation about the manner old Coutts 
is expected to leave his money entirely in Mrs Coutts's power. 3 
Afterwards to L d Morpeth's, where I saw the bride and bride- 
groom. She looks in beauty, he thin and ill. It takes place on 
Tuesday the 5th. Went with my father to L y Spencer, 4 rather 
formidable : there is nobody I dread so much. She was gracious 
and clever, full of her own jokes that she had just made to Mr 
Coke about the madness of the season, &c., &c. Nothing else 
is talked of. She is noisy and vulgar ; her laugh is hearty and 
not disagreable. Old Sir A. Macdonald 5 came in while we were 
there ; he is nearly blind. I called with Miss Vernon in the 
morning upon L y Warwick and her scarecrow daughters, who 
looked hideous. 

I went to L y Morley, and was struck with Miss Villiers' 6 
cleverness in a dispute about vulgar relations with L d Clanwilliam. 
L y G. looked so pretty, and was very amiable. 

Sunday, Feb. 24. I went to H. H. with my Lady ; returned 

1 Miss Harriet Catherine Greville married Lord Francis Leveson- 
Gower later in the year. 

2 Bartholomew Frere (1778-1851), diplomatist. Younger brother of 
Hookham Frere. 

3 Thomas Coutts (1735-1822), banker, who married Harriet Mellon, 
the celebrated actress, in 1815. 

4 Lavinia, daughter of Charles, first Earl of Lucan, married George 
John, second Earl Spencer, in 1781. 

5 Sir Archibald Macdonald (1747-1826), Judge. He was made a 
baronet in 1813. 

6 Maria Theresa Villiers, daughter of Hon. George Villiers (1759-1827) 
and Theresa, daughter of first Lord Boringdon, and sister of Lord Morley. 
She married Henry Thomas Lister in 1830 ; and, secondly, in 1844, 
Sir George Cornewall Lewis. She died in 1865. 

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on my Lord's horse. Walked with Lawrence in the Park, and 
met the Ladies Bathurst, but not G. Lennox. Old Coutts died 
this morning. His will is on half a sheet of paper and gives 
everything in the world to Mrs Coutts without any sort of restric- 
tion. This is too much. They call old Coke's marriage, the 
wedding of an old fool and a young knave. John Bull attacks 
them violently to-day, and says he always was fond of hus- 

Feb. 25. Went with my Lady all over Westminster Abbey, 
and was rather disappointed except in some of the tombs. I 
had never been there before, and was shocked at the dirt and 
gloominess of it. L y Orford's tomb, I think, beautiful ; the grace 
of the statue is striking, but rather heathenish for a Xtian 
temple. It was cold. At dinner : L d A. Hill, L. Peel, R. Aber- 
cromby, Luttrell. Lawrence was less formal than before, and 
looked quite handsome. We went soon after dinner to Lansdowne 
House. The great room not opened ; it was pleasant. I was 
with the Bs., G. and L y Euston all evening; she looked lovely, 
quite transcendent. Miss Sparrow not so ugly as I had imagined 
to myself. L y Morley with Miss Villiers, to whom I introduced 
myself ; she seems clever and agreable. I was very much 
pleased to-night by one or two little things which tickled my 
vanity. How foolish it is to let vanity ever be pleased ; but 
no philosopher can withstand, so I shall not try. Wrote to 
Henry W. at Paris. 

Feb. 27. Went to Miss Fox and afterwards to L y Affleck, 
where I witnessed a scene between her and Miss Vernon about 
Mary, whom my Lady at last has allowed to dance at Lansdowne 
House. Mary looked very pretty, and was delighted to be out 
of the dismal walls of H d H 8e . Went over to Holland House, 
where I got some violets as an admirable excuse for going to 
Stanhope Street. Nothing could be more goodnatured than 
L y G. Bathurst, who let me in for a moment as L y B. is out of 
town. Dined tete-a-tete with my Lady, who is become calm 
again. She was gracious and talked a great deal about Mary 
and the subject, upon which I did not, however, say one word, 
as I mean to have all in black and white on that head. L y 
Ossulstone came and told us all about her passage. Went then 
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Herbert, not much pleased with either of the Miss Berrys. L y C. 
Wortley there. Home early. 

Feb. 28. Breakfasted with L. Peel at his lodgings, and set 
off at about 10, with a screaming grey parrot, for Oxford. We 
stopped at Windsor and saw the Castle all through. I never 
was more undeceived. I had always thought it was handsome ; 
the rooms are by no means fine and there is hardly a picture, 
except the famous one of The Misers by the Blacksmith of 
Antwerp, that has any merit. We stopped at Napiers' at Ewelme 
to deliver the parrot, and arrived in Oxford just in time for the 
second act of Campanese's concert. She sang beautifully, but 
I had too bad a headache to enjoy anything. 

Feb. zq-March 9. George went to town for Georgina Howard's 
marriage, which took place on the seventh, when also I arrived 
at the advanced age of 20. M. Alexandre, the ventriloquist, 
performed in Ingestrie's room and amused me very much. He 
is a gentlemanlike man and is pleasant, though a liar and boaster. 
No news. F. Seymour is to marry L y M. Gordon at last, and W m 
Lock is talked of for one of the Ladies Beauclerk. I was elected 
of the Travellers' Club. I staid in most part of the time, living 
only with Henry, Bob and Lawrence. I read Miss Aikin's 
James the ist, and first volume is very amusing indeed. 

From the loth to the 2ist nothing happened remarkable. 
I had a sharp correspondence with my Lord about my leaving 
Oxford. I wrote a hot, inconsiderate letter, which, besides being 
wrong, was foolish : but I must support whatever I have done. 
I afterwards wrote an affectionate and conciliatory, but not a 
conceding, one. The great thing is never to own oneself wrong, 
for that is a subject nobody will discredit. I dined once or twice 
with Shuttleworth, and one day met Ellice there, who was very 
pleasant indeed. Rouge et noir has been raging violently. 
George has lost a good deal. Leveson and Strangways 1 won 
mints. London news scanty. Worcester has written to break 
off his marriage to L y Jane Paget ; they take it in the dignified 
line. L d Anglesea calls it a release. L d Kinnoul 2 proposed to 
L y Louisa Lennox, who refused him on account of his character 

1 Probably Hon. John George Charles Fox-Strangways (1803-59), 
youngest son of Henry Thomas, second Earl of Ilchester. 
3 Thomas Robert, tenth Earl of Kinnoull (1785-1866). 

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and age ; she had only seen him as an Opera acquaintance. 
Miss Villiers was talking about the beauty of Mr and L y Jane 
Peel. Some one observed that L y Jane was the handsomest of 
the two : "No wonder, for the proverb says the peel is the worst 
of the pear (pair)." When L y Londonderry embarked for Ireland 
and was rather tipsy, somebody said she would have a long 
passage. " No, no," said Miss V., " for she was half-seas over 
when the packet sailed." Bloomfield has lost his place at last, 
and of course L d F. Conyngham will ultimately have it. 

March 21. After breakfasting with Ingestrie, I went up to 
Collections with the 4th book of Tacitus ; the whole set very 
cross. Staid with Lawrence, who leaves Oxford for good, alas ! 
Henry did not get out till late, so we were not off till half-past 12. 
Got to Burlington Street at a little after eight. Found L d Grey, 
John Russell, Sir J. Mackintosh, just finishing dinner ; went 
with them to Matthews, who was very amusing, and then to 
Lady Essex's assembly with my Lord. Nothing but old people. 
Had a few minutes with L y G. and Caroline Howard, who was 
in great good looks. They are fresh from the Pavilion. They 
liked it. The King took L y G. and la Marquise out to dinner, 
and shook hands frequently with them while it was going on 
L y C. with a profusion of jewels, and a peacock's tail in jewels 
in her head. No news. Sir H. Englefield is dead. 

Sunday, March 24. Rode in the park, and walked with 
Archibald Home. Called on Lydia White, who is swollen to a 
terrible degree and talks of her death with sangfroid and philo- 
sophy. She was clever and as usual spiteful. My Lady gave 
me a message to Mrs Ord about Amp thill, which I delivered. 
I am delighted that she has made up her mind to go there for 
my Lord's sake, certainly not for my own ; we are to go Easter 
Monday. Dined at Cleveland House. Sat between Francis 
Leveson and Tom Grenville. L y Stafford in great good looks. 
Met there D 88 of Leeds, Baron Fagel, Mr and L y C. Wynne, 
Newborough, P. Knight, L d Gower, Mrs Leigh (L d Byron's sister). 
Tom G. told the story of H. Eliot saying, " If he was to shut his 
eyes and open his ears he should believe this country was quite 
ruined. If, on the contrary, he opened his eyes and shut his ears, 
he should think it the most prosperous one in the world." Francis 
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of his faults. He seemed quite amiable. Returned home to a 
dull party. L y Albemarle came, whom I never saw before, 
Lawrence and Home. My Lady shewed the box to the former 
a great mark of favor. 

Tuesday, March 26. Called on Lady Jersey, who told me 
volumes of French news. I dined at Payne Knight's, and met 
there L d Aberdeen, L d Morpeth, Mr W m Bankes, Mr Combe, 
Cimetelli. Something was talked of as a recent invention by 
Knight, " quite latterly, quite modern." " When about ? " 
asked somebody. " Oh ! lately, since Crcesus ; Homer knew 
nothing of it," answered the Pagan. Afterwards W m Bankes x 
was pleasant ; his voice is tiresome. He seems full of knowledge 
of all sorts. 

March 27. Rode with Dundas in the park. Late with Mary 
in Hertford Street. Dined with the Ords. Met, L d Harley, 
Lydia White, Allen, R. Abercromby. With Lydia I went to 
Mrs Tighe's, where there was, as usual, a blue party. I was 
introduced to Miss Edgeworth, who is collecting materials for 
some new novel among the gaieties of London. L y Sophia 
Fitzgerald took me to Almack's, which was looking beautiful and 
there was a very pretty ball. D 8S of Richmond and L y Louisa, 
who is very pleasing. Miss Canning's voice is very bad and 
spoils her agreableness. Lucy Lock flirted all night with Upton ; 
Lucy Fitzgerald told me something else, however, is in the wind. 
L d Anglesea in going out fell down, and L y Jane Paget screamed 
violently, which alarmed the room. L y G. Morpeth took me 

Thursday, March 28. Called on the D 8S of R., and staid 
nearly two hours with her and G.L., whose manner in one respect 
did not please me, and I am sorry to say verified what I had heard. 
She has had letters from the Bathursts from Brighton, in raptures 
with all there. Her mother's soreness about L y Conyngham is 
great fun. She is frantic about it. Poor Lady Jersey does talk 
and write most foolishly about the Buckingham Dukedom, and is 
laughed at for it by her enemies most justly. I hate her to do 
what is ridiculous, as there is no fine lady I love so much. The 
D. of Buck, has given up his second course from economy and 

1 William John Bankes, the traveller, who died in 1855. He sat for 
many years in the House of Commons. 

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as an example, which is, the wise ones say, the most foolish thing, 
and defeats his very object. I afterwards called on Mrs Herbert, 
who was duller than usual : and then walked with George in the 
park, where we met Harriet Howard, 1 who is very much admired 
for her age and will be a remarkable girl. We moved tutti quanti 
to Holland House for good. Only our four selves to dinner, and 
in bed by 12. L d Rancliffe 2 heard so much from his servants, 
that he set four police officers to watch his wife. They traced her 
to a house in Rue de la Pepiniere and told him. A scene ensued, 
and after she had begged for a provision of 500 a year, he sent 
her to her mother's, and is coming over to England and means 
to divorce her. Nobody pities her. 

Friday, March 29. I begun reading with my Lord Adam 
Smith's Theory of Moral Sentiments, which seems an admirable 
and even an amusing book. Mr Canning called on my Lord 
to announce his intention of a motion about the Catholic Peers, 
which he means to give notice of to-night. 3 The other side are 
not pleased ; nor has it, I think, a good appearance, coming 
directly after his Indian appointment. However it will be rather 
a fine finale if he succeeds in his attempt, and gives him an 
opportunity for great display. 

I rode to L y G. Morpeth, where I found Francis Leveson, 
remarkably pleasant and full of mimicry and wit about Matthews. 
The only news seems to be a duel that has taken place in Fif eshire 
between Sir A. Boswell (the biographer's son) and a Mr Stewart, 4 
about a vile paper called The Beacon. The former was killed, 
and Mr S. has passed through town on his way to Calais. L d 

1 Afterwards second Duchess of Sutherland. 

2 George Augustus, second and last Baron Rancliffe (1785-1850), 
married Elizabeth, daughter of George, sixth Earl of Granard. 

3 To ask for leave to bring in a Bill to admit Roman Catholic peers 
to the rights of sitting and voting in the House of Lords. 

4 James Stuart (1775-1849), Writer to the Signet, a keen Whig politician. 
He was assailed by two Scotch papers, the Beacon and the Glasgow Sentinel, 
in articles which reflected on his family and on his personal courage. 
Having traced the articles to Sir Alexander Boswell, Stuart called him 
out. Sir Alexander fell in the duel. Stuart was tried for murder, and the 
prosecution alleged a premeditated scheme of forcing the deceased to 
mortal combat. Lord Rosslyn and Mr Douglas were respectively seconds 
for Stuart and Boswell. The Jury acquitted the prisoner without leaving 
the box. 

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Rosslyn will be obliged to fly, they say, as he was Mr S.'s second, 
and L y Janet l will have to play Antigone. I called with George 
on L y Spencer, where I got in the wrong box about this duel, 
which I called shocking. She is furious, and wants to be attacked 
in John Bull that she may send Jackson and the famous boxers 
to lick the publisher till he gives up the name. Sir A. Boswell 
one can hardly pity, as he is both a libeller and a coward. The 
libel was in his own hand, and he declined the duel. 

Canning did give notice, and Plunkett 2 made a very bad 
figure and lost more credit with the House than any one ever did 
in so short a time. Nobody cheered, nobody supported him. 
If he had even been taken unawares there would have been more 
excuse, but he had had notice of it from Canning and plenty of 
time to prepare. Canning does not seem elated with the prospects 
of India, where he means to take his wife and daughter after 
having had many doubts and consultations. 

Saturday, March 30. Rode to town, and spent the day 
chiefly with L y Affleck, L y Jersey and Mrs Ord. L y Jersey had 
of course her leve*e, but was in spirits and very delightful. I 
dined at the Abercrombys, and met there L d and L y King, Mr and 
L y S. Macdonald, Mrs Lamb, Calcraft, Fazakerley, John Russell. 
It was not pleasant : much too political for me. Plunkett's 
conduct discussed at length and generally condemned. The only 
person he is said to have consulted was L d Londonderry about 
the Catholicks, which they say was like a dentist consulting his 
patient when the tooth should be drawn. Of course the answer 
was to defer it. I went to the Opera with John, and as I went 
late had only time to go to L y Jersey, the Greys, Grevilles and 
Lennoxes. The ballet was Cendrillon. M e R. Vestris debuted. 
Had it not been for the green-eyed monster, it would have been 
a pleasant Opera ; but I was annoyed and angry, so much so 
as not to go to the door as usual, but left them in the lobby. I 
was very foolish and angry with myself. Worcester's letters to 
L y Jane are the most amatory ever seen. He tells her not to 

1 Lady Janet St Clair Erskine, only daughter of James St Clair Erskine, 
second Earl of Rosslyn (1762-1837). 

2 William Conyngham Plunket (1764-1854), created Baron Plunket 
and Chief Justice of the Irish Common Pleas in 1827 : an ardent supporter 
of the Catholic claims. 

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mind his apparent coldness, that he loves her and her only ; and 
that he only lives for her, to whom he is devoted. All this he 
ends by signing himself her affectionate husband. I am very sorry 
he has committed himself so foolishly. My Lord and my Lady 
had been to Co vent Garden. I staid with them till late. M. S* 
Aulaire is dead at Paris ; he was a clever and an amiable man. 1 

Sunday, March 31. Rode to town, and walked about with 
George till I dressed at L y Affleck's. Then to dinner at Lydia 
White's, where I met three Miss Edgeworths, Mr and Mrs Ord, 
Milman, Dr Holland, Sir H. Davy, Mr Moore. I sat next to 
the Miss Edgeworth. She was pleasant, though rather prtcieuse 
and interrupting any conversation she hears going on to find out 
what it is about. She has the manner of a clever, inquisitive 
person who wants to acquire all the knowledge and all the facts 
she can. They pass their days in sight-seeing and their evenings 
in every society they can get to. She carries her want of affecta- 
tion to the point of becoming affected. She had been to the 
Foundling Hospital to hear the children, and told rather a good 
bull of an Irish lady who said, " Oh ! what a pity ! Here am I 
getting older and older every day ! Now I went to the F. Hospital, 
and there the children were singing away just as young as they 
were 20 years ago." 

After dinner we found Mrs Siddons in the drawing-room. 
She talked most openly and sometimes, to my surprize, quite 
wittily about the stage and her own feelings. She gave an 
account of the first time she had acted Lady Macbeth for a 
fortnight she had thought of nothing else, she had hardly slept, 
and had studied her part with the greatest diligence. The 
evening came, she was dressing, and she heard a tap at her door 
and an entreaty to be admitted. It was Sheridan. She refused 
for some time ; but he was so importunate she was forced to 
admit him. He came to beg that she would not think of putting 
the candle on the table in the last scene. She said she must ; 
he expostulated, and told her it would damn her for ever. She 
said it was too late, and would not alter her intentions. Burke 
and Sir Joshua were in the house and had betted about it. She 
did it, and the success was wonderful ; it had never been done 

1 Joseph, Comte de St Aulaire (1743-1822), French general and 

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before. Mrs Pritchard had always kept it in her hand. Sheridan 
came after the play and thanked her. She said, with great 
feeling, that it was a melancholy thought for her that poets, 
sculptors, painters, &c., &c., could all leave a monument behind 
them to posterity to judge of their merits, but to her it was 
impossible. Her fame might survive, but how justly it was 
acquired could never be known. She talked with affection of the 
stage, and said she could not see a play now without feeling a 
pang to see how all was fallen. She said Constance was one of 
the parts she found most difficult ; because all that roused her, 
all her misfortunes, happened behind the scenes, and she had not 
the opportunity to show the gradual rise of them, but had to 
come on with all her fury and agitation already roused. She 
says she often has sat with the door of the dressing-room open, 
to hear the play and keep her mind fixed upon it with deeper 
attention. She says nobody was an honester actress than herself, 
because even though she hated the play she always acted her 
best and did as much justice as she could. The character of 
Hamlet was discussed. She gave her notion of his pretended 
madness at length becoming real, and supported it by saying 
that she herself, especially in Isabella, had become quite strange 
from acting madness, and had no doubt that if long continued 
would produce positive insanity. She seems to know every line 
of Shakespeare by heart, and enters into the spirit of it wonder- 
fully. All her parts used to affect her, and Jane de Montford 
quite overcame her and agitated the audience too much. In 
talking of the stage and plays she very often recited a few lines 
with great energy and made me remember her glorious days. 
From Jane Shore she repeated two speeches from the great scene, 
which used to be spoiled by the coming in of second price, 1 for 
it is in the first scene of the fourth act. 

April i. Staid at home all morning with my Lady, who was 
ill and only just got up in time to dress for Charles Ellis's dinner, 
where we met L d and L y G. Morpeth, Caroline Howard, John 
Wortley, Canning, besides the two sons ; the latter 2 is a bore. 
I sat next to him, with Canning on the other side, who was very 

1 Those who came in at half-price in the middle of the play. 

2 Charles Ellis's youngest son, Augustus Frederick (1800-41) joined the 
6oth, and was for a time Member of Parliament. 

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agreable indeed. After dinner, while standing by the fire, a 
sudden giddiness came over me and I almost fainted, but was 
taken out of the room and most tenderly watched by dear Wortley, 
who was as kind as possible. I went home with Allen, and was 
soon better. It was caused, I think, by eating mushrooms or 
something that disagreed with me. 

Saturday, April 6. Old Knight at breakfast was pleasant, 
though beastly. Mrs Windham * is dead at Florence. We went 
to Cassiobury, where I was so oppressed by a violent cold that 
I did not go to dinner. To my Lord's great surprize, Sir John 
Newport, 2 who was there, took him aside and made a formal 
proposal for my aunt's 3 hand, of which my Lord of course in- 
stantly wrote her word. Of her answer, I have no doubt. 

April 9. The Ords and John Calcraft came. George came 
on the following Friday. The weather was bad most part of the 
time. Received several letters from Henry and my aunt. No 
news. D 88 of Clarence miscarried of twin boys. My aunt's answer 
was as I expected, and was admirably written with good taste 
and excellent feeling. We played at whist two evenings, and the 
others were passed in playing with the kitten, country diversions ! ! 

Monday, 15. Woburn. Arbuthnots, Ords and Faz. went. Mrs 
A. 4 is the most indefatigable questioner I ever saw ; she asked 
me sixteen running. In the evening we had tableaux : the chil- 
dren first and then the D 88 , L y Morley and Eliza Russell. The 
D 88 artfully prevented Miss Villiers, whom she hates. I was 
a spectre with little L d Boringdon. I have been reading L y 
Charlotte Berry's 5 novel called Conduct is Fate ; some is interest- 
ing and some thoughts pretty, but on the whole it is bad and 
commonplace, but not so much so as the world choose to say. 

1 Frances Mary Harford, natural daughter of Frederick, Lord Balti- 
more, who married Hon. William Frederick Wyndham in 1784. She was 
for many years an intimate friend of Lady Holland, and kept up a constant 
correspondence with her and Lord Holland. 

2 Sir John Newport (1756-1843), banker, and M.P. for Waterford, 1803- 
32. He was created a baronet in 1789. 

3 Miss Fox. 

4 Harriet, daughter of Hon. Henry Fane, married Charles Arbuthnot 
(1767-1850). She died in 1834. Both she and her husband were intimate 
friends of the Duke of Wellington. 

5 Lady Charlotte Bury (1775-1861), author of a Diary of the Times of 
George IV. 

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17 April. Left Woburn ; George with us. My Lady waited 
at Hemel Hempstead nearly half an hour for a thunderstorm 
which never came. The road was wretched, the day worse. 
When we stopped to leave George in Park Street, I, to my Lady's 
great surprize and indignation, went to dine with U Affleck and 
then to Almack's, which was full but not very gay. Lennoxes 
(not G.) there, Locks, Mrs Herbert, &c., &c., &c. 

Sunday, 21 April. Rode with Lawrence in several heavy 
showers. At dinner : Cowpers, H. Greville, Bingham, L d Gower, 
L d Clanwilliam, L d Lauderdale, Morpeths, Miss Howard, George, 
and Moore. The last five slept. The evening was agreable. 
Caroline 1 is a very pleasing and well-mannered girl, and it is 
quite impossible to see much of her and not like her. Mary looked 
very well, and was permitted to stay up till late. Bingham's 
voice is terribly against him, nor is what he says at all good or 
amusing. Henry looked very ill. My Lady grows to like him 
very much, and I should not be surprized if he ended by being 
an actual favorite. 

My Lord has given the statue of Bacchus that was at Ampthill 
to the Duke of Bedford, with the following verses. The Latin 
are good : 

" Saepe tua niniium quern sum veneratus in aula 
Ecce Deus, nostrae pignus amicitiae." 

"The honest God of wine and joy, 
Who rules o'er Woburn cheer, 
Whom I, perhaps too long a boy, 
Invoked so often here ; 
To thank you for your bright champagne 
I now in person send, 
Hoping he may for aie remain 
The offering of a friend." 

22 April. Rode to town, and only called on Miss Fox and 
L y Affleck. Henry I met in the park, who told me that a droll 
scene took place at M e de Lieven's about Francis Leveson. 
L y Stafford z was there and watched him like a cat. When 
he saw her, he did not speak a word to Miss Greville ; but the 

1 Hon. Caroline Georgina Howard, eldest daughter of the Morpeths. 
She married Rt. Hon. William Lascelles in 1823. 

2 Elizabeth, Countess of Sutherland in her own right (1765-1839), 
Francis Leveson's mother. She had married, in 1785, George Granville, 
Earl Gower (1758-1833)^110 succeeded his father in 1803 as second Marquess 
of Stafford, and was created Duke of Sutherland in the year of his death. 

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moment she was gone he begun in the most marked way. She 
does not like him much, and carries to a fault the fear of being 
supposed to encourage any great match. 

23 d April. Mackintosh, who arrived late after last night's 
debate, gave an account of Plunkett's speech, which seems to 
have been magnificent. He says he would rather be six days 
under the lash of Brougham or the ridicule of Canning than ten 
minutes under Plunkett's invective. It was against a Mr Ellis, 
who ventured to maintain that all the disturbances in Ireland 
were in consequence of a Popish plot. I rode to town, and went 
with Lawrence to St James's Park to see the people go to the 
birthday Drawing-room. Afterwards with Henry to the Bath- 
ursts, where the young ladies came in their court dresses and 
looked very well. Afterwards to Miss Vernon, where I found 
Dow. Warwick and her daughter in their court dresses, and also 
Mrs and Miss Hall, who seemed duller than ever. I dressed at 
Lady Affleck's, and dined with the Ladies Fitzpatrick, where 
we were only four. The carriage came early, and I went with 
Miss Fox to the Opera. Pietro I'Eremito, altered from II Mose, 
and longer than the captivity in Egypt itself. The Opera was 
not over till past twelve. Paul and Noblet made their debuts 
in the ballet. " Strange coincidence," said L y Morley, " Peter 
in the Opera and Paul in the ballet." The house looked beautiful 
when they sang, " God save the King," for almost every box 
had several plumes. Mrs Ellis looked beautiful. I was chiefly 
with the Bathursts and G. Lx., who looked very well in her plume. 
Lawrence introduced me to Mrs Dawson. Returned to H d 
H 86 , alas ! alas ! 

24 April. My Lady crosser than for some time back and 
blacker than thunder, which makes me regret going less. George 
came to breakfast and then we set off for Oxford. Our journey 
was rapid ; had I been in a hurry we should have gone slow. 
We arrived much earlier than was pleasant. The place looked 
more odious than ever. 

Staid at Oxford till Tuesday, 30 April. No event of any sort. 
Rouge et noir every night, which I did not attend, but which 
destroyed all social intercourse. Sydney Smith was at New 
College, and I dined there three days running to meet him. 
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Miss Hamilton's marriage to the Due de Coigny being announced, 
and F. Leveson dangling after Miss Greville. On 29, Monday, 
there was a dull concert. Miss Tree, who sang, " Mary, I believed 
thee true," beautifully, had only wretched songs given her ; 
and it was very flat. 

30 April. I left Oxford with George and Ashley at a little 
after seven and arrived at H. H. by two, where I found every- 
thing in confusion from the approaching debate. 1 We eat a 
hasty dinner, and, after stopping to disappoint poor L y G. Morpeth 
about taking her, we got to the H se of Commons. Canning even 
surpassed my expectations, highly raised as they were, and 
perfectly convinced me of the justice and expediency of the 
measure. Peel was followed by a tedious harangue of L d Nugent's, 
which was not listened to. Peel's speech was good in some parts. 
His manner is odious, and it is impossible not to hate him. 
Francis Leveson made his maiden speech ; it was a strange per- 
formance, full of fancy and metaphor, but not at all k-propos, 
nor do I think very successful. Canning's reply was the speech 
of the night and quite beautiful. I never was more delighted. 
During the division I went up to the ventilator, 2 where were L y 
Binning, L y J. Blackford, L y Holland, Miss and Mrs Canning 
and Lady Surrey. It was too anxious. The D. of Norfolk was 
in the greatest agitation. At one time when we heard our enemies 
were 244 our hopes were very slight ; nor was it for more 
than half an hour that the delightful paper was read, Ayes 249, 
Noes 244, majority 5. We got home at about three. 

ist of May. Rode to town, saw my aunts and Lady Affleck 
and went about with Lawrence. Delighted and rather surprized 
to find that there is a great disposition both with my Lord 
and my Lady to let me leave Christ Church. A trip to Scot- 
land with Allen was proposed, to which of course I eagerly con- 
curred, as he goes at the end of next week, and as it must put 
an end to my University vegetation. At dinner : L d Aberdeen, 
Dr Holland, Wortley, L d John Russell, Sydney Smith, Blanco, 
Sir J. Mackintosh, J. Murray. Nothing could exceed Sydney's 
wit and liveliness ; he made Blanco ill from laughing. 

2 d May. Moore and Washington Irving came to breakfast. 

1 Canning's motion. See ante, p. 107. 

2 A circular ventilator in the roof was then the only Ladies Gallery. 

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The D. of Bedford afterwards came to ease my father's mind 
about a duel he had this morning at seven o'clock with the 
D. of Buckingham, about some foolish, hot phrases at Bedford. 
It took place in Kensington Gardens. They fired at the same 
moment, Buckingham missed and Bedford fired in the air. L d 
Lynedoch and Sir W. W. Wynne were the seconds. I went 
with my Lady to Buckingham House to see the Library. 1 His 
Majesty it is said means to sell. There are very valuable Caxtons, 
and a curious Indian book full of illuminations quite beautiful. 
We went to call on the D 88 of Bedford, who was still very much 
flurried, but yet talked very sensibly and with great feeling. The 
correspondence began a week ago. She knew nothing about it, 
nor had the slightest suspicion that anything unpleasant was 
going on. Last night they settled he should breakfast at Holland 
House, so she was not surprized at his going early out. After 
Almack's he sent for her and Eliza Russell, under pretence 
of seeing their dresses, kissed them both and wished them good- 
night. He had had this on his mind so long, and only L d Jersey 
and L d Lynedoch were his confidants. He betrayed no sort of 
uneasiness ; and L y Morley said she sat next him on Wednesday 
at dinner and never knew him so full of conversation. While 
the seconds were measuring the ground the principals had a 
long conversation, and the D. of B-m asked the other Duke 
whether his Duchess knew anything about it, at which people 
are furious, as it was unfeeling. It certainly was ill-judged and 

3 d May. Went to the private view of Somerset House, 
where there are some beautiful pictures. 2 Wilkie and Lawrence 
are the most remarkable. L r Conyngham was very gracious to 
me, and made me go to look at H.M. bust by Chantrey, which 
is a chef d'ceuvre. There are two beautiful statues by West- 
macott. I rode home with Lawrence, and at dinner were, L d 
Rosslyn, L d Lynedoch, Blanco, Sydney, John Russell. The 
making the two seconds meet each other was rather absurd. 

4 May. Heard of the death of the eldest Miss Calcraft. 

1 Now the King's Library at the British Museum, presented by George 
IV in 1823. 

2 The Royal Academy held their exhibitions at Somerset House from 
1780 till 1838. 

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The Duchess of Kent and her two children x came to walk in 
the garden. Our future Queen is a pretty child. Ashley came 
for me at about two. We had a very pleasant journey, and I 
got from his conversation a much better opinion of his heart 
than I ever had before. His understanding is so warped by the 
most violent prejudices, that he appears quite ridiculous when- 
ever he finds an opportunity to vent them. We arrived at 
Oxford at about half-past eight, and I passed the two following 
days in all the confusion of packing and departing. I felt every 
now and then a pang at leaving a place where I have made some 
of my best friends, and where I have at times been very happy. 
I did not expect to have regretted it in the least, but when I 
saw how unfeignedly sorry both George and Henry were, I could 
not help feeling so for a few minutes. There has been an explana- 
tion between F. Leveson and L y Charlotte Greville ; the girl is 
still unmoved, but I cannot believe she will refuse him. Henry 
was in a great fidget and came up to town with me, partly for 
that, and partly to see Verity, as he is far from well. 

7 May. Left Oxford for ever. Arrived at H. H. at dinner- 
time. Found Sir J. Mackintosh, Miss Mackintosh, Ords, John 
Russell, L d Gower. Henry Webster, fresh from Paris, having 
crossed in an open boat from Boulogne, came in the evening. 
The Primate of Ireland is dead, in consequence of swallowing a 
bottle of laudanum, which was administered by mistake by his 
wife who nursed and loved him more than anything else in the 
world. They say she will not survive him long. 

Wednesday, 8 May. Went with my Lady to see L y G. Morpeth 
and the young branches of the family. Afterwards to L y Affleck, 
who was crosser than ever I saw her. At dinner : John Russell, 
Sir J. and Miss Mackintosh. I went to Almack's ; it was pleasant, 
though there was a great deal of squabbling about tickets, on 
which subject the patronesses have taken it into their heads to 
be severe. L* Jersey was quite besieged as I marched up the 
room with her. F. Leveson and Miss Greville seem to be prosper- 
ing ; and I hope it will do and that the young lady will learn 
reason and behave as she ought in duty to herself and her family. 
Her coolness, not amounting to aversion, though, is surprizing, 

1 The Duchess of Kent had a daughter, Anne Feodorowna Augusta 
(1807-72) by her former husband, Emich Charles, Prince of Leiningen. 

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and she says she does not wish to be married at all, which is 
absurd, for she cannot expect to live on with all the luxury she 
now has on her small fortune. The room was thin and it ended 
early. Lawrence came to H. H. door with me with his usual 

Thursday, May 9. Called on I/ C. Greville, where I found the 
illustrious Francis courting and apparently not in vain ; they 
seemed delighted with it. Henry rather better. I rode with 
Bathursts and G. L-x in the park till late. Horrid day. At 
dinner only, Sir James and Miss Mackintosh, John Russell. My 
Lord called in the morning to be introduced to the D 88 of Kent, 
with whom and with the child he was very much pleased as she 
has no form or pomp of Royalty about her. H. Webster in 
the evening. 

On May 14, Henry Fox and Allen set out for Scotland. They 
stopped to eat salmon at Berwick, "to gratify Allen's Scotch 
tastes," and stayed a night with the Lauderdales at Dunbar. 

Saturday, 18 May. Edinburgh. Sandford, who was all 
civility, got me lodgings in Princes Street next his own. I dined 
with Mr Thomson, 1 and met only his family and Allen's mother, 
Mrs Cleghorn, who is too ugly to go about but seems a hard- 
headed woman. It was rather dull. They talk very broad 
Scotch, indeed all the ladies seem as free-thinking as the gentle- 
men. Allen lives with the Thomsons. 

19 May. Called on a variety of Whigs with Allen, who 
engaged me for the whole of next week. I went with Mr Pillans 2 
to hear Chalmers, 3 who preached one of his most highfl own sermons 
on the love of this world compared to the love of the next. His 
voice is positively bad, his Scotch broad and vulgar, and his 
doctrines absurd and sometimes odious ; but yet it is impossible 
to let one's attention flag for one moment, or not to feel deeply 

1 John Thomson (1765-1846), Scotch doctor and surgeon, the author 
of several medical works. He married his second wife, Margaret, daughter 
of John Millar, in 1806. 

2 James Pillans (1778-1864), Rector of Edinburgh High School, and 
Professor at Edinburgh University, 1820-63. 

3 Thomas Chalmers (1780-1847), lecturer in the Scotch Universities, 
and largely instrumental in the formation of the Free Church. 

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interested and occasionally elevated in the scenes he draws 
from his rich and luxuriant fancy. It lasted for a very long 
time, but I was not the least tired, and, high as my expectations 
were raised, I was not the least disappointed. 

We (Allen, Sandford and his elder brother) went to dine with 
Jeffrey 1 at his little villa, Craig Crook. We met the Mess re 
Cockburn, J. Murray, &c., &c. The party was very agreable, 
and Jeffrey would be a remarkably pleasant man, if he was less 
afraid of speaking Scotch and did not mince his words in such an 
absurd way. His information is very great and his observations 
excellent. Mrs Jeffrey is a poor creature and not worth crossing 
the Atlantic for ; she seems good-natured and inoffensive, but 
has St Vitus' Dance and is very silly. Sandford sat up with 
me till very late, and we talked about his review and his prospects. 
He was very open and very agreable, and I feel I cannot help 
liking him very much indeed, though I am far from thinking that 
he cares the least for me. I wish I did ! 

20 May. Letter from Henry announcing F. Leveson's 
marriage to his sister as settled. I am heartily glad for both 
parties, and wish them all the happiness they have good reason 
to expect. I went for a few minutes to hear a trial, which was 
a dullish one, and its only merit was that Colborn 2 spoke, which 
I was very anxious to hear. His manner is peculiar and im- 
pressive. I dined with a large Whig party at John Thomson's, 
and then went to see Mrs H. Siddons 3 act L y Racket, who, 
except M lle Mars, is the prettiest actress in Europe. It was 
preceded by a stupid play about Magna Charta. I went with 
Sandford and his brother, who is a clever little barrister and 
agreable, but not so much so as Sandford, whom I like more 
every hour, and whose character stands very high just now 
from his admirable conduct at Glasgow. 

21 May. Went with Allen and Sandford to see the Advocates' 
and the Writers of the Signet Library, two very handsome 

1 Francis Jeffrey (1773-1850), Scottish judge, and editor of the Edin- 
burgh Review, 1803-29. His wife, whom he followed to America in 1813, 
in order to marry, was Charlotte, daughter of Charles Wilkes. 

3 Probably Henry Thomas Cockburn (1779-1854), Scottish judge. 
Previously a celebrated pleader and writer. 

8 Harriet Siddons (1783-1844), daughter of Charles Murray, and wife 
of Henry Siddons, Mrs. Siddons 's son. 

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rooms and with some very valuable books. We dined at Mr 
Craig's, the father-in-law of George Napier, 1 and I sat between 
Mrs Craig, who seems very foolish, and rather a cleverish Miss 
Napier. Sandford and his brother called for me, and we went 
to a large assembly of L y Morton's 2 in the hotel I lived in in 
1816. It was hot and dull. I was introduced to John Douglas, 
who was Sir A. Boswell's second, and whose conduct has been 
admirable. L y Morton is rather pretty ; she is daughter to a 
Devonshire Buller. L d M. is an old courtier, and will never 
inflame the Thames. 

22 May. Sandford and I went with L y Morton to the General 
Assembly, where Chalmers spoke for a few minutes only about 
the theological education of the students. Many clergymen 
spoke, and I was struck with their fluency and acuteness. Dined 
with John Clark, a very large party and a tolerably good dinner. 
I drank too much claret and left them early. I went for a moment 
to the play, and heard Mrs Bartley's last screams as L y Randolph. 

Thursday, 23 d May. I received letters from my Lady and 
Henry G. The former is very sore about Francis Leveson's 
marriage. The only news is the D. de Richelieu's death, the talk 
of the Chancellor retiring and Plunkett succeeding, and Bingham 
Baring's marriage to one of L y Sandwich's daughters. Henry 
writes in raptures at his sister's match, but cannot help feeling 
very nervous. I went to the G 1 Assembly again. The ladies 
chattered a great deal. Jeffrey and Cockburn spoke on different 
sides, about the right a Papist has to present or cause others to 
present a living. Cockburn spoke best, but had all the law against 
him. Dined at L d Gillies, and sat next to Sir G. Warrender. 
I thought the party would never have broken up, so I went to 
the play and saw The Jew and the Doctor, which rather amused me. 

25 May. Short letter from my Lord. No news. I went to 
the courts, where Jeffrey introduced me to Sir Walter Scott, 
which is what I have been most anxious for since I left London. 
I then went to Lady Morton's with Sandford, where I again 

1 George Thomas Napier (1784-1855), General and K.C.B., second son 
of Hon. George and Lady Sarah Napier. His first wife, who died in 1819, 
was a daughter of John Craig, of Glasgow. 

2 Susan Elizabeth, daughter of Sir Francis Buller, Bart., married, in 
1814, George, sixteenth Earl of Morton (1761-1827). 

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found Sir Walter looking over the Morton manuscripts some of 
the autographs of Mary Q n of Scots, John Knox, George Douglass 
and Lady Lochleven. Sir Walter took great pains and particular 
interest in decyphering the Order in Council for Mary's imprison- 
ment in Lochleven Castle. His conversation was very good 
indeed, and he told several stories of auld lang syne with great 
humour and point, especially one of roasting a monk, which 
resembles so strongly the similar attempt upon the Jew in Ivanhoe 
that it was difficult to restrain saying so. His head is full of 
expression, and his voice pleasant and engaging. I then walked 
round the Calton Hill with Sandford. He was delightfully 
agreable and entertaining. We dined at L. Horner's, 1 which 
was dull. Allen after dinner talked of three great men, Moses, 
Mahomet and Jesus Christ, and scouted the idea of the latter 
being more than man. I never knew Allen give his free opinions 
such vent as he does here, where he thinks they are heard with 
pleasure and certainly where he acquired them. 

Sunday, 26 May. I went for my sins to evening church, 
and heard a discourse about the Holy Ghost enough to make me 
hate him for life. Dull dinner at John Murray's. 2 

June 6. Several letters. F. Leveson to be married on the 
14 or 15. Lady Stafford's line is to be delighted. My Lady 
dined there and thought her very pleasant. She looks forward 
to the fertility of the bride. George gives me a cut about religion. 
L. Peel in love with Jane Lennox. Alvanley said to Sir J. Copley, 
" I hear Lady Cork steals your wax and paper." " Yes," said 
Sir J., " when she is at Sprotborough wax and paper cease to 
be stationary." 

Allen and I set off very early and arrived at Kinneil, which 
is a few miles from Linlithgow, hours before dinner. Mr Pillans 
was with us. He is a sensible man, but sees everything with 
the eye of a schoolmaster, and wishes the Cortes to divide Spain 
in some way or other that will be more convenient to teach. 
Young Mr Gibson also came down. He has unfortunately been 
to Greece, and went with an inquisitive mind and has returned 
with a narrating tongue. 

1 Leonard Homer (1785-1864), brother of Francis Horner. 

2 (1778-1843), the well-known publisher, and originator of the Quar- 
terly Review. 

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Mr Stewart l is a melancholy instance of the mind outliving 
the body. He is terribly feeble and at times very inarticulate, 
with his reason and memory perfect, and quite aware of his own 
situation. His spirits are very low, and his consciousness of the 
distressing state he is in very evident. Mrs Stewart is Cran- 
stoun's sister, and is a sensible woman, as is also the daughter. 
Both are (and I fear not unjustly) very much alarmed at Mr 
Stewart's illness. His manner is still calm and pleasant, but to 
see the breaking up of a superior understanding is a painful sight, 
and reminds one too forcibly what poor things we are and what 
a short time we have to enjoy the world and its blessings. The 
evening was pleasant ; we had ghost-stories, when Mr Gibson 
would allow us to hear of anything occidental. His knowledge 
is so correct and so minute that he had better publish at once. 
Had Providence not so often cruelly interfered during his various 
perils by land and sea, we should have been spared the bore of 
many of his narrations and descriptions. The house of Kinneil 
is the property of the Duke of Hamilton, and is one of the oldest 
possessions of that family ; part of it is not inhabited. It is 
large and rambling, and is not an ugly building though irregular 
and odd. 

Edinburgh. Friday, June 7. I dined with Sir Walter Scott. 
Allen could not go, and was only half sorry to have an excuse. 
Lady Scott 2 is nearly an idiot, with great marks of her love for 
the bottle in her face. Her only other affection seems to be for 
a horrid, ugly dog, that bites everybody but her. She was a 
Jersey or Guernsey woman, and talks broken English. He 
always calls her " Mama." The party was small. Captain Adam 
Ferguson, 3 Miss Macdonald, Mr Sharpe, Miss Scott, and a little 
nephew of Sir Walter's. After dinner we had several tunes on 

1 Dugald Stewart (1753-1828), philosopher and professor at Edinburgh 
University. Mrs Stewart died in 1838. Their daughter, Maria, died 
unmarried in 1846. To his teaching and influence was due the origin 
of that remarkable literary coterie at Edinburgh, comprising Jeffrey, 
Brougham, Allen, Homer and Sydney Smith, the outcome of which was 
the Edinburgh Review. 

2 Charlotte Mary Carpenter, daughter of a French refugee. She married 
Sir Walter in 1797, and died in 1826. 

3 Probably Sir Adam Ferguson (1771-1855), son of the Edinburgh 
Professor of Philosophy of the same name. Keeper of Regalia of 
Scotland, 1818; knighted 1822. 

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the bag-pipes, which seemed to enchant the poet. Mrs Lockhart, 
who came after dinner, sang, sometimes with and sometimes 
without the accompaniment on the harp, a variety of wild Scotch 
melodies, which are beautiful and very extraordinary, " Johnny 
Cope/' " Charlie is my darling," " The Braes of Killicrankie," 
and many others. Her voice is deep and suits it very well. 
Sir Walter joins in the choruses with enthusiasm. He told me 
several stories of his own family, and showed me a pistol which 
Dundee wore at Killicrankie when he received his mortal wound. 
We then went down to supper, where from stories of robbers, 
murders and banditti we got to ghosts and visions. Sir Walter 
told me the story of himself and Captain Ferguson, when rather 
tipsy, having both of them the same impression that a third 
person came and sat with them at table, and upon enquiring 
they found it impossible ; but yet the chair and the glass half- 
filled was still there, and they both agreed about his appearance. 
They evidently both believe it was supernatural, though they 
laugh and try to account for it. He told a variety of ghost- 
stories, and Captain Ferguson told a story of an attack made 
upon his room by some banditti in Portugal that made one 
shudder. Sir Walter of course did not touch on political subjects 
the least except about the existing Jacobitism in Scotland, 
which he says still lives to a wonderful degree, and that it still 
would be unsafe for M e d' Albany l to come here and would make 
the greatest impression in Edinburgh. He openly owns his own 
Jacobite feelings, and tried but lamely to defend the infamous 
sale of Charles the First by the Scotch army. Mr Sharpe 2 is 
a very clever man, and remarkable for his drawings and carica- 
tures. His voice is tedious, his manner boring. I did not get 
home till 2. 

June 8. Went out to dine at Jeffrey's villa, called Craig 
Crook. L d Kinneder, 3 a new judge, and several people there, 
L. Homers, Mr, Mrs, Miss Young ; rather pleasant and delightful 
weather. London news scanty. Fazakerley is married ; L y 

1 Louise de Stolberg, Comtesse d' Albany (1753-1824), the widow of 
Prince Charles Edward. 

2 Charles Kirkpatrick Sharpe (1781 ?-i85i), antiquary and artist. 

3 William Erskine (1769-1822), raised to the Scotch bench the year of 
his death as Lord Kinneder. 

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Davy blooming ; and Mackintosh in great spirits at his success. 
June 10. The eventful day of Stewart's trial. 1 Just before 
going with Mr Ferguson to hear it, I received a letter from 
Sandford wanting me to go down to him immediately and to be 
his second when opposed to Hare. 2 I sent his letter to Allen 
and went for an hour or two to the trial, but was too anxious 
with my own thoughts to enjoy Cockburn's beautiful speech. 
I had a long conversation with Allen, who dissuaded me from 
going down, which I had determined to do, though quite aware 
how unfit I am both from my inexperience and my excessive 
nervousness. I wrote a letter to Sandford to that effect, but am 
far from satisfied that I did right, except that I am sure I acted 
prudently for him. It made me very unhappy, and I was glad 
to return to the court and try to engage my mind on a different 
subject. The trial was very long and some of it very dull indeed. 
L d Rosslyn and John Douglas were the chief witnesses, and they 
both gave their evidence with the greatest perspicuity and 
precision. In fact, all were so much in favor of Stewart that 
no doubt could be entertained of the verdict, which was not 
given till four in the morning. I sat it out and was rather tired. 
Jeffrey's speech was less good than I expected, but Cockburn's 
was admirable. Mr Stewart was very much affected, and was 
two or three times in tears. His conduct has been admirable, 
and he has gained a great deal by the investigation. Nothing 
could be more convincing than the testimonies to the benevolence 
and gentleness of his character. The summing up of Justice 
Clarke was very much in his favor, and gave a severe cut at the 
personalities of the newspapers, which are now so perpetual in 
Scotland and have produced so much bloodshed and ill-will. 
I was allowed to sit on the bench between L d Rosslyn and L d 
Belhaven. On the whole it was very interesting, though the 
proving the handwriting was dull. The tutor tried to throw 
discredit on its being Sir A.'s hand, but was terribly browbeaten 
by John Murray. I got a letter in the morning from Lawrence 
announcing his engagement to Jane Lennox \ How odd \ She is 
not pretty, nor with any great attraction but extreme good- 
nature. My correspondence with Sandford agitated me a good 

1 See ante, p. 107. 

2 Owing to a pamphlet which Sandford had written. 

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deal, and at half-past four I went to bed, dissatisfied with myself 
and with the world, to pass a sleepless, feverish night. 

June 12. Allen persuaded Sandford to send for Jeffrey and 
to consult with him, which he did. I staid all day at home with 
S., as he does not venture to appear, for fear of giving his family 
suspicions of what is the case. I cannot help hoping that all 
may yet be arranged. Dined at John Murray's. Met James 
Brougham, L 7 E. Hope Vere, Mr Grahame. I was not well, and 
went with Sandford to walk on the Calton Hill. Hare's letter 
is to ask an explanation of a sentence in the pamphlet, to which 
Sandford's answer is only to refer him to the passage. 

June 13. Called with Allen on old Erskine of Mar, 1 who 
is 82 and grandson to L T Mar, who was 17 M. W. Montague's 
sister, to whom she behaved so infamously. He is a fine old man, 
and rather pleasant when he does not talk about charities and 
mechanics. I dined at home with Sandford and his brother 
Erskine, who is pleasant and quick. Allen called, and I made 
him delay our going on account of my headache at least for 
some hours tomorrow. 

June 14. Sandford had a letter from Hare, saying he (Sand- 
ford) is the author of the pamphlet, and evidently thinking or 
rather wishing the challenge to originate with him. What 
Sandford's answer was to be could not be settled without Jeffrey, 
for whom we waited some time, but in vain ; so at half-past one 
we left Edinburgh and slept that night at Cornhill. 

Sunday, June 16. Breakfasted at North Allerton. At York 
found a very kind letter from Sandford with a copy of his answer 
to Hare, which is proper and to a degree explanatory. The 
cowardly creature will, I have no doubt, remain silent. I hope 
he will. We went on to Sydney's, where we dined and slept. 2 
Mrs Sydney is a delightful person in her own house and educates 

1 John Francis Erskine, son of Lady Frances Erskine and her cousin, 
James Erskine. He succeeded to the estates of Mar in Alloa on his 
mother's death in 1776, and by Act of Parliament in 1824 was restored to 
the title of Earl of Mar, which had been taken from his grandfather, the 
twenty-seventh Earl, for his hand in the rebellion of 1715. Lord Mar 
died in 1825. 

2 At Foston, Sydney Smith's parish near York. Sydney Smith married 
Amelia, daughter of John Pybus, in 1800. Of their daughters, the eldest, 
Saba (1802-66), married Sir Henry Holland ; and Emily (1807-74) 
married Nathaniel Hibbert. 

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her children admirably. Sydney was brilliant as usual. I 
thought Emily very much improved and grown pretty. Mrs 
Sydney, though justly, abuses Bobus and Mrs Smith imprudently. 
I found letters from my Lady, Lawrence and Henry G. Law- 
rence's marriage is deferred. Sir Robert thinks him too young. 
The D ke of York's equipage was seized while he was at the levee. 
I cannot pity anybody who is so absurdly prejudiced against 
the Catholics. 

June 19. The last day of my trip, which has been very 
pleasant indeed. Allen has been all kindness, and it is not 
possible to see so much without being fond of him. As to his 
talents they are very great, and his knowledge quite wonderful. 
What Madame de Stael says of the German, Miiller, applies so 
well to him, that I cannot resist writing it down : " C'^tait un 
homme d'un savoir inou'i, et ses facultes en ce genre faisoient 
vraiment peur. On ne conceit pas comment la tete d'un homme 
a pu contenir ainsi un monde de faits et de dates. Les six mille 
ans a nous connus etoient parfaitement ranges dans sa m^moire, 
et ses etudes avoient ete si profondes qu'elles etoient vives comme 
des souvenirs." 

It is provoking, however, to see so sensible and such a kind- 
hearted man so bigotted to his opinions, and so narrow-minded 
and intolerant about those of the other faction. It is that 
extreme violence, that bitter inveteracy, that makes me always 
suspect the real honesty of politics, and makes me feel such an 
unwillingness to enter what seems to me to be no longer anything 
but a theatre of personal hostility and disgraceful struggles for 
office. Allen is far from a candid man. Many of his opinions 
are merely adopted from my mother, and he states them as 
acknowledged facts. He has sometimes too ingenious a view of 
some subject, and refines too far to bring out some general maxim : 
which is very absurd, but is one of his greatest hobbies. He has 
no wit, no imagination, no playfulness, and his gaiety is coarseness. 
His violence about Kings and priests is almost childish, and 
does his cause more harm than good. He is fond of prejudice, 
and when he has none of his own he adopts the prejudices of 
others, and has seized with warmth and often totally unsupported 
by facts the likes and dislikes my Lady has taught him to feel. 
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learn the history of the world or to hear his own violent opinions, 
but out of the subjects of religion, politics and history he has 
little powers or little inclination to talk. Great and accurate as 
his knowledge is, I cannot help always thinking that with the 
extreme violent opinions he maintains, it requires more candour 
than I think he possesses to relate facts that even remotely touch 
on political or religious subjects, without giving a shade of par- 
tiality to the picture that must partly destroy the fidelity of it. 1 

We left Welwyn at 10 and got to H. H. by 2. Found all at 
home, and I went out with my Lady to see Lady Lansdowne. 
L d L. has a decided fit of the gout it is his first. My Lord went 
to the House about the Marriage Act. L d Hertford dead. 
Francis Leveson is married ; both parties disliking each other 
very much indeed not a happy beginning. At dinner : L d 
Morpeth, John Russell. My Lord and Mackintosh came in the 
evening. Plunkett has quite fallen this year, and has behaved 
most shabbily in a true Hibernian manner. Everybody gives 
him up. 

Thursday, 20 June. Called on L y Bathurst, and found there 
L y Conyngham and her daughter, and the inconsolable, happy 
Lady Charlotte Greville. The Kf means to go to Scotland and 
not abroad. I went to Lawrence Peel. Found him in the most 
tearing spirits at the marriage, which after all is settled and is 
to take place on the nth of July. Sir Robert is to give him 
1,000 down and settle 800 a year on her ; and they will have 
2,000 a year, and he is to continue in the office. Yesterday 
there was a great party at the D 88 of Richmond's, where the two 
families were introduced to each other. Such a set as the Peels 
was never seen, hideous and vulgar. Poor Lawrence ! I am 
very sorry for him ; she is too old and too ugly. At dinner : 
Lady Ann and G. Fitzpatrick, L d Essex, Mr Calcraft, John Russell, 
Mackintosh. Rogers came in the evening. Mary Wilson 2 with 
Mary and Miss Mackintosh. She is a pretty girl and never looked 
handsomer. The plot to make her marry Vernon is now evident, 
and I am surprized to find my aunts and L y Lansdowne are in it. 

21 June. Rode out all morning. At dinner only Miss Fox, 

1 Compare Charles Greville's character of Allen, written at the time 
of his death in 1843. Greville's Journal of Reign of Queen Victoria, ii. 153. 

2 Illegitimate daughter of John, second Earl of Upper Ossory. 

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Rogers. My Lord at the H 8e of Lords, at the Catholic debate, 
where he made a very good speech, but where the division was 
bad, the majority being 42. l Sir James came home at 2, and 
gave an admirable account of all that happened. Rogers, who 
had the conversation quite to himself, was more brilliant than I 
ever heard him very ill-natured but witty, though satisfied at 
having such listeners and such silence. 

22 June. Called on Mrs Herbert. L y Harrowby was found 
at Mrs Fitzherbert's breakfast kissing E d Montague in one of 
the alleys by P 88 Esterhazy ; it has produced a scene. I rode 
with G. L-x, who looked very nice and was amiable. Lawrence 
shewed her my letter all about herself, very imprudent ; but it 
has made us better friends. Park full and pretty. Mary went 
to the Opera with L y Lansdowne. Mama and I dined tete-a-tete, 
and went there too. Mary looked beautiful. I was chiefly with 
the L-xs in the Fife box. They are delighted with Lawrence, 
but not with the family. I never saw anybody so attentive as 
he is. Home late ; found Brougham. My Lord had been to a 
Fox dinner at Greenwich. 

Sunday, 23 June. Walked in Kensington Gardens with G. 
L-x, who gave me an account of her squabble with L d Worcester, 
which was a hot one ; all about the reports of her trying to marry 
him, which were industriously circulated. L 7 F. L.-Gower has 
written to say that she supposes she ought to say she is the 
happiest woman in the world, but that would be false. She is, 
however, happier than she expected to be. 

June 25. Rode all morning with G. L-x. I like her more and 
more every day. Her age and her family distract me. Vernon 
failed me at dinner at the Travellers', so I had a wretched dinner 
at the Cafe* Royal with Arch d Home, and then to the Opera, 
where I was chiefly with the Greys and G. L-x. The debate in the 
Commons was on the L d Advocate ; his majority was of course 
great, but his character ruined. 2 Henry G. cold as ice to me. 

1 The second reading of the Catholic Bill. 

2 The accusations brought by James Abercromby against the Lord 
Advocate and other Scottish law officers were in reality a sequel to the 
Stuart-Boswell duel and the subsequent trial, referred to previously. He 
moved for a Committee to enquire into their conduct with regard to the 
public press, and into the recent trial of Mr Borthwick. He alleged that 
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Heaven knows why ! Lawrence takes but slightly to the 
Bathursts ; some old fancy about his brother. His family are 
terribly vulgar. The D 88 is quite delighted with Sir Robert. 

Thursday, June 27. Letters from Charles, who is 650 miles 
up the country from Cape Town. He gives a lively account of 
his journey and a good one of his health, but talks of his odious 
Indian plan. I hope to God he will not go, as we shall not see 
him for ages. I went to Mr Greenwood's great breakfast at 
Brompton. Passed all the time with G. L-x, whom I like more 
and more. She told me all the history of herself and Worcester, 
and of Emily Smith's black conduct in poisoning L y Jane Paget's 
mind against her. Lady Errol looked heavenly. Poor Charles ! 
To have seen her pretty attentions to L d E., who has sprained 
his ankle, would have driven him wild. The garden was beautiful, 
and I never saw such a pretty fete. Returned to H. H., but not 
in time for dinner, where were, L d and L y Granville, Miss Stewart, 
L d Lauderdale, Bob Dundas, Mr Knight. Luttrell and Tierney 
in the evening. I went with Bob to Harrington House, where 
there was an assembly. Chiefly with G. L-x and L y H. Ashley, 1 
who is beautiful and very amusing. Introduced myself to L y 
E. Monck, who had forgotten me. Lawrence came to the door 
of H. H. with me. Nothing can exceed his good-nature. He 
is happy beyond measure and likes his future wife more and more 
every day. She is very amiable, and I most sincerely wish 
them all happiness. 

June 28. Rode to town. Called on Lady Jersey and found 
Bennett and Duncannon hot on all political subjects ; rather 
tiresome. After to Lydia White, where I found Mrs Siddons 
looking very handsome. Lydia is dying fast, but has great 
philosophy and bears up with courage. She was pleasant. 
Rode with the Greys and Henry G. in the park. At dinner : 
Luttrell, Knight. Rogers and Mac. and John Russell in the 
evening. Very pleasant. Rogers said that he heard the only 
meaning of the statue in the park in honor of the D. of Wellington 

scurrilous papers which figured in Stuart's trial, and had illegally detained 
Mr Borthwick ; for the latter had in his possession certain documents 
which threw strong light on Stuart's innocence or guilt. The matter was 
made a party question, and the motion was defeated. 

1 Lady Harriet Ashley, daughter of Cropley, sixth Earl of Shaftesbury. 
She married Rt. Hon. Henry Lowry Corry in 1830. 

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was intellect overcoming brute-force. " Why," says he, " brute- 
force is left out and understood. What a pity intellect is not 
too, for that would have saved all expense." Scotch novels 
discussed. Rogers almost believes W. Scott's brother to be the 
author, in consequence of some conversations with Mr Irving. 

June 29. Delightful breakfast ; Sir James very agreable 
indeed. Parr at the Warwickshire dinner refused to drink 
Church and King. " Not," said he, " because I would not drink 
both in their real meaning, but I know what is meant here by 
the toast Church without the Gospel and King above the 
laws." Drove out with my Lady, and then called on the D M 
of Richmond and Lady Affleck. At the former I found the future 
couple. My Lady told me as a great secret, that Punch Greville 
had been to L d Lauderdale as Worcester's friend to know how he 
might in safety marry Emily Smith. L d L. knew no means to 
evade the law, but asked for 24 hours to consider. 

June 30. Worcester was married to Emily Smith yesterday, 
and went off this morning to Ramsgate. After dinner the tedious 
subject of the merits of the Universities was discussed at fearful 
length. L d Stowell undertook the defence of Oxford and made 
a studied oration about Sir C. Wren. L ds Gower 1 and Howard 
are both on the point of proposing to Miss Pointz 2 ; the latter 
will, they say, do it first and is the most favored ! ! ! 

July i. My aunts had a little fete at Little H d House to 
shew the Fantoccini 3 to the assembled children. It was very 
pretty. The Ladies Ashley, who were there, looked lovely. 
My Lady went down, and it went off very well. The D ke of 
Bedford has been and still is dangerously ill in Devonshire with 
an attack in his head. The Morpeths went away. Lady G. is 
again with child ! ! ! At dinner : L d Fitzwilliam, L d Milton, 

1 George Granville, Earl Gower (1786-1861), eldest son of George 
Granville, second Marquess of Stafford and first Duke of Sutherland. He 
married Lady Harriet Howard in May, 1823. 

2 William Stephen Poyntz (1770-1840), of Midgham and Cowdray, 
married Elizabeth Mary, daughter of Anthony, seventh Viscount Montagu, 
in 1794. Of their three daughters, Isabella, the youngest, married Brown- 
low, second Marquess of Exeter, in 1824, and Elizabeth Georgina married 
Frederick, fourth Earl Spencer in 1830. The eldest was already married 
to Robert, eighteenth Lord Clinton. 

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L d Grey, L d Dundas. L d Milton l is sensible, but his manner is 
disagreable and he seems to think everybody must be acquainted 
with all his actions however minute, and was rather offended 
at being asked if he was ever in Ireland. " To be sure. Did you 
not know that ? " I afterwards went to L y S. Heathcote's ball, 
which was not very good, for want of men. Chiefly with G. L-x 
and L y H. Ashley. L y Affleck has been telling a long history to 
the D 88 of Richmond about my being engaged to U G. Bathurst, 
all founded upon finding a note signed G.B. (which was from 
Lady Bathurst) in my room. Took leave of Wortley, who goes 
to Ireland. Home at 4. The Tavistocks and L d John went 
down to the Duke. 

July 2. The news from Devonshire not at all good. I dread 
it's ending ill very much indeed, but begin to despair. I drove 
out all morning with my Lady, who is very low and agitated. 
O'Meara 2 came to present his book about Napoleon, which 
seems very interesting indeed, though I fear imprudent. Dined 
at Lady Jersey's ; met L ys Cowper, Ossulstone, Holland, M e 
d'Orsay, M. Chateaubriand, Brougham. L ds Holland, Jersey, 
Erskine and Lansdowne came in triumphant from the Marriage 
Bill in the middle of dinner. 3 They have beat the Chancellor over 
and over again, and L d Belfast is safe. 4 I never saw people 

1 Charles William, Viscount Milton (1786-1857), who succeeded his 
father as fifth Earl Fitzwilliam in 1833. He had married, in 1806, Mary, 
daughter of Thomas, first Lord Dundas. 

2 Barry O'Meara (1786-1836), surgeon to Napoleon in St Helena. His 
book, Napoleon in Exile, denounced Sir Hudson Lowe's treatment of 
the captive. Lord Rosebery, in his Napoleon : the Last Phase, condemns 
the book, and speaks of it as worthless. 

3 The original Marriage Bill, as it passed the House of Commons, was 
calculated to amend the Act of 1754 and to modify certain clauses which 
nullified all marriages of minors. The Lords, however, took the matter 
much further, and practically did away with the nullity altogether, but 
complicated matters with a network of forms and documents. In this 
shape the Bill passed, after strenuous opposition from the Government ; 
and rather than lose it altogether, the Commons acquiesced in the altera- 
tions. True to the family traditions, Lord Holland gave the abolition of 
nullity in the case of minors his ardent support, following in the footsteps 
of his grandfather, who had so strenuously opposed Lord Chancellor 
Hardwicke's Bill in 1754. 

4 The allusion is apparently to Lady Harriet Anne Butler, who married 
Lord Belfast in December, 1822. Her mother, Emily, daughter of James 
Jefferys, married Richard, first Earl of Glengall,when he was barely eighteen. 

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happier ; it is a great triumph and must delight every one with any 
feeling. Chateaubriand l is rather pleasing ; his conversation 
is good and his manner gentle. Though he looks contemptible 
and little there is a great expression of talent in his face, and 
on the whole I liked him. It is an odd thing that little L d G. 
Somerset 2 is going to marry another Emily Smith, daughter of 
L d Carrington. Worcester has sent to know if the Duke of B. 
will see him. I went to a child's ball at L y Aylesford's. Blanche 
Howard dances most beautifully. What pleased me most was 
the raptures with which the Ladies Ashley talked of the Marriage 
Bill. It is in them good taste, good feeling and good sense. 
The father is disgusting, and meaner than any other wretch in 
the world. I never saw anybody so happy as L y Charlotte Ashley. 
I came home with the ladies. 

July 3. Accounts far from good of the D. of Bedford. The 
first symptoms were distortion of the features and violent pains 
in the head. I rode with the Greys, L y Morley and G. L-x in 
the park ; then dressed at L y Affleck's, and to dinner at Lydia 
White's, where I met L y Cork, W m Spencer, Dr and Mrs Somer- 
ville, Mr and Miss Boddington. Not so pleasant as before. 
Mrs Siddons and Ward in the evening. The latter in better 
health and spirits. He gave an account of his fall at Carrara, 
which sounds terrific. I went with him to Almack's. It was 
pleasant. The flirtation between L d Gower and Miss Pointz 
continued till three o'clock. The story is L d Howard has been 
refused, and that L d Gower will meet with the same fate. Bets 
are offered in favor of Howard. G. L-x there, not looking so 
pretty, but very amiable. W m Lennox 3 is pleasant strange, 
wild thing. Mrs H. Baring 4 very leste in her conversation, and 
told me some of the grossest equivoques I ever heard. H. 
Ashley there, quite lovely. Worcester and Miss Pointz are the 

1 The Vicomte de Chateaubriand (1768-1848) had arrived in London 
in April as French Ambassador. 

2 Lord Granville Somerset (1792-1848), Lord Worcester's brother. 

3 Lord William Pitt Lennox (1799-1831), son of Charles, fourth Duke 
of Richmond. 

4 Maria Matilda, daughter of William Bingham, of Philadelphia, 
married Henry Baring, son of Sir Francis Baring, but divorced him early 
in 1822. Her sister married Henry Baring's brother, Alexander, created 
Lord Ashburton. 

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only topicks, quite tiresome. Rode ! home at about 4 ; fine 

July 4. Up late. Drove with my Lady all over London. 
The accounts rather better from the Duke, but nothing to exult 
at. At dinner only L d Gower, who came when it was nearly over, 
but love was his excuse. He will certainly propose and not be 
refused. He means to follow the lady in the country. I went 
to fetch Mary from the Greys', where she had dined. Read the 
first volume of O'Meara's book, which is one of the most interesting 
I ever saw. It is impossible to leave it. How I should have 
gloried in sacrificing my liberty and comforts to have been of the 
slightest use to that extraordinary hero. That book makes one 
almost ashamed of belonging to the same nation as Sir Hudson 
Lowe and Lord Bathurst. Posterity will express that contempt 
and hatred for them which many now feel though have not the 
courage to make known. I am prouder and prouder every day 
of my father and mother's conduct on the subject, who are the 
only people that have dared to shew the noble generosity and 
compassion they have felt. O'Meara's book is more candid than 
I expected, as I feared, from the just hatred he bears Sir Hudson, 
he might be betrayed into blackening his conduct in instances 
he did not deserve. But I think the book is on the whole very 
fair and much more impartial than could be expected from a 
person who has suffered such treatment and been witness to such 

July 6. Rode with G. L-x and the Greys ; the branch of a 
tree fell nearly on us. Afterwards to dinner at C. Ellis'. Met 
the Agar Ellis', Granvilles, Miss Stewart, Miss and George 
Howard, L d Titchfield. 1 The latter was quite insupportable ; 
agriculture, national debt and the chasse of Welbeck. He was 
long, loud and slow. We sat for ages, and I only got to the 
Opera in time to see L y Charlemont in L y Jersey's box and to 
go to the door with G. L-x. L d Alvanley saw a hearse stopping 
in S fc James Street opposite one of the Hells. He went up and 
said gravely to the driver, " Pray, Sir, is the Devil dead ? " 
Sir James Mac. says he supposes he had a strong reversionary 
interest. Somebody (Luttrell, it is supposed) said, " Look at 

1 William Henry, Marquess of Titchfield, eldest son of William Henry, 
fourth Duke of Portland, died in 1824, at the age of 27. 

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Lady Stewart ! Her jewels are all real ; she is only paste ! " 
Excellent news of the D. of B. 

July 9. The accounts of the D. of B. good. In last night's 
Courier there was a correspondence between Abercromby and a 
Mr Menzies, evidently leading to a duel ; and also John Hope 
has published an abusive pamphlet attacking him for expressions 
in his speech in the House. Abercromby's friends consulted in 
the morning to bring on the breach of privilege in the House 
to-night. 1 My Lady and I drove about London, and found that 
Abercromby was actually gone. This alarmed us, and I went to 
tell Tierney in the House of Commons. At dinner : Mr and Mrs 
Ellis, L d8 Gower, Clare, G. and Miss Howard, G. Fortescue. My 
Lord and Mackintosh came at the end of dinner. Abercromby, 
John Hope and Mr Menzies have all been summoned by the 
House, and the former will be stopped on his road. Poor Mrs A. 
knew all ; he had informed her by a letter which Mr Kennedy 
delivered. Nothing ever was more bloody than these Scotchmen 
are. John Hope seems to be a perfect ruffian : Mr Menzies 
only a bully. L d Londonderry and the ministers behaved well 
when they understood what was the real object of Mr Courtenay's 

f< The ladies' man," as it is called, was put up to-day in the 
park and is handsome, though he looks running away from the 
foe. They have overcome all difficulty by sawing off all 
obnoxious parts and then putting a fig-leaf. A man in the 
crowd asked Mr Grenville, " Pray, Sir, who is Achilles ? " 

Wednesday, July 10. Rode in the park, Miss V. and G. L-x. 
Dined at Lady Cork's. In the evening came Lady Westmeath, 2 
a lively, pretty little vixen, which I believe she is. Lady Cork 3 
is entertaining, but in such a constant fidget that it fatigues. 

1 This was the outcome of the debate on June 25, Menzies being one 
of the counsel employed in the Borthwick trial, a case which arose out of 
the Boswell duel. He and Hope were summoned from Scotland to attend 
the House of Commons on July 17, when after a long debate both were 

2 Emily Anne Bennet Elizabeth, daughter of James, first Marquess of 
Salisbury, was first wife of George Thomas John, eighth Earl and first 
Marquess of Westmeath (1785-1871), whom she married in 1812. She died 
in 1858. 

3 Isabella Henrietta, daughter of William Poyntz, of Midgham, Berks, 
married, in 1795, Edmund, eighth Earl of Cork (1767-1856). 

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Her house is pretty. Went to Almack's. The Ashleys, Miss 
Villiers and G. L-x I was chiefly with. Miss Villiers is a spirited, 
high-minded girl, with strong sense and a good deal of information. 
Her manner is said to be flippant, but not justly so ; she has 
naturally not all the gaiety she assumes and that is her greatest 
fault. I think she is not a happy person, which keeps her in a 
constant state of effort to those with whom she is slightly 
acquainted, but the more I see of her the more I like her. She 
has a warm heart and a sound head. 

July ii. L d Grey makes histories about me for being with 
the Bathursts and Lennoxes, and says I live with the Tories. 
He is in a terrible humour, and vows he will never put his foot 
in the H. of Lords again. 

July 12. Rode, and met G. L-x and Apsley going to Kew. 
I joined them ; the party was pleasant. Kew is not the least 
worth seeing. We walked to the Pagoda and back. It was hot, 
and I rode fast home. L d Burghersh 1 is odd and pleasant ; 
Ladies C. Powlett and G. Fane, beside a troop of men. At 
dinner : D. of York, L d and L y Gwydyr, Lady G. Morpeth, 
L ds Foley, Lauderdale, Darlington, G. Cavendish, Sir H. Taylor, 
George dull and long. H.R.H. is a rapid but not a distinct 
talker. I have not a notion not only of what he said, but even 
on what subjects he talked. I went with L y G. to Lady Petre's 
ball, which was pretty. I was chiefly with Mrs H. Baring and 
the Ashleys. The latter delighted at the Marriage Bill being 
passed tonight with a majority of 120 to 20 in the H. of Commons. 
The accounts better of the D. of Bedford. Abercromby appeared 
in his place in the House and was addressed by the Speaker, but 
did not reply. I rode home at 4. 

July 17. Did not go out all day. At dinner, only H. Webster. 
My Lord and Mackintosh came late from the House of Commons, 
where Hope has come off with flying colours, and Peel cheered, 
which was bad taste and bad feeling. Allen was half mad when 
he heard it. I went to Almack's with Henry W. It was pleasant ; 
G. L-x and Mrs H. Baring I was chiefly with. Home at 4. Miss 
Sparrow is going to marry L d Mandeville. 

1 John, Lord Burghersh (1784-1859), who succeeded his father as 
eleventh Earl of Westmorland in 1841. Author of military memoirs, 
and was employed on diplomatic missions. 

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July 1 8. Called on Henry G. and Lawrence ; the former 
lame and ill. My Lady and my Lord dined at the Greys', where 
we met Lady Ponsonby, Tierney, and an Irish cousin who was 
a bore. With the Greys I went to L y Gwydyr, and there I had 
a long conversation with Miss Canning, 1 whose manners please 
me more and more, and whose situation distracts me. She 
talked with great feeling about India and the tears ran down 
her cheeks. From this moment I vowed to try all my influ- 
ence to stop her going and determined to speak about it. I 
never felt the little god's darts so much. Returned in a 
hack early. 

July 19. I told my aunt all my feelings and consulted her. 
She gave me the advice I expected, and recommended a sacrifice 
of my affection of course. I drove out with my Lady and openly 
told her. She spoke kindly, sensibly and most affectionately 
talked of age, fortune, &c., &c., &c. ; discussed the pros and cons 
tenderly and wisely. My mind, however, is made up. We dined 
at the Granvilles' and met L ds Morpeth, Clanwilliam, Cowper, 
Mr Huskisson, L y Cowper, Miss Howard, Miss Stewart ; it was 
pleasant. I went to the Greys for a few minutes and then to 
the D 88 of Argyll, where Miss Canning was not. I staid late 
and was cross as poison, odious to myself and others. Home 

at 3. 

Saturday, July 20. I had two conversations I dreaded, but 
which were both more favourable than I expected with Miss 
Vernon and my Lord. The latter was all kindness and spoke 
with a consideration that touched me. I dined at Lansdowne 
House, and met Miss Fox, Miss Vernon, Mr Macdonell, C. 
Sheridan and Mr Spring- Rice. The last is intolerable ; his voice 
is painful and his conversation terribly precise. Charles Sheridan 2 
is hideously ugly and an Ogle completely ; he has nothing of his 
father about him. I thought we should never have got to the 
Opera. At last this tedious time broke up, and we went. The 
Greys told me of little, stubborn John Russell's marriage to Miss 

1 Harriet Canning, George Canning's daughter, who married Ulick 
John, fourteenth Earl and afterwards Marquess of Clanricarde, in 1825. 
She died in 1876. Her father had been nominated Governor-General of 
India in March, but withdrew his acceptance in September. 

2 Richard Brinsley Sheridan's son by his second wife, Miss Ogle. He 
died in 1843. 

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Cowsmaker, a great fortune and an excellent marriage. 1 I went 
to Miss Canning's box and like her better and better. Then to 
G. L-x, whose sister was married this morning to Lawrence. I 
told her at length the state of my heart, and she was as kind as 
possible. The Cannings took me home to the lodge. I gave 
several broad hints, nor do I think they were misunderstood 
nous verrons. L d Londonderry in speaking on the Marriage Act 
said, " The nullity feature was buried in the womb of futurity." 
Mr Wetherall 2 spoke last night in the H. of Commons, and used 
some of the strangest words possible in a long, tiresome speech. 
Somebody said to the Chancellor, " What words Wetherall coins." 
" Oh ! " said he, "I should not mind the coinage, if it was not 
for the utterance." 

July 21. Went to church and heard Mr Rennell 3 give a very 
long and a very tedious sermon, for the sake of seeing H. C. 
Afterwards I rode to Gloucester Lodge 4 and found L d G. Bentinck. 
I staid some time. She is very, very lively, and has the prettiest 
manners I ever saw. Canning was civil to me and all went off 
well. I then rode and got wet in the park. At dinner : Mr 
and Mrs Lamb, Whishaw, Col. Macdonald, L d Lauderdale, 
M. S fc Julien, his son, H. Webster, Mr Markham, Mr Tierney. 
I was low, and went down to Little H. H. where I found all 
the cousinhood. My Lord avoided any conversation which I 
wished for. 

July 22. Called on L y G. Morpeth, because I saw the C-g 
carriage stop there. H. C. looked very pretty and seemed to 
observe my coming there. Then I called at the D 88 of Richmond 
and saw G. L-x, who was very goodnatured indeed. At dinner : 
L d and L y Lansdowne, L d and L y Ossulstone, L d Howard, Mr 
Whishaw, Mr Byng, V. and L. Smith. With the two latter I went 
to Mr Petre's ball, where I had a long conversation with H. C. ; 

1 John Russell (1796-1835), Commander R.N., son of Lord William 
Russell. His wife, Sophia, daughter of Col. George Coussmaker, succeeded 
to the Barony of De Clifford in 1833. 

2 Charles Wetherall (1770-1846), Solicitor-General 1824, Attorney- 
General 1826 and 1828. Tory Member of Parliament for many years. 
Knighted in 1824. 

3 Rev. Thomas Rennell (1787-1824) became Vicar of Kensington in 

4 Canning's house. 

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she seemed to like me. He was there and consulted in a whisper, 
which ended in his asking me to dinner ; and like a fool I refused 
because of the Greys. After that both Mrs and Miss Canning were 
coldish to me, which made me wretched. I am extremely annoyed, 
as they think me flirting without any real intentions. In this I 
will convince them that they are wrong. G. L-x was all kind- 
ness. I rode home at a little after four. In the morning my 
Lady and I had a scene. As she chose to sneer at me and be 
disagreable, I walked out of the room, and we had a display 
of affection afterwards. Took leave of Miss Villiers, who goes to 
Spa for six weeks. 

Tuesday, 23 July. Staid at home all morning and avoided 
any conversation with either of my parents. Dined at Lansdowne 
House. Besides the hosts only Vernon and Leveson Smith at 
dinner. We went to the Haymarket and saw She stoops to conquer 
admirably acted. Then I went to the Opera and visited only 
the Greys, Howards, L-xs and H. C. I proposed myself for 
dinner on Friday, and it evidently did not displease. She was 
very gracious and I was happy. Home in a hack at two. 

24 July. Only L d Morpeth and the two ladies at dinner. 
Afterwards I had two long conversations with my Lord and my 
Lady, begging me not to go to Almack's and speaking most 
seriously. I notwithstanding went, and there I was convinced 

that she is either a great flirt or that . I returned home, 

and wrote a note to my Lady saying I was to dine there. Mr 
Broadhead Brinxman proposed to G. L-x and was refused 

25 July. I did not venture to get up till near 2 o'clock, for 
fear of having any conversation with my Lord or my Lady. 
However I found a long letter from the former, which was so 
kindly and considerately written and put the madness of my 
intentions so forcibly that I determined to give up my fondest 
wishes, though it cost me a great deal. We went to dine at 
Mrs Darner's at Twickenham, in the house where Queen Ann 
was born. We met L d and L y Cowper, W m Lamb, Luttrell, 
L y Davy. The situation is pretty, and had I been in spirits I 
should have liked the drive, which was, I believe, pleasant. We 
slept at the Star and Garter at Richmond. I sent an excuse to 

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26 July. We came home in a violent rain. I rode in the 
park with G. L-x, and showed her my father's letter, after which 
she told me I should be behaving shamefully if I continued, as 
it was so very, very kind. At dinner : L d , 17 E. and G. Grey, 
L d and L y Cowper, L ds Clanwilliam, F. Conyngham, Ancram, Mr 
Abercromby, L d and L y C. Morpeth, Caroline Howard. Nothing 
could be more marked than L d Ancram x and L y Elizabeth. My 
father told me I had better leave town : proposed Spa or Scotland. 

27 July. Rode with G. L-x and dined at the Bathursts', 
because Canning dined at Holland House and I feared my Lord 
had spoken ; but I believe he has not. Met at dinner, L d Apsley, 
L y W m and G. and E. Bathurst, L y E. Berkeley and her son, and 
G. L-x. Then to the Opera, where I did not speak even to dear, 
dear H. C. Took leave of the Greys and home early. Morpeths 
slept at H. H. 

Sunday, 28 July. The day so wretched that K. Gardens 
was impossible and the park too, so I staid with the Howards. 
Harriet H. and the young ones came. At dinner : The Lord 
Chancellor 2 ! ! ! L ds Aberdeen, Lauderdale, Grey, Alvanley, 
Morpeth. Mess. J. Russell, Abercromby, Serjeant Lens, L y G. 
Morpeth, Miss Howard. It was pleasant. The Chancellor was 
very entertaining about the Baga (?) de secretis, of which he has 
the key ; and it contains all the indictments of former times in 
all curious cases. Very few people know anything of it, and 
only three people have access to it. He puts me in mind of his 
brother, 3 but is handsomer and less affected. 

29 July. The Morpeths went. At dinner, only Mr Vane 
and Henry Webster, Lady Affleck. My Lord in the H. of Lords, 
and spoke on the Alien Act. I went with Henry W. to L y 
Gwydyr's, which reminded me of the last time I was there. 
H. C. was there for a few minutes only ; we did not speak. 
G. L-x came, and we talked all night. Henry W. went off to 
Dublin. I settled with L d Ancram to go with him to Scotland 
next week, as I must go away. V. Smith flirted all night with 
Miss Stewart ; I hope something may come of it. 

1 John William Robert, Earl of Ancram (1794-1841), who succeeded 
his father, in 1824, as seventh Marquess of Lothian. He married Cecily, 
daughter of Charles, second Earl Talbot, in 1831. 

2 Lord Eldon. 3 Lord Stowell. 

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30 July. Rode to see a pigeon match at the Red House with 
G. L-x and others. Mr H. Baring's shooting quite wonderful 
the amusement barbarous. I went to the Opera, where I passed 
most of the night in Mrs Herbert's box looking at H. C., and then 
to the Fife box to take leave of G. L-x, &c., &c., who go to 

31 July. I/ Affleck took me to Edgware with Mary. From 
there I rode to the Priory, where I found at dinner, L d and 17 
Aberdeen, 17 Binning, Cimetelli, Cariati, Ward, and Mrs Hay, 
besides a brother of L d A.'s and the tutor. Lady Aberdeen 1 is 
very handsome, especially the upper part of her face : and is 
confined by illness to her sofa, from whence she rarely stirs. Her 
profusion of hair spoils her beauty from the girlish way she 
dresses it. Ward ill and low. 

August 3. L d Ancram in the morning, to settle about all our 
journey. I like him very much. I drove out with my Lady. 
At dinner : Mr W m Clarke, Mr O'Meara, Rogers, Mrs Fox, 
Miss Marston, Miss Fox, Miss Vernon, Vernon Smith. W m 
Clarke was very amusing about Sir Walter Scott, and told stories 
of coincidences that put it out of all doubt that he is the author 
of the novels. We had, in the evening, an alarm from a wild 
cat that got into the library. 

August 6. At dinner : D. of Argyll, L ds Clanwilliam, 
Morpeth, Howard, W m Lennox, Cowpers, Mr Currey, Rogers. 
I went with Howard to the Opera, and in the carriage I found 
to my surprize he knew all about H. C. and me. He gave me 
great comfort and advised me to speak at the Opera, which I 
did, and wished good-bye in the ante-room. She was not only 
kind, but seemed affectionate, and Mrs Canning was quite warm. 
I was rather overcome, and went home with my aunts. 

August 7. Miserable morning. Took leave of all at home, 
and went off to Hinchinbrook, where I found Ancram and his 
nephew, little L d Sandwich. 

August 8, 9. We set off at eight o'clock, travelled all night, 

1 Lord Aberdeen's second wife, Harriet, daughter of Hon. John Douglas, 
and widow of James, Viscount Hamilton, brother of Lord Aberdeen's 
first wife. She married Lord Aberdeen in 1815, and died in 1833. James, 
first Duke of Abercorn, was her son by her first marriage. The Priory 
at Stanmore had belonged to her father-in-law, Lord Abercorn, and was 
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and arrived at Newbattle 1 at 12 on Friday. Ancram is agreable, 
good-natured and well-informed. I hope sincerely he will marry 
Elizabeth Grey. He talked of her several times in terms of the 
greatest praise, as the best rider, the best dancer, &c., &c., and 
he went out of the Tory line to change at the LamUon Arms at 
Chester-le-Street, because the man at Durham had been rude 
to her. This looks well ! 

August 10. Drove into Edinburgh with Ancram. The whole 
town in a state of wild confusion. 2 Found L d Lauderdale had 
got me a room in his lodgings, and was very kind to me. I 
dined at Dr Thomson's ; only his family. After, to the play 
with Sandford. Miss Tree sang beautifully. F. Levesons and 
Wiltons opposite. L y F. looked prettier than I ever saw her. 
I feel very miserable, and fear that I have not strength of mind 
to subdue the passion I feel and have resolved to propose at once. 
If I am refused, which is probable, I am only where I was before, 
except that I shall have no self-reproach. 

Sunday, August n. Drove with Sandford to Craig Crook to 
see Jeffrey, who is in a state of alarm lest the K g should knight 
him. Mrs Jeffrey is half distracted at the notion. Dined at 
Dr Thomson's, tedious and dull. 

August 12. Called on Lady Breadalbane 3 with L d L., in whose 
apartments at Holyrood I am to live tomorrow. She is sensible 
and seems to have a true Scotch understanding. 

August 13. Drove out with Sandford, who rather jeers at 
me about H. C., and I was fool enough to tell him. Dined with 
L d L. and his son the Colonel at the Royal Exchange Coffee 

August 14. The King anchored off Leith, but would not land 
because the day was bad and he was tired. I dined with the 
Breadalbane family in Holyrood House, only a family party. 
L7 Glenorchy 4 very pretty and interesting. He is manly and 

1 Lord Lothian's house near Edinburgh. 

2 George IV arrived in state at Edinburgh a few days later. 

3 Mary, daughter of David Gavin. She married John, fourth Earl, 
and afterwards Marquess of Breadalbane (1762-1834), in 1793. 

4 Eliza, daughter of George Baillie, of Jerviswood, and sister of George, 
tenth Earl of Haddington, married, in 1821, John, Viscount Glenorchy 
(1796-1862), only son of John, fourth Earl of Breadalbane. She died in 
1861, her husband having succeeded to the titles in 1834. 

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open. In the morning I called on Duke Hamilton, who was in a 
flannel dressing-gown, much agitated about his dress and his 
dignities, having received no specific commands. Mr Sharpe, 
the antiquarian I met at Sir Walter's, came in, and they discussed 
with great warmth and interest the merits of a gauntlet that was 
just come whether it ought to be so long or not, whether it was 
to be sewed with gold thread, &c., &c., &c. I went to the play 
with Sandford and saw Rob Roy admirably acted, and The Spectre 
Bridegroom. God save the King was sung with rapture. 

August 15. Letter from George at Wansford, who is coming 
down here, which will be delightful for me. He announces Lord 
Londonderry's sudden death from gout in the stomach. His 
death, however, I find was voluntary and effected with a pen-knife. 
He had been very strange for some days, so much so that the 
K g observed it and spoke to L d Liverpool. I went to Mr Gibson's, 
from whence I had an admirable view of H.M. entry into the town. 
The procession was brilliant ; the day fine ; the people enchanted. 
Afterwards I saw him get into his private carriage from my own 
windows at Holyrood. My room is next his private staircase. 
I hope to God this horrid event may keep Canning in England 
and prevent his Indian expedition. If it does ! ! ! 

August 16. George came. We went a large party to see 
Rosslyn. Gwydyrs, F. Leveson, M de de Noailles, &c., &c. We 
walked for ever horrid paths, up precipices. George and I dined 
with the F. Levesons, and then walked all over the town to look 
at the illuminations, which were beautiful quite like fairy-land. 
L y Elphinstone was with us, and we went up to the top of the 
Calton Hill. I never saw anything prettier. Afterwards to Lady 
Gwydyr's. Won at ecarte. Lady Jersey has got a girl. 

August 17. Went to the levee. L d L. presented me. H.M. 
was gracious and spoke a good deal. Hot and full. I never 
saw more ridiculous figures grocers, tailors and haberdashers 
were among them. Dined at Sir G. Warrender's. 1 Met F. 
Levesons, Flahault, L d and Mrs Gillies, M e de Noailles, 2 who is 

1 Sir George Warrender, fourth Baronet (1782-1849). He succeeded 
his father in 1799, and married, in 1810, Anne Evelyn, daughter of George 
Evelyn, third Viscount Falmouth. Lady Warrender died in 1871. 

2 Charlotte Marie Antoinette, Vicomtesse de Noailles (1792-1851), 
daughter of the Prince de Poix, and widow of her cousin, Alfred, who 
was killed in Russia in 1812. 

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staying with Sir George, and he is in love with her. She laughs 
at him, and is not very susceptible herself. Sir George's house 
is the original of Brad war dine' s in Waver ley. He has made it 
comfortable and pretty. We went to Lady Belhaven's in the 
evening and had ecarte. I like both the F. Levesons the more 
I see of them. Ancram has had a fall from his horse, was bled, 
and went up to London to be with poor Lady Londonderry. 1 
It is a terrible blow to him. 

August 19. Called on Walter Scott, who was evidently out 
of humour with the King, and who is, I hear, in great disgrace 
for some officiousness. Dined at L d Gillies's : D M of Argyll, 
Belhavens, Lauderdales and a large party. The dinner good 
and rather agreable. In the evening to L y Gwydyr's, pleasant 
enough ecarte*. Home late. 

August 20. Went to the Drawing-room ; chiefly with Lady 
Elphinstone. 2 The display of beauty very transcendent, the 
dresses pretty, and the suite of rooms much the best in any 
English palace. The K g was civil to me and spoke. Despair and 
nervousness got the better of me, and I sent my proposal to 
Miss Canning under cover to Howard. God only knows what 
will be the result. I do not expect a positive refusal, but cannot 
hope and flatter myself that I shall be accepted. I must stay 
here till Monday for the answer. 

Wednesday, 21 August. Waited all morning for Sandford, 
who never came. Dined at Sir G. Warrender's large party : 
Gwydyrs, L y F. Leveson, D. and D 88 of Argyll, D. of Hamilton, 
L d A., Flahault, L d Rosslyn, L y Janet. In the morning there 
came an express from Dunrobin with news that L d Stafford had 
had a paralytic stroke and was alarmingly ill. F. Leveson set 
off instantly in one of K g ' s steamboats, and people observed very 
much on L y F. going out. After all one cannot expect her to 
care ; and though I think it would be better taste to stay at 
home, it does not much signify, for, as L y Gwydyr justly and 
Scotchly remarks, all the property is entailed. Home late ; lost 
at ecarte. 

1 Lady Londonderry was Lord Ancram's aunt. 

2 Janet, daughter of Cornelius Elliot, and widow of Sir John Gibson 
Carmichael. She married John, twelfth Lord Elphinstone (1764-1813), 
in 1806. 

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22 August. Went to a house of Sir G. Warrender close to 
the Castle to see the procession. The day was rainy and foggy, 
cold and damp. D. Hamilton looked very well indeed with the 
crown. He, or the regalia, was loudly applauded which I 
did not make out. The K* went up to the top of the Castle 
and bowed, rather absurd and useless. It was, on the whole, a 
failure. The party too at Sir G. were more numerous than 

.-1 ugust 23. To-day H. C. gets my letter and my fate will be 
decided. Heaven only knows why, but I passed the day in 
tearing spirits. Went with L y Gwydyr late to the review at 
Portobello sands. She is a clever, long-headed woman, with an 
excess of goodnature that takes the line of being a great flatterer 
and of a very impressive manner about trifles. The review was 
beautiful. The K. rode a white horse he bought here. It went 
off admirably. Dined with L y F. Leveson ; only George and Mrs 
Dundas, a blunt, sensible woman and good-natured. We went 
to the Peers' ball at nine. The K. came at ten and staid two 
hours. I never saw so striking a sight. All ladies in plumes, 
and everybody in full dress. D 88 of Argyll looked magnificent. 
Two Miss Maitlands were the beauties, and L y Glenorchy looked 
well. Better accounts from Dunrobin. Reels were danced for 
H.M., who was pleased. I was chiefly with L y Elphinstone and 
L y F. The former is amiable, but tedious and sticks like a leech. 
The latter I like very much, though she has great faults and very 
provoking ones total indifference to everything about her and 
no care for what she does or says. I made acquaintance with 
L d Enroll whom I like. She is not here ; poverty prevented her 
coming. He is beautiful. 

Monday, August 26. After a sleepless night got my letters, 
and found to my delight that Howard did not deliver my letter, 
as he thought it could do no good and might do harm. His 
letter was kind and sensible, but evidently not wishing for my 
prosperity. Walked with George up to Nelson's monument and 
Holyrood House. Dined at the Royal Hotel in L y F. Leveson's 
room, and then saw the two first acts of Kean in Macbeth. Then 
to the ball given by Caledonian Hunt to the King, the counter- 
part of the Peers', but not so full. L d Gower arrived. 

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17 F. with nobody to take her to Dunrobin. She reminded George 
of his rash promise, and he agreed to go. I dined with L y F., 
and met only the Wiltons fresh from Dunrobin. L d S/s 
attack is alarming. L y F. and I played at ecarte till one. She 
goes at six. My Lady writes word that she has been seriously 

Sunday, 15 September. Set off early, got to Howick at 5, 
and found the delightful news I expected of Canning's being in. 1 
I was enchanted, but not surprized. Nobody but the family, 
whom I am very fond of indeed. While at Howick M e de 
Noailles and M. de Saluces 2 were with us for the first two days. 
She is sprightly and agreable, with all the gaiety and some of 
the imagination of her country, but a less portion of beauty than 
most. However I liked her. Her escort was a most piteous 
concern, cross, dull and learned, disputing about every trifle 
and very tenacious of his own opinions. One day we went to 
Warkworth. The Castle is fine and the Hermitage very curious. 
The view from the boat is beautiful. I rode almost every day 
with the girls. Nothing can be pleasanter than Bessy gay, 
goodhumoured, clever and sweet-tempered ; if I had a heart 
at my disposal I should have lost it very soon. I told her about 
H. C., as I see she likes me, and it made us intimate. 

To my great annoyance H. Greville has heard all, and the 
gossiping Copley girls have been talking of it at Doncaster. We 
had a sharpish correspondence, in which he assumed a haughty, 
and I an affectionate tone : both false. He is angry, and I am 
furious, for I feel certain he has and will propagate it. With 
a thousand merits he is the greatest gossip and tittle-tattle 
I ever knew. Mr Petre's horse won at Doncaster, but he was 
cheated and did not clear a sixpence. The D. of Wellington 
has been nearly killed by the aurist Stephenson. Clanwilliam 3 
is to have a foreign mission, perhaps Berlin. My Lord had the 
gout at Bo wood, and they hurried back to H. H. One day 
passes very like another, punctual breakfasts and dinners, rides 

1 Canning had just been appointed Foreign Secretary. 

2 Count Alexandre de Saluces (1775-1851), Piemontese politician and 
writer on military subjects. 

3 Richard Charles Francis, third Earl of Clanwilliam (1795-1879), 
diplomatist, and private secretary to Lord Castlereagh for several years. 
He was Minister at Berlin 1823-7. 

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and whist in the evening. Charles Grey went to Ireland l ; he 
was a great loss. He is clever, and agreable from his high boyish 
spirits. Howick has a bad temper, a hideous face, and a moderate 
understanding the least amiable of the whole family ; even the 
much abused L y Caroline is his superior. 

I had a letter from Charles at Cape Town, talking of coming 
home immediately. He had heard of his exchange and meant 
to go in the first conveyance. My aunts are at Mr Kennedy's 
in Scotland, and partly to see them, but chiefly to stay with dear 
L y Bess, I consented to stay till Lambton races. Poor Mrs 
Lock's daughter, M e de Very, has been killed in a horrible way at 
Boulogne. I am glad I did not know her. A cart that was run 
away with ran over her, and nearly killed poor Mrs M. Greville 
too. I had a very kind letter from Wortley telling me of the Don- 
caster report, which was that I had proposed and been refused. 
Bessy also told me that Miss Copley had told Mrs Taylor she 
knew it, and implied that her knowledge was from the Cannings. 
In consequence of this I wrote to Howard, to ask if previous to 
returning my letter he had consulted any of the C. family. His 
answer was that he had not. I am amused at the specimen of 
three different sort of friends on hearing such a report. H. 
Greville, the inquisitive, writes me an indignant demanding 
letter ; the cautious G. Howard says not a word to me ; but the 
sincere and kind Wortley apprizes me of the report, without 
asking any sort of explanation and in the most friendly manner. 
It is at such moments as these that friends are to be judged. 

Shuttleworth is standing for the Wardenship of New College. 
I hope and believe he has a good chance. Gen 1 and Mrs Grey 2 
came for two nights. She is good-nature and ugliness itself, 
with a vulgarish manner and a sweet temper happy as the day 
is long and only wishing to see others happy too. Lady Bath 3 

1 Second son of Charles, Earl Grey, born in 1804. He became a General 
in the Army, and was for many years private secretary to Queen Victoria. 
He died in 1870. Henry George, Lord Howick (1802-94), a distinguished 
statesman, succeeded his father in 1845 as third Earl Grey. In 1832 he 
married Maria, daughter of Sir Joseph Copley, Bart., of Sprotborough. 

* Sir Henry George Grey (1766-1845), second son of Charles, first Earl 
Grey, a General in the Army. He married, in 1812, Charlotte, daughter 
of Sir Charles des Voeux, who died in 1882. 

3 Isabella Elizabeth, daughter of George, fourth Viscount Torrington, 
married, in 1794, Thomas, second Marquess of Bath (1765-1837), and died 
in 1830. 

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has been in the most imminent danger, and took a formal leave 
of all her family inflammation in the kidneys ; she is better. 
One day passes just like another ; we ride every day after 
luncheon and the post. My letters with Henry G. have been 
very sharp, and his in an unkind, harsh tone. Lady Ponsonby * 
and her son, F. Ponsonby, came. She is an active old woman 
and very cheerful. We walked one delightful night down to the 
sea and saw the most beautiful moonlight. I have tried, and 
cannot find a fault in Bessy. Lady Grey talked openly to me 
about Ancram ; she evidently wishes it very much and justly. 
He is almost worthy of her, I believe, and that is saying a great, 
great deal. Shuttleworth was unanimously elected ; he will do 
credit to his situation. I am most sincerely glad of it, for he 
requires having some employment, and I am sure he will acquit 
himself most nobly. He is as high-minded and liberal as possible, 
and there is nobody to whom I feel so indebted. 

Monday, 14 October. L d and L y Grey took me to Lambton, 
where we found, Normanbys, Wyvills, Lumleys, L ds W m Lennox, 
John Bentinck, M ess Petre, Buncombe, Witham, Cookson, Mills, 
and many other jockey betting people. L y Normanby sang a 
good deal, particularly one Scotch ballad that I liked very much. 
Lambton hates music ; when he came in she stopped. He 
flounced out of the room and slammed the door, and was very 
cross. I sat between L dies G. and E. Grey. Twenty-three at dinner. 

15 October. I went with L y Normanby and L y E. Grey to 
Ravensworth. It is a fine place, and when finished will be very 
handsome. L d A. Hill with a bad knee is there. We went to 
the top of the house to see him. All the family are fools, especially 
Lady R., who is mad into the bargain. 2 Jane is very pretty and 
sings like an angel. Mrs Liddell and her mother L y G. Seymour, 
were there. We walked about the gardens. L d R. has a great 
deal of glass. He ordered it all from London and when it came 

1 Lady Grey's mother, Louisa, daughter of Richard, third Viscount 
Molesworth. She married William Brabazon Ponsonby (1744-1806), 
created Baron Ponsonby, of Imokilly, in 1806. She remarried, in 1823, 
William, fourth Earl of Fitzwilliam, and died a year later. Frederick 
Ponsonby, her youngest son, died unmarried in 1849. 

2 Thomas Henry, first Baron Ravensworth (1775-1855), married, in 
1796, Maria Susannah, daughter of John Simpson. Their eldest son, 
Henry Thomas Liddell (1797-1878), succeeded his father and was raised 
to an Earldom in 1874. 

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found it was made at Newcastle, which is within two miles of 
him. I like the girls very much ; they are good-nature itself. 

16 October. The races were very pretty. The Petre Cup, 
which that animal Petre gave, was won by a horse called "Tom 
Paine." There was some mistake about starting ; and L d W m 
Lennox was treated, I thought, unjustly and unkindly. I like him 
very, very much indeed. I had a letter from Charles, dated, 20 July. 
He is to come in a ship called John Palmer ; it makes me very ner- 
vous indeed to hear of all these tremendous gales. The dinner 
was very large ; a ball in the hall afterwards, the Ravensworths, 
L d A. Hill. We played at whist. Mrs Lumley looks very pretty 
when dancing, but powders her nose and paints her eyebrows. 

17 October. One of the farmers was thrown off his horse and, 
I thought, killed, but was only slightly hurt. Mrs Lumley makes 
desperate love to Lambton, but I do not think there is anything 
in that. She is the oddest creature I ever saw. I did all sorts of 
nonsenses after dinner for L y Normanby, whom I like excessively. 
She is good-nature itself. Mr Witham got drunk and burst 
into my room at night, Buncombe and J. Bentinck following ; 
it was a stupid practical joke. Muncaster at dinner. 

Friday, 18 October. Letters from my Lady at Panshangcr 
on their way to Ampthill, where they want me to come, and 
press extremely. I feel very low about a thousand things, and 
am delighted to be in a bustle where I am obliged to think of 
anything but the odious fears and alarms that will obtrude 
themselves. It is silly to be unhappy by anticipation. The 
Normanbys won a great deal. A very quiet dinner. Afterwards 
Lambton quarrelled with Mr Wyvill and others about his horses 
being supposed to be favored, and was as cross as possible. The 
chief amusement was slipping shillings down Mrs Lumley 's back 
and then fishing them out. This made Lambton crosser. He 
overheard a conversation I had with her, for which I shall never 
be forgiven. He looked blacker than thunder ever after. There 
was a ball afterwards Ravensworths'. Miss Ellison is rather 
pretty. Petre l was and has been the whole time the butt of the 

1 Hon. Robert Edward Petre (1795-1843), son of Robert Edward, ninth 
Baron Petre (1742-1801), by his second wife, Juliana, daughter of Henry 
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party. W m Lambton 1 is agreable, though blaze with everything 
and everybody. He is never pleased, and bored with whatever 
is going on, without the pleasure even of hope, for he does not 
expect to like anything at all. He praises Ancram very much. 
L d Normanby has bought Mr Wyvill's " Kitten/' and I fear has 
been cheated. The latter is a rogue, with a frank, open manner 
but a designing countenance. To bed at 3 ; the gas smelt 

October 19. Last day of the races. " Kitten " beat, as I 
expected. Buncombe won the Ladies' Cup which was very 
pretty. Many of the people went. We still dined in the library. 

Sunday, October 20. Letter from Ampthill. L d Amherst is 
to go to India. The day was wet, and all morning was consumed 
in making nonsensical verses about Petre and Mr Witham's 
drunken perambulations of the house. W m Lennox distinguished 
himself very much for his quickness and drollery. John Bentinck, 
Petre and the Normanby s went to Ravensworth. We dined in 
the dining-room. I had a letter from Howard tracing the report 
to Henry Greville \ \ \ This is impossible. I sent H. G.'s letter 
from Doncaster to him. I had also a letter from Ancram on his 
road north ; he goes first to Scotland and then to Howick. 

Sunday, November 17. Farming Woods.* The Ladies were 
very good-natured and agreable. They talked about Mary 
Wilson's marriage as a thing they wished and promoted. H. 
Webster, like a fool, proposed or at least did as much, and met 
with the rebuff he merited. 

November 18. To H. H se , where I arrived after suffering 
agonies from tooth-ache at about half -past seven, and found them 
at dinner. Rogers and Sir James Mackintosh ; Charles gone to 
dine out. A kind reception I met with, and no sort of allusion 
to H. C. of course. Charles came at night and we talked till near 
morning. He is as delightfully amusing as ever and full of 
gaiety and good humour. Mary looking more lovely than I ever 
saw her. 

November 20. Went to town with my Lady, who was pleasant 
and seems in good humour. Only Bingham additional at dinner. 

1 William Henry Lambton (1793-1866), J. G. Lambton's second 
brother. He married Henrietta, daughter of Cuthbert Ellison, in 1824. 

2 The residence of the Ladies Fitzpatrick in Northamptonshire. 

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He is no favorite of mine, foolish, chattering and only good- 
looking. M e de Souza 1 has written a new novel called M e de 
Fargy, which is, I hear, bad. Two women she had manned with 
her own character, Sir James says. He is in good spirits now and 
has heard of his daughter's safety, and his vanity seems tickled 
with his election at Glasgow where they have made him L d 
Rector. W. Scott was his opponent, and was beat hollow. 

November 21. Rode to Fulham and saw Lady Jane Peel. 
Lawrence was out. It is a nice place, and they are as happy as 
the day is long. She has caught some of his sarcasm, I think, 
and seems clever. I then went and had a long coze with L y G. 
Bathurst, who was very amiable and entertaining. At dinner : 
C. Ellis, L d Howard ! ! ! Byng, Mr and Mrs Lamb, Rogers and 
Mackintosh. Charles dined and slept out. I dreaded seeing 
Howard, but not a word passed between us. Soon I must have 
a long talk with him. I saw Lawrence in the morning and found 
him very kind and pleasant. 

Nov. 28-30. Staid at Middleton. George came over one 
day, very happy and satisfied with the security of success. Lady 
Jersey very agreable one evening about P 8S Charlotte, and told 
all the history of her quarrels and M e de Flahault's. It is very 
wonderful how correct Lady Jersey always is and what a memory 
she has ; she never tells what is not true, and yet talks more 
than anybody in England. Mr Bankes is returned for Cambridge 
and Mr Hill is to be H. Secretary. L y E. Balfour's child burnt 
to death in a horrid way at Dunbar. 

Old Burlington Street, December II. O'Meara in the morning. 
Bertrand's shabby letter has done him harm, and he shewed us 
the still shabbier excuses Bertrand makes for it in private. It is 
extraordinary that after devoting his life to Napoleon in the way 
he so nobly did, he should now barter all his fame for a petty 
legacy ; for it is merely to get the will ratified that he has con- 
tradicted hi public what he owns to be true in private and what he 
must approve of if he really has any attachment for the Emperor's 
memory. O'Meara's letter is admirable, and nobody can doubt 

1 Adelaide de Filleul (1761-1831), who married, first, the Comte de 
Flahault, who was guillotined in the French Revolution ; and secondly, 
in 1802, Jose Maria de Souza-Botelho, for many years Portuguese Minister 
in Paris. 

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the authenticity of the book that knows anything about him. 
Charles off early to F. Woods. Dined at Mrs Tighe's. Met : 
Lady Sandwich, Dr and Mrs Holland, Miss Godfrey, L d Meath 
and a gawky, chattering son, Ward. Pleasant on the whole. I 
sat next to Lady S., 1 who is an agreable woman. L d Tankerville 
is dead. Lady H. Montague in the evening, not so monstrous 
as I expected. 

December 12. A letter from Lady Grey denying the slightest 
truth in the story of Bessy's marriage. 2 I am very sorry indeed. 
Dined with my Lord and my Lady alone, and went to see The 
Huguenot with Lady Affleck. It is interesting and Macready 
acts well. Miss Kelly less odious than usual. 

December 18. Rode and joined Ward, who was very pleasant 
indeed. L d Wellesley has been pelted by the Orangemen in the 
theatre at Dublin. Only the Abercrombys at dinner besides our 
four selves. We went to see Kean and Young in Othello and 
lago ; nothing can be finer than the acting of the former. It 
quite agitates one. I never knew him so free from faults as 
tonight and so full of unstudied beauties. Bertrand is to be 
employed soon by the French Government ! ! ! Virtue is but a 

December 20. Called only on Lady Affleck and Lady G. The 
theatricals at Castle Howard went off very well, but with very 
little pretension. At dinner : L d and L y Cowper, L ds Morpeth, 
Gower, F. Conyngham, Mr Tierney, Mr Grenville. Lady C. 
makes a fool of herself with Francis Conyngham. The Tanker- 
villes 3 in the evening. L d T. has left all to his wife, and she has 
behaved most handsomely to all parties. Punch Greville in the 
evening. He has a shrewd head and some information, not an 
atom of feeling, but great general good-nature, or at least pretends 
to have it. He was very pleasant, and sat till late talking very 
agreably. L y Carlisle has had an attack again of her paralytic 
seizure. A fire broke out in the night at Long's Hotel, and a 
great deal was demolished. 

1 Louisa, daughter of Armar, first Earl of Belmore, married George 
John, sixth Earl of Sandwich (1773-1818), in 1804. Lady Harriet Montagu, 
their eldest daughter, married William, second Lord Ashburton, in 1823. 

2 To Lord Ancram. 

3 See ante, p. 89. Lord Ossulston had just become Lord Tankerville. 

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December 27. At dinner : L d Granville, L d and L y G. 
Morpeth, Mrs Lamb, Luttrell, G. Anson, F. Howard. The latter 
goes to India tomorrow ; he is to be L d Amherst's aide-de-camp. 
Jekyll says he hears L d Glenbervie has translated a dull Italian 
poem, and that everybody compliments him on the fidelity of the 
translation. Clanwilliam is to go to Berlin. Mr Coke has got 
an heir. 

December 30. Walked out with Leveson to the park. Nobody 
at dinner. Went afterwards to the play, where I found Mary, 
Mrs Smith and Leveson. Spoiled child ! Miss Clara Fisher's 
acting was inimitable. My Lady better. 

December 31, 1822. L d Gower, L d and L y G. Morpeth, L d 
Clanwilliam at dinner. The latter was very flippant and pert ; 
nor do I see where his merits lie. He is enchanted at going to 
Berlin. The Francis Levesons are come to town ; he is going 
with L d F. Somerset on a special mission to Madrid. 

Here ends 1822, which has been an eventful year to me but 
from my own folly and impatience has only placed me in an 
awkward and not in an advantageous situation. If repentance 
can do any good, nobody repents more than I do my own rashness 
and absurdity at Holyrood House, which combined with my 
absurd haste on the igth of July has almost ruined my wishes. 


January 7, 1823. I had a letter from Sandford about Sir 
James Mackintosh's speech at Glasgow. 1 He says : " The speech 
was brilliant in some passages and very Mackintoshian in all. 
The spirit just and philosophic, the expression copious and refined, 
but the manner nothing better than the parliamentary see-saw 
and sing-song. The chief fault was length and a total miscon- 
ception of the audience. He never seemed to recollect that the 
great majority of his hearers were almost boys and could not be 
interested in long details and historical allusions. But on the 
whole it was well received, though I must not conceal from you 
that disappointment was the general impression." 

January 8. At dinner : L d and L y Granville, L d Morpeth, 
W m Howard, Rogers, Charles. Rogers very brilliant in the even- 
ing. He makes an expedition of a fortnight or three weeks to 
several country houses, and comes home with a budget of little 
observations on their manners, habits and characters. 

January u. Took a cold drive with my Lord to H d House, 
and dined at Mr Boddington's. 2 Met Mr and Mrs Scarlett, 
Lydia White, Sir H. Davy, Ward, Sharp, Mr Hallam, and the 
fair Grace Boddington. When Mrs Scarlett was not eating, I 
heard my host say, " Mrs Scarlett, you don't eat. Won't you 
play with a bit of sweetbread ? " Ward was pleasant, but para- 
doxical about Shakespeare. Hallam is an odious man in society, 
very good in his books, I believe. 

January 16. When Mr Plunkett went to congratulate L d 

1 His address to the University as Lord Rector. 

2 Samuel Boddington, M.P. for Tralee. His daughter and heiress, 
Grace, married Henry Fox's half-brother, Henry Webster, in October, 


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Wellesley on his escape, 1 the L d L e said, " I hear it was entirely 
done by Protestants. Do they take me for a Papist ? " "As 
to that," replied Mr P., "I don't know, but your Excellency 
certainly behaved like a Roman." I dined tete-a-tete with L y 
Affleck and played at cards all evening. 

January 20. Called on the Bathursts, who are just come to 
town. Lady Jersey has been very near making mischief between 
us, but in vain. I dined at Mrs Tighe's. Met Ords, Ward, Mr 
H. Tighe, L d James Stuart, Cornwall, W m Ord, Hallams. Mr 
Hallam is one of the most disagreable members of society I 
ever have the misfortune to meet. Ward was pleasant, and so 
is Cornwall, 2 though vulgar-minded. 

January 21. Staid at home all day reading Peveril, which 
is just come out, and is good as far as I have gone. Nobody at 
dinner but four selves. My Lord not well enough to come to 
table. Miss Vernon has had rather a serious fall, and hurt her 
head a good deal. Charles and I went to the Opera, chiefly 
with the Bathursts and Peels. G. L-x very agreable, but not 
upon H d H 8e subject. Les dures verites (if verites they are) 
are painful. Henry Greville just come from Welbeck in a sweet 

January 24. Mr Fox's birthday. I went with L d Thanet to 
the Fox dinner. We sat for ever and I was bored. L d Erskine, 
Mr Lens, Mr Scarlett, Mr Denison, and many dirty, violent 
little black people, who talked about taxes, poverty, funds, war, 
peace, the wickedness of ministers generally, for they had no 
particular fact or person in view, and the usual prophecies of 
ruin, tyranny and revolution which wind up the sentences of 
speculative politicians. Good dinner at Grillon's Hotel. 

January 25. At dinner only our four selves, Henry Greville 
and Poodle Byng. Allen at Dulwich. Henry and my Lady 
don't suit. She is very civil to him, and he barely so to her. 
We went to the Opera, chiefly with Lady Gwydyr, who amused me 
with her plans for a junction with the present ministry. Lord 
Grey she wants to send for Lady Grey's health to Italy ; and 
then she thinks, with Canning, L d Wellesley, L d Lansdowne and 

1 A bottle was thrown at Lord Wellesley 's head when attending the 
theatre in state. 

2 Described by Creevey as a "London flash" (ii. 132). 

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my father, with the backstairs influence of Lady Conyngham, to 
make a sort of mixed ministry with the sacrifice of political 
opinions and attachments. My father, I am sure, will never do 
such a thing ; and though I never like answering for those I do 
not know much of, I think L d Lancdowne knows too well the 
worldly advantage of reputation to sacrifice his opinions for the 
bare power he might get. Lady G.'s political feelings are all 
connected with the court, and she cares for nothing but power. 
She is a pleasant woman, though too cautious of offending those 
she speaks to, but equally so of censuring those she speaks of. 
My aunt and Mrs Ord brought me home. 

Sunday, January 26. At home all day. The snow and frost 
have lasted for more than a week, and are quite intolerable. 
At dinner : Mr and Mrs Abercromby, Mr Brougham, Serjeant 
Lens, Charles. Mrs A. was strangely attired, something between 
Q n Katherine and the muslin of a toilet-cover. Many jokes are 
made about Vansittart's title. 1 They talk of L d Cara^n, L d 
Woold and Coold, which is the way he pronounces would and 
could, and which is meant as a parody on Say and Seyle. The 
best, however, is that he cannot take the name of his birthplace, 

January 27. At dinner : Morleys, L ds Gower, F. Conyngham, 
Morpeth, W m Ponsonby, Mr Rogers, Mr Heber. 2 I sat by the 
latter, with whom I had a good deal of conversation. He is 
good-natured and has acquired a good deal with all his book- 
collecting and reading, but is rather in the Oxford style of humbug, 
which is so very odious. I rather like him. He is very much 
given to drinking and eating, which his friends \ \ \ say has 
deadened his understanding. His brother has accepted the 
offered Bishopric of Calcutta, which is very extraordinary, as 
with great talents and very good interest to banish himself 
voluntarily for a station which is not even brilliant is very 
wonderful ; but as Canning once accepted India, who can be 
surprized. L d Morley is to move the Address. 

1 Nicholas Vansittart (1766-1851), Chancellor of the Exchequer, 
1812-23. He took the title of Baron Bexley. 

2 Richard Heber (1773-1833), book collector and one of the founders 
of the Athenaeum Club. M.P., 1821-6. His brother, Reginald Heber 
(1783-1826), had just been appointed Bishop of Calcutta. 

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January 28. Charles, after a variety of hesitations, went 
off with W m Ponsonby to a shooting-party at Wherstead. Only 
Mr Tierney at dinner. I went to the Opera. Chiefly with Lady 
Morley, who was very agreable and rattled away great nonsense. 
Miss Mellish, the heiress, was with her ; she is a pleasing person 
with very good manners and sensible conversation. Colonel 
Stewart, son of the Professor, is persecuting her in the most 
infamous way. Afterwards to the Peels in L d Fife's box. Henry 
Greville very cold to me. 1 Our friendship is falling fast to 
pieces ; I cannot help being sorry for it, though he has behaved 
both unkindly and ungenerously towards me. I loved him once 
very much indeed a great deal more than I believe he merited ; 
and though not less than he then affected for me, I have good 
reason now to believe much more than he ever felt. He has 
some merits, which his vile education and vile Greville temper 
and selfishness have almost destroyed. His code of morality 
has no restrictions, but from the qu'en dim t'on. His own con- 
venience and amusements are his primary objects, and if he can 
obtain them by the sacrifice of his neighbours they are sweeter 
and more acceptable to him. He has a better understanding 
than the frivolity of his occupations and conversation lead 
people to expect a good deal of quickness and some drollery. 
His uncertain temper and total disregard of secrecy upon every 
subject, however important, have by degrees separated us more 
and more. I still feel for him great regard and good will, but 
in future I shall never be weak enough to trust him with anything 
that would form a sentence in his gossiping dispatches. I wish 
the mask did not fall off the faces of our friends one by one. It 
is very painful to see so much clearer every day of one's life ; 
and I fear the clearer one sees, the less good is really to be found. 
It thawed all day, God be praised ! 17 G. Morpeth brought to 
bed of a daughter in the morning. 

February i. Old Burlington Street. At dinner : Lansdownes, 
L d Morpeth, George, Brougham, Sir J. Mackintosh, Abercromby. 
The Scotch novels discussed and shamefully abused by Brougham 
and Abercromby, one from envy, the other from party feeling. 

1 Two days later Fox wrote : "I found out from G. L x the real 
cause of Henry's coldness. He is angry with me very justly. He, G. 
L x and / have each behaved very, very ill. Which is worst I don't know." 

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Went with George to the Opera, dullish. Bathursts brought me 
home without a chaperon. 

Sunday, Feb. 2. At home all day. L d Grenville has had a 
slight paralytic affection, but is recovering. At dinner : Ords, 
Sir Guy and Lady Campbell, 1 L d Bessborough, Sir James Mac., 
Macdonell. Sir Guy is too bad, without tolerable manners. I 
hear he is honourable and warm-hearted, vulgar, passionate 
and suspicious. Poor woman ! What a lot ! A great many 
people came in the evening. Great curiosity as to the line this 
country is to take about Spain, and the chances for and against 
a war. 2 

Feb. 4. Called on the D sa of Argyll and Lady Normanby, 
whom I delight in. Parliament meet. The K g ' 8 Speech was 
pacific and gives great hopes. I heard L d Morley move the 
Address. His speech was dull and with some absurd words, 
but not so highly ludicrous as was wished and expected. " Your 
Lordships being advertanced " and " H.M. having taken adver- 
tances," were phrases that ran through his speech. By my own 
impatience I missed hearing Brougham's speech, which all who 
heard it thought magnificent. He was to have moved an 
amendment recommending active measures for Spain, but seeing 
that such a warm part in favor of the Spaniards was taken by 
ministers, he instantly changed his plan and instead of a vitu- 
perative, made a very laudatory speech. I dined alone at the 
Travellers' Club after a bath there, and went to the Opera. 
No news, except universal praise of Brougham and some lurking 
fears of hollow professions from the ministers. Canning is never 
direct and open in his way of proceeding, and there is such a 

1 Sir Guy Campbell, first baronet, so created in 1815, a Major-General. 
His second wife, whom he married in 1820, was Pamela, daughter of Lord 
Edward Fitzgerald and " Pamela," his wife. Sir Guy died in 1849. 

2 The crisis in Spain was the direct outcome of the Revolution of 1820. 
The new constitution, though nominally accepted by King Ferdinand, had 
left him a puppet in the hands of the contending political parties. The 
chief powers of Europe, through the Congress of Verona, set about to cham- 
pion his cause, England being the only country which did not break off 
diplomatic relations. Early in 1 823 the French invaded Spain, and meeting 
with little opposition from the Cortes, who retired to Cadiz, re-established 
the absolute monarchy. Ferdinand's return to power was the signal for 
stern measures against the Liberals ; and the reign of terror then established 
lasted until his death in 1833. 

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variety of plots and counterplots that it is difficult to know his 
real drift. 

Feb. 6. The D. of Bedford came to town to be blooded. I 
fear the account is not so good. Mary is delighted with Woburn, 
and all there doat on her. The scene of Walter Scott's new 
novel is to be laid in France at the time of Louis XI ; this is a 
profound secret. 

26 Feb. Paris. 1 Called on a variety of people. M e de 
Bourke all full of mysteries and suspicions. Went to the 
Francais to see (Edipe, and after to see Bigotini in Nina, both 
excellent. Then to M e de Bourke 's, where I found Talleyrand, 
Mole and a party of politicians, with Mrs H. Baring in the 
midst of them, rather deplacee. War seems still doubtful, and 
all parties except the priests wish vehemently against it. 

28 Feb. Went to see Soult's pictures, which are quite mag- 
nificent. Found an assembly of English, Ladies Lake, Oxford, 
Rancliffe, &c., &c. L y A. Harley is handsome but looks like 
a . . . ; her mother amounts to being disgusting. 2 Dined at 
Sir C. Stuart's ; met Belfasts, Hopes, L d Thanet, F. Lamb, &c., 
&c. It was pleasant. Afterwards to M de de Souza's, who is 
agreable, though her flattery is so gross it becomes merely 
offensive. Gallois was with her. Talleyrand says, " // n'y a 
personne pour fair e la guerre et personne pour I'empecher." 

March 17. Monday. Nice. 3 Got our English letters ; not 
much news. Poor Kemble is dead. The government in England 
mean to support L d Wellesley, which I am sincerely glad of. 
Called on Fazakerley and his little wife, who is a pleasing woman 
and reminded me of Mrs Ord and Miss Stewart. Abercromby 
has carried a motion against the Orange Lodges, which is a 
great triumph and a blow on the knuckles to Peel. Wrote to 

March 18. Rode out with the Fazs. to M. de Chateauneuf's, 
from which the view is very beautiful. The tyranny, suspicion 
and espionage of this government surpass all bounds ; the 

1 Henry Fox left London for Paris with John Wortley on February 22. 

2 Jane Elizabeth, daughter of Rev. James Scott, married Edward, 
fifth Earl of Oxford, in 1794. Her third daughter, Lady Anne Harley, 
married the Cavaliere San Giorgio in 1835. 

3 The travellers reached Nice on March 16. 

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revolution has made things worse. 1 This man has given himself 
up to the Austrian interest, and the whole country is in a shocking 
state. Called on Andreoni, who is a Milanese nobleman, formerly 
in good circumstances, but now wretchedly poor and quite a 
martyr to the gout. He has been in all parts of the world and 
knew Washington very well. He is an extraordinary man, and 
sometimes is very agreable I believe. We dined with Faz., in 
the house my mother describes as hers when she was here years 
ago. In the evening came Pahlen (a Russian), who is very agre- 
able and seems to be very well informed. He talks English as 
well as I do. The Due de Valombrosa, having been concerned 
in the revolution, has been living here in disgrace. He now has 
leave from his government to travel ; with the exception of 
France, Spain and England he may go where he likes. Lady 
Morgan's book has done incalculable harm, especially to those 
she praises for having liberal opinions ; and for that many have 
been banished, imprisoned or watched. 2 

Sunday, 23 March. Rode with the Grevilles and dined with 
the Blessingtons. 3 D'Orsay is established with them and, she 
says, is to marry L d B.'s daughter, whom he has never seen and 
who is only 13. This, I suppose, is only a blind. She is not at 
all pleasant, very vulgar and very abusive ; laughs at L ds Grey 
and Thanet, especially at the former, for making love to her, 
which she says would be ridiculous to any woman but to her it 

1 Nice was still under the Sardinian Government established at Turin. 
King Victor Emmanuel (1759-1824) had preferred to abdicate after the 
military revolution of 1821, and Charles Felix (1765-1831), his brother, 
was ruler at this time, and, as is mentioned above, supported the Austrians. 

2 Her book on Italy, published in 1821, was proscribed by the King of 
Sardinia, the Emperor of Austria and the Pope. 

3 Charles John Gardiner, second Viscount Mount joy (1782-1829), 
created Earl of Blessington in 1816. By his first wife, Mary Campbell, 
widow of Major William Brown, whom he married in 1812, he had one 
daughter, Harriet Anne Frances, who was married to Count Alfred d'Orsay 
in 1827. His wife having died in 1814, Lord Blessington married, 
secondly, in 1818, Marguerite, daughter of Edmund Power. Her first 
husband was Captain Maurice Farmer (d. 1817), from whom she had 
separated immediately. She died in 1849, at the age of sixty. 

Count Alfred d'Orsay (1801-52) was son of Count Albert d'Orsay, one 
of Napoleon's generals by a morganatic daughter of the King of Wurtem- 
berg (see ante, p. 72). His sister Ida married the Due de Guiche, after- 
wards Due de Gramont. 

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was insolent. She told him, " Are you vain enough to suppose 
that if I was inclined to play the fool with anybody, you would 
be the person I should choose ? " 

March 28. Genoa. Good Friday. To my great joy I found 
the W m Russells 1 on their way to England. She gave a delightful 
account of Italy, is quite miserable at going home, and keeps 
no bounds about the D 88 of B. We went to see S* Lorenzo, which 
is the cathedral and is built of black and white marble. The 
service was very fine. Letters from England. Sydney got a 
living from the D. of D. 2 

March 29. We dined with Mr Hill, 3 and met Sir W. W. 
Wynn and L y W. I called on L d Byron in the morning, but he 
was out. He lives at Albaro. We saw also the Serra Palace, 
famous for one very magnificent room. Napoleon when here 
lodged in the palace of Andrea Doria. Nothing can be more 
hated than the Piedmontese are here. By the revolution they 
have gained nothing, and have only lost a mild, amiable, foolish 
sovereign and got in his stead a suspicious, clever man, who, 
rather than be exposed to any more popular convulsions, would 
call in the Austrians to assist him ; which his brother would 
never have thought of, having a good Italian hatred for those 
barbarians. The old man is living near Turin and in very bad 
health. All the liberals and all the discontented join in their 
praises of him, and when he passed through here he was treated 
with great enthusiasm. The trade of this town is improving 
every day, but the nobility are going completely to ruin. Few 
of them, and none of the best, reside here. 

Lady William sailed this morning for Nice. She leaves 
Italy with a heavy heart. She told me several very good Roman 
stories. The D 88 of Devonshire 4 gave a very magnificent diamond 
ring to the physician who is supposed to have restored Cardinal 

1 See ante, p. 37. 

2 At Lord Carlisle's request, the Duke of Devonshire gave Sydney 
Smith the living of Londesborough. It was within a drive of Foston, and 
though he was obliged to keep a curate in residence there, the stipend was 
a welcome addition to his insufficient income. 

8 William Noel Hill (1773-1842), who succeeded his brother as third 
Lord Berwick in 1832. British envoy to the Court of Sardinia, 1807-24. 

4 Elizabeth, Duchess of Devonshire (1758-1824), who, after the death 
of her second husband, William, fifth Duke of Devonshire, in 1811, resided 
for many years in Rome. 

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Consalvi to life. Nobody knew what was his complaint. The 
D M had just returned from Naples, from whence she had written 
perpetual letters to him and had received as many from him. 
The wits said, " Qu'il etait malade d'une correspondence rentree." 
M> d' Albany sent for a young German physician that had 
attended the last moments of her old friend, Mrs Windham, 1 
who had made tea at her dull parties every evening for 22 years. 
It so happened the physician had never seen anybody die, and 
he was amazingly shocked at witnessing poor Mrs Windham 
expire. Of course he thought M e d'Albany sent for him to know 
some melancholy particulars, and what were her last words, 
&c., &c. But what was his horror, when she said, " Vous 1'avez 
vu mourir, et apres sa mort meme. Eh bien, dites-moi done. 
Est-ce qu'elle portait une perruque ? " 

March 30, Sunday. We dined again with Mr Hill and met 
Sir W. W. Wynne. Mr Hill is a great rattle, but rather amusing ; 
and it diverts one to watch him involving one parenthesis 
in another and yet always returning from whence he started. 
Ever since we have been here it has been des jours-de-fete, and 
nothing can be prettier than to see the streets so crowded. The 
costume of the Genoese women, who are generally very pretty, 
is amazingly becoming. They all have a white veil over their 
heads, which, contrasted with their beautiful black hair and the 
bright colours of the other parts of their dress, looks remarkably 
well. Most of them have a profusion of gold ornaments, which 
are generally very well worked and look extremely rich. I saw 
here several oldish women of the lower classes with their hair 
dressed and powdered in the fashion of the ladies of London 
and Paris sixty years ago. I received the kindest note from 
L d Byron, appointing me at two tomorrow, and written in the 
kindest manner possible. 

March 31. Genoa. Letters from England ; not much news. 
Better hopes of Spain. I went to L d Byron's at two o'clock. 
He lives at a very pretty villa at Albaro, a little out of the town. 2 

1 See ante, p. in, 

2 The Casa Saluzzo, taken for Byron by Mrs Shelley ; while she and 
the Hunts lived close at hand in the Casa Negroto (Works of Byron, 
ed. Prothero, vi. 120). Byron's description of Henry Fox's visit, written 
to Moore two days later, can be read in the above (vi. 178). 

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To my great dismay the family of Blessington were forcing their 
way, and his Lordship had already gained admittance. I found 
L d Byron very much annoyed at their impertinence and rather 
nervous. He received me most kindly, and indeed his good- 
nature to me has always been most marked and flattering. His 
figure is shorter than I recollected, probably owing to my having 
grown so much since. In face he is not altered. A few grey locks 
scattered among his beautiful black locks are all that announce 
the approach of that age that has made such an impression on 
his mind, and of which he talks so much. However, he is only 
thirty-five, and if he was fifty he could not consider himself 
older. D'Orsay was with them, and to my surprize I found that 
L d Byron could not, or would not, talk French. While the B.'s 
staid, the conversation rather flagged. As soon as they were 
gone he talked most agreably and most openly on every subject. 
He thinks of going to England, and his desire to do so is rather 
roused by perceiving Douglas Kinnaird does not wish it. He 
was sorry not to converse with d'Orsay. Having lived so long 
out of the world it was rather an amusement to him to see what 
sort of an animal a dandy of the present day is. Rogers he talked 
of in terms of deep-rooted dislike. He has played him several 
very scurvy tricks, and if he does any more he will publish the 
most severe satire he has written, in which Rogers is not spared. x 
Rogers, when in Italy last, came and spent some time with him, 
to observe on the nakedness of the land. When he went away he 
said it was great hypocrisy in L d Byron wearing such a profusion 
of crape on his hat for 17 Noel, 2 when the real fact was, he had 
sent the hatter the hat and the man had put the quantity that 
is usual in Italy. He talked a great deal about Lady Byron, and 
asked if I knew anything about her or the child. He said it was 
an odd fact, and perhaps one I should not believe, but that his 
recollection of her face is so imperfect that he is not sure he should 
know her again. The child he means to leave entirely under her 
guidance, for if it was to pass a month, a week or a day with him 
alone, whatever it might do wrong afterwards would be ascribed 

1 Compare Byron to J. Murray, Feb. 20, 1818 (Works of Lord Byron, iv. 
202) ; and Sept. 28, 1820 (v. 80), where he calls Rogers " the double-faced 
fellow," and speaks of "that blackguard Brougham." 

2 His mother-in-law, who died in January, 1822. 


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to that unfortunate time. He alluded to the cause of their 
separation, and said he had no conception what it was for, but 
that the world would one day know he supposed. When he gave 
his MS. Memoirs to Moore he offered L y Byron to read them 
and add whatever she chose in the shape of note or observation. 
She wrote back that she declined to inspect them. His letter 
and hers he sent copies of to be added to the Memoirs. With 
Brougham also he is very angry for some thing he has said about 
those Memoirs, and he means, I think, to have a slap at him. 
His quarrel with Murray seems to be well grounded. There are 
fifteen cantos of Don Juan now written and ten are in England, 
but either D. Kinnaird x or the booksellers are afraid to publish 
them. When he was at Coppet an old lady of seventy, who had 
written several English novels and who had been a friend of 
L y Noel's, the moment she heard he was in the room fainted from 
horror. He wishes he had never published Cain ; it was written 
in great haste, and some of it he thinks very bad. Of my father 
and mother he spoke in terms of the warmest gratitude, and 
nothing could exceed his kindness to me. During the Queen's 
business he was very much pressed to come over, but he declined, 
because he said, " Vote for her he could not, vote against her 
he would not ; and indeed in cases of separation he did not think 
himself a fair judge." He says he now is taking to be fond of 
money, and he has saved 3,000. His projected journey to Eng- 
land is merely to conclude a lawsuit which requires his presence. 
Don Juan is what he is most actively employed about now, and 
he means to continue it till it bores him. At Pisa he got into 
a squabble with the police about a man that had insulted 
him, and that one of his servants cut at and wounded. The 
government took it up and vexed him by a thousand petty little 
tricks, and he therefore came here. During the revolution he 
was deeply implicated in the conspiracy, and had he been dis- 
covered he would have fared very ill. He was only suspected, 
and a hint was given him to leave the Papal States. The biogra- 
phical accounts of him in the French dictionaries seem to be the 
most absurd things : in one, they say he drinks out of the polished 

1 Hon. Douglas James William Kinnaird (1788-1830), son of George, 
seventh Baron Kinnaird ; a banker and intimate friend of Byron and 

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skull of one of his mistresses, and in another that he lived on an 
island like a savage for many years. The tones of his voice 
are as beautiful as ever, and I am not surprized at any woman 
falling in love with him. Lady C. Lamb, he says, has the power 
of imitating his hand to an alarming perfection and still possesses 
many of his letters which she may alter very easily. 

Pisa. April 4. Pisa is a very pretty town but inferior to 
Florence, which from its Duomo, its quays, its bridges, it some- 
what resembles. I had sent my card to Princesse Borghese, 1 
and she sent me word she hoped to see me at half-past-seven. 
I of course went with great curiosity and punctuality. I found 
to my dismay and disappointment that she was about to give 
a great concert. Pucini, 2 the celebrated composer, lives in her 
house, and is a sort of master of the ceremonies. When I arrived 
the pianoforte was tuning, the candles lighting, the Princess 
dressing. Pisan after Pisan came in and seemed enchanted to 
see each other, but for a full hour and a half no Princess appeared. 
At last she came. Her manner and her reception could not 
have been more royal if Napoleon was still upon the throne he 
once made illustrious by possessing. She has been very ill. 
Her face is very beautiful but angular. The expression of her 
countenance is very vif and full of talent ; her voice, oppressed 
as she was by a cold, is very harmonious, and I was far from 
being disappointed. Her manner is very royal, and that well- 
bred indifference, which persons in such exalted situations must 
assume and which makes them while engaged in one conversation 
say a civil word in another, prevents any suivi entretien. She was 
amazingly civil to me, and talked a good deal. Now and then 
her conversation bordered on what was leste. There was a great 
deal of music ; Pucini 's sister sang very well ; she is quite a 
girl, very pretty, and destined for the stage. I was extremely 
shy, and nothing but the veneration I have for her wonderful 
brother and the pride I feel that my father and mother have 
acted such a distinguished and honorable part with regard to 
his infamous detention and treatment at St Helena could have 
given me courage to go. I was very glad however I did. 

1 Pauline Bonaparte was at this time living separated from her second 
husband, Prince Camillo Borghese. 

2 Perhaps Michele Puccini, father of Giacomo Puccini. 

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April 7. Florence. Of course our first attentions were paid 
to the Gallery and the Venus de Medicis. It is a field too vast 
to enter upon and too striking to be forgotten or require any 
memorandum. In the evening went to M e d' Albany's. She 
is a harsh, hard, clever, unfeeling woman, very shrewd, very 
illnatured, but rather entertaining. She has had two remarkable 
men for her husbands, one from situation, the other from talents. 1 
She has lived in remarkable times and I hope she will leave 
some memoirs. They would be interesting. 

April 8-15. We staid at Florence. We dined several times 
with the C. Cavendishs, 2 who are pleasant, unaffected people. 
We dined one day with L d Burghersh 3 and met a very large 
party, D. of Leeds, L d and L y Dillon, Sir P. and L y Gresley, 
Cavendishs, Ellices, and a '.lady who is one of Lucien Bonaparte's 
numerous daughters, Madame Posse. The house is handsome 
and the dinner was splendid. The hostess has a bad manner 
and seems a very disagreable woman. I sat between L y C. 
Cavendish and Mrs Ellice 4 ; the latter I like very much indeed. 
We talked on the most agreable subject Bessy's perfections. 

On the I4th we went to a most splendid party at Prince 
Borghese. Only half the house was opened, twenty-four rooms. 
Beautiful carpets, furniture, mirrors, and I never saw anything 
that approached it in magnificence. In one room there was a 
fountain beautifully managed with a lamp burning under it, 
and a profusion of flowers. 

The Boboli gardens have been my favorite walk. The view 
of Florence is most magnificent. I leave these southern climes 
with deep regret. Few are the charms that England offers me. 
I am greatly wanting in that satisfied, tranquil, imperturbable 
conviction that England is far superior to the rest of the world. 

1 She lived for many years with Alfieri, but never married him. 
Whether, after his death, she married Fabre, the painter, is uncertain. 

2 Hon. Charles Compton Cavendish (1793-1863), fourth son of George 
Augustus Henry, first Earl of Burlington, was created Baron Chesham in 
1858. He married, in 1814, Catherine Susan, daughter of George, ninth 
Marquess of Huntly. 

3 See ante, p. 134. His wife was Priscilla Anne, daughter of William 
Welle sley Pole, fourth Earl of Mornington. 

4 Edward Ellice (1781-1863), for many years Member of Parliament, 
married, in 1809, Lady Hannah Althea Grey, daughter of Charles, first 
Earl Grey, and widow of Captain Bettesworth. 

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The whole object of an Englishman when once ferried over 
Pas de Calais is to compare every thing he sees to the diminu- 
tive objects he has passed his existence with, and to make a 
sort of perpetual justification of his own superiority. Most of 
those calculating islanders that have burst like the Huns and 
Goths of old into these favored countries, only look at the 
sublime works of Nature and of Art that abound in this celebrated 
peninsula to discover their faults, and to distort facts for the sake 
of proving them either over-rated or far from desirable in the 
northern climes. Some, however, tower above their selfish 
criticism, in which case they are forced to envy what their 
bigotted and narrow-minded patriotism will not permit them 
to admire. We had letters from England. There are going to 
be theatricals at Chiswick, and L d Normanby is to rant through 
Sir E. Mortimer. If he has lungs and his audience patience, it 
may be thought agreable. Sandford is going to be married to 
a Miss Channock. I am very glad of it. L y C. Lamb has written 
a new novel assisted by W m Bankes and Godwin. 1 L d Keith 
has made a spiteful will. He was an old brute and no good 
could be expected from him. I should be delighted if it could 
be set aside ; the triumph of the living over the conspiracies 
of the dead always please me. Nothing proves such a malignant 
bent as a cruel will. To be a tyrant in a winding sheet is impos- 
sible. Louis XIV himself could not arrive at it. The petty 
quibbles of the law or the open contempt of posterity will soon 
frustrate the intentions of the proudest aristocrat. The vulgar 
proverb says, " A living dog is better than a dead lion." 

Thursday, May i. Geneva. 2 English letters. Mary is regu- 
larly out, and Vernon Smith has obtained the consent of all 
parties to marry Mary Wilson. These events make me feel 
very old. To miss seeing her debut in the world makes me rather 
unhappy, which even the glorious view of the Alps and all the 
beauties of Swiss and Italian scenery can hardly be sufficient 
substitutes. Her happiness I have more at heart than any event. 

I went to call on the D. San Carlos and on Dumont. The 
former has married one of his pretty daughters lately ; the latter 
talks of going to England. L d Byron has written a flattering 

1 Ada Reis. 

2 Fox turned his steps homewards on April 18. 

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letter about me to Moore. My vanity is tickled. To be approved 
of by one I so enthusiastically (but not blindly) admire is very 
pleasant. Of his faults he has his share like his neighbours, 
and his greatest, in my opinion, is the vanity he has of pretending 
they are greater than they really are and making a display of 
what the rest of the world try to conceal. He describes too well 
the delicate and .honorable feelings of the heart, to be so devoid 
of them as half Europe believes. 

Monday, 19 May. Paris. On arriving at Paris we had to 
drive about in search of apartments. At last we found some good 
ones, though terribly noisy, in the Hotel Mirabeau. I found 
English letters ; no news. I waited a day or two without sending 
for a physician ; at last I grew so much worse that at the recom- 
mendation of Lady W m Russell I consulted Dr Maclaughlin. 
He evidently thought seriously of my illness. I had a sharp 
bilious fever and was very ill. I never was in actual danger or 
delirious. I wrote word home of my illness. Several people 
came to see me, M e de Souza, Bertrand, Sir C. Stuart, M e de 
Bourke, the W m Russells, Gallois, &c., &c. M e de Bourke 
offered me a room in her house where I should be more comfort- 
able than in an hotel garni. I met with great kindness from 
everybody. Wortley was as good as possible to me. 

The accounts of my illness had alarmed my mother and aunt 
so much, that she sent my father and Allen first and arrived at 
Paris two days after them, on the 4th of June, to my infinite 
delight. I was then better, though too weak to walk. I slept 
for two nights at M e de Bourke's, and then moved to the delightful 
apartments my parents had taken in the Rue Castiglione at the 
enormous price of 1,000 francs a week. During the nine days we 
staid I saw a quantity of people, and spent one or two agreable 
evenings. M e de Coigny was delightful. 

L r E. Conyngham has consented to marry the idiot L d 
Burf ord. x 17 L. Thynne is to wed Mr Lascelles. France seems 
altered since I was last here to stay ; the priests and Jesuits 
now govern the country. The K g is a cypher. Monsieur and 
the Jesuits really govern ; and a bigotted, suspicious government 

1 Lord Burf ord, who succeeded his father, in 1825, as ninth Duke of 
St Albans married Harriet Mellon, widow of Thomas Coutts, in 1827 ; 
and Lady Elizabeth Conyngham married Lord Huntly in 1826. 

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it is. Just before we left Paris M e de Bourke, L y Oxford and Mrs 
Hutchinson were ordered to leave Paris : a more cruel, arbitrary 
piece of tyranny could not have been hit upon ; to M e de B. it 
would be perfect ruin. 

19 June. Arrived at H. House very early with my father. 
We found the W m Russells already established there. L y F. 
Leveson has got twins ; L y Jane Peel a son. 17 E. Conyngham 
has broken off her marriage very wisely. 1 Miss Fox, Miss 
Vernon, the W m Russells and Mary ! ! ! dined with us. 

June 20-26. During this whole week, except going with 
my mother to the play on Monday, I did not go out at all in the 
evenings, and only rode once or twice in the park, where I met 
Henry Greville, who on seeing me drew his hat over his eyes ; 
so that our great friendship is probably come to an end why 
and wherefore I have no distinct idea. Varieties of people dined 
with us. Vernon Smith was to have been married on the 24th, 
but a fall from his horse hurt his knee and chin so much that it 
was necessary to defer it. The Ladies Fitzpatrick are in such a 
hurry to return to the country that they want to hasten the 
ceremony without mercy to his sufferings. The Dowager Lady 
Cardigan died of an obstruction. She was Miss Vernon's early 
friend, and her death affected her very much. 

27 June. Tankervilles, Morpeths, Granvilles, Miss Stewart, 
Caroline Howard, Mary, at dinner. After some slight attempt 
to detain me, I got to Lady Ravensworth's, which was a concert. 
It was my debut in London society since my return. I was 
rather shocked to see so many faces that once were beautiful 
so much destroyed by the late hours and endless fatigue of a 
London life. The party was pleasant, though rather spoilt by 
Royalties, who made the whole party stand. I came home at 
two. W m Russells staying. 

28 June. I went with Lady W m Russell and Mary to a break- 
fast at Chiswick, 2 which, though the weather was too rainy to 
allow any gaiety out of doors, yet succeeded admirably. I have 
got the better of a violent prejudice of mine and grew to endure 

1 " I suppose you know Ly Elizabeth Conyngham 's marriage with Lord 
Burford is off. He became so unmannerly and cross that the lady sent 
him a letter of dismissal last Saturday " (Creevey Papers, ii. 73). 

2 The Duke of Devonshire's house. 

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Miss Maria Copley, 1 who certainly is pleasant but not pretty. 
M e la Grange, a handsome, fat French lady, sister of the little 
Prince Edmond de Beauveau, hurt her ankle very much in 
waltzing and caused great interest. Mary was well dressed and 
looked pretty, but had unprofitable partners. Lady Gower's 
first appearance since her marriage. 

June 30. Dined tete-a-tete with Lady Jersey, whose wonder- 
ful garrulity does not bore me. I have such an affection for her 
and feel such perfect confidence in her sincerity that I like what 
many people cannot endure. M e de Lieven gave a ball and, to 
my amazement, asked me. After her insolence to me last year, 
my going would be meanness. I went with Lady Jersey to see 
Kean in Richard III ; afterwards to the Ladies Fitzpatrick. 
Vernon makes too much love in public to be real. 

July i. Only L y W m , my mother and me at dinner. The 
former gave an agreable and lively account of her winter at Rome. 
She is totally unlike anybody else I know. Her expressions are 
very peculiar and well chosen ; she is accused by many of coldness 
and want of heart, I believe unjustly. She is certainly fond of 
William and of her delightful child. William is in my opinion 
by far the most amiable of the Russells ; there is a warmth of 
heart and tenderness of manner that is delightful, nor is he at 
all deficient in understanding. His admiration and love for 
her is as just and great as it ought to be. 

3 July. Dined at L d Grey's. Only the family and Lambton. 
L y Bess is at Tunbridge, alas ! Went in the evening to Lans- 
downe House where M e Renaudin sang in the gallery. It is odd 
that the parties at Lansdowne House are invariably so piteous dull. 
Powdered scientific men, who neither know or are known by 
five people, stand either in doleful silence in various parts of the 
room, or else fix themselves for the evening upon the unfortunate 
solitary friend they find there. It was very stupid. 

4 July. W 1118 , Miss Fox, Miss Vernon. My Lord and I 
went early to the Spanish ball, 2 which surpassed in beauty any 
fete I ever saw. There were exactly enough people to make it 

1 Daughter of Sir Joseph Copley, of Sprotborough. She married 
Lord Howick (afterwards third Earl Grey) in 1832, and died in 1879. 

2 A fancy ball held on July 4 at Covent Garden in aid of the Spanish 

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pretty, but not enough to give much to the Spaniards. W m 
Lascelles * began speaking seriously to Caroline Howard yesterday. 
L d Morpeth and Lady G. left it entirely in her hands to decide. 
I think I saw the moment of acceptance. This marriage is very 
far from being a splendid one, but has quite as much chance of 
happiness as either of her sister's. I am glad that one, and that 
my favorite, of the girls should make a match not wholly and solely 
for the love of lucre. If she had chosen to wait she might have 
married L d Dudley and Ward. 

5 July- Dined at L y Jersey's. A large party Gwydyrs, 
L^ Thanet, J. Russell, &c., &c. Of course only the Spanish ball 
talked of. Went to the Opera. G. L-x bores me. I like 
Maria Copley very much indeed ; she pretends to like me, 
perhaps it is noble-minded revenge for having disliked her. 

Sunday, July 6. Henry Greville and I have had a corre- 
spondence. I asked him my offence, which he told me was 
something slighting of L y Normanby, which I had repeated to 
her. This is a pretence and not the real cause. Whether we 
are friends or foes I don't know. At dinner : Morleys, L da G. 
Bentinck, Digby, J. Russell, Kensington, Valletort, Wortley and 
Mr Edwards, Mary. L d K. 2 I never knew before. He has some 
fun of a coarse, vulgar sort, but says dry things. In the evening 
we had a pleasant little coterie at the end of the library quite 
apart from the court above. Lady Morley amused us very much. 
L d Valletort is good-humoured ; Wortley is pleasant in a quiet way 
but too matter-of-fact. Mr H. Lascelles 3 was married yesterday to 
Lady L. Thynne, and to-day W m Lascelles' marriage is announced. 

July 7. Dined at Lydia White's. Met a dull party. Mrs 
Tierney, W m Spencer, Mr Harness, Mr and Mrs Mansfield. 
Mr Harness 4 I had the satisfaction of giving a set-down to, 

1 William Saunders Sebright Lascelles (1798-1851), third son of Henry, 
second Earl of Harewood. Lady Caroline died in 1881. 

2 William, second Lord Kensington (1777-1852), son of the former 
owner of Holland House, who sold it to Henry, Lord Holland. 

3 Henry Lascelles (1797-1857), who succeeded his father as third Earl of 
Harewood in 1841, his eldest brother, Edward, having died two years before. 

4 Rev. William Harness (1790-1869). He held several livings in Lon- 
don, and produced an edition of Shakespeare, besides other works. He was 
an early friend of Byron at Harrow, and after being estranged from 
him, became again reconciled. After Byron went abroad they appear 
to have continued to correspond (see Works of Lord Byron, i. 177). 

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when he was describing the long ringlets L d Byron wears and 
which he depicted with as much accuracy as if he had seen them. 
He decries the poet, and tries by his conceited gabble to injure 
his fame. L d Byron need not fear the presumptuous parson. 
Vernon wrote me a kind letter asking me to the wedding. 

July 8. At dinner : the Morpeths, Gowers, Wortley, 
Caroline Howard, W m Lascelles, George, and several others. 
L y Gower * is very singular ; her head is nearly turned with the 
splendor and independence of her new situation. Her beauty 
I do not much admire, and her talents I believe to be over-rated, 
though certainly she is clever. Her sister's approaching marriage 
was much discussed. My Lady (who hates a love-match) tried 
to prove the lover guilty of the seven deadly sins. Without 
equal splendor, or indeed without affluence, I rather think 
Caroline's match is likely to be happier than either of the two 
worldly ones her sisters have made. 

July 9. A large party : Chabots, Maitland, his brother, S. 
Long, Leveson and others. I went to Almack's with my aunt 
and sister and found it pleasanter than ever, though G. L-x bores 
and pursues me direfully. I had a meeting with H. C., and except 
for the first moment there was no awkwardness. How odd ! 
Maria Copley is very agreable and I liked her for coming openly 
to an explanation with me for the violent, intemperate letters I 
wrote H. Greville last year about her when I was angry, and 
which he, like a true friend, showed her in return. It was very 
odd that, having once conquered a prejudice, the object of it 
becomes more amiable and agreable than it otherwise would be 
considered. There is an innate principle of justice in all minds. 

July 10. I rode all day. Dined at L d Dudley and Ward's ; 
met a very large party. My end of the table, which was the 
pleasantest, consisted of W m Bankes, L d Lansdowne, Sir J. 
Mackintosh. The conversation turned on dramatic poetry, which 
gave Ward and W m Bankes an opportunity of expressing their 
heresy about Shakespeare. Ward abuses him with an asperity 
and violence which would induce a stranger to believe that he 
had suffered some actual wrong from him. W m Bankes is 
unceasing ; his voice is painfully unpleasant, but he is full of 

1 Lady Harriet Howard, daughter of George, sixth Earl of Carlisle, 
had married Lord Gower in May. 


knowledge and originality. I was glad to hear justice done to 
the beauties of Racine, whose praises were eloquently recited by 
Ward and Mackintosh. The prejudice or ignorance of most 
Englishmen will not allow them to admire beauties which stand 

July 12. Breakfast at Chiswick. My mother went and 
staid all day. The talk of the day is Lord Fitzwilliam's x extra- 
ordinary marriage to old Lady Ponsonby ; they are both about 
75. At first it is impossible not to laugh, but on second thoughts 
it seems very rational. Two people long acquainted and strongly 
attached, one wanting society and the other fortune, have wisely 
determined to pass the remainder of their days together and 
brave the ridicule an envious and ill-natured world may try to 
throw upon their union. The breakfast was not very agreable 
either to me or Mary, and I was dreadfully bored long before 
half-past eleven, at which hour we retired. 

July 15. Went early with my aunts to Vernon's wedding, 
which took place in S* George's Church. Not many tears, 
except from the Ladies Fitz., who sobbed aloud. Vernon looked 
pale and in pain from his knee, poor fellow. The bride was too 
flushed. Mr Robinson read the service very unaffectedly and 
impressively ; it is dreadfully solemn ! The wealthy pair set 
off for Sunning Hill. We dined at the Ladies Fitzpatrick's and 
met all the family. I went to Carlton House, where there was 
a child's ball, with Lady Gwydyr. It was in the lower rooms and 
very hot. I left it for the Opera, where I spent my time with 
Maria Copley. I was amused how civil M e de Lieven was to 
me when she saw me in a Royal Palace. I like L 7 Augusta 
Hervey very much. The favorite was very gracious to me. 
L r Grantham's second girl is transcendent. 2 

17 July. Rode till very late with Miss Villiers in the park. 
She is not only clever but very sensible and well-informed. 

1 William, fourth Earl Fitzwilliam (1748-1833). See ante, p. 146. 

2 Thomas Philip, Lord Grantham (1781-1859), who succeeded his 
maternal aunt in 1833 as second Earl de Grey, married, in 1805, Henrietta, 
daughter of William, first Earl of Enniskillen. They had two daughters, 
the youngest of whom, Mary Gertrude, married Henry Vynerin 1832, and 
died in 1892. The eldest, Anne Florence, became subsequently Baroness 
Lucas in her own right, and married George Augustus, Lord Fordwich, 
afterwards sixth Earl Cowper, in 1833. 

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Certainly she is the pleasantest girl in London. Maria Copley 
deals too much in repartee and punning. Miss Villiers can talk 
more calmly, and can resist twisting all that is said to her into 
puns, which is beyond Maria's fortitude. I was too late for my 
Lady's early dinner, but followed her to the Haymarket, where 
I saw Sweethearts and Wives. Liston and Terry act inimitably. 
Afterwards to the Masquerade Ball given by the dandies in the 
Argyll Rooms. On the whole it was pretty, and some characters 
well sustained. L ds Alvanley, Glengall and Arthur Hill were 
three admirable old women and tormented poor little M. A. 
Taylor 1 delightfully. L d Molyneux was a French postillion, and 
acted well till he got drunk. Mary was in her Spanish dress, 
under Mrs Lamb's chaperonship. Maria Copley was not there. 
Slept at L y Affleck's. She came to-day. 

July 18. L d Cowper took Luttrell and me to Dulwich, where 
I was inflicted by a dinner of 32 people, chiefly artists. I sat 
between M. A. Taylor, who was more absurdly pompous than 
ever, and Mr Westall. The former made a violent and abusive 
attack on Mr Irving, the Scotch preacher, before Wilkie, his 
great friend. We dined in the gallery, and on the whole it was 
a pretty sight but deadly dull. Afterwards to a ball at Devon- 
shire House, where I found my Lady in state acting the new 
and ill-suited part of chaperon. The newly arrived statue 
Endymion was exhibited, much to the real or affected horror of 
some ladies. It was Canova's last work, and he expressed his 
satisfaction on his death-bed that it was finished ; for he justly 
estimated it one of his best works. Sitting by Lady C. Ashley 
and seeing a pretty, graceful figure standing before me, I asked 
who it was. " Don't you know ? It is Mrs Pellew 2 : it is 
your sister." I never saw her before. She is very pretty and 
graceful. Her conduct has not been at all right towards my 
mother and she has shown narrow-minded interest ; but I do 
wish she would come forward and behave properly. L d John 
Thynne is supposed to have proposed to Miss Beresford to-night. 

1 Michael Angelo Taylor (1757-1834), M.P. for Durham. 

2 Harriet Webster, Lady Holland's daughter by her first husband, 
Sir Godfrey Webster, married, in 1816, Hon. Fleet wood Broughton Pellew, 
afterwards Rear-Admiral and K.C.B., son of Edward, Viscount Exmouth. 
She was born in 1794, and died in 1849. See ante, p. 10. 

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The world are curious but ignorant as to the answer. Tired 
and supperless I returned with my Lady to H d House. 

Sunday, July 20. Walked with Theresa Villiers in K. Gardens. 
She is one of those extraordinary persons who joins great quick- 
ness and drollery to a sound understanding. Her observations 
are just and very admirably expressed. I dined at L. Peel's, 
where I met the Bathursts, Wortley, George, and of course G. L-x. 
The party was pleasant ; the house is rather good. Sir Robert 
Peel has bought it, and gives it to them. Nothing can exceed 
their felicity, and it is also likely to last, for he still thinks her 
lovely. The Duke of Bedford came to his villa adjoining H. H. 

July 21. Dined with my aunts at L y Warwick's, who is good- 
nature itself, and seems to live happily with her daughters and 
to be a very happy woman now her boring husband is no more. 1 
Afterwards I went to Lady Gwydyr's, where there was a dull 
ecarte party. Cards should be confined to clubs and gaming- 
houses ; they are dreadful, and victorious foes to any agreable 
conversation. I went then to Lady Bathurst's, where I spent 
a most delightful hour with Miss Villiers, whose sprightly con- 
versation delights me ; she is so far superior to all the girls 
I know in London except Maria Copley, and I think she is 
brilliant with less effort even than her. With Maria Copley I also 
had a long conversation. She is amazingly clever, but wants 
the feminine softness Theresa so eminently possesses ; there is 
harshness in her manner and sometimes malice in her words, and 
she talks too much never to allow what is foolish or imprudent 
to pass. Theresa boasts of being circumspect in what she says 
and does to a degree that I do not quite like, as it leads one to 
imagine that she is always acting a part and that rarely, if ever, 
you can get to the bottom of her true feelings. But her very 
boasting of it makes me doubt her prudence, as it must be the 
means of destroying the effects she intends to produce. The 
truly cautious and prudent person affects the most open, free- 
spoken manners, and seems to act from chance and not from 
intention. Poor Theresa has suffered deeply, and has never, I 
believe, had her natural spirits since F. Leveson's cruel treatment 
of her. The Copleys go tomorrow, which is a great loss to me 

1 Lord Warwick died in 1816. 

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L d Sidmouth x is about to marry L d Stowell's daughter Mrs 

July 23. Dined at C. Ellis'. After to Almack's, which was 
thinnish but pleasant. I was on the point of going to speak to 
Mrs Pellew, who looked too beautiful, but her husband carried 
her off. I must know her ; she has such an amiable countenance, 
and yet I dread going to speak to her as I do not know how it 
might be taken. Home late. 

July 30. L d Morpeth, G. Anson, Wortley, W m Russells, Mr 
Tierney, L y Affleck. I went to Almack's, which was the last 
this year. Very thin and wretched. Copleys there, and Maria 
was pleasant. Mrs Canning and I are great friends. She is a 
clever, worldly-minded woman ; the daughter, I fear, is a 
coquette, rather piqued with my total indifference and treating 
her as I should the most indifferent acquaintance. 

Aug. i. D. of York, Morpeths, Caroline, W m Russells, L^ 
Alvanley, Foley, Col. Armstrong, A. Upton, W m Lascelles 
Abercromby. H.R.H. is thinner and more abstemious, and 
thank Heaven he did not sit so very long after dinner, which is 
to me the curse of English society. However, I cannot help 
thinking it is dying away. 

Aug. 2. Went with John Bentinck, Henry Greville, George 
Russell to Tunbridge. We found the Greys cheerful and in a 
comfortable house. I was delighted to see Lady Elizabeth again. 
She is reckoned out of spirits but I did not think so. 

The Greys are a delightful family and when intimately known 
very agreable, but so many having lived so much with each 
other, they have grown so dreadfully afraid of the criticism of 
some one of the family that they are all shy of talking before 
each other, and all are afraid of L d Grey thinking what they say 
silly. Lady Grey is better. 

Aug. 4. Rode to Penshurst, once the property of Sir Philip 
Sydney. Very small part of the house remains, but the rooms 
are very handsome and there are some curious pictures. The 
present owners, who are descended from the Sydneys by a Mrs 
Perry, but who have got back the name of Sydney, are building 
up the house according to the old plan and in thirty years it 

1 Henry Addington, Viscount Sidmouth (1757-1844), First Lord of 
the Treasury, 1801-4. His first wife had died in 1811. 

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will be completely finished. It is deplorable to see an old house 
falling to decay ; the pictures are allowed to moulder on the 

Aug. 5. Returned solo to London. Dined with Lady Affleck 
and met Miss Haggerstone and her niece, who is a pretty girl. 
Afterwards to the Opera. London is rather deserted. I have 
lost all my great friends ; George and Wortley went to Yorkshire 
with W m Lascelles, and the Morpeths went to-day. George is 
altered, but not improved. Of his great talents I never had 
much notion, but I thought that with his wonderful memory and 
his good education he might perhaps make a figure. I now doubt 
that. He is grown dreadfully cautious, and is so afraid of the 
world saying harm that he will never get them to say good. He 
carries his caution into the minute details of life to a degree that 
provokes one. Wortley has plain good sense, a correct taste, 
but a total want of imagination. His desire of knowledge and 
his industry in procuring it is very great : but when he has got 
it it produces nothing, for he is so straightforward that what is 
not matter of fact appears to him falsehood. He has an excellent 
heart and a clear understanding, but has a brusquerie and coldness 
of manner that will make him unpopular. I came home with 
Mary and my aunts. Theresa there. 

Aug. 6. Vice-Chancellor, * Mr Ducane, Dr Woolridge, 2 
John Russell, Luttrell. The Vice is about to make a foreign 
excursion and means to visit many royalties, of which honor he 
boasted amazingly. My mother gave him a severe set-down. 

During the remainder of the month of August I have been 
too idle to continue this diary. Sydney Smith, the Cowpers and 
Luttrell staid a week or ten days with us and were extremely 
pleasant. Sydney more full of life and spirits than ever. Lord 
Cowper has a painfully correct memory and a dreadful voice. 
His stories are sometimes witty, but so heavily told that it is 
impossible to attend. I dined on the I4th with L d Dudley, and 
met Granvilles, Miss Stewart, Cannings, Wilmot, G. Bentinck, 
&c., &c. It was a very agreable dinner. Miss Stewart was full 
of conversation and drollery. The following day I dined with 
Lady Affleck, and went with Lady Elphinstone to see The Miller's 

1 Sir John Leach. 

2 Probably Dr Woolryche, an eminent physician. 

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Maid at the Lyceum. Miss Kelly acts inimitably, and the man 
that supplies poor Emery's part is not bad. Frankenstein is a 
disgusting thing, but rather interesting. ]> E. knew a great deal 
about H. C. and me. It is odd how women enjoy making 
mischief and parting friends. What she told me about G. L-x 
was, I have no doubt, true, but not kind to repeat. Women 
are more narrow-minded certainly than men. I went one evening 
with Mary to a small party at Lady Granville's, 1 which was dull 
because Theresa n'y etait pas. I dined one day with the Duchess 
of Bedford and met the Ebringtons. 2 I was glad to see her 
looking better ; she is very agreable. L d Lynedoch also dined 
there. He is just returned from Paris, where his old friends 
almost cut him because he subscribed to the Spaniards ; and 
there was some consultation whether he should be sent away 
or not, but Monsieur saved him. I went to the Haymarket 
with the Ladies and the V. Smiths, where I saw for a third time 
Sweethearts and Wives. I settled there to go with H. Greville 
to Petre's, by which I shall pass some time in the house with 

On Monday the 25th I went down to S fc Anne's 3 for two nights, 
where I found only Miss Marston and Miss Willoughby. I rode 
over to Sunning Hill, where the Smiths have lodged themselves. 
On Wednesday, 27th, Leveson and I rode to H d House, and found 
my parents just gone for two nights to Brighton. Leveson is 
grown calmer and pleasanter. He has good impulses and great 
vivacity and talent, but wants warm feelings, and has the Smith 
vulgar mind which pervades all the family. I found only L y 
Affleck, Mary and Mr Allen at H. H 8e . On Friday, 29th, L d 
and L y Holland returned, delighted with their expedition and 
much struck with the gaiety and improvement of Brighton. 

My last week at H d House was dullish and tiresome from the 

1 Henrietta, daughter of William, fifth Duke of Devonshire, married, 
in 1809, Lord Granville Leveson-Gower, youngest son of George Granville, 
first Marquess of Stafford. He was raised to the peerage in 1815 as 
Viscount Granville, and was given an Earldom in 1833. He was British 
Ambassador in Paris for many years. 

2 Hugh, Viscount Ebrington (1783-1861), who suceeded his father as 
second Earl Fortescue in 1841, married Susan, daughter of Dudley, first 
Earl of Harrowby, in 1817. She died in 1827. 

3 St Anne's Hill, Mrs Charles James Fox's house near Chertsey. 

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perpetual battles with my Lady about my going. We lived 
down stairs, as the library is about to have a window opened on 
the S.E. and the windows in the dining-room are repairing. On 
the 6th of September Henry Greville and I set out for Yorkshire. 
We slept at Witham Common, which is a delightful inn, and on 
the following day we got to Stapleton, the newly purchased house 
of " Petre the cretur." The interior is very comfortable, but the 
whole appearance of the house is a modern ginger-bread sort of 
concern, like the prints in Mr Ackerman's catch-penny works. 
There was a large party in the house, of whom the chief people 
were : Villiers', G. Vernons, Milbanks, Waddingtons, Lambton, 
Normanby, Wilton, W m Ashley, Stanley, C. Villiers, Lady Petre 
and her two daughters, besides a variety of betting racing people. 
On the whole the week I spent there was agreable, though the 
gaiety of the races was dreadfully damped by the fatal fall of 
poor Trevor 1 while riding a race. He ran against a post and 
was pitched upon his head. He lingered about a week without 
the least appearance of returning sense. His father, L d Dun- 
gannon, came down just in time to see him die, leaving his wife 
in a very alarming state of health. This dreadful blow will most 
probably destroy her. 

Of Theresa I can say no more ; my laudatory epithets are 
all too weak. She is one of the cleverest and at the same time 
most sensible women I ever met with. I never saw so much of 
Charles Villiers before. 2 He is clever and agreable, very sarcastic, 
and not blessed with an even temper I should think ; but I like 
him very much. He is not overburdened by the prejudices of 
the world, and treats some subjects with the consideration they 
deserve. Mrs Lumley came over once or twice to the races. 
She still seemed following her favorite occupation, flirting. 
Henry Greville and I got on well when tete-a-tete, but before 
people he always takes the opportunity of saying the most painful 
and disagreable thing to me. In fact I am sorry to find the sad 
truth, that if a friendship like that I felt for him does meet with 
a check, it is a fatal one. 

1 Hon. Charles Henry Trevor (1801-23), second son of Arthur, second 
Viscount Dungannon (1763-1837), and Charlotte, daughter of Charles, 
first Lord Southampton. His mother died in 1828. 

2 Charles Pelham Villiers (1802-98), Miss Theresa Villiers' brother, 
M.P. for Wolverhampton, 1835-98. 


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Of created bores Lady Petre l is the Phoenix, with no under- 
standing, an enquiring mind about trifles, an incessant tongue 
and a stentorian voice. What could be sent on earth as a greater 
scourge to the exquisites I Her son is harmless and very good- 
natured, but quite a fool and very dirty. His house and station 
will, however, procure him a wife, when experience has taught 
him not to seek for one among those whose beauty or whose 
talents require a better bidder. 

On Monday, the I5th, I went over to Doncaster to see the 
races. The S fc Leger was twice run for, as the first was declared 
a false start, to the ruin of many spectators. I went afterwards 
to Cantley, where I found Lambton, Milbankes, Powletts, Mr 
Ellice. In the evening to the ball, which was not very pleasant. 

The races lasted three days. The whole of the time I passed 
at Cantley 7 which was rather dull. We went every day to the 
stand. On the second day Mrs Taylor and Lady Londonderry 2 
had a scene, and were reconciled, which must have been very 
gratifying to both parties. The races are very pretty, and nothing 
can look more animated than the whole race-course covered with 
anxious spectators. 

Mrs Taylor is a dull woman, and one cannot laugh laugh all 
day long at Michael. Lady C. Powlett 3 is pleasant, but so very 
conceited and occupied with what she thinks good looks that it 
provokes one. I went to two balls with Lady Augusta Milbank.* 
She is not overburdened with sense, but has an inexhaustible 
fund of good humour to make up for her other deficiencies. She 
is a horse and dog woman, and has barely an idea that is not 
connected with racing and hunting. 

On Saturday, the 20th, I went to Sprotborough, where I found 
the Villiers, Pointzs, G. Bentinck, H. Greville, C. Villiers, Irby, 

1 See ante, p. 147. 

2 Frances Anne, second wife of Charles William, third Marquess of 
Londonderry (1778-1854), daughter and sole heiress of Sir Henry Vane- 
Tempest, whose only sister married Michael Angelo Taylor. 

8 Caroline, daughter of William, first Earl of Lonsdale, married, in 1815, 
William John Frederick Powlett (1792-1864), who succeeded his brother 
as third Duke of Cleveland a few months before his death. She died in 
1883, aged 91. 

4 Augusta Henrietta, daughter of William Harry, third Earl of Dar- 
lington, subsequently created Duke of Cleveland, married Mark Milbank 
(1795-1881) in 1817. She died in 1874. 

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and my hosts. 1 The Pointz* family are dull but worthy, all of 
them devotionally mad and quite enthusiasts about religion. 
He is a most amiable man/and it is impossible not to respect and 
admire him for his benevolence and fortitude. Mrs Pointz is a 
good sort of a body, like a valuable housekeeper. One daughter 
is frightful, and the other brilliantly handsome ; both, however, 
seem to be extremely dull, nor can I think the beauty so devoid 
of affectation as she is reckoned by her friends. Sir Joseph is 
very agreable ; his sarcasms are biting, and he gives great effect 
to his jokes by never joining in the laugh. Maria Copley is one 
of the most remarkable girls I ever met with, full of talent, full 
of knowledge, and quite free from pretension. To me (but then 
I have ceased to be an impartial judge), she is not so pleasant as 
Theresa Villiers, because there is more effort, though on the whole 
I think she is certainly a more remarkable woman. Poor girl ! 
I fear she will not live long. Her chest is very weak, and she 
never sleeps for more than two hours in the night. Miss Copley 3 
is also clever and very well informed, but extremely lengthy and 
explanatory, and, what I mind still more in a woman, full of 
cant, slang words and phrases. The house is in the old French 
style, with gardens and terraces laid out in the most formal way. 
It is very handsome, and the drawing-room is one of the pleasantest 
rooms I ever saw in a country-house. On Sunday evening we 
played at crambo, as it was thought the only game godly enough 
for the Pointzs. I came to York with C. Villiers on Monday 
the 22 d and lodged at Sydney Smith's, where I found all his 
family and a Mr Stanley, 4 brother to Sir John, who wrote a very 
clever account of the Manchester massacre and who seems an 
intelligent, agreable man. 

For such a long time have I discontinued writing this diary, 
which after this would have been little more than detailing 
various hopes and fears, expectations and suspicions, that I 

1 Sir Joseph Copley, third Bart. (1769-1838), married Cecil, daughter 
of Hon. and Rev. George Hamilton, the divorced wife of John James, 
first Marquess of Abercorn. She died in 1819. 

2 See ante, p. 129. 

8 Elizabeth Mary, whom Creevey speaks of as " Coppy " (ii. 306). 
She died, unmarried, in 1887. 

4 Rev. Edward Stanley (1779-1849), afterwards Bishop of Norwich. 
Sir John Stanley was made Lord Stanley of Alderley in 1839. 

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despair of doing more than making a hasty retrospect. At York 
I remained till the 27th. Amusement was to be taken there in 
such vast quantities at a time, and the length both of the music 
in the Minster and the concert-room was so fatiguing, that I was 
hardly pleased with it at the time, though very glad to have seen 
such a splendid sight. Nothing could surpass the magnificence of 
the Minster, and the whole was admirably conducted. Brougham 
suddenly arrived during The Messiah, and Sydney said, " He 
appeared as counsel on the other side." 

On the 27th I went with C. Villiers to Newby. Perhaps the 
time I spent there was the happiest of my existence, getting more 
and more acquainted and admiring more and more every instant 
I saw. The good-nature and kindness of Lady Grantham to me 
I can never forget ; and though I think her certainly a fool and 
now and then (but I believe unintentionally) a mischievous one, 
I shall never cease to be grateful for her goodness towards me 
as long as I live. She is the most imprudent of people in her 
conversation, and so proud of shewing she is worthy of her 
friends' confidence, that she cannot help betraying it. Her 
eldest daughter is a disagreable girl, and says many rude things 
for fear of being tempted to flirt. She is rather handsome like 
F. Leveson and the picture by Bronzino in the Palazzo Pitti of 
Judith. The second girl is quite beautiful and of delightful, 
modest manners ; I seldom saw a face that captivated me more. 
L d Grantham is good-nature itself, not at all agreable, but I 
believe might be if less silent. His occupations are chiefly 
mechanical. He has brought a little theatre of his to a wonderful 
state of perfection, and one evening we had the representation of 
a Harlequin farce. 

The company at Newby were Villiers' (3), Agar Ellis', H. 
Greville, W. Ashley, G. Fortescue, Lascelles, and for the two 
last evenings, the Jerseys, from Scotland. I grew to know more 
and like better Charles Villiers. He is full of drollery, and has 
a very good understanding, though perhaps inclined to take too 
dark a view of the world, which the foolish attempt of some 
people to make it all couleur de rose does tempt one. All extremes 
are false, and to think mankind all bad is as silly as to suppose 
them all good ; which some people do, and others affect to do, 
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they deserve only that of fools I grew to know better and like less. 
W. Lascelles he is a puppy, thinking of very little but his own 
superiority over all his neighbours. He is jealous already of her, 
but I should think with little cause ; her face will be a good 
protection to her virtue had she no other. 

On Sundays L d G. used to assemble the servants and his 
guests and read to them an evening prayer. This cant is to me 
very disagreable, but what I thought more ludicrous was finding 
every bed-room provided with Bible and Prayer-book. Lady G. 
cry devout, and one of her ludicrous questions to me was 
concerning my religious tenets, upon which head she had some 
doubts that prevented her from divining my character instantly, 
in the way she usually does that of all her friends ! ! ! George 
Fortescue I always liked since I first knew him ; he has a good 
deal of affectation, but I do not mind that much if he is otherwise 
agreable. W m Ashley 1 is a warm-hearted, good, affectionate 
person ; his abilities are over-rated, I think, and it seems to me 
that he is very inferior to Ashley, but many people who know 
both think otherwise. Henry Greville and I get on better, and 
I believe that he does like me as much as Grevilles like anything 
that does not bring them some tangible advantage. Lady 
Jersey came very unwell indeed from Scotland ; she is with child, 
but a miscarriage is expected as she strained herself. The 
Morpeths have given up going to Italy ; George goes alone. 
H. Greville goes with the F. Levesons. 

I arrived in London at the D. of Bedford's in S fc James' 
Square, where my parents were living on account of the repairs 
at H d H 8e , on the evening of the loth. George Howard, either 
owing to my increased fastidiousness or to (what I believe it to 
be) alteration in his manner, is become much less agreable to me. 
Indeed he seems to me to be much altered since I came back to 
England, grown duller, more cautious, and less abandon and nature 
about him, which after all was what made him pleasant. Ever 
since my absence my Lady's letters have been in a sort of perpetual 
reproachful, sneering tone, and on my return I was not surprized 
to find the same manner towards me. However I have never 
taken the least notice, and have allowed all her gibes and sarcasms 

1 Hon. William Ashley (1803-1877), second son of Cropley, sixth 
Earl of Shaftesbury. 

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upon subjects she must think painful to me to pass by quite 
apparently unheeded : and owing to that apparent indifference 
I attribute her subsequent silence. 

John Wortley's conduct towards me and is droll. He 

certainly is very much tyris, but for some reason, which he calls 
his youth, he will not take a decided step and " since 'tis hard to 
combat learns to fly." From Newby I wrote him a long letter 
urging him for both their sakes, partly for the purpose of seeing 
what were his intentions, and partly because I really believe for 
her happiness it would be best. His answer was strange, denying 
any notion of the sort, yet evidently wishing me to leave Newby 
and not to be with her. She, I think, would soon like him. His 
solid good qualities joined to his talents, which, though not 
brilliant and showy are very valuable, would weigh with her a 
great deal. Of me she has formed, I fear, too true an estimate. 
She thinks me possessed of good impulses and quick apprehension, 
but without principles to guide the one or perseverance to improve 
the other. If I ever was to become her husband, I should be a 
better and a wiser man God knows a happier one ! 

It has seldom been my fate to pass twelve days more 
thoroughly uncomfortably than I did those in London. The 
F. Levesons and George went off to Italy, not at the same time, 
but almost. My chief amusement was going to the play, but 
as they were very bad, that was not a very great diversion. Mary 
for most part of the time was at Lady Affleck's, and I used to see 
a great deal of her. She improves daily in beauty and in under- 
standing. No brother can love his sister more than I do her and 
feel more anxious as to her sort in the world. 

The Granvilles went down to Saltram. The total destruction 
of Spanish liberty and the re-establishment of Ferdinand, with all 
his feelings of revengeful tyranny, has taken place, as one might 
have expected from the beginning. 1 Strange to say, the Due 
d'Angouleme has behaved with moderation, and, what is still 
more surprizing, with sense, and tries his utmost to make Ferdi- 
nand revoke his bloody edicts. 

1 The French attack on the Spanish Constitutionalists commenced by 
the passage of the frontier in April by the Due d'Angouleme, nephew of 
Louis XVIII. The Spaniards retired before him to Cadiz, taking King 
Ferdinand with them, but were obliged to set him at liberty on October I, 

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I went down for two nights with my father to Wiltshire, as 
he wanted to see his property. The first night we slept at 
Swindon, the next at Wotton Bassett. Seeing farmers and 
live stock is, I have no doubt, interesting to those who understand 
anything about farming and the country, but to me, farther than 
the delightful society of my dear father, which always is one of 
the greatest pleasures I can have, it was extremely dull. 

On the 23 d October we went to S fc Ann's and staid there two 
nights. Miss Fox and the Smiths with Mary came over to see 
us. Late as it was in the year, the place was still in beauty. 
There was nobody at S fc Ann's but Miss Marston and Miss Wil- 
loughby. The latter is but little removed from an idiot, and 
besides is jealous and suspicious. 

On Saturday the 25th we went to Petworth. To this extra- 
ordinary place I have not been for several years, and it struck 
me as more remarkable this time than it ever did before. No 
order, no method, no improvement or alteration, has been 
established since it first belonged to L d Egremont. The want of 
comforts, of regularity, and still more the total absence of 
cleanliness, made it, splendid and beautiful as it is, far from 
being agreable. Society too seems as little attended to as 
anything else. People of all descriptions, without any connection 
or acquaintance with each other, are gathered together and huddled 
up at the dinner table, which is the only point of reunion during 
the whole day. The inmates when we were there chiefly consisted 
of the various branches, legitimates and illegitimates, of his 
family : his three daughters and their three husbands, Lady 
Burrell, Mrs G. FitzClarence, Mrs King ; two of his sons, G. 
Wyndham 1 and H. Wyndham, the former of whom has married 
a very pretty and pleasing woman, daughter of a neighbouring 
clergyman. The latter from compulsion has married a daughter 
of L d Charles Somerset's, the greatest monster ever beheld 
more like Swift's description of a female Yahoo than anything 
human. Lady Burrell is a charming woman, with very pretty 

1 George Wyndham (1787-1869), the eldest son of this illegitimate 
family of George O'Brien, third Earl of Egremont (1751-1837), was created 
Baron Leconfield in 1859. His wife, whom he married in 1815, was Mary 
Fanny, daughter of Rev. William Blunt, of Crabbet. His next brother, 
Henry (1790-1860), became JCQ,P. antf General, 

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unassuming manners, and with some drollery about her when her 
shyness wears off ; she is by far the best of the three. Mrs FC. 1 
seems a poor, sickly, discontented, fault-finding woman, with the 
airs and graces of a beauty still remaining when the actual claims 
to such a character are gone by. Mrs King is only just married 
to a sickly, dullish man, a great deal older than herself, with 
whom she seems to be still in love. Besides these illegitimates, 
we had Captain Wyndham, 2 who will, at the death of his uncles 
and father, become L d Egremont. He seems a coarse, vulgar, 
uneducated, stupid man, married to a good-looking woman who 
has no children, daughter of D r Roberts, of Eton. 3 Petworth 
and most part of the estates are unsettled, and L d E. may leave 
them to whoever he likes best. What heart-burnings and 
jealousies there must exist ! Nobody knows what is his intention, 
and he is such a restless, unsettled man that I should not be 
surprized if he changed his mind thirty times in the 24 hours. 

The George Lambs, Westmacott and M. Vaudreuil, 4 who is 
one of Polignac's attache's and is a clever, agreable, lively little 
man, were also in the house. G. Lamb from intemperance laid 
himself up with the gout. Westmacott came down to see where 
a bas-relief of his should be placed, which he has just completed. 
He is a pompous, conceited little man, and very much occupied 
with his own fame. He gave himself great airs and offended 
L d E., who, from his great deference for whatever is Greek, called 
him Westmacotteles. His bas-relief is taken from an ode in Horace, 
and some of it is well executed ; but on the whole I think it stiff 
and affected. The sleeping child is too like an infant Hercules ; 
the figure of Venus is a portrait, but he is bound to secrecy as 
to the original's name. It is the mistress of some man about in 

George FitzClarence is so extremely goodhumoured, and seems 

1 George FitzClarence, her husband, was created Earl of Munster in 

2 George Francis Wyndham (1786-1845), only son of Hon. William 
Frederick Wyndham and Lady Holland's old friend, Mrs Wyndham (see 
ante, p. in). He succeeded as fourth Earl in 1837, and on his death the 
Egremont peerage became extinct. 

3 Vice -Provost of Eton. 

4 Vicomte Alfred de Vaudreuil (1799-1834), a Secretary at the French 

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in such perpetual good spirits that it is impossible to dislike him. 
He spoke of Charles with such warmth of affection, that had he 
no other recommendation I should have liked him for that. He 
has a sort of quickness about him that perhaps does not amount 
to cleverness, but is not far from it. He is writing a book upon 
military history and reads a great deal for the purpose ; but it 
is such a vast field to enter upon and he writes in such a rambling 
manner, that there is great doubt if he will ever bring it to a 
conclusion. I rode with him and Vaudreuil to Cowdray. We 
met the Pointzs at their park gate and rode with them. The 
beauty was looking very well. They are a dull family, and their 
conversation consists only of a sort of praise of their Creator by 
extolling all his creatures far beyond their deserts, a sort of 
exaggerated optimism that alas ! produces a very different effect 
upon their hearers. The park at Cowdray is very fine and full 
of splendid trees, especially Spanish chestnuts. 

L d Egremont himself is very agreable, but it is almost im- 
possible to catch him for a moment, for he passes his life in eternal 
locomotion from one room to another without sitting for an 
instant. There are few people who might have made a greater 
figure in the world than he might, but like many others he has 
preferred a life of enjoyment to one of celebrity, and has done 
very little in politicks. His understanding is very good, and his 
turn for sarcasm and satire is unrivalled. If he cares much for 
the ridiculous pride of family and aristocracy, the state his family 
is now in must annoy him a good deal ; but I should think he 
was above caring for those farcical distinctions, though one never 
can know. Like beauty, most people who possess rank and great 
family set a value upon it much higher than sometimes their 
understandings and opinions would lead one to suppose ; and 
those who have it not envy and decry it, for in the amiable breast 
of man divine distinction seldom fails of producing vanity in its 
possessors and envy in its beholders. 

We went over for two nights to L d R. Spencer's, 1 Woolbeding, 
which is in the greatest contrast to Petworth in every way. 
Small, comfortable, and quite luxurious, from the perpetual 
attentions of its owners to the comfort and convenience of their 

1 Third son of Charles Spencer, third Duke of Maryborough, He died 
in 1831. 

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guests and of themselves. We found nobody there but Mr and 
Mrs G. Ponsonby and Luttrell. The latter was very agreable, 
and so exquisite was the eating and the whole fa9on de vivre 
that he was in perfect good humour, and during a long walk I 
took with him not one tart expression escaped him. The fault 
of the house is the excessive violence of their politicks. It is, 
I suppose, want of energy in my character, at least I am always 
told so, but to me such party violence and such bigoted opinions 
are quite incomprehensible. I hate seeing them entertained by 
those whom I am anxious to follow and with whom I agree on 
minor points. It always makes me distrust and doubt both their 
integrity and their understanding, and for a moment makes me sup- 
pose those that differ from them must be right. It always consoles 
me when I find bigotry and violence as great on the other side. 

We went back to Petworth for two days, and arrived at 
Brighton on the first of November. For the first three nights 
we slept in that wretched place, the York Hotel, and dined almost 
every day with Lady Affleck, who brought Mary from S fc Ann's. 
Our life at Brighton was just what all lives must be in a watering- 
place. Some agreable people were there, and latterly when 
Charles and Henry Webster came it was more agreable : 
Bedfords, Vernons, Cowpers, Ponsonbys, Duncannons, Hopes, 
Kings, Aberdeens. Our house was pleasantly situated immedi- 
ately opposite the Chain Pier, which was twice the scene of 
gaieties. One night upon its' being publickly opened there were 
fireworks, and afterwards, in honor of King's arrival, illuminated. 
It is a delightful walk, and a great ornament and convenience to 
the place. Nothing very particular occurred in the world except 
that L d Granville was appointed to The Hague as Ambassador, 
and that all London has been occupied with the murder of 
Mr Weare in Hertfordshire one of the most barbarous ever 
known ; and the publicity of it and of all the proceedings has 
been so great that they thought it but fair to the prisoners to 
put off the trial, as they had been so much prejudged. 

I grew better acquainted here with Mrs Hope, 1 who is 

1 Thomas Hope (1770 ?-i83i), the collector of the Deepdene marbles 
and statuary, and author of several works, married, in 1806, Louisa, 
youngest daughter of William, Lord Decies, Archbishop of Tuam. 
the French artist, caricatured them as Beauty and the Beast, 

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uncommonly pretty and very good natured, with some of the 
drollery and none of the vulgarity of her country. Her niece, 
Miss Sewell, was staying with her, a pretty good-natured girl, 
who made her debut in London this year with her. Mr Hope 
has a foolish manner and a very disagreable voice, and says silly 
little nothings that make people almost disbelieve his having 
written Anastasius. He has a talent for drawing and has good l 
taste, but certainly nothing appears to make one think him at 
all equal to such a book as I believe that to be. The Duke of 
Bedford came very often, and seems to be no better or no worse 
than in the summer ; he rides even in cold and enjoys himself a 
good deal. She is unremitting in her attentions and incessant 
in her alarm. Why I cannot tell, but she and I do not suit. 
She never liked me from a child, and all her conversation is a 
sort of banter that bores and distances me. However, we are 
by way of being fond of each other, and are coldly affectionate 
and civilly intimate. She never said or did an unkind thing to 
me, and I reproach myself more than her with our want of 
cordiality, but there is something about her which freezes and 
dullifies me. 

Brighton got much more agreable to me latterly when I got 
to be a great deal acquainted with Mrs Hope, at whose house I 
chiefly lived. 

My father and I dined one day at the Pavilion. Nothing 
could be more civil than the King was to him, and the whole 
conversation after dinner was meant to be gracious to him, 
praising Holland House, General Fitzpatrick ; and even what he 
did not address to him was meant as implied civility. To L d 
Aberdeen he was almost rude. 17 Aberdeen fainted from the 
heat and looked quite lovely. Nothing could surpass the 
excellence of the dinner and the splendour of the whole establish- 
ment. The King after dinner talked about Junius, which he 
believes to have been written by Sir Philip Francis, and gave some 
strong corroborations of that suspicion. The rooms are splendid, 
and when lighted up look like the palaces of Fairies or Genii. 
After dinner the King played at e'carte' with the favorite and 
17 Cowper, and all the rest of the company remained in the 

1 A further acquaintance with him has made me scratch out the epithet ; 
its place may be supplied by the word " peculiar," H.E.F. 

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outer room. Afterwards there were several evening parties and 
a child's ball, to which I went. The music is so loud and the 
heat so overpowering, that they generally gave me a headache. 
Charles met L y ( Errol for the first time one evening there. My 
father and mother went away on Xmas Day, but Charles and I 
staid on some time longer. Charles, however, got tired and left 

One evening I was suddenly sent for to the Pavilion. My 
dismay was not small at finding myself ushered into a room 
where the K. and Rossini were alone. I found that I was the 
only person honored with an invitation to hear this great com- 
poser's performances. A more unworthy object than I am could 
not have been selected. H.M. was not much pleased with his 
manner, which was careless and indifferent to all the civilities 
shown him. The K. himself made a fool of himself by joining 
in the choruses and the Halelujah Anthem, stamping his foot 
and overpowering all with the loudness of his Royal voice. 


On the first of January, 1824, after dining with Mrs Hope I 
went to the childs' ball, which was very pretty. The following 
day Moseley * and I went up to town together. 

Little when I took leave of Mrs Hope that morning did we 
either of us expect the painful anxiety and suspense that awaited 
both of us. We had not driven from the door an hour, before her 
son was brought back having broken his thigh from a fall from 
his horse. He suffered most acutely. Soon after I got home 
Mary was taken ill, and for several days was in a state of great 
danger. I could bear many blows and many misfortunes in the 
world with tolerable fortitude, but that is the only one for which 
I could feel no consolation. She is so amiable, so sensible, so 
clever, with such an admirable understanding and such a perfect 
heart, that she is the pride and pleasure of my existence. About 
her happiness I am much, much more sollicitous than about my 
own, and she is the only thing on earth for whom I would make 
any sacrifice. Her illness was brought on by bile and the alarm 
was for her chest. Such a week I would not endure again for 
worlds. It shewed me one thing, however, which I have long 
suspected but which female perverseness has contrived to keep 
concealed, that her amiable disposition and noble character have 
made the impression they ought upon my mother's heart. She 
felt very deeply and was excessively agitated with apprehension. 
Her love for Mary is sincere and great as it ought to be : indeed, 
loving only as she does with the head and not the heart it could 
not fail to be so, for she is perfect. 

On January 22 d I went to Brighton and staid a month, till 
the 22 d of February, dining almost every day with Mrs Hope, 

1 J. G. Moseley. He died in 1831. 

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sometimes with L y Sandwich, L y Barbara, Mrs Fitzherbert 
or Mrs Fox. Moseley joined me during the last week, and we 
lived in the same house. I like him amazingly. I returned to 
H d H se on the 22* of Feb., a very, very happy month. 

Six months have I discontinued keeping this diary, not for 
want of topicks, but because my indolence prevented me. It 
prevents my doing many better, many worthier, and more useful 
things, and will for ever prevent my doing any good in the world 
or at least what the world call good, which merely is being the 
subject of the day, the admiration of a few, and the hate of many. 
Whatever may happen to me, thank God, I cannot be the victim 
of disappointed ambition, for I have not a spark thereof. In 
the course of the unrecorded six months so many events took 
place that I shall not attempt to write them down. Charles 
was married by Shuttleworth to Mary FitzClarence on the iQth 
of June, and on the following 28th, after staying one day more 
to see George Howard after his return, I set off for Paris. 

Arrived at Paris on the 3ist. To the Hotel de Castille, where 
I passed a month far from disagreably, feeling it a relief to escape 
the perpetual histories and remonstrances of which I became the 
unfortunate subject. At Paris I became acquainted more with 
Charles Wortley, 1 very unlike his brother (who, soit dit en passant, 
has not been heard of since he set off on his wild expedition to 
America). I like at Paris the perfect independence of the life 
and the total want of the petty malice which harasses one in 
London. I lived a great deal at the theatres, which however 
were not very good, as the best actors and actresses are absent, 
not did M lle Mars act at all till the evening before I left Paris. 
I dined several times with M e Rumford, the widow of Lavoisier 
and of Count Rumford, more remarkable for his chimneys than 
his honesty, and who behaved shamefully to her. Her house is 
pretty and in an agr cable situation with a fine garden. She 
has a dinner every Monday and a party every Friday ; some of 
the most remarkable and agreable people in Paris form her society 
Mole, D. Dalberg, D. Choiseul, Cuvier, Pasquier, Gallois, 
etc., etc. 

Early during the time I was at Paris I went to see La Fayette, 

1 Charles James Stuart Wortley (1802-44), second son of James, first 
Lord Wharncliffe. 

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who was on the eve of his departure for America l ; he was 
naturally nervous. It is rather exalted Quixotism, but shews 
his real love of liberty and that he thinks such a sacrifice as one 
of his remaining years worthy to that people who have successfully 
established and have maintained their freedom. His son goes 
with him, but he leaves a large family of children and grand- 
children to whom he is warmly attached. I don't know whether 
to admire or blame the romance of his enterprize. 

From Madame de Vaudreuil, 2 in consequence of her son's 
recommendation, I met with unabating civility. She is a little 
bustling woman, once a beauty and still with beauty tricks. 
She was an emigre and possesses all the feelings of one : she talks 
of England with affection and of France with hate. It makes 
me detest still more the whole of our Continental policy, when I 
see the wretched, rotten dynasties we have restored and the 
narrow-minded, violent people we have thrust back into the 
country that wisely expelled them. 

At present politicks are not in a very interesting situation. 
The K g of F. cannot live long ; his legs are in a state approaching 
putrescence, and he is shrivelled and decaying rapidly. He wears 
tin boots to prevent the issue from running over into the room ; 
he stinks most horribly I hear. When he dies the Ultras will 
make another struggle, but just now Villele 3 seems to have power 
over Monsieur as much as over any one. He himself has been 
most intemperate, and has been convicted in the Chambers of 
a wilful lie which he could not deny. The great object at present 
is to change the law of succession and get one passed to enable 
primogeniture ; but I hear even if it was, the object would not 
be accomplished, for my informant assured me that in the whole 
range of his acquaintance he knew no instance of a father 
leaving the additional division to any of his children, but that 

1 In response to repeated invitations to revisit the country which he 
had not seen for forty years. 

2 Madame de Vaudreuil was mother of Alfred de Vaudreuil, and widow 
of Jean Louis, Vicomte de Vaudreuil. 

3 Jean Baptiste, Comte de Villele (1773-1854) became President of the 
Council in 1821, and Finance Minister. Never popular, the reactionary 
measures of Charles X precipitated his downfall. He was Minister of the 
Interior in 1827, but being defeated in the elections, retired, and took no 
part in politics after 1830. 

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the feeling is always to leave them all alike, which, after all is 
rational, instead of that absurd pride which induces our English 
nobility always to sacrifice their younger children to the unjust, 
pompous notion of making a family. The Chamber of Peers is 
full of beggars. When a Minister wants a majority upon some 
question he creates 15 or 30 new ones ; this makes it almost a 
popular as well as a most populous assembly. The deputies are 
always in the power of the Minister of the day, and the elections 
are most unfairly managed in favour of government, and their 
authority is despised and ridiculed throughout all France. 

One day at Paris I dined with the Duke Decazes, who has 
now sunk into total insignificance. I met there Sir Charles 
Stuart, Lally Tollendal, Daru, Picard, Villemain. It was quite 
a literary dinner. M. Villemain 1 is the dirtiest looking little 
animal I ever beheld, quite like a caricature of a starved author. 
Starve he will not, for he has taken the winning side. The 
dinner was numerous and costly, but not either agreable or good. 
She is painfully ugly, and seems always about to bite her own 

With Lady Smith and her daughters I got much acquainted, 
and went with them to Montmorency and Malmaison. The 
former is a beautiful wood, and was very pretty and gay the day 
we went, as a fete was going on at Enghien, which is close by. 
Rousseau lived in a small cottage which we were shewn. Mal- 
maison is a melancholy sight. To see the rooms, in which ten 
years ago all that was powerful and remarkable dictated the fate 
of Europe, now deserted, and to think that those few years have 
swept away almost all its illustrious inhabitants, makes one 
reflect on the vanity of human greatness and how transitory is 
the splendor on this unaccountable ball. The house itself is 
not very splendid, but prettily furnished and very comfortable. 
The gardens are pretty and were once remarkable for the collection 
of plants Josephine had collected. Eugene's children are about 
to sell it ; and they say Rothschild will buy it. I am sorry they 
part with it ; but bad as Rothschild is, he is not a Bourbon, 
and there will still be one spot in France of Napoleon's grandeur 
unpolluted by fleurs-de-lis. The K. of Bavaria had Eugene's 

1 Abel Francis Villemain (1790-1870), author and politician. A 
member of the Academic and a Peer of France. 

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body taken up and examined, and evident marks of vegetable 
poison were found by all the physicians. His death caused 
transport in the Tuileries. 

Since I left England no event has occurred except poor Lord 
Byron's funeral. Now there remains not one single man of 
real genius in Europe. Walter Scott has much observation and 
great powers of research and some eloquence of description, but 
nothing like the strength of original thought and of brilliant wit 
L d Byron so pre-eminently possessed. I regret him both publickly 
and privately. In Greece he was doing good ; and in England 
the lively poignancy of his wit and the daring boldness of his 
works served as a check, and certainly as an alarm, to that spirit 
of bigotry and priestcraft which makes Englishmen adopt that 
stiff, dull, puritanical hypocrisy which they deck with the name 
of Religion. Laws and Religion are necessary evils to keep society 
together, but any enthusiasm about either ends in oppression and 
bigotry and generally in the infringement of every social law. 

One day I went with Mr Adair to Neuilly to see the D. of 
Orleans and his sister x ; they walked us over the garden and 
house which are very pretty. M lle d'Orleans is agreable, and 
unlike royalties in general puts one quite at ease. The Due is 
like any body else, as he has lived so much as a private gentleman, 
and once kept a school in Switzerland to support himself, of 
which he is wisely not at all ashamed. Mr Shuttleworth, his wife, 2 
her sister a Miss Welsh, and a friend, Miss Sitwell, arrived at 
Paris on their way to Switzerland, where I intend to join them, 
though I am rather dismayed at finding Madame is so pious. I 
hate piety. If I believe it insincere, it lowers, nay it destroys, 
my opinion of their hearts ; if sincere, I can have no opinion of 
their heads. The gross absurdities, contradictions and difficulties, 
that must be swallowed to believe the Xtian faith, seem to me 
to stare one so in the face that it only requires one glance to see 
how ill put together it all is. But without piety, alias cant, 
nothing will succeed in England. 

On July 3 ist Charles Villiers arrived from England. I dined 

1 Afterwards King Louis Philippe ; his sister is best known as 
Madame Adelaide. 

2 Dr Shuttleworth married, in 1823, Emma Martha, daughter of 
George Welch. 


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that day with General Bertrand and met Denon, Turenne, Capt. 
Usher, etc., etc. He lives in the house Napoleon inhabited before 
his greatness and where he married Josephine. M e Bertrand 
must have been handsome ; her daughter is very beautiful, 
something like Lady Jersey. 

August 5. At Chamouny we slept at the Hotel de Londres. 
Clean and comfortable. Mrs Shuttleworth is prim, precise and 
very dull, eclipsed in the latter, however, by her sister. Miss 
Sitwell verges upon old maidism, is very thin, very active, very 
observant, very impatient, but has life and spirit in her, which 
my country-women want so much. Mrs Shut., if she had a few 
inches added to her height, the least knowledge how to dress 
and hold herself, besides learning to walk as if there was no moral 
turpitude in putting one foot before the other, might then become 
a tolerably pretty woman. Her eyes are good and her bosom 
fine. Shut, seems very fond and very happy, and as she is his 
wife and not mine, it is all very well as it is. There is a provoking 
propriety about her that would drive me wild. He is one of 
those happy people who scarcely ever see, and if they see, are 
not affected by the minutiae of manner and social intercourse. 
A refined delicacy and fastidiousness on those little indescribables 
is almost a positive misfortune, and I try (malgre moi) to overcome 
and destroy it ; but then if I ever meet with anybody capable 
of entering and feeling those same nothings, it gives me so much 
pleasure that it almost rewards me for the frequent disappoint- 
ments and jars I meet with. I can live with and be even 
attached to people of the most different opinions from my own 
or from each other, but I can really never feel real affection for 
a bigotted or vulgar-minded person. 

Sunday, Aug. 15. My society at Interlaken consisted of 
Fazs., two Grahams and Mr Ainoldi, a good-natured, well- 
informed, tranquil, phlegmatic ! ! ! Sicilian. Mrs F. I like pro- 
digiously ; she is lively, good-humoured, quick, observant and 
sensible. I am very glad Faz., who deserves all the good 
possible, has been so fortunate to find such an amiable, pleasing 
little woman. We live very happily and easily. Get up early, 
dine at 4, and go to bed after some ecarte at half-past 9 or 
10. Bad weather, however, greatly destroys our felicity, and a 
shower of rain produces positive winter without any means of 

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warming oneself. Nothing but stoves, and cold is preferable 
to suffocation. 

Wednesday, Sept. 22. Lausanne. 1 Louis XVIII is dead ! ! ! 
Went to see Dumont at his country-house, called " Les Philo- 
sophies," a little out of the town. The weather deplorable. 
Arrived at Lausanne about 9 o'clock quite wet and wretched. 
Went to Faz., where I found Lady Gordon 2 and Mrs Lewis. 
L d Ellenborough is to marry a Miss Digby ; L y C. Ashley, Mr 
Lister. I shall be curious to see if the King's death makes 
any difference at Paris. I suppose not, as he has been morally 
dead for some time. He died with great fortitude and parade, 
which was well-judged. The French like all to be selon les regies. 

At Lausanne I remained till the 29th, passing my time much 
as I did before, only the weather was so very bad that it was 
impossible to go out much. I had some letters from home. My 
mother has not been well, and increases her illness by refusing 
to submit to discipline and by her unauthorised alarms. My 
father writes to me about Parliament. I am sorry to see his heart 
so bent upon my entering into politicks, for which I have neither 
talents nor disposition. Everybody knows their own character 
and understanding best, and I feel sure I am not fitted either by 
nature or by education for a scene of contest and discussion. 
If, however, I felt any eagerness or strong opinion upon any 
subject I should not allow my vanity or fear of failure to overcome 
my opinions ; but to be exposed to the reproach and contempt 
of half England for not supporting the fame of, my name and 
family on a stage I am unwilling to appear on, and to which I 
have rather a repugnance, is still more hopeless. But with a 
wise and kind and affectionate father, I feel I should be wretched 
and unworthy of his tenderness if I were not to yield to whatever 
may be his wishes and try to fulfil his intentions, or at least 
allow him an opportunity of discovering his mistake by my own 
failure and disgrace : though, for my own part, I would much 
rather have people lament over what I might have done than 
deplore that I failed in my attempts. Omne ignotum pro 

1 Fox and the Fazakerleys arrived at Lausanne on September 3. 

* Caroline, daughter of Sir George Cornewall, Bart., of Moccas Court, 
married, in 1810, Sir William Duff-Gordon, second Bart. (1772-1823). 
She died in 1875. 

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magnifico est, and it is only by not displaying the extent of 
my talents and understanding that I can get anybody to believe 
in their excellence. I only possess a little quickness, which 
enables me to disguise my ignorance and to make the most of 
the little I do know. I have no steadiness, perseverance or 
application ; I seize results and have not patience for details. 
This succeeds well enough in conversation ; but in Parliament 
more depth and solidity is required, which I could only acquire 
by application and industry efforts I am not capable of making 
except for something that deeply interests me, which Mr Hume's 
Economy, L d John Russell's Reform, or Mr Wortley's Game-laws, 
do not in the least. I can conceive questions arising in which 
I willingly and earnestly should engage the liberty of some 
continental country, the justice or injustice of some future war ; 
but in this piping time of peace I can not work myself up to the 
proper state of factious, peevish discontent, which I ought to 
cherish to become a worthy member of the Opposition benches. 

Monday, Nov. i. Arrived at Rome about 4. Found the Fazs. 
and Lady Davy. I staid about a week in the Hotel de 1'Europe 
and then took a lodging. I dined alternately with Fazs., Lady 
Gordon and Lady Davy. I went one day to see Louis Bonaparte, 1 
who is dull and ugly ; and another to see Jerome, 2 who is quick, 
empty, foolish and vain, but with some of his brother's features. 
He keeps up a foolish form, a royal state, and will not go out 
where he is not received as a king. As to keeping a regular 
journal of the sights, I feel it would be impossible, and therefore 
shall only write down what particularly strikes me. 

Torwaldsen's 3 studio greatly disappointed me, except a group 
he is making to be placed within the pediment of a portico of a 

1 Louis Bonaparte (1778-1846), ex- King of Holland ; husband of 
Hortense Beauharnais, from whom he soon separated. He was known after 
the Restoration as the Comte de St Leu, from the Duchy of that name 
which had been granted to his wife. 

2 Jerome Bonaparte (1784-1860), Napoleon's youngest brother. He 
married when a sailor on the American station, in 1803, Miss Eliza Patter- 
son ; and four years later, as his brother insisted on annulling this marriage, 
Princess Catherine of Wurtemburg, having been created in the meanwhile 
King of Westphalia. In 1816, being banished from France, his father-in- 
law gave him the title of Comte de Montfort. He lived in Rome from 
1822 till 1831, the year of his wife's death. 

3 Albert Bertel Thorwaldsen (1770-1844), the Danish sculptor. 

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church in Denmark. The subject is S i John preaching in the 
wilderness. The listening figures are beautiful ; his female 
figures want grace and length of leg. All has an unfinished 
appearance. There is Mercury and an Amorino that struck me 
as more graceful than the generality. His bust of Consalvi 1 is 
beautiful and full of expression. Consalvi's head was, I should 
think, well calculated for a bust or picture. Lawrence and 
Torwaldsen have both made him their chef d'ceuvres. A statue 
of G 1 Potocky struck me as very good. Canova's studio contains, 
besides casts from all his famous completed statues, a cast of a 
group of the Pietd which he intended for the church near Venice. 

Nov. 19. Dined with Lady Davy ; met, in addition to 
Percys 2 and Lady Gordon, the two Miss Monsons and Dr 
Jenks. Two old maids, who never speak and who only sit in a 
state of perpetual watchfulness for the mistakes, faults or 
absurdities of others, do not contribute much to society. Dr 
Jenks is a sensible, unassuming, agreable, well-informed man. 
The dinner was pleasant. L d H. 3 and the Ladies Ryder in the 
evening. He had been to the Pope 4 in the morning with the 
Hanoverian Minister, who wrote him an absurd letter of directions 
what to do to make a Spanish genuflexion, to take off his gloves 
at a certain distance, etc., etc. He was pleased with H. H.'s 
manner, which is gentle and sensible. The daughters are both 
quick. L y Georgina sensible, hard-headed, severe, vain, and 
spoiled by the admiration of all the many that worship. L y 
Mary is chattering, tiresome, bother-headed, but good-natured 
and treated too cavalierly by her family. I had a lesson of Santi 
in the morning. 

Nov. 20. Went with Percy to Torwaldsen's studio. Percy 
is a coxcomb, made more so by frequenting, admiring and 

1 Cardinal Ercole Consalvi (1757-1824). 

2 Hon. Charles Percy (1794-1870), youngest son of Algernon, first 
Earl of Beverley. He married Anne Caroline Greatheed, heiress of 
Guyscliff, Warwick. 

8 Dudley, first Earl of Harrowby (1762-1847) married, in 1795, Susan, 
daughter of George Granville, first Marquess of Stafford, and had three 
sons and five daughters. He was Lord President of the Council, 1812-27. 
Lady Harrowby died in 1838. The two daughters with them in Rome 
were Lady Georgina Elizabeth, who married John Wortley ; and Lady 
Mary, who married Admiral Edward Saurin. 

4 Pope Leo XII (1824-29). 

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imitating Agar Ellis and Sneyd and the set of pedantic fribbles. 
Whenever anything really his own does break out, it is more 
sensible and agreable and even sometimes clever than one could 
at all attend from his finnicky, affected manner and labored 
far-fetched language, which fatigues me terribly. 

L d Harrowby would be a more agreable man, if nature had 
benevolently given him a larger mouth. His knowledge is great, 
his quickness lively, and his opinions just and moderate. His 
articulation is too rapid and precise, and his temper is peevish. 

Sunday, 21 Nov. Lady Davy came to breakfast with me and 
was agreable and lively. Told me proofs of Sir James Mackin- 
tosh's selfishness and cunning combined, which was not much to 
his credit. 

Dined with Percy. Met Lady Davy, Faz., Lady Gordon. 
L d H. and his daughters in the evening, which was agreable. 
L y G. has sense and quickness, but wants softness a great 
deficiency in a woman, if not the very greatest. L d Harrowby 
very pleasant. 

Nov. 22. A day's repose from sights. Walked about the 
town. English letters ; no news. " Lady Caroline Lamb is 
busy with Hobhouse about publishing L d Byron's letters ; she 
is determined to shew the world how well he loved her. Hob- 
house says, in justification of L d B., he will, in that case publish 
hers, but advises very sensibly to burn the whole correspondence. 
It is pleasant for W m Lamb to have the degree and extent of 
L d Byron's love for his wife discussed by the public." Dined 
alone with the Fazs. Sandon 1 and Percys in the evening. The 
former agreable and always amiable. He gives me the notion 
of being a most excellent right-headed, right-hearted man ; 
all I regret is his marriage, which makes him the slave of Lady 
Bute's unpardonable, unreasonable selfishness. He deserves a 
better fate. 

Nov. 24. Horrid rainy day. Only went to see Madame 
Mere. 2 Her house is fine and well furnished. She looks clever : 
has sharp, small dark eyes, very like the face Canova has given 

1 Dudley, Viscount Sandon (1798-1882), who succeeded his father 
as second Earl of Harrowby in 1847. He had married, in September, 
Frances, daughter of John, first Marquess of Bute. 

* Letizia Bonaparte (1750-1836), Napoleon's mother. 

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her in his statue of her. Her figure is small and shrivelled. 
She received me with civility and indeed cordiality : spoke of 
Napoleon with affection and emotion. Her French is bad, and 
she speaks it with considerable difficulty. Her health is very 
bad and they think her dying. Dined with Faz. 

Nov. 26. Began Greek with Santi, who is an uncommonly 
clever, agreable little man and has the pleasantest way of teach- 
ing and imparting his knowledge. Took a short ride with Faz. 
Dined with L d Kinnaird l ; met L y Davy, Lady Gordon, Madame 
Martinetti, M. Blanco and M. Kosoffkowsky. The latter is 
Madame Martinetti's cavaliere ; he is clever, malin, an excellent 
mimick, and not very merciful to man or woman. She is hand- 
some, good-humoured, gentle, blue, who has the good taste to 
conceal her blueism and knowledge and only to look pretty and 
good-humoured. M. Blanco is a Neapolitan exile, who has lived 
much at Paris, and has caught the manner of delivering out 
bon mots as if they were dicta and looking round the circle for 
applause, which indeed they deserve but do not obtain, from the 
insolence of his imperious and delighted solicitation. He quoted 
one of M e de Stael's sayings that struck me as very happy and 
very just. Speaking of liberty and happiness in Italy, she said, 
" On y prend les souvenirs pour des esperances." It is the history 
of this country in a few words. The dinner went off agreably. 
The host was too ill even to be cross or snappish. I am sorry 
I cannot at all like him, as he is civil and even obliging to me, 
but he never is lively till on the verge of being bitter, savage 
and painfully ill-natured or rude. His curiosity is undaunted, 
and the only courage he possesses is that of attacking. I suspect 
him to be very deficient in all other, moral and physical. 

I afterwards went to Lady Comp ton's. 2 She is a gigantic, 
well-informed, hard-headed, blue Scotchwoman. Mrs Dodwell 
and Mrs Bryant struck me as great beauties. I was presented 
to the former, whose manner is pretty and engaging. After I 
went to Mrs Percy, where I found the Ryders. Talked to Lady 

1 Charles, eighth Baron Kinnaird (1780-1826). 

2 Margaret, daughter of Major-General Douglas Clephane, of Torloisk. 
She married, in 1815, Spencer Joshua Alwyne, Earl Compton (1790-1851), 
who succeeded his father as second Marquess of Northampton in 1828, 
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G. about Theresa ; she knows intimately and of course admires 
her. Besides I think she gives her credit for all the real sound 
sense, right feeling and elevation of character she possesses under 
the gaiety and levity of her manner. God only knows if she 
ever will be mine. If loving can make me worthy of her, she 

Sunday, 28 Nov. I dined with Jerome. Met Lady Davy, 
M. and M e Martinetti, M. Kahl (?) (Minister from Wurtemberg). 
The Princess is very agreable, very unaffected, and gives me the 
notion of being a sensible, judicious, truth-speaking person. 
Her conduct with regard to her husband's family has been 
perfect. She considers herself entirely one of them, espouses 
their cause, and talks with gratitude and affection of the Emperor. 
She told me some very interesting and I should think true traits 
of his good-nature to Marie Louise, and of the extreme ease 
and perfect familiarity in which they lived. She was not the 
least afraid or shy of him, and used to play little tricks and 
have little jokes that might almost weary and annoy from their 
perpetual repetition and childish nonsense. Once on a journey 
in the South of France, in which she used to travel in the carriage 
with them, her amusement was to unbutton the loops and destroy 
the shape of his hat, so that when called upon to bow to the 
people or deputations that frequently stopped his carriage, he 
appeared with a large shapeless piece of beaver. Not satisfied 
with doing it once or twice she amused herself so perpetually, 
quite enough to bore him. Since the first moment of his first 
abdication, she took her line immediately, and never wished 
or thought or inquired or cared the least for him. She is a 
heartless, indifferent, calculating, cunning, heavy woman, with 
more understanding than she is given credit for. The P 88 told 
me how many vexations and annoyances they had all suffered 
while in Germany, and how difficultly they had obtained permis- 
sion to come here. 

Jerome after dinner showed us the hilt Napoleon left him. 
Its story is interesting. The town of Florence presented it to 
Francis I (the work of it, which is very fine, being by Benvenuto 
Cellini). When he was taken by Charles V he gave it up, and 
that Emperor deposited it at Madrid, where it remained till 
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keys they presented him with this sword. The blade he took off 
when obliged to conceal it, and now has left it to his brother. 
Jerome is a coxcomb, empty, vain, and far from being agreable. 
I like her very much. Afterwards I went to L d Kinnaird's, where 
I found a party. 

Dec. 2. Dined with Lady Bute, 1 whom I have long had 
curiosity to see. Her voice is tiresome and heavy, her conversa- 
tion, as far as I could judge, flat and coaxing, which when a 
woman is no longer pretty instantly becomes tedious. Her whole 
manner and habits of life are different from others. She cannot 
eat, go in a carriage, remain without exercise, or take it in the 
same way as other people ; and her whole conduct seems calcu- 
lated more for the purpose of putting others to inconvenience 
than for that of affording herself amusement. Yet she has more 
influence over others than anybody, and repays all their real 
sacrifices and inconveniences by a few soothing words and insidious 
flattery. It is a happy art and more successful than any other, 
as people become most willing victims. Her daughter has most 
perfect regular beauty, but no grace or figure ; her mouth when 
open is hideous. 

Dec. 3. Rode with Townshend 2 (L d Sydney's son) to the 
Villa Madama. He is an amiable, good-natured youth, not 
likely to inflame either Thames or Tyber. Dined with Faz. ; 
L d Harrowby agreable. 

It is dull and useless to write up a journal after the events 
are passed. I have let it go for sixteen days, and shall not 
attempt to give any regular account of them. One day I went 
with L d Harrowby and a large party to see the Vatican by torch- 
light, and was not much pleased. Some statues, especially 
those that are confused, gain a great deal. The Laocoon, the 
Nile, &c., &c., and the architecture, are seen to great advantage 
with a strong moving light. Another day I dined with the L d 
President. Lady Davy shewed great cleverness and eloquence, 

1 Frances, daughter of Thomas Coutts, second wife of John, first Mar- 
quess of Bute. She married in 1800, and died in 1832, leaving a son, Lord 
Dudley Stuart (1803-54), and a daughter, Frances, who married Lord 

2 Hon. John Robert Townshend (1803-90), afterwards third Viscount 
and first Earl Sydney, only son of John Thomas, second Viscount Sydney 
(1764-1831), by his second wife. 

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and made an unwilling conquest of the whole family, till then 
strongly prejudiced against her. Moseley arrived from Florence 
and shared my lodging. His affectation and insolent shyness in 
society irritates and provokes me, because I like him enough to 
be irritated and provoked. The following day we dined at L y 
D/s, and Kosoffkowsky was transcendently agreable. His talents 
consist in excellent mimicry and very great information. 

Thursday, Dec. 30. Dined with Lady Davy to meet the 
Guiccioli, 1 Lord Byron's mistress. She is coarse, and far from 
being, to my taste, the least attractive. Her hair is nearly red, 
her figure squat, and her eyes have no expression but what with 
study and affectation she contrives to throw into them. Her 
manner of articulating English is agreable, and those who know 
her say she is no fool, although she looks so. The Martinetti, 
who was there also, is a fine contrast. 

On the night of the I3th January, 1825, I set off with Town- 
shend for Naples. We went without stopping. The weather 
was lovely, and I greatly enjoyed the sensible change of climate 
after Terracina. We arrived late on Friday night ; found 
the Percys and Lady Duff, who had set off before us, only 
just come and vilely lodged in the Vittoria. We got into a 
wretched inn, the Crocelle ; staid there a week, then to the 
Villa di Napoli, where I and Townshend took apartments for a 
month. I delight in him, so natural, unaffected, good-humoured 
and not at all deficient. We lived a great deal (indeed too much) 
with the Percys and Lady Duff. 2 Percy and I do not suit. High, 
refined, aristocratic, discontented, fastidious, he is devoid of 
any real character. Sometimes it is Clare, sometimes it is Sneyd, 
sometimes it is Ellis, he imitates, and if anything does break 
out that is his own, it is perhaps a little narrow-minded selfishness. 
She is good-nature itself, admires him, and adopts many of his 
opinions and expressions without feeling the one or understanding 
the other. During the first ten days I was at Naples I saw 
little else but Percys and Lady Gordon. We went together to 
Pompeii, where much has been discovered since I saw it in 1815. 

1 Teresa, daughter of Ruggiero Gamba, of Ravenna, born about 1800 
and died in 1873, third wife of Count Guiccioli, whom she married in 1818, 
See Works of Lord Byron (ed. Prothero), iv. 289, etc, 

2 Lady Dufi Gordon, 

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I soon got acquainted with Sir W. Drummond, Margravine 
of Anspach, Archbishop of Tarento, and dined with each. The 
old Archbishop 1 is a fine reverent figure, very agreable, very 
liberal, literary and connoisseur in arts. He dines at half -past 
three ; his dinner is excellent, though I hate the Russian custom 
of nothing appearing but the dessert and being served from the 
side table. I met there Sir W. Cell, Marchese Monte Catena (?) 
(Chamberlain to the D. of Lucca), Cavaliere Tocco, and the young 
man that lives with the Archbishop and is a sort of Papal nephew. 
Sir W. Cell 2 is a martyr to the gout. He is caustic, droll, and 
full of valetudinarian spleen. His vagaries about diet and 
medicine are ludicrous. 

My life at Naples is not so much to my taste as it was at 
Rome ; besides I have minor inconveniences. I hate being 
without a servant, or rather using the servant of another, lest 
they should be inconvenienced by it and think me de trop. 
Townshend is so undisguised that I should in a moment know. 

Neapolitan society is for the moment entirely stopped in 
consequence of the King's death 3 and the mourning. Many of 
the Neapolitan men I have seen, such as Prince Petralla, Juliano, 
Letitia and others, have an anglomanie about their horses, 
carriages and dress, and mean to be very idiomatic in talking 
the language by the frequent use of " damme, damned " and 
" God dam." Politicks I know nothing of, Heaven be praised ! 
This King seems inclined to be moderate and to recall the exiles ; 
all his edicts are mild and paternal. He hates the Austrians, 
and is disposed to listen to English counsellors in preference to 
German. A new King is always popular, and therefore how 
justly he is so cannot be easily determined. 

I am very glad to have seen the Margravine of Anspach. 4 

1 Monsignor Caprecelatro. 

2 Sir William Cell (1777-1836), traveller and archaeologist. He was at 
one time Chamberlain to Queen Caroline, and lived in Italy subsequent to 

3 Ferdinand IV (1751-1825), who in 1816, after Murat's deposition, 
assumed the title of Ferdinand I of the Two Sicilies. He was succeeded 
by his son, Francis I (1777-1830). 

4 Elizabeth (1750-1828), daughter of Augustus, fourth Earl of Berkeley. 
She married, first, William, sixth Lord Craven ; and, secondly, in 1791, 
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She is one, comme il y en a peu, born thoroughly bad and corrupt. 
It is never agreable to me to hear profligacy and bestiality from 
the mouth of any woman. Even if young and pretty it repels 
instead of exciting me ; but from an old, wild harridan, with 
her face painted white and red and eyebrows greasy with dye, 
it is revolting and painful. I think I never saw any woman so 
entirely corrupt, and with such a prurient imagination. The 
open shamelessness with which she talks of her own and her 
family's faux pas is rather droll, because it is so unusual. When 
a woman is completely depraved and when no longer alive to 
any shame, how much more disgusting and how much worse they 
are than men in the same situation. They are so proud of what 
they suppose proves the strength of their understanding that 
they trumpet about their own iniquities with great satisfaction. 

The Blessingtons live at Villa Gallo, which is above the town 
and commands a splendid view. The whole family bore me to 
extinction. My Lady has taken to be learned, and collects relics 
of literary value Voltaire's pin, L d Byron's watch-chain, and 
many more valuables of the same sort. She writes on life and 
manners. I wish she would acquire some of the latter before she 
criticises. Her whole notion of shewing her judgment is by 
violent and almost Billingsgate censure. She forces herself into 
the correspondence or acquaintance of all who have (unhappily 
for them) acquired any sort of fame. She has a little Irish 
quickness and fun, and a little more brogue ; but that is all. 
The most tiresome thing is, that she never stops on any subject 
when once she begins, and tells one the same thing thirty times 
over which if only said once would be good enough. D'Orsay 
does not want for the quickness a Frenchman often has, and 
expresses himself well and with that grace peculiar to his country- 
men ; but he is a coxcomb, and the ridicules of the family to 
which he has attached himself are taking quick root and have 
already affected his exterior. 

Sir W. Drummond x is agreable and very good-natured. His 
house is magnificently mounted and his dinners excellent. He 

1 Sir William Drummond (1770 ?-i828), a member of the Drummond 
family of Logie-Almond, he held diplomatic posts in Naples and elsewhere 
until 1809, when he retired into private life. He was responsible for 
several learned and scientific publications. 

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hates the Bible, but has more spite against the Old than the New 
Testament. His wife is the image of old Q n Charlotte, and nearly 
an idiot. The Opera-house I do not admire so much as that of 
Milan ; the ornaments are cumbrous, and silver does not light 
up well. None of the good singers are here, and the ballet is 

On the 5th of March the King made his public entry. He was 
very coldly received and the procession itself was poor. The 
following day he went with all his family in state to the Opera. 
The whole house was illuminated, and the effect was very fine 
indeed. There was a ludicrous exhibition of the Royal Family 
at the end of a dull cantata d'occasion. 

On the 1 5th of March the Fazakerleys arrived from Rome 
and took the Palazzo Esterhazy. The news from England only 
contains news of marriages Emily Bathurst and Fred Ponsonby, 
H. Canning to Clanricarde, L. Lennox to W. Tighe, and his 
affected brother Dan to Miss Crofton. L d Thanet is dead. 
Canning has made a brilliant display in P fc , and has gained well- 
earned laurels for his recognition of the S. American States. 
There were parties at Figuelmonts' (who were uncommonly civil 
to me), Stackelbergs', Lushingtons', Kellers', to which I went ; 
and two pretty assemblies at the Accademia. 

On the 24th I went with Fazs., L y Duff, Townshend, and 
Sandon and D. Stuart 1 to Pompeii. The two latter are come 
for 48 hours only, and to negotiate for the steam-boat for L y 

Bute. The latter told me of his success with the G , and 

his embarras about the other. His manner, his feelings, his 
disposition, delight me, and I feel quite an affection for him. 

On Sunday, the 27th of March, at half -past 9 I embarked with 
Buckley and West and Frederick Spencer on board the Sybille. 
The day was rainy and the wind was high, which made me very 
sick, nor was it till the middle of the following day that I was 
well enough to enjoy the pleasure of sailing. We doubled 
Marittimo, a small island off the western point of Sicily. I sat 
on deck till night ; the sea was calm and delicious and the moon- 
light lovely. The whole of the following day I sat on deck and 
en joy edit very much. We were close to Gozo before sunset and 

1 Lord Dudley Stuart (1803-1854), only son of John, first Marquess of 
Bute, by his second wife, Frances Coutts. 

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might have reached Malta that night, but Pechell 1 preferred 
coming into port by daylight, so we waited till Wednesday 
morning. The day was delicious and truly southern ; the port 
and town are beautiful and totally unlike anything I ever saw 
before. The buildings are in excellent taste and of a very pretty 
and soft stone, which is easily worked, and almost every house 
has a balustrade at the top and several small balconies. Charles 2 
came in a boat, and I went with him to his pretty house a little 
out of the town. 

I lived completely with Charles, and used to ride almost 
every day. Once we went to S fc Antonio, which is the country 
house belonging to the Governor ; it has a fine garden, and is 
pretty but ill-situated, being the lowest point in the whole island. 
I dined twice with Lord Hastings 3 ; he is dreadfully silent but 
very good-natured. He received while I was at Malta the news 
of his failure in the India House, by which he appeared sadly 
broken and hurt. His family are extremely attached to him. 
Lady Hastings is reckoned cold and proud, but I saw nothing 
thereof. Lady Flora is very agreable and I believe well-informed. 

I dined with Frere 4 and saw a good deal of him. He is very 
clever and droll, but grown sottish, dirty and indolent. Lady 
Errol is a nasty, coarse woman. There is a little red-headed, 
good-natured, flirting niece of hers, Miss Blake, who lives with 
them ; also a Greek child, who saw its parents butchered before 
her eyes ; and old Miss Frere. The whole establishment is com- 
fortless and strange. One day I dined with the Admiral and 
Lady Neale, 5 a large party of 35 people. The dinner never ended, 

1 Sir Samuel John Brooke Pechell (1785-1849), third Baronet, Captain 
of the Sybille, afterwards a Lord of the Admiralty and Rear-Admiral . 

2 Charles Fox was aide-de-camp to the Governor, Lord Hastings. 

8 Francis, second Earl of Moira, and first Marquess of Hastings (1754- 
1826), the celebrated soldier and statesman. He was appointed Governor 
of Malta in 1824, and died at sea two years later. His wife, whom he 
married in 1804, was Flora, Countess of Loudoun in her own right. After 
the publication of his Indian papers by order of the General Court of Proprie- 
tors of the East India Company, a qualified censure was passed upon him. 

4 John Hookham Frere (1769-1846), well known as a diplomatist and 
an author, lived in Malta almost entirely after 1818. He married, in 
1812, Elizabeth Jemima, Dowager Countess of Enroll, and daughter of 
Joseph Blake. 

6 Sir Harry Burrard Neale, second Baronet (1765-1840), Commander-m- 
Chief in the Mediterranean, 1823-6. 

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and was like all those dinners dull and hot. The first time I 
dined with Lord Hastings I went with him and his family after- 
wards to a large state box in the centre of the small theatre to 
see The Midnight Horn and X Y Z very ill acted by officers of the 
85 th for some charity. L d Hastings is going home immediately 
in a transport in order to get his character cleared. It is a 
cruel thing to see such an honorable, worthy man suffer under 
such an unmerited stain. 

Sailed on Saturday the gth for Corfu in the Sybille. Besides 
myself, Mr F. Ross and Mr Wilkinson were passengers. 

On the 1 6th, we had a very grand view of Corfu and the 
Albanian coast. We came by the northern passage and landed 
on the evening of the I7th. Sir Frederick x was very civil to 
me and lodged me at the palace. I was taken up to Lady Adam's 
soiree immediately, and found the room full of her Greek friends 
and relations. She is handsome but sickly, and makes ugly faces ; 
she has a vile temper and her countenance betrays it. She 
has a false look of L y Mount Charles. I staid till the 24th, 
during which time I dined three times at the palace, twice with 
the 32 d , and once with Lord Guildford. 2 The latter has estab- 
lished a University here, which I have no doubt will do good 
and improve the system of education but at present is only 
ridiculous, as the costume is absurd, and he himself a most 
ludicrous figure, with a velvet bandeau round his head and an 
embroidered owl in the centre. I heard some Greek music at 
his house that is very pretty and wild. He is collecting a library 
for the University, and has already some very valuable manu- 
scripts, especially on Papal and Venetian politicks. He lives 
in a tumble-down room in the old tumble-down palace in the 
citadel, with no comforts or European luxuries. His manner is 
so peculiar and his conversation so agreable that I liked him 
extremely. I used to ride with Pechell and ^Granby Calcraft ; 
the latter is not much improved since I knew him at Christ 
Church. The only people I made acquaintance with were 

1 General Sir Frederick Adam, K.C.B. (1781-1851), Lord High Com- 
missioner of the Ionian Isles. The islands had been placed under the 
protection of Great Britain by the Treaty of 1815. 

2 Frederick, fifth Earl of Guilford (1766-1827), third son of the Prime 
Minister, Lord North. He succeeded his brother in the titles in 1817, and 
never married. 

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Schomberg Kerr, 1 L d S. Osborne, and John Maitland. The former 
I like, as he reminds me of Ancram. I rode to Potamo and to 
the one gun battery. The night before I went there was a great 
ball, as it was S 1 George's day, at the palace, where there was 
not much display of beauty among the 600 present one very 
beautiful woman in the Greek costume of S fc Maura. 

We sailed on the evening of the 24th, taking Col. (Charles) 
Napier 2 to his residency at Cephalonia. He is a very superior 
man, full of talent and great spirit of enterprize and originality. 
His conversation is amusing and his knowledge extensive. He 
has a good deal of twist about him and false notions of indepen- 
dence, but he is a fine character and is doing a vast deal of good 
in his island, not only by making showy roads and good buildings 
but by improving the husbandry, fertility and salubrity of the 
island. We sailed into the port of Argostoli at daybreak on the 
27th. I took a long ride to the village L d Byron lived in while 
here, and which is prettily situated on the S.W. coast. 3 The 
road all round the port of Argostoli is barren and rocky, every- 
where else it is better. On the 28th I set off with Pechell to make 
a tour in the island. 

We anchored off the town of Patras on Tuesday evening, 
the 3 d of May. The following morning we landed at the town of 
Patras, being upon honor not to communicate or contaminate 
ourselves by touching any infectious article. Patras is at present 
in the hands of the Turks, who are, however, besieged by the 
Greeks, but with very little energy. 4 The whole war seems 
predatory and straggling. We went up to the town through 
most miserably narrow streets, full of the most wretched-looking 

1 Lord Schomberg Robert Ker (1795-1825), Captain 3rd Regiment, 
second son of William, sixth Marquess of Lothian. 

2 Sir Charles James Napier (1782-1853), eldest son of Lady Sarah 
Napier, by her second husband, Hon. George Napier. Resident at 
Cephalonia, 1822-30. Served throughout the Peninsular War, and greatly 
distinguished himself in India, 1841-50. 

3 Metaxata. Byron arrived there in September, 1823 (see Works of 
Lord Byron, vi. 238). 

4 A revolt had broken out in Greece against the Turkish Empire in 
1820, and dragged on year after year notwithstanding massacres and blood- 
shed on the part of the Sultan. The latter asked for the assistance of the 
Pasha of Egypt in 1825, who sent his own son Ibrahim to invade the Morea. 
His advance was only checked by the intervention of the Great Powers. 

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inhabitants, filthy and stinking, animals killed in the middle 
of the streets, and the blood and entrails running about the 
thresholds of the houses. We found one or two men who talked 
a little Italian, and one of them conducted us to the palace or 
rather hovel of Achmet Pasha. He kept us waiting a consider- 
able time in rather a pretty room, open on three sides with 
windows, under which were low forms or seats covered with 
cushions. I had several views, when the door of his interior 
room opened, into the apartment where he was dressing, and I 
saw there two or three boys dressed out in gay colors. Our 
interpreter was called Hadji, having been to Mecca. The Pasha 
at length appeared. He is a very good-looking, clean, agreable, 
gentlemanlike sort of man, with a courteous manner and an 
agreable smile. His dress was splendid and clean, which was 
in the latter respect a great contrast to all those of his subjects. 
They were all annoyed at our coming so early, as very few of 
them were up, it being the season of Ramazan, during which 
moon they fast as long as the sun is up and revel at night. 

We left the town and went in our boat to the Castle of Patras, 
which is opposite the Castle of Roumelia and commands the 
entrance of the gulf. Here we were taken by the French, English 
and Ionian consul, united in the person of a Frenchman, who 
seems a great rogue, to see Usoff Pasha. He is a greater man, 
having three instead of two tails, as our first friend only had. 
He received us with more parade and in a rather better place, 
being himself on a raised platform, with his son by his side and his 
court all round him, while we were in a low dip like the orchestra 
of a theatre. He is a gloomy, dull-looking man, with a counte- 
nance at once expressive of his national ferocity and indolence. 
He made Pechell and Churchill presents of a cow apiece, which 
is the first recorded instance of his generosity. We walked round 
the walls previous to embarking and saw some ill-pointed, ill- 
managed pieces of good artillery. 

Wednesday, May u. Anchored off Missolonghi, which the 
Turks are actively ! ! ! besieging. Weazel joined us. 

May 12. We were anchored at nearly six miles from Misso- 
longhi, whither we went early in a boat ; even for a boat the 
steerage is difficult, as the water is so very shallow. The stink, 
fog, vapour, and bad air arising from it render this place pesti- 

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lential. On landing the first thing I was shown was the house 
where L d Byron lived and died. His loss is a terrible one for 
Greece and a sad one for the rest of Europe. A man of genius 
and wit that can and will withstand the tide of cant and hypocrisy 
that at present runs so high, especially in England, is the greatest 
loss possible and can never be sufficiently deplored. I admired 
and liked him publickly and privately. We had an interview 
with the Governor, who received us just as the Pashas had done, 
with all the Eastern honors and squatted also on low forms. 
Several foreigners are here. Two we got most acquainted with, 
one a Swiss surveyor, the other an American adventurer of the 
name of Miller ; they both have assumed the Grecian costume, 
and have partly acquired the language. The Swiss is the editor 
of the paper. We walked round the walls with them and from 
our hats being seen by the Turks brought us some shots, one of 
which whizzed very near me, and a shell fell within 30 yards. 
I was amused in the midst of all this to see six or seven men 
dancing the wild Albanian dance to an old drum and bagpipe 
under the wall, while shots were flying over their heads. There 
are quantities of people in the town and no dearth of provisions. 
We saw shiploads of women and children going to Kalamos and 
others working at the ditch ; they seem in very good spirits 
and not at all alarmed. We sailed that day and anchored at 
Zante at daybreak. 

Early in the morning of Monday, 16 May, we found ourselves 
in the midst of the Egyptian fleet of 58 sail blockading Navarin. 
It blew a violent gale of wind, and I was wretched at Pechell's 
decision not to go into the harbour of Navarin, opposite to which 
we were lying. 

17 May. In the evening Pechell decided to sail in and see 
the real state of the place. We found the Greeks had capitulated, 
but not evacuated the citadel, and were waiting for some Austrian 
and French vessels to carry them off. At night a Greek escaped 
and swam all the way to our ship, which was anchored nearly 
two miles off. Through his means we find ourselves in quarantine, 
which is very provoking. Opposite Navarin lies a long island 
anciently called Sphacteria, where the Spartans made a brave 
defence that ought to have excited emulation among their 

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1 8 May. We landed and went up to Ibrahim Pasha's l 
camp, which is on the heights above Navarin. We had a long 
interview with him. He received us in his tent, reclining on 
black velvet cushions and eating his dinner, previous and sub- 
sequent to which he washed his hands, mouth and beard. A 
French colonel, who was aide-de-camp to Marshal Ney but is now 
a renegade and in the Egyptian service, dined or rather picked 
out of the same greasy, uninviting dishes that were brought 
before them upon a little moveable table. Ibrahim is fat and 
short, marked with smallpox, large blue eyes, and a pleasant smile. 
The Egyptians are a tall, thin, bony, dark race of men, unlike 
the Turks, and with very ugly features extremely like their 
monsters and sphinxes. They are almost all dressed in tight 
dark red and armed with European arms, many with English 
muskets and bayonets. This is Ibrahim's first exploit. He 
means to conquer all the Morea and then, they say, appropriate 
it. He is son of the Egyptian Ali Pasha and inherits some of 
his ambition. He has several Italians and other Europeans 
about him. The Frenchman was our interpreter and seems 
high in favor. 

I arrived at Naples early on June i6th. I staid there a week. 
Dined several times with the Blessingtons, and one day took a 
long and lovely ride with them ; once with the Margravine, and 
twice with L y Mary Deerhurst, 2 whom I like. I met there S r 
W m Gell, who always diverts me with his sarcasm and philosophic 
determination to take the whole world as a lively comedy. He 
cares very little for anybody, and is never unhappy but from his 
frequent and severe twinges of gouty pains. On the 24th I 
dined with L y Mary and, after going to take leave at Villa Gallo, 
set off for Rome where I arrived in 21 hours. It was not without 
a pang I left the gay and lovely Naples. It is unfortunate to 
love as I do countries in which I am by duty destined not to pass 
my life, but where I foresee I shall chiefly live. Nothing could 
be gayer or more distracting than the scene as I left Naples. 

1 (1789-1848), son of Mohammed Ali, the ruler of Egypt. 

2 Lady Mary Deerhurst, Fox's future mother-in-law. She was daughter 
of Aubrey, sixth Duke of St. Albans, and married, as his second wife, in 
1811, George William, Viscount Deerhurst (1784-1843), who succeeded his 
father as eighth Earl of Coventry in 1831. Lady Coventry died in 1843. 

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It was the feast of S* John. The heat of the day was just over ; 
and the whole Toledo and Chiaia were completely full of carriages 
and pedestrians in the brightest attire and enjoying the blessing 
of their glorious sun and sky. Rome was a sad contrast. I felt 
gloomy on arriving, and sadly disappointed to find Dudley 
Stuart gone to Naples by sea. I found a curious letter from him, 
which both amused and annoyed me. Apsley, 1 of all human 
beings to find himself in the metropolis of antiquity, of classical 
recollections and fine arts, was my chief acquaintance besides 
C. Beauclerk ; the latter I like extremely. Apsley is good- 
humoured but dull, and more so just now because broken-hearted 
about Miss Forrester, who has shamefully jilted him. I dined 
once with Laval, 2 who made me unfortunately a prominent 
person at a large round table, in a foreign language to tell him 
my opinions on Grecian politicks. His questions were very 
confused and so were my answers. At the beginning of dinner 
he announced me as un homme d' esprit ; at the end of it I have 
no doubt he thought me a bete. 

Letters, heat, and the horrors that await me in my native 
land, made me, after much hesitation, decide upon returning 
for the summer to Naples and giving up the hot and odious 
journey I had intended to pursue. I took little Santi with me. 
We set off on the evening of Wednesday, the 6th of July, and 
arrived on Thursday at the Gran Bretagna after 22 hours' 
journey. We had vile weather, and violent rain and thunder 
at Mola di Gaeta, which however cooled the air and made the 
journey pleasanter. I was delighted to find myself again in this 
lovely place, and I was greatly rewarded by finding my brother 
and Mary in two days afterwards anchored in the port on board 
the Medina from Malta. They were kept four days in quarantine, 
during which time I fixed my abode at Mergellina almost next 
door to Lady Bute, whose merits I begin to perceive and whom 
I could not help liking for Dudley's sake. I like him more and 
more every time I see him. Indeed my retrograde motions 
were greatly in consequence of the certainty of his society. I 

1 Henry George, Viscount Apsley (1790-1866), eldest son of Henry, 
third Earl Bathurst, whom he succeeded in 1834. 

2 Adrien, Prince de Laval Montmorency (1768-1837), French Ambassa- 
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dined once with Lady Compton, who would be a more agr cable if 
she was a less pedantic woman. Charles and Mary landed on 
the I3th ; we went to the Studii and drove over the town. The 
following day we went to Pompeii, and on our return were over- 
taken by a torrent that came suddenly down from Vesuvius 
upon Torre del Greco, where we were taking refuge during one of 
the most violent thunderstorms I ever remember seeing. Pompeii 
will, I trust, one day or other be completely discovered. Since 
I saw it in March they have found some very beautiful and 
curious things, especially one picture of Iphigenia's Sacrifice, 
where the figures are too long and thin but the design and 
coloring is very good indeed. Agamemnon is sitting as described 
in the famous picture of Timanthus (of which this may be a 
copy) with his face covered. 

Tuesday, 19 July. Dined at Lady Mary's. Met only the 
little flippant D r Quin. 1 L y Mary is good-humoured and rather 
clever, and certainly very quick when the conversation borders 
on anything that will admit of a double entendre. Went in the 
boat with L y Bute till 12 o'clock. 

20 July. Dined with Mr Hill. Diplomatic dinner, Figuel- 
mont. Mr Hill diverts me, but I have a low opinion of his under- 
standing, which has got muddled and legitimated by his long 
sepulture in the Sardinian court, where by dint of hearing, he 
has at last adopted, opinions unworthy of an Englishman or 
indeed of any man of sense. Afterwards to L 7 Mary. Letitia, 
Hogwitz, 2 Gell, Quin, &c. Her attack on the former was droll 
and successful, as he was afraid of her. She has little to recom- 
mend her beyond extreme good-nature ; her conversation is not 
clever, nor does she enjoy any conversation that does not border 
upon veiled indecency. 

July 21. Went to see Dudley, who had been unwell. Dined 
with Lady Mary. Met only Letitia and Pepe, brother to the 
General of that name. In the Villa Reale afterwards met the 
Guiccioli fresh from Rome, full of sentiment and absurdity. 

1 Frederick Hervey Foster Quin (1799-1878), founder of the British 
Homoeopathic Society. Having taken the M.D. degree at Edinburgh, 
he went out to Rome in 1820 as physician to the Duchess of Devonshire, 
and after 1821 set up in Naples. He returned to England in 1826. 

2 Christian Heinrich Karl Haugwitz (1752-1831), Prussian statesman. 
He lived in Italy after 1820. 

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Amused at her coming here ; she is in search of an adventure, 
and wants to fix herself upon some handsome and illustrious man. 
I returned to 17 Mary. Found only the Baron and thought 
myself du trop ; at least I am sure he was of my opinion. 

Strange as it may seem after having written the above 
paragraph, I find myself now, on the gth of August, when taking 
up my pen to continue this diary, to have to record that though 
neither handsome nor illustrious I am strange to say become the 
object of T. G.'s affection. 

On the 2ist of July, on the very day on which ceases the regular 
and dull diary I had intended to keep, my friend became a father 
at Rome. 1 I was for a long time more occupied with his thoughts 
and interests than my own. One night early in August we rode 
all round the heights of Vomero and Capo de Monte for more than 
seven hours. He had no disguise with me and told me his whole 
life. He is a most amiable, noble, fine-spirited character, and 
I quite love him. What I wish most in the world can never be ; 
the obstacles are too numerous and insurmountable. He is 
deeply attached to Ch. and no wonder. 

In the meanwhile my life passed agreably, delightfully even. 
I dined and flirted every day with L y Mary, made the pompous 
Baron jealous, used to go on the water with L y B. and Dudley, 
and take moonlight sentimental walks with T. G. I observed 
Teresa rather sought than shrunk from proffered civilities, but 
I was not prepared for the extreme facility of the conquest, 
which (such is the perverseness of one's nature) scarcely gave 
me pleasure. She is too gross and too carnal. 

As L d Byron says, there is nothing like the moon for mis- 
chief. It was on Sunday evening the 7th of August that she 
listened and consented at her balcony as we were gazing at 
chaste Dian's beams. Sentiment or caprice would not permit 

1 Lord Dudley Stuart had for some time been carrying on a liaison 
with Christine Alexandrine Egypte, daughter of Lucien Bonaparte, 
Prince de Canino, by his first wife, Christine Boyer. Her marriage to 
Arved, Comte de Posse, a Swede, had been an obstacle to their union, but 
this, after much difficulty, was overcome, as we shall see in the course 
of the Journal, and she was able to marry Lord Dudley in 1826. The birth 
of this child, Paul Amadeus Francis Coutts Stuart, who died in 1889, was 
kept a complete secret at the time, being only known to Lady Bute, to 
Henry Fox, and to the lady's sister, Princess Gabrielli. 

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her to yield then, but appointed me the next night, and 
received me as those females receive one, who make such 
occupations not their pleasure but their trade. Her senti- 
ment is ridiculous, especially to me, knowing as I do all her 
history within these few months. She tries and believes she 
is in love for a short time, but it is alarming when she talks 
and expects a constancy of five years. She has a pretty voice, 
pretty eyes, white skin, and strong, not to say turbulent, pas- 
sions. She has no other attraction. Her manners are bad 
and her sentiment affected. She is an instance of those who 
live with clever people thinking it their duty to be clever 
too. Her letters, however, are well expressed and good. We 
had several agreable evenings together, especially one night we 
went to Nisida and landed in my little favorite bay. It was a 
beautiful night and the moon was splendid ; besides the heavens 
were brightly illuminated by summer lightnings. I grew to 
like her better as I knew more of her. 

August passed delightfully. I dined almost every day with 
Lady Mary ; now and then with the Blessingtons or the Margra- 
vine, spent every evening with Teresa, and all that was disagreable 
was that I saw less of Dudley Stuart, Lady Bute having gone up 
to Villa Moralis (?) for the health of the baby. I dispatched 
Buccini x to meet my parents, who are, I am sorry to say, going 
to winter at Paris. My life had much sameness in it, but from 
the beauty of my view, the charm of the weather, and the delight 
I take in Dudley's society, I found it very agreable. Besides 
Teresa occupied and to a degree amused me, though I felt rather 
ashamed of affecting sentiment I did not feel and of professing 
unalterable attachment. On the isth of Sept. she dispatched 
her brother to Aversa, and we set off for Sorrento where we 
passed several days rather agreably. The place is lovely, the Villa 

- is quite heavenly. My stay there was on the whole agreable. 
Lady Bute and Dudley came back to Mergellina. I grow fonder 
and fonder of him every time I see him. They left Naples on 
Sunday the 25th Sept. for Ischia. Their loss was terrible to me, 
though I could not wish him to stay. I grew to know more 
and like infinitely better L y Compton. She has a good deal of 
sound sense and a wonderful deal of information full of Scotch 

1 Fox's servant. 

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superstitions and prejudices, for which I like her the better. 
With T. G. I had various quarrels and hysterics : she is jealous 
and exigeante and troublesome. Poor L d Byron ! I do not 
wonder at his going to Greece. She has no delicacy, no 
hypocrisy even of modesty, which faute of the reality is at least 
better than the total absence of all such feeling, She is a woman 
of very strong passions, and imagines that she has very strong 
sentiment but vast is the difference. 

My life was much the same till the middle of October. I 
had many quarrels with Teresa, who is exigeante and suspicious, 
and who expected me entirely to give up society for her sake, 
which does not at all suit my character or inclinations, especially 
as she does not the least answer as a companion, having hardly 
any power of conversation. Society is necessary for me. I am 
sorry to own it, as I once thought and always wished otherwise. 
The best, indeed the only real very good point about her, is her 
sincerity. She is very true spoken, and though her sentiment is 
in reality assumed, she believes it to be real. After several 
quarrels and reconciliations she left Naples on Saturday, the 
I5th of October. I was to have followed in a few days. How- 
ever, the next day, as I was riding up to Villa Gallo, my horse 
fell and bruised my ankle very seriously. 

I was laid up at Villa Gallo. Nothing could surpass the 
good-nature I met with, and I got on terms of intimacy that 
never otherwise would have taken place. Of d'Orsay I grew very 
fond. He has a thousand merits, many talents and a very warm 
heart. He is very agreable, and very superior to the idea I 
first formed of him from his dandy exterior. The more I saw of 
him the better I liked him. He has great frankness, generosity 
and sincerity. The kindness of my hostess towards me and the 
extreme partiality she either feels or professes for me prevent 
my saying anything in disparagement of the beauty, talents and 
good qualities which far better judges than I am see and admire 
in her. Though perhaps I am either blind or stubborn, I cannot 
be ungrateful or ever forget her hospitality and attentions to 
me. For d'Orsay, however, I entertain warmer feelings, and 
fully return the affection he professes and which I am therefore 
persuaded he feels for me. It rather hurt me, as I felt myself 
acting with duplicity (although I never made any sort of profes- 

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sions), but it hurt me not to be able to like L y Blessington as I 
should wish to like her ; but she has exactly the defects that suit 
least with my character and that cross all my prejudices and 
wound all my little peculiarities of opinion and disposition. 
I have already given my opinion of her and d'Orsay, and have 
sometimes thought that I ought to correct it in consequence of 
the subsequent kindness I have met with ; but I have determined 
not. It is a lesson not to judge too hastily or too severely. 
First impressions are sometimes wrong, and as it is my art 
always to see the worst first, I should have very often to cancel. 
The ridicules and defects I there point out struck me at the 
time. I saw but them, and did not wait to discover that under 
Alfred's dandy exterior there beat a warm and generous heart ; 
or could I foresee that I ever should have occasion to feel so 
much gratitude towards L y B. as I at present do. 

I staid till December the 4th, wholly and solely on d'Orsay's 
account ; my disenchanter to L y Blessington increasing every 
day. On the 4th I went down to the town of Naples, and lodged 
next to the Gran Bretagna in a strange rambling apartment, 
where I remained a week, dining every day almost with 17 Mary 
and sight-seeing with Seymour Bathurst, 1 who came chemin 
faisant to Corfu. He is lively, good-natured, and though he 
has some family defects is very amiable. 

Naples I leave with regret, but it is only the scenery and 
the recollections I have connected with it that I regret. I 
know very few people, and the few I do know are mere acquain- 
tances ; but the summer I have passed here has been the happiest 
I ever have or most likely ever shall pass. My friendship for 
Dudley Stuart has consolidated itself into one that nothing can 
ever alter. I feel for him more and more affection and an interest 
that, were he my brother, would be extraordinary. With 17 
Compton also I formed a friendship that is very agreable, and 
I hope will be very lasting. She has an excellent understanding, 
wonderful knowledge, and a kind, warm heart, but she has 
twists and fancies. I hope never to offend or wound any of these 
twists, as I really value her friendship even more highly than 
her society agreable, lively and instructive as I think it, because 

1 Hon. Thomas Seymour Bathurst (1793-1834), third son of Henry, 
third Earl Bathurst ; a soldier by profession. 

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I am convinced she is sincere and affectionate two great and 
rare qualities. 

My friendship with Alfred is a warm one, but quite different 
from any I feel or ever have felt for anybody else. I admire 
some of his qualities and talents, and think he is by nature good- 
hearted and full of many estimable feelings and impulses ; but 
vanity, vanity with a good deal of false exaggerated pride, 
have so disfigured his character that they have turned his merits 
almost into defects. Besides, the fatal liaison with such a woman 
as L y Blessington is calculated to do him a terrible deal of harm, 
living as he does the solitary life of an idol incensed by flattery 
all day long. 

The next day, Dec. 13, was damp and rainy, and I arrived 
at 2 o'clock at Rome. Found the inns full, and went to Boschello 
Gellio, which Sir W m in the most friendly way has lent me. 
I found Rome rather triste at first, but soon got to like it as 
much as ever. I dined almost every day at first with the Comp- 
tons. I found M. and M e S fc Aulaire, 1 the Dawsons, Mrs Herbert, 
L y Vincent, 17 Paul, ]> Bute, established. 

I shall in future resume my old habits and keep a regular 
journal, as I know recollections of this period of my life will be 
most agreable to me hereafter when in the gloom and misery of 
England. I found Dudley very happy, as indeed he ought to 
be, having broken through all that made him wretched. I 
went to see M e la P 886 and Paul one morning. I like her 
extremely ; she seems really to love him. 

22 Dec. Drove out to Westmacott, who is doing Miss 
Bathurst's tomb. 2 Mrs B. wished to have her figure flying up 
to Heaven and Mr B. seated on a cloud to receive her. She 
added in a postscript that Mr B. resembled the Antinous. I 
dined at Torlonia's at 4 o'clock, met M. Kerbeyheller, formerly 
Austrian Minister here. He is said to be 92 and resembles 
Potier 3 in Le ci-devant jeune homme. From thence I went to 

1 (1778-1854), French Ambassador in Rome in 1831, and subsequently 
in Vienna and London, son of Count Joseph St Aulaire. See ante, p. 109. 

2 Phillida, daughter of Sir John Call, married Benjamin Bathurst, a 
diplomatist. Her husband completely disappeared in 1809, and her 
daughter Rosa was subsequently drowned in the Tiber. 

3 Charles Potier (1775-1838), French actor. 

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T. G., with whom I have had a most violent quarrel. Afterwards 
I went to Torlonia's assembly, which was crowded and dull. 1 
The D 8B of Lucca 2 is really lovely ; just what a P 88 should be. 
In the morning I had a letter from Charles which made me 
both laugh and feel angry, as he has the art of always saying 
everything in the most disagreable manner ; and another ridicu- 
lous letter from Cell full of his nonsense, but to my surprize 
showing more courage than I thought he possessed in abusing 
that horrid old wretch the Abbe Campbell. 

23 Dec. Horrid day. Drove to S fc Peter's, where all the 
preparations are making for the ceremony of closing the Holy 
Door tomorrow. I was much struck with the picturesque and 
even graceful appearance of some groups of pilgrims. The 
whole church was full. It is quite astonishing to see the hosts 
of them that arrive every day. There is certainly something 
very imposing and awful in the Catholick religion. 3 I was 
surprized to find myself kneeling at one of the altars to the 
mock representation of an enthusiast or an impostor that was 
crucified 1800 years ago ; and though no one more heartily 
despises the mummeries and contradictions of the Xtian reli- 
gion than myself, yet I feel its ceremonies and its churches 
inspire me with an idea of a Divine Presence and of an 
immediate connexion with the Benevolent and Omnipotent 
Being that has placed us here, which elevates my thoughts, 
makes me reflect on my own insignificance, on the transitory 
enjoyments of this world, and on the possibility (shall I say 
hope or fear ?) of another existence. There is something cold 

1 Giovanni Torlonia, Duca de Bracciano, the well-known banker, who 
died in 1829. 

2 Maria Theresa, daughter of Victor Emmanuel I, King of Sardinia, 
married, in 1820, Prince Charles of Parma, who after his mother the Queen 
of Etruria's death in 1824, succeeded to the Duchy of Lucca. 

3 It may be interesting to compare Charles Greville's remarks on 
Allen's religious beliefs (Journal of Queen Victoria's Reign, ii. 153) with 
the succeeding paragraph of the Journal. " Though not, I think, feeling 
quite certain on the point, he was inclined to believe that the history 
of Jesus Christ was altogether fabulous or mythical, and that no such 
man had ever existed. He told me that he could not get over the total 
silence of Josephus as to the existence and history of Christ." Fox's 
doubts sprang from a different base ; but the very fact that he hesitated 
to accept the fundamental principle of the Christian religion shows to 
what an extent Allen's scepticism had caught hold of his imagination. 

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and even ridiculous to me in the Protestant worship. I never 
felt but more strengthened against faith from every one of the 
few visits I have made to English churches. On the contrary 
I find the Catholic service involved in a mystery and solemnity 
that hides the want of solidity of its foundation and leaves the 
imagination at work. 

I went all over the statue part of the Vatican, admired very 
much the Philosopher in the Braccio room, which is worthy of 
being a pendant to ihe Aristides at Naples. Went to see T. G. ; 
found her still in bed but better. Dined with L7 Bute, only 
the family. Sandon is amiable and agreable. L7 Bute's manner 
is peculiar and at last wins one. I feel myself growing to like 
her better than I did before. 

To keep a regular journal I have found quite impossible. 
My life has been too much occupied to allow even the time to 
write. I had a regular fit of the gout, which kept me some days 
in bed and prevented my enjoying society, but otherwise all 
the time of my sejour at Rome has been delightful. It is one 
of those epochs of my life, upon which I shall look back with so 
much pleasure as to be almost painful. I never can be so happy 

Six months have elapsed since I have ceased keeping this 
diary, and I now take up my pen to give a rapid sketch of a time 
that has been productive of so many important events in my 
life. I remained at Rome till the 20th of February, living chiefly 
with the Comptons and Dawsons at dinner and in the evening, 
passing the day with Dudley, and the nights with T. G. I 
went much to P ce Montfort's, and there saw M e de Survilliers 
and her daughter. 1 The latter is clever and agreable, but dread- 
fully ugly and a little malicious. She took a fancy to me, and 
I received to my surprize a sort of formal proposal through the 
means of that foolish beauty, Mrs Bryant. My friendship for 
L y Compton increased every day. She either believed, or pretended 
to believe, that I only liked her for her sister's sake, which was 

1 Joseph Bonaparte took the name of Comte de Survilliers after 
Waterloo. His wife was Marie Julie Clary (1777-1845), sister to Madame 
Bernadotte. They had two daughters, both of whom married Bonapartes 
(see p. 323). 

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quite an error. I like her much better than her sister, to whose 
merits I am quite blind. 

The Carnival was gay, and I was much diverted at Torlonia's 
and Mrs Stanley's ball. Luttrell came on his way to Naples and 
was very agreable. Dawson too I like extremely ; he is rather 
too scandalous, but otherwise I think him very agreable, and I 
am sure he has a good heart. All that damped my pleasure 
were the letters I got from home, or at least from Paris. I am 
doomed never to be happy with my family. As matters stand 
it is impossible. Those letters, and 17 Compton's error, and the 
advances of the little ugly P 88 , and feeling bored with my liaison, 
determined me to quit Rome, which after much regret I did 
and have not had a happy day since. I feel I behaved rather 
ill to T. G. ; but I do not think she will suffer more than a little 
momentary vexation and mortification. I had strange scenes 
with - (sic) in the Villa Albani and Quirinal Gardens. 
She is a strange woman, but I like her prodigiously. I think the 
strength of her imagination runs away with everything else. 
She knows a great deal, but does not know the world. She never 
will believe people to be made up of good and bad qualities ; 
she deems every one an angel or a devil, and imputes motives 
bad or good to actions and words that are in themselves really 
only accidental or indifferent. 

Just before I was making preparations for quitting Rome on 
the following day, I got a letter from my father desiring me, if 
I could, to see the P 06 of the Peace l before I went. Glad of any 
excuse to protract my stay and glad of an opportunity of so 
easily doing anything my father wished, and also not sorry to see 
a man who merely on account of his good looks had so long 
swayed the destinies of a great empire, I had an interview with 
him on the morning of the day I left Rome. He received me very 
civilly. He has lost all he ever had of good looks, and his appear- 
ance is now vulgar and mean. He talks French very ill and 
with great difficulty. His vanity seems exuberant. In the 

1 Manuel de Godoy, Duke of Alcudia (1767-1851), called " Prince of 
the Peace, " from his hand in settling peace with France in 1795. Favourite 
of Charles IV and the Queen of Spain, whom he followed to Rome, where 
he remained from 1808 until their deaths. He then removed to Paris, 
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short time I was with him he could not give it full vent, but 
however he told me that Napoleon had confessed to him that he 
was the only man he had ever feared or thought able to compete 
with him. Perhaps Napoleon did say so, but it required all the 
vanity of a Spaniard to believe he spoke sincerely. 

I went one day with Sandon and Dudley to see Italinsky, 
the Russian Ambassador. 1 He was very agreable. He sits 
under a picture of my mother, with whom he was desperately 
smitten some years ago and to whom he continues so faithful 
that he has had the picture travel with him to all his various 
missions, Constantinople, &c., &c. He is very learned in Oriental 
languages and literature. 

One, indeed the greatest, pleasure I had at Rome was living 
so much in the society of Dudley, and having it in my power to 
be useful to him in fifty little ways. It is impossible to say what 
I feel for him. I hardly know the sacrifice I would not make 
to contribute the least to his welfare. I am confident too that 
his affection for me is as lasting as it is strong. He is the only 
person I know to whom I can talk quite openly upon every 
sub j ect . He understands me and shares in my j oys or my sorrows. 
His attachment to Christine is likely to make the happiness of 
his life, and though I have sometimes doubted whether she is 
really worthy of such devotion, I begin to be convinced she is, 
and that she values him as he ought to be valued. 

My life at Rome was extremely pleasant, and I never can look 
back to any other part of my existence with more, or indeed so 
much, satisfaction. There was quite enough society to make it 
agreable to me without its being a labour or fatigue, and there were 
many people with whom I was very intimate Dudley, Comptons, 
Dawsons. The parties and balls at Laval's and Torlonia's were 
large, and frequent enough to make one live always in the same 
round of people, and, from the few English worth knowing, we 

1 Italinski, then Secretary of Legation at Naples, had been an ardent 
admirer of Lady Holland, when still the wife of Sir Godfrey Webster. 
He was born in 1740. The picture in question, painted for him by Robert 
Fagan, an amateur portrait painter and later British Consul-General for 
Sicily and the Ionian Isles, is now at Holland House. Henry Fox was 
able to buy it for his father in Rome in 1828, from Prince Gargarin, who 
succeeded Italinski as Russian envoy in 1827, to whom it had passed after 
the latter 's death in that year. 

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saw more of the foreigners and natives than we otherwise should. 
Lady Compton was amazingly kind to me, and tried all she could 
to alleviate my sufferings, which both bodily and mental were 
very great. Those strange attacks at my heart are very likely 
of no consequence, but are so painful and so frightful that it 
is impossible not to feel great alarm at the time, and the uncer- 
tainty of all medical knowledge makes me distrust all the conso- 
lation doctors are so willing to give and of course are charitable 
enough to bestow, when they know if they told the truth no 
caution of the patient could save him from an impending death. 

Just before I left Rome I wrote a letter to Mrs Villiers to put 
an end to all future correspondence, and to break off completely 
with her daughter., because, as I began to see a prospect of my 
return to England, I was willing to go there unshackled and free, 
that I might ascertain whether Theresa really cared for me or 
not, and that I might ascertain this from herself and not from her 
mother. I wrote this from Rome, in order that she should not 
imagine I did it in consequence of my family having exacted it 
on my arrival at Paris, and also I did it that I might have some 
opportunity of seeing how Mrs V. and her daughter would take 
such a step of mine. At last I left Rome. I felt I was going to 
annoyance and sorrow, and my presentiment was not wrong. 

On Monday the 6th of March I arrived at Paris at 2 o'clock, 
and saw all my family, who were established in the Rue la 
Grange Bateliere, No. i, in a dark, dirty, dull house. I had not 
been ten minutes in the house before I was told that I was a 
member of the H se of Commons bongre, malgre. x I was surprized 
and annoyed. I seldom passed any time more disagreably than 
I did the first month at Paris, falling back into all my childish 
habits of subjection and dependence. The little intrigues and 
plots that always have and must go on in absolute government, 
and all the annoyance of being restored to these after nearly 

1 During the latter months of 1825 Holland had written to his son on 
more than one occasion urging him to enter some profession rather than 
to remain idle for ever. Henry agreed, but announced his decided prefer- 
ence for a diplomatic career, and showed no enthusiasm for the political 
one which his father hinted that he would like him to adopt. A seat, 
however, fell vacant at Horsham, a pocket borough belonging to the Duke 
of Norfolk. The latter offered it to Holland, who accepted it without 
waiting for his son's consent. 

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two years' freedom, besides hearing all the old prejudices and 
prevarications only strengthened by time and indulgence, made 
me very melancholy. My sister, too, in whose society I used to 
take so much pleasure, was not as I left her. Success and 
admiration had not turned her head, but had made her feel less 
the besoin of a friend, and her understanding has been narrowed 
and prejudiced by the perpetual repetition of the same assertions 
from those she ought and must respect. Her mind is not so 
improved as it bid fair to be, and I feel annoyed and hurt at the 
disappointment which I own I did not expect. However she 
still has a kind and affectionate heart and loves me tenderly, 
but she does not understand me as I thought she did, and takes 
the cruel line of supposing that when I feel differently from her 
and my family that I am insincere and affected. My situation 
with them was painful, and I felt no pleasure in the society of any- 
one else at Paris, L y Grantham and Townshend not excepted. 
The former has no sense ; the latter not a grain of feeling. My 
aunts were my chief comforts. There are few people so kind as 
Miss Fox ; her heart is perfect, her understanding admirable, 
and her affections so strong that they become enthusiasms. Her 
judgment is sometimes defective, because she has more heart 
than head and tries to believe what she wishes, which makes 
her blind to the faults of those she loves and makes her attribute 
even their bad actions to good or mistaken motives. Though 
Miss Vernon is full of prejudice, her understanding is so good 
naturally that it breaks through those prejudices, and in spite 
of herself she cannot help seeing the truth. 

My mother collected about her some of the most agreable 
people in Paris, and made her house (as she always does) agreable 
to herself ; but I thought it tiresome and formal. The restraint 
she imposes upon her own family by the caprice of her temper, 
and the fretfulness and contempt she shews at the slightest 
difference of opinion, drives me to silence in society when she is 
present ; and the exclusiveness of the topicks she allows to be 
discussed before her makes it altogether very dull and subject 
to eternal repetitions. My father soon fell ill with the gout, 
and so did I ; and I then was tormented with a boil on my 
neck and seldom endured more pain. What chiefly interested 
me were dear Dudley's and Lady Compton's letters. All I 

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liked at Paris were the theatres. M lle Mars acted often and well. 
Talma in Charles VI was admirable, and the little theatres are 
always droll. I don't know why, but the selfishness, vanity and 
frivolity, mixed with falsehood and affectation, of refined society 
disgusted me more than I thought possible. It struck me more 
than ever, as I have so long lived out of it and with people so 
totally unlike any of its component parts. Dudley is simplicity 
and truth itself, and 17 Compton, whatever her defects may be, 
cannot be called either false or frivolous. I am getting sadly 
misanthropical, and I hope, when once I have carried the great 
object of my life, that I shall be able to retire from the world 
and live completely in the society of a few people whose minds are 
more elevated and whose hearts are less artificial than those of the 
generality of what is called the world, either in Paris or London. 

The Bedfords, Granthams, Stanleys, Sneyd, Townshend and 
Granvilles, were the English of whom I saw most, besides those 
who happened to pass through Paris, as the Dawsons, L d Normanby, 
and Pauls. Paris was beginning to break up, at least as to gaieties. 
I went to few French houses, except M e Juste de Noailles', 
Girardin's, Talleyrand's. My brother came without his wife for 
a month to Paris, and was very amiable and agreable, though for 
his own sake I regretted his coming, as he has no more prudence 
or foresight than a boy of 18. Sydney Smith came for a fort- 
night. He had never been before, and was delighted and sur- 
prized with the people and the place. He was very witty and 
amusing, and though not master enough of the language to give 
full vent to all his pleasantry, he talked it sufficiently to enjoy 
conversation and to be a prominent person. 

I went with my mother one day to see Vincennes, where 
there is but little to see except the spot where the Due d'Enghien 
was shot, and a frightful monument they have erected to his 
memory. Another day we went to Versailles, and walked 
through the apartments of gloomy magnificence in which there 
is nothing to see. It is melancholy to see the apartments of the 
late Queen, where she must have passed such dreadful hours of 
alarm and suspense. It is often called false philosophy, when 
one expresses more pity for a person who from an elevated 
situation has fallen into misfortune than for one who was not 
so high in rank and in station ; yet it seems to me but fair and 


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natural, as their loss is greater and in general less probable. 
However thoughtless and full of vanity Marie Antoinette may 
have been, it is impossible not to feel the greatest pity for her 
subsequent misfortunes, though she certainly in some degree 
brought them on herself. 

Politicks now are at a standstill almost. The priests and 
Jesuits are making rapid strides towards gaining all the power 
they had before the Revolution, and they are greatly aided by 
the passive superstition and bigotry of Charles X. It is extra- 
ordinary to hear how in all circles, even in those of the court 
and among those naturally disposed to be royalists, the King 
is talked of with contempt and indifference and as a complete 
cypher in the hands of the priests that surround him. The 
country is prosperous and rich, and both capable and anxious 
to undertake some war in order to try to recover some portion 
at least of their tarnished glory. I went on Sunday evening 
to Villele's reception in the handsome establishment for the 
ministers in the Rue de Rivoli. It was a curious spectacle, and 
resembled the theatrical exhibitions of court baseness and intrigue. 
Villele is a thin, melancholy, mean-looking man ; he talks through 
his nose and in a plaintive tone. Perhaps he has talent, but he 
has no appearance of it in his exterior. 

My father at last insisted upon my going to England, though 
both he and my mother were anxious not to let me go there ; 
but the clamour his friends made about my absence from Parlia- 
ment and the perfect indifference I shewed, made him very 
desirous that I should at least take my seat. On Tuesday, 
therefore, the 23 d , I set off. It is now nearly two years since I 
left England, and though I am far from professing a Joseph-like 
constancy to Theresa Villiers, my affections towards her are the 
same. I feel she is the person most calculated to make me happy. 
There are, however, great obstacles to our marriage. Her 
family, I own, I do not like as I should wish to love the family 
of my wife. Her mother is a woman of a good deal of talent, 
but she is not a person in whose sincerity I have much reliance, 
and during the whole of the time I have been abroad my corre- 
spondence with her has not contributed to make me feel more 
confidence in her than I did before. I never could quite ascertain 
her feelings towards me, whether she did or did not care about me. 

1824-1826 227 

I do not think she liked anyone else better, but I do not think 
she was personally fond of me, or if indeed she was more than 
indifferent she concealed it too well. 

For the first two days I was in London I only saw her for 
an instant at the Opera-house. I determined not to call, as I 
wished to see her and not her mother. On the third day I was 
taken ill, and remained confined to Hertford Street, and then to 
my room at H d H 86 , for eighteen days, during which time Dudley 
and his wife ! ! ! arrived from Florence. His happiness gave me 
great pleasure but some anxiety. However I think he is so deeply 
attached that it is likely to last, though there are many dangers 
to incur. 

On Friday, the i6th June, I went to a party at Lady Tanker- 
ville's, where notwithstanding the disapproving looks of my 
parents I had a little conversation with her. On the 2ist I 
met her at Almack's, and the following day I went to a party 
at her mother's, where we came to an explanation. The next 
day I went to a ball at Mrs Ross's, which was delightful, but on 
my return I found a letter from my father, which I answered 1 ; 
and then after a week of misery and annoyance, in which, 
however, I had some very happy hours with her, and in which 
dear Dudley proved himself a real and affectionate friend, it 
was all arranged for me to leave England a second time, which 
after much negotiation was settled. 

I took leave of Theresa on the 3 d of July, and slept that night 
at Rochester. God knows how this business will end. I should 
have no doubt, if I were convinced she really loved me, but I 
have sad doubts ; and even her strong professions of loving me 
make me doubt still more. I passed one endless day with 
Charles at Dover, and did not get to Paris till the 7th. I staid 
there three weeks in the Hotel d'Artois, dining almost every day 
with the Granvilles, 2 where the Carlisles were staying, and 
going to some theatre or other. Clanwilliam was my greatest 
friend, and I grew to like him extremely, as I did Cradock 3 

1 These letters do not appear in the correspondence between Lord 
Holland and his son, and may therefore have been destroyed. 

2 Lord Granville was British Ambassador in Paris, 1824-27. 

3 See ante, p. 80. He was on the Embassy staff in Paris at this time. 
Henry Fox, writing to his mother in the previous December, said of him : 
" Tell me of Cradock. Do you like him ? I am sure I should not, from 

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also, though I had determined not. He is so civil and so obliging 
that he wins even his foes. I staid at Paris to have my picture 
done and to receive hers from England, in both of which I was 
very fortunate. M lle Sontag 1 and " the Monster " were the rage 
at Paris. For the first time in my life I indulged a latent passion 
I have for play, and which I have always hitherto restrained. 
But my lonely and melancholy situation at Paris drove me to 
it, and had I staid there I have no doubt I should have continued. 
But I left Paris on the ist of August, and arrived at Lausanne 
after a broiling journey of three days and two nights on Friday 
the 4th at 10 o'clock. 

I staid at Lausanne till the 28th of September, keeping 
house with Denison and Labouchere, and dining almost every 
day at Lady Bute's. I made several expeditions to Vevey to 
see L y Westmorland, 2 and to Geneva. Nothing very remarkable 
occurred during the whole time. The correspondence I had with 
England was very disagreable in every way : but most of all her 
letters, which were far from driving away all the suspicions they 
had created. The mother wrote a letter just like herself, which 
strengthened my intention of going to Venice and Rome. I 
like Denison very much and Labouchere very well. I stopped 
two days at Milan, which I chiefly spent with Lady Westmorland, 
who was agitating her own mind and that of all the constituted 
authorities most unnecessarily about lascia passares (sic), which 

all I hear of his extreme affectation and vanity about women. I have heard 
much praise and much abuse of him, and am curious to be acquainted 
with him. Tell me what you think. His satire against you gave me a 
bad impression of him ; it is violent, malicious and quite unmerited, as 
you never could have offended him. However, I believe he heartily re- 
pented, and was much annoyed and ashamed of Lord Dudley (J. W. Ward), 
who went about shewing and praising it as the best thing of the day, 
merely because Rogers writhed under it. I rather hope you are not fond 
of him or great friends with him, as L d Dudley told him you would be. 
' There is no passport so sure to L 7 Holland's heart as having abused her,' 
said he." 

1 Fox wrote to Miss Fox on July 24 : " M Ue Sontag, the Berlin 
singer, is reckoned, and certainly is, very like Theresa Villiers, but she is a 
dull likeness of a lively face. She sings wonderfully, is only eighteen, and 
has the most graceful and ladylike manners I ever saw, quite without effort 
or acting." 

2 Jane, daughter of R. H. Saunders, M.D., and second wife of John, 
tenth Earl of Westmorland, whom she married in 1800. She died in 


she demanded as a right, considering herself too great a personage 
to sanction with her example the usual bribes bestowed on 
all douaniers throughout the Continent. 

L T W.'s character would take pages to illustrate. I have 
seen much of her lately ; and her wonderful talents and brilliant 
conversation make it impossible for me not to have pleasure in 
her society, notwithstanding the very extraordinary absurdities 
of her conduct. She is perhaps not mad, but no body ever 
approached so near it with so much reason. She has fine and 
generous impulses, which are almost always either perverted or 
entirely overwhelmed by the exuberant vanity, violent temper, 
suspicious distrust, or ungovernable annoyance, that obscure 
the better feelings of her heart. It is the same with her head. 
Sometimes she has very just views of people's characters and 
actions, but when they in any way can be made to have the 
slightest reference to her, or when she is the least blinded by 
one of her vague suspicions, she instantly forgets all her former 
observations, and only sees them as her enemies or her friends' 
enemy, or her enemy's friend : for she divides the world into two 
classes her friends and her enemies, which supply in her vocabu- 
lary the words, good and bad. Her way of life is most extra- 
ordinary and eccentric. She entirely forgets hours and time, 
nor has she any mercy on the time of others. The inconsistencies 
in her character are endless ; and one might draw it up in 
perpetual antithesis. She has the greatest kindness and is 
capable of the greatest sacrifice for those she at the time is inter- 
ested about : yet she has no feeling or permanent affection for 
any one, not even her children. She has the nicest observation 
and sees the minutest trait of character, yet she mistakes 
most of the people she knows and imputes false notions to their 


At this point Fox's journal comes to an abrupt conclusion ; 
and as no volume can be found dealing with the end of 1826 
or the early part of 1827, we are forced to the conclusion that 
he did not resume his daily chronicle for over a year. It will 
be desirable, therefore, to fill in the gap by shortly narrating the 
incidents of that period. 

The letter from his father, of which Fox speaks on p. 227, 
evidently raised strong objections to the young man's marriage 
to Miss Villiers ; and it was decided, as we have seen, that he 
should again go abroad. This he did in a very despondent 
frame of mind. He still, it is true, retained a hope, as he wrote 
to his aunt, Miss Fox, to whom he was accustomed to pour out 
the secrets of his heart, that his parents' desire to see him estab- 
lished in politics might overcome their reluctance to the match. 
All hope was not lost, he said, till his father called for his retire- 
ment from Parliament. Nor was he mistaken. His refusal to 
return home without the Hollands' consent to his marriage, 
and their fears of the effect on his health of a prolonged stay in 
Italy, had their effect. By November they gave a most reluc- 
tant acquiescence, reiterating in plain language the innumerable 
difficulties which Henry would have to face if he persisted. 
What may have been the nature of his correspondence with the 
young lady at this time we do not know. That doubts existed 
in his mind as to the degree of warmth of her affection we have 
already seen. In any case, in December, he made up his mind 
to break off the match. He was then living in Rome, and at 
the New Year, without any previous communication on the 
subject to his father, he wrote to the Duke of Norfolk resigning 
his borough of Horsham, for which he had never taken his seat. 
Two months later the Hollands received a further surprise. A 


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letter arrived asking their consent to his engagement to a young 
Polish lady, M lle Natalie Potocka, with whom he had been only 
acquainted a few weeks. The new object of his affections lived 
with her mother, M e de Wonsovicz, who had divorced or been 
divorced from her first husband, Count Alexandre Potocki. 
M le Natalie was all that was charming and delightful and, as 
there was no objection on the score of high birth, the Hollands 
raised none. But the young lady fell ill, was long in making 
up her mind, and finally in August at Genoa definitely refused 
to accept Henry as her husband. 

The Journal recommences on October i, 1827, a ^ Leghorn. 
Fox was passing through en route for Elba. He was accom- 
panied by Edward Cheney (1803-84), second son of General 
Robert Cheney and Harriet, daughter of Ralph Carr, of Dunston 
Hill, co. Durham. The chance meeting of the two men in Genoa 
shortly before laid the foundations of a lifelong friendship. The 
Cheneys hailed from Shropshire, and Edward succeeded to the 
family property, Badger Hall, on the death of his elder brother 
Henry in 1866. Their father would appear to have been 
already dead, and the whole family were living in Italy at this 

October 3, 1827. Porto Ferraio, Elba. Seeing this island makes 
me feel more convinced of Napoleon's admirable judgment 
in selecting a spot so well calculated for the fulfilment of his 
designs. But it seems extraordinary that men calling themselves 
statesmen should for an instant suppose that he would not profit 
by all the vast advantages the position of this island afforded 
him. Supposing, however, he had been both willing and per- 
mitted to remain, it is difficult to find a retirement more agreable 
and even luxurious than this island would soon have become, 
had he had time and money to realize the plans he had formed 
for its improvement. The sailors who brought us over were 
Elbans and warm Napoleonists. He seems while here to have 
courted popularity very assiduously. He gave public balls, and 
attended them himself with all his family. Perhaps he thought 
it a good apprenticeship for acting the republican sovereign he 
was hereafter to be in France. 

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Thursday, Oct. 4. We went out to see Napoleon's house and 
to walk about the town. The house is small and inconvenient. 
All the furniture which he used there is gone hardly a vestige 
remains of anything that was there in his time. The apart- 
ments he occupied are on the ground-floor, small and low. Above 
stairs there is one handsome room, in which he used to receive 
his court and of which he made use on all occasions of representa- 
tion. Rarely, I should think, would such occasions necessarily 
occur. The suite adjoining the great room was allotted to 
Pauline. In the garden he passed most part of his day, watch- 
ing with the telescope for the arrival of every ship. The Stella 
fortress contains the house in which G 1 Drouot lived. The other 
fortress is only to be seen by means of a special permission from 
the G fc . Near it is a building, which was once a church, till 
desecrated by the French and subsequently turned into a theatre 
by Napoleon during his reign in the island. 

There is no inscription or memorial of Napoleon's romantic 
residence here throughout the island. The only one he erected 
was over the gate of La Stella, where he placed his bust with an 
inscription, but the ludicrous and ill-judged envy of the Tuscan 
G fc on their return, instantly removed it why I cannot conceive. 
His having been Emperor of this island is no way a stain upon 
them, further than his not being a legitimate sovereign and 
having acquired a crown by talent and military prowess instead 
of quietly obtaining it by descent. The house where Madame 
Mere lived is near Napoleon's ; it is small and low. 

Sunday, Oct. 7. In the middle of the day I sallied forth on 
a tumble-down pony to see Napoleon's country house at San 
Martino. The road, as far as one can go upon the high road 
that leads to Rio, is tolerably good. After one turns off, it has 
been left to the mercy of the rains and never repaired. The 
country is not pretty, and the road generally either traverses or 
edges a salt marsh. My guide showed me a rock on the side of 
the road soon after leaving the Rio road, upon which for two 
days following the Emperor, when taking his daily ride to S. 
Martino, observed a beggar standing, who by his appearance he 
rightly judged to be a foreigner. Each time he gave him a 
five-franc piece. On the third day he ordered his instant arresta- 
tion. There were found two pistols concealed in his sleeves and 

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several long knives about him. He was accused and instantly 
owned his intention of assassinating Napoleon, and of having 
been sent from Corsica for that purpose. He was, it is supposed, 
shot at S. Martino, for he never was heard of or seen afterwards. 
Lorenzini (a clever surgeon who attends Edward) told me this 
story with exactly the same details, but with much greater 
caution, as he previously watched the little boy of the inn out 
of the room before he could venture to pronounce the awful name 
of Napoleon. Lorenzini is a skilful surgeon and a well-educated 
man. He was here at the time of Napoleon's G fc and attended 
M e Bertrand in her confinement. He told me a story of her 
despair for the death of her infant, by an accidental mistake in 
administering laudanum instead of the intended medicine. My 
guide gave me an account of Napoleon's landing here from France. 
Crowds were on the beach. The Emperor himself in a small 
boat rowed about the harbour, in doubt where first to land to 
avoid the press of the crowd. At length he made to a place 
that seemed less peopled than any other. Some of the zealous 
brought from the church the canopy usually held over the priest 
when carrying the Host. Napoleon would not land till they had 
taken this back to the church, and when he had disembarked, 
he walked straight to the cathedral to offer up a prayer for his 
safe arrival perhaps also one for his speedy departure. 

There is nothing to see in the country house, which is miserably 
small and contains no one good room. Except for two marble 
chimney-pieces, some few fresco paintings in one room of Egyptian 
antiquities and scampering Mamelukes, and the busts of the P ss 
of Piombino and her husband, 1 there does not remain a vestige 
of its former inhabitant. The view from it is pretty, and with 
a little care and much planting the immediate neighbourhood 
might be rendered cheerful. 

Oct. 1 6. Marciano. We wished to go to the Hermitage on 
the side of the mountain, where Napoleon passed fifteen days 
with a lady and child, who landed mysteriously at Marciano to 
see him and whom the people here believed to be the Empress, 

1 Maria Anna Eliza Bonaparte (1777-1820), Napoleon's eldest sister, 
who married Felix Pascal Baciocchi, an infantry Captain. Napoleon gave 
her the principality of Piombino and Lucca, and in 1809 made her Grand 
Duchess of Tuscany. 

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unacquainted as they were with the perfect indifference and 
heartless neglect she took every occasion to display towards him 
the moment he was approached by calamity. 

Monday, October 22. Florence. We lodged at the Pelicoro, 
all other inns being full. I found a heap of letters, but no news. 
After dinner I went to see the Normanbys but found them out : 
and then to the Blessingtons, who have passed the summer here. 
Their house is prettily situated on the banks of the Arno next 
to Sneedreffs. The hostess was as usual very Irish and very 
censorious, vulgar beyond measure, and speaking the vilest 
French with her native intrepidity. Valdes, a South American 
Spaniard, who has been sent away by the police of Paris for 
dabbling in politicks and writing in the papers, was there. He 
is very handsome. 

October 23. We lounged about the town, which is full of the 
annual flight of English that renders the place odious. I dined 
with the Blessingtons. L d B. got quite drunk, and said rude 
things to me about H d H se , which I did not answer, because the 
correction of a drunkard in his own house seems to me impossible 
for one of his guests to undertake ; and when not drunk he is 
below contempt. 

Oct. 24. I made several morning calls. One on M e Survilliers 
(wife of Joseph Bonaparte), whose house I had great difficulty 
in finding, but at last was directed to the house adjoining a 
well-known louer de chevaux. What a fall for the Majesty of 
Naples and of Spain to be only discovered by her neighbourhood 
to a saddler ! I was sorry not to find her at home. She is one 
of the most refined and ladylike of that dynasty. She shews no 
absurd love for maintaining the forms of a station she once 
held, now that the real advantages are lost. I dined with the 
Normanbys. He is only just arrived from England in 13 days. 
He seems to know but little of the state of parties there, but 
brought me a long, detailed letter from my father that puts me 
au fait. I met there the Lamb tons on their way to Paris. He 
gave me a droll account of Lady Westmorland asking her maid, 
in order to ascertain who had called in her absence, whether the 
visitor was like a fine Murillo. " When the maid said he was, 
I felt sure it only could be Lamb ton that had called upon me." 
L d Dudley is making love to Lady Lyndhurst, a proof they say 

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he wishes to put a Ward in Chancery. L y Normanby told me 
this across the dinner-table. 

The house the Normanbys have is the Palazzo San Clemente. 
It is very delightful, with a summer and a winter suite. They 
are now living in the latter, in the same rooms the Chevalier S fc 
George occupied. The gossip of Florence is the death of Hayter 
the painter's mistress, whom however he always called Mrs 
Hayter and had presented as his wife. She had lived with him 
twelve years and was much attached. His conduct to her was 
very cruel, and he latterly had threatened to send her to England 
by steam from Leghorn. She took an ounce of arsenic, but ten 
minutes after repented and thought by swallowing castor-oil to 
counteract its effects, but that only confirmed the inevitable 
necessity of her death. Lambton was in good humour, and seems 
satisfied with his English prospects. He talked very bigly about 
the extreme importance of his return to London, as if upon that 
depended the stability of the present G fc . In the morning Edward 
and I went to see the Annunziata, where in the cloister over a 
door- way is the famous Andrea del Sarto. It is much injured 
since last year. We went also to Bartolini's studio and met 
there the Blessingtons. We looked over his busts, some of 
which are like, and then went to a shed in the garden of the 
Swedish Minister, near the Porta S ta Croce, where is the statue 
of Napoleon which was intended for the square at Leghorn. It 
is by Bartolini also, and is nearly as ill-conceived as it is badly 
executed, if that is possible. Sometimes the casts he makes are 
like, but his execution in marble is ever vile stiff and wooden. 
Nothing can be more deplorable than his attempts at statues. 

Oct. 25. Lambton came to see me in the morning to fish out 
the contents of my father's letter. Politicians' mysteries seem 
to me so absurd that I gratified his curiosity, only skipping those 
parts I was particularly desired not to repeat. We dined at 
L d Blessington's. Met L d Caledon and M. de la Martine (?) The 
former looks and seems very heavy. The latter is a poet, a 
dandy and a diplomat, in about the 3 d or 4 th classes of each depart- 
ment. I sat next to him at dinner. He abused M e de Cottin's 
Matilde and M e de StaeTs Delphine. The dinner was dull. The 
hostess, d'Orsay, and even that besotted idiot L d B., recounted 
as usual the universal flattery and admiration with which they 

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were hourly dosed, and scrupled not to assure us how well they 
deserved what they did receive and more to boot. 

Oct. 29. Pelago. Before setting off I received a letter from 
my mother in which she betrays the real state of the Gov*, 1 by 
saying that the Whigs are not in power, are looked upon with 
suspicion, and have little or no patronage. F. Lamb 2 is returned 
from Spain, hating one half of the world and wishing the other 
half dead. When a culprit was the other day reprieved, Alvanley 
said in a whisper, " How shall we break it to Frederick ? " 
Before leaving Florence I met poor Lady L. Lambton in the 
streets. She is very much annoyed at the state of her husband's 
health, and fears it will be necessary to return to Naples, much as 
she wishes and as he thinks it important that he should be in 
England. He thinks completely upon politicks ; it is the subject 
that entirely engrosses him. He told me the other day a story 
of the King that shows his desire, not only to exercise all the power 
he has, but to encroach where he has not. The D. of Devonshire, 
among the very small pieces of patronage to which the Chamber- 
lainship entitles him, has the right of disposing of apartments at 
Hampton Court. Soon after his appointment the best there 
became vacant, and before he could offer them to Mrs Lamb 
H.M. had given them to Mrs Boehm, on condition she would 
renounce the 200 a year he gave her some years before. Lambton 
when last in England was invited from Ascot Races to the 
Cottage. There he saw L d Dudley, who spoke slightingly of the 
great office he holds and professed his willingness and even 
anxiety to give it up. 3 The King was very angry at some scheme 
of his own for alterations at Windsor being thwarted by L d 
Carlisle in his capacity of Ranger of the Woods and Forests, but 
not daring before Canning to shew his ill-humour or the cause 
of it, he vented in a most childish way his whole Royal indignation 
against the leader of the band and Sir Andrew Borrard (?) Can- 
ning, however, by a little well-timed pleasantry soon contrived to 

1 The Goderich Administration, formed in September. 

2 Hon. Sir Frederick James Lamb (1782-1853), son of first Viscount 
Melbourne, a distinguished diplomatist. He had been Ambassador in 
Madrid, 1825-7. He was created Viscount Beauvale 1839, and succeeded 
as third and last Viscount Melbourne in 1848. 

3 Lord Dudley was Foreign Secretary in the Canning and Goderich 

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restore him to good-humour, and seemed to be a perfect master 
of the art of governing and the still harder art with monarchs 
of pleasing and amusing him. 

M&reh 5. We 1 arrived in Rome about 4. I got a sad little 
hole in the Europa new rooms with wet walls and smoky 
chimneys. Edward went to his mother's, Palazzo Sciarra, where 
I dined. I received several letters, one from M e Wonsowicz, 
which seemed an enigma and perhaps was intended for one. 
After dinner I went to Lady Mary 2 ; found only Count Putbus, 
a Prussian admirer of hers, whose sole merit is being gentlemanlike 
and unobtrusive. Also little red-faced Roshkelli, who is an empty 
little dandy. From thence I went to Lady Westmorland. She 
I found in a pink bonnet, fur cloak, and numberless costly shawls, 
haranguing her servant at the foot of the steps of her palace 
(Rospigliosi) . She was glad to see me and kind to me as she 
almost always is. I was amused, however, at the conversation 
beginning as if I had only left her an hour before, about the 
respective merits of D r Jenks and D r Peebles and the truth or 
falsehood of the Masque de fer. Her conversation was, as it 
ever is, brilliant full of clever and sometimes even sensible 
observations and illustrations, but without method or consistency. 
Politicks is the subject on which she is now engrossed ; her 
speculations are wild and fantastic, but her illustrations of 
character and individuals are amusing. Talking of the hideous 
Miss Ingram' s (?) marriage to Mr Colyar 3 and his love for her, 
it put her in mind of what Q n Caroline once said to her, " Ah ! 
my dear Madam, when vonce you can fix a crooked pin into 
your dress it is sure never to tomble out, and when vonce an ogli 
voman get a lover, she is sure she will never to lose him." 

Nov. 7. In the morning I drove out with Edward Cheney ; 
we made some visits, and among the rest one to Hortense, D 8fle 
de S fc Leu. 4 She received us in the little boudoir at the lodge of 

1 Fox and Edward Cheney. 

2 Lady Mary Deerhurst. 

8 A Roman Catholic gentleman, who resided for many years in Rome. 

4 Hortense de Beauharnais (1783-1837), daughter of the Empress 
Josephine by her first husband. She was married to Louis Bonaparte 
in 1802, but was seldom on good terms with him. They became King and 
Queen of Holland in 1806, and after her husband's abdication in 1810, she 
lived in France at St Leu. At the Restoration Louis XVIII gave her the 

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Villa Paulina where she lived last year. She is looking thinner 
but well. Her manners are easy and almost familiar ; she 
assumes no royalty airs and is very prevenante to visitors. Her 
manner reminds me always of M lle Mars, but not in her pleasantest 
moments. Her articulation is rapid, and her conversation usually 
frivolous and upon frivolous subjects. She talks of her plays, 
her romances, her drawings, and dilates much on the charms of 
her own house, her own society, and her various talents. I was 
surprized at a little vulgar, parvenue pride about her in enumerat- 
ing the number of German princes that had been to see her, as 
I thought she had lived too much and too sadly in the midst of 
real splendour to care for the false glitter of a few royal names. 

Nov. 8. Thursday. I moved to my new house, 119 Corso. 
Received a short letter from Charles from Farming Woods. 
Drove to S fc Peter's alone. Walked about in the church, which 
I found full of gaping English. One declared to his neighbour 
that after all Guerchino was the only colorist among the Italian 
painters : and another thought or followed Vasi in being dis- 
appointed at the size of the building. From thence I drove with 
Edward Cheney on the old road to La Storta, and then dined with 
Mrs Cheney, where I met only M. Griffi, a red-faced, dull Italian. 
In the evening Edward and I went to see first the Blessingtons 
and then Lady Mary Deerhurst. The former are discontented 
with their house, and are very proud of having taken two floors 
in the Palazzo Negroni, which act of magnificence they think 
likely to strike the hearers dumb with awe. Lady Mary's was 
dull, though the conversation was noisy and somewhat leste. 

Nov. 9. After dinner Edward and I called on Mrs Clephane 
and her daughter, who are awaiting Lady Compton's arrival in 
her house. Mrs Clephane is simple, hearty and sincere in her 
manner. Her pronunciation is a little Scotch, but her language 
is well chosen and her observations just. She told me one or 
two stories a propos of Walter Scott with spirit and humour. 
The story of Ravenswood happened in the Dalrymple family. 

Duchy of that name and an allowance, but for receiving Napoleon at her 
house after his second abdication she was turned out of France. She then 
took up her quarters at Arenenburg in Switzerland, but often passed her 
time in Bavaria and Italy. Her eldest son died at the age of four, and her 
third, born in 1808, became the Emperor Napoleon III. 

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The lover's name was Rutherford. On the wedding night screams 
were heard from the bed-room. The bridegroom was found 
nearly strangled, with his shirt torn and weltering on the ground 
in blood. The bride was sitting up in bed raving mad and died 
in a few hours. The bridegroom recovered, but never would 
reveal what happened. It is supposed Rutherford was the 
aggressor, as he had vowed vengeance on being refused, and the 
window of the bedroom was open. Scott's mother was a 
Rutherford, and he got the other version of the story. 

Another tale she told of a man riding off from his wife in 
the middle of the day, saying he should return at night. Return, 
however, he did not that night, nor next day, nor for days, 
months, years. His wife put herself in weeds, and all his children 
mourned for him. Twenty-five years afterwards, when all the 
family were established at night round the fire on Xmas eve, 
the widow started on hearing a knock at the outer gate, and 
exclaimed, " That is my husband's knock ! " They all rushed 
to the door, and there they found him extended on the ground, 
weltering in his blood ; and in a few minutes he expired without 
speaking. His horse (the same on which he rode away twenty- 
five years before) was standing by his side, but any further 
explanation of his mysterious absence was never heard. 

Mrs Clephane talked very rationally about Lady Byron, 
giving her credit for her judicious silence ever since attacks have 
been levelled at her. Blameable as her silence with regard to 
her husband's conduct was at first, since malignant attacks have 
been made upon her, the silence she has preserved is feminine 
and dignified. I am no admirer of her's, and I believe her to be 
a very ordinary woman, full of bigoted stiffness and a great 
mixture of intolerable pride and blue-stocking pretension, but 
yet I admire the silence she has preserved and the strict retire- 
ment in which she has lived. 

Nov. n, Sunday. Lady West, cannot bear my liking the 
Cheneys, and wrote me a note of four pages to upbraid me for 
leaving last night. I answered her civilly and shortly. 

Nov. 12. Lady Westmorland, not content with her letter of 
yesterday morning, sent me one of fourteen pages, ill reasoned 
but with clever passages. I answered it drily, severely, and 
perhaps even rather harshly, as she had taken the opportunity 

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of abusing most violently all the people for whom I have the 
greatest affection Dudley, L y Compton, E. C., etc., etc. I 
drove out with E. C. in the cabriolet ; we went to the Villa 
Borghese, the Ponte Molle and the Pincio. On the latter I met 
Jerome, and he spoke to me for an instant ; he is looking younger 
than last year. Lady Westmorland called for me exactly at 5 
to go to Sir W m Drummond's invalid dinner. She preserved a 
strict silence about our correspondence, and talked cheerfully 
and good-humouredly on indifferent subjects. The idiot Lady 
Drummond she tried to alarm about Sir W m ' 8 health. 

Sir W m is wonderfully recovered, though his illness has reduced 
his already thin face and entirely removed his color. He is 
grown like Voltaire a likeness that flatters him a good deal. 
We dined in a small room in the entresol at the Europa. Our 
party consisted of Dodwell, 1 Mills, 2 D r Watson, L y West., and 
Sir W m and L y D. The two first are always particularly odious, 
but yet the conversation was lively owing to L y West., who kept 
it for ever alive. Greece was talked about, and I was amused 
to hear Dodwell, who, as long as the Greeks were unsuccessful, 
was uniform in abusing them, now that they have gained an 
important victory, 3 sings forth their praise and transfers his 
censure to the conquered Turks. During dinner I insidiously 
mentioned Vathek, in order to give Sir W m an opportunity of 
remarking that it was a mistake to suppose that Beckford could 
write French an accomplishment he thinks no foreigner but 
himself has ever been able to attain. 

After dinner I talked with him, or rather made him talk, on 
the origin of languages. He does not believe much in the extreme 
antiquity of Indian languages or buildings. Sanscrit, he thinks, 
was never a spoken language, but a sort of conventional cypher. 
I was struck very much by one thing he said, and perhaps even 
more to hear it from him, that in all the researches into the 
remote antiquity of nations there always was a period where 
tradition stopped ; that that period was generally about the 
same in all countries, and that he cannot doubt some great 

1 Edward Dodwell (1762-1832), archaeologist, and collector of Greek 
vases and statuary. He lived in Italy after 1806. 

2 Sir Charles Mills, of the well-known Villa Mills, on the Palatine Hill. 

3 The battle of Navarino on October 20. 

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revolution of nature was the cause why not a flood ? When 
Sir W m went to bed, which he does at 8, I went with Lady West, 
to the Valle, where Most was acted. I visited Hortense and the 
D"* Torlonia. 

Nov. 13. I dined with Lady Mary and met M. Visconti, 1 

Putbus and M. , attached to the Austrian Legation. The 

former is a young antiquarian, who wishes to be thought witty 
and sprightly. His manners are forward ; he is dully flippant, 
and at his ease before it is well-bred to be so. He told us about 
Campo Morto, a pestilential place between the sea and Velletri, 
which is permitted as a refuge for those culprits that prefer dying 
there of the fever to perishing under the more speedy justice of 
the executioner. This institution is less wise than the ancient 
one at the I^ago di Nemi, where the priest of a temple (I believe 
to Hecate) was obliged to be a homicide, and could only be 
installed subsequent to the murder of his predecessor. Thus 
without interfering, murderers and ruffians were made to destroy 
each other. I went in the evening to Mrs Clephane, who was 
agreable ; her view of people's characters is quick and just. 
She described some very admirably. 

Nov. 16. I dined with Mrs Cheney, and met some of her 
family that are just arrived humdrum sort of people. After 
dinner I went to the Blessingtons, who are now established at 
the Palazzo Negroni, where I found a whist-party. D'Orsay took 
me aside to ask me to be a witness to his marriage, 2 which is to 
be hurried up immediately. I was much distressed and could 
not refuse, much as I lament and disapprove of the proceeding, 
which seems to me one of the most disgraceful and unfeeling 
things ever committed. I own I always hoped that something 
would occur to prevent it. I made an evasive answer to d'Orsay's 
request, determined either openly to refuse or quietly to avoid 

Nov. 17. In the morning I was annoyed with Alfred's request, 
and at last I thought the most manly and proper manner was 
frankly to speak the truth, and to tell him I considered his 

1 Born in Rome early in the century, Visconti became Chief Commis- 
sioner of antiquities there in 1856. 

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marriage as ill-calculated to advance his happiness or his credit, 
and that I begged to decline being present. I put it entirely 
upon my regard for him, as I did not choose to say the real truth 
or how abominably I thought he was sacrificing the happiness of 
a poor child to his own convenience, or rather to the indulgence 
of his passion for L y B. 

I went out with Edward Cheney. We drove to the Porte 
Molle by the Porta Angelica. Previous to going out I went to 
his room, and sat with him and his brother. 1 The latter I do 
not like ; he has a bad temper, a bad constitution, and a great 
desire to be fine and fastidious, with much natural vulgarity. 
I suppose he is clever, but his attempts at being refined and 
fastidious make him more ridiculous than agreable, as he is totally 
unauthorized by face, figure, fashion or fortune, to give himself 
airs that are scarcely supportable to those that have some of 
those claims to be affected. I dined at 5 with Sir W m Drummond. 
There was nobody but his wife, his nephew George Stewart, and 
D r Watson. Sir W m was amusing. He talked of Fox and Pitt. 
The former he scarcely knew ; the latter he knew well. In 
conversation he was, Sir W m says, rarely brilliant. In latter 
days, when Canning lived much with him, he attempted to 
imitate Canning's puns and wit, but he mistook his line and the 
jokes he made were usually abominably bad. Once Sir W m 
heard him turn upon C. Yorke with great vehemence and entirely 
crush him in a little oration of 20 minutes, in which he so trampled 
upon him and held him up to such ridicule, that W m Dundas, 
one of the most servile of the many servile hangers-on, whispered 
to Sir W m , " Well, this really is too much in his own house ! " 

From Sir W m ' s dinner I went to Lady Westmorland's party 
with E. Cheney. We arrived centuries before the time. People 
at last came, and I found it woefully dull. Lady W. tried to 
make people waltz, but could not succeed, she said, in consequence 
of France having got a Constitution and liberal opinions occupying 
the minds of the youth instead of dancing employing their feet. 
On my return I found a very kind note from Alfred, not the least 
angry with me ; but his attempts at reasoning on the subject 
are quite childish, and he only makes bad worse by professing his 
connection with Lady B., his indifference to the hapless bride, 
1 His elder brother, Henry Cheney. 

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and the many advantages of fortune, &c., &c., he hopes to 

Nov. 18. Sunday. E. Cheney came to breakfast with me. 
The day was most delicious, and we drove almost to Frascati ; 
but I was obliged to hasten to dine with the Braccianos l at 4. 
It was a great dinner : Orsinis, Piombino, L y Drummond, and 
Sir F. and Lady Hankey. S r F. is going to England from Malta, 
where he is second-in-command. He is clever ; but noisy, vulgar, 
narrow-minded and hard-hearted. He lamented the victory at 
Navarino and rejoiced in L d Guilford's death. Nothing could 
better portray his character. He was ever the creature of 
Sir T. Maitland, 2 and has worthily followed his footsteps. His 
wife is a Greek. She is dreadfully fat, and being now with child 
looks fatter, but she is lovely ; her eyes, her teeth, her complexion, 
are the finest I ever saw almost. The latter I never saw rivalled 
but by my mother many years ago. I then went to Lady 
Compton's, who is just returned from England. She is looking 
very well and is happy, which gives me the greatest pleasure. 
The savages at Paris have made a great impression there ; they 
were taken to be shown to the Enfans de France. The children 
had previously been informed that they were in the habit of 
eating little children ; and at their sight Mademoiselle screamed, 
but the D. de Bordeaux was more scientific, and calmly turning 
round to a courtier, said, " Donnez lui Louis," (meaning one of 
his playmates), " voyons s'il le mangera." This is the best proof 
I have heard of his very doubtful legitimacy. 

Nov. 19. Edward came to see me, and we walked about the 
streets till about 4. I then went to Lady C., where I passed two 
agreable hours talking over our correspondence, etc., etc. I dined 
with the Blessingtons. Met only Mills. L y B. thought it 
distinguished to confess aloud, or rather to profess without 
provocation, her total unbelief in Christianity, to which Mills 
gave his simpering acquiescence. I am sorry to see that they 
have made poor Lady Harriet (who was before well educated) 
listen with childish pleasure to the heartless doctrines and selfish 
ribaldry of her worthless mother-in-law. I staid till late, as 

1 Giovanni Torlonia (see ante, p. 219). 

2 High Commissioner of the Ionian Isles and Commander-in-Chief in 
the Mediterranean from 1815 until the date of his death in 1824. 

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d'Orsay was gone to Fascalda's ball, and L y B. did not like being 
left alone. At length I got away, and went to pass an hour 
with Lady C. 

Nov. 20. I went to E. Cheney, and we read Gibbon together. 
Afterwards we drove out for a short time, as I dined early at 
Sir W. Drummond's. When I came there Sir W. was waiting 
for L y Westmorland with an impatience unbecoming a philosopher, 
and on her not arriving and his impetuously walking and making 
his guests follow to the dining-room, his indignation was greatly 
heightened by finding no dinner ready. We sat down to dinner 
before L y W. arrived, as she was detained by having to fetch 
the little learned Santi. L d Seymour, 1 son of the D. of Somerset, 
was one of the guests. He seems a simple, unaffected, sensible 
young man; I was rather prepossessed by his manners. He 
seemed too to have a desire of improving his knowledge, and 
listened with interest to the learned conversation Lady W. 
insisted upon starting very malgre both the learned men. She 
wished to prove that Hebrew now spoken in the different nations 
among the dispersed Jews was still the same as the ancient 
Hebrew, and that all Jews would understand each other. Sir W. 
called both her and me ignorant and only asking ignorant 
questions (we both professed to do so), and insisted that the 
written Hebrew and the spoken Hebrew were distinct languages. 
" No, no/' said L y W., " that I can not believe. No language 
can exist without utterance and pronunciation ; it is like the 
affected enthusiasts for music that say reading new music conveys 
to them the same pleasure as hearing it performed. That little 
goose, Severn, 2 the painter, says some man painted a picture to 
the sound of music." " A man might as well say/' replied 
Dodwell, " that he could dance to the taste of a beefsteak." 
Happy was Sir W m and happy was Santi to have an end put to 
the learned conversation, in which they both feared to commit 
themselves, by this piece of happy nonsense. Sir W m Drum- 

1 Edward Adolphus, Lord Seymour (1804-85), eldest son of Edward 
Adolphus, eleventh Duke of Somerset, whom he succeeded in the titles in 


2 Joseph Severn (1793-1879). He accompanied Keats to Italy, and 
remained working there for many years after his companion's death. He 
returned to England in 1841, but twenty years later became British 
Consul in Rome (1860-72), and died there. 

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mond's knowledge, I suspect, consists in discanting on the 
ignorance of others. He says everybody is mistaken and wrong, 
but he never supplies the facts he tries to destroy by any theories 
of his own, and his science seems only to be founded on the 
mistakes and ignorance of others. 

After dinner came in the Due de Melfort, 1 who is the head of 
the house of Drummond and a Monsignore. He looks respectable 
and venerable. Sir W m , I thought, dwelt with greater pleasure 
on the antiquity of his family than on the extent of his learning, 
when talking to the profound scholar but obscurely-born Santi. 
This little man is very wonderful for his prodigious instruction ; 
he is quite self-taught, and has the extraordinary merit of having 

at the age of made himself one of the best scholars in his 

country, checked as he has been by obscurity, poverty and, what 
perhaps is a still more dangerous foe in this country, prejudice. 
He is now Hebrew professor, but is also well versed in Latin, 
Greek, Arabic and Syrian. He has studied the antiquities with 
attention, and he joins two characters that so rarely are found 
together, that of the antiquary and the man of genius. I went 
for half an hour to Laval's with L d Seymour, and then to Lady 

November 22. Received letters from Mrs Fazakerley, Town- 
shend and my aunt. I dined at Sir W m Drummond's, and met 
L y Westmorland, Due de Laval, Lord Seymour, Lord Stormont, 
Gen 1 Ramsay. L y W. did all she could to make a general 
conversation. She first tried politicks ; Sir W m said three or 
four very gauche things to Laval upon the inferiority of the 
French to the English navy and the wonder of seeing our fleets 
united. She then tried genealogies, and offended Laval by 
blaming French or English striving for the honor of foreign titles, 
a propos of the D. of Hamilton anxious to assert his right to the 
Dukedom of Chatelherault, but quite forgetting that Laval 
himself is a Spanish Grandee. She then tried etymology, but 
she offended Sir W m by her contempt for his remote and uncer- 
tain etymologies, and perhaps displeased him by mentioning her 
own clever one of " brown study " from S fc Bruno, the founder of 

1 Charles Edward Drummond, fifth Due de Melfort and Comte de 
Lussan, who died in 1840, domestic prelate to the Pope. He claimed the 
Earldom of Perth, but failed to establish his title. 

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the meditative Carthusians. Lady W. first sparred with Laval 
and then with Sir W m . The former she is angry with for telling 
her a story she chose to think improper, of some men bathing 
in a river seeing on the high road a lady thrown from her horse. 
One of the gentlemen rushed from the water to extricate her from 
danger, and when she was recovered, the first thing he said to 
her was, " Pardonnez-moi, Madame, de n'avoir pas des gants." I 
went with Lady W. for an hour to her house, and then went to 
Lady Compton's. 

Nov. 24. I dined at Mrs Cheney's ; met L d Seymour, L y 
Westmorland, Mr Hope and the family. It was rather dull, 
though L y W. talked a good deal and sometimes well. From 
thence I went to make my first visit to the Prince and Princesse 
de Montfort since my return. I found them more gracious than 
I had any right to expect. I asked their opinion of De Bausset's 
Memoir es. 1 They both believe all he says, and praise him very 
much. All they doubt is the story of Marie Louise at Blois still 
thinking of joining Napoleon at Fontainebleau. Perhaps, how- 
ever, it is true ; and only they are blinded by the subsequent 
misconduct and heartlessness of the Empress. A woman so weak 
as she seems to be may have been guilty of frequent vacillations, 
and de Bausset may have seen her during one of them in favour 
of her duty. Jerome told me he knew beyond any doubt the 
details of M. Neipperg's first success with Marie Louise ; that it 
is totally false she had ever seen him before her marriage ; that 
he was introduced by Schwarzenberg to her at Paris ; that they 
hardly saw each other ; and that it was only at the Congress of 
Vienna that her mother-in-law by the assistance of her confessor ! ! ! 
contrived to ease her conscience and forced her to yield to 
Neipperg, which she did at first unwillingly, by actually being 
shut up in the room with him. 

Nov. 26. From England I received two long letters from my 
father, very amiable, but about politicks rather rigmaroles. 
Though actually snowing, I went to E. Cheney and read Gibbon. 
I wrote to my father. M e Wonsowicz also has written me a 
humbugging sort of letter, which I shall answer, but not tell of. 
I much repent of having talked so openly to those more imprudent 
and less interested than myself. I dined with Lady W. tete-a-tete, 
1 MJmoires de I'Interieur du Palais Imperial, 1805-14. 

G. F. IV'ntts //w.r/V 


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and went to Torlonia's ball full of English and very dull. 

Nov. 28. With Mauri I began Ariosto. E. Cheney came to 
me. Alfred d'Orsay and L d Seymour visited me. I drove for 
half an hour with Lady Compton, and dined at L y Mary's, where 
I met Petre, Ward, Dodwell and Putbus. Yesterday the thermo- 
meter was at 4 below zero. Dodwell remembers snow lying for 
eight days in the streets of Rome during the severe winter of the 
famous Russian campaign. To-night there is a great ball at the 
Doria Palace for the bride, the D 88e d'Arsoli, who is a sort of 
demi-royalty of the house of Carignan. 1 I did not feel well 
enough to encounter the bitter cold of the passages and staircases. 

Thursday, Nov. 29. I called on Howick, who is ill. He thinks 
the Ministry will go out on account of the victory a strange 
reason to fall, but a glorious one. His wish was father to the 
thought. The elder Cheney took me to dinner at the Comptons. 
Milord disputatious about trifles beyond precedent ; rather dull. 
Then to Lady Westmorland's. I found to my surprize a great 
party for the bride ; Miss d'Este and L y C. Powlett. The former 
is handsome, the latter clever ; and both have the pretension of 
having pretty feet. L y W., to give full scope to the pretension, 
forced people rather unwillingly to dance ; broke up all conversa- 
tion and spoilt her party, which otherwise might have been 
pleasant. I wrote in the morning a cold, indifferent letter to 
M e Wonsowicz. 

Sunday, Dec. 2. After being annoyed by some notes, I went 
to E. C., where instead of reading with him, I sat for some hours 
for my picture to his mother. We then drove together to S fc 
Peter's by the Porta Angelica. He told me that when the present 
Pope was Cardinal Vicario, being very anxious to break the 
liaison between the P 88 D . . . and Cardinal B . . ., he took 
occasion, when about to administer the wafer at one of the 
fashionable churches in the Corso, to make a most solemn 
invitation, concluding by a sort of prayer, that should any of 
those about to take be leading an unholy or immoral life he hoped 
their hearts might be smitten or his ignorance enlightened. He 
then proceeded in the ceremony, but at the moment when he 
came to place the wafer in P 88 D . . .'s mouth she was seized with 
a shudder and allowed the holy bread to fall upon the ground. 
1 Eldest son of Prince Massimo (see p. 291). 

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She was seized with convulsions, shed torrents of tears, and was 
obliged to be carried out of the church. I walked till late in 
S fc Peter's, where I met Lady Compton and her sister, with whom 
I went home. I dined with Lady Mary ; met only Ward, E. 
Cheney, and passed the evening at Lady C., where was only H. 
Cheney and his brother. 

Thursday, Dec. 6. I dined tete-a-tete with Lady Compton, 
L d C. being gone to G 1 Ramsay's to dine. From thence I went 
to Torlonia's, where I met Lady Westmorland. She was looking 
ill, but there is something so ladylike in her manner and so 
winning in her voice and in the appearance of kindness she shows, 
that steeled as I was against her from a variety of ill-natured 
things she said about me, I could not feel animosity against one 
so winning and so clever. Her tongue is most censorious even 
against those she pretends to love, and there is nothing she will 
not say and do to provoke those she likes, if they displease her 
in the slightest thing. Miss d'Este looked handsome ; she is 
lively and amiable. I staid till every one was gone with Lady 
West, and Miss d'Este. 1 It had been full of the very ugliest, 
most vulgar country-town set of English I ever saw. 

Saturday, Dec. 8. With the Cheneys I went to see Torwaldsen, 
in his own house. He has some tolerable modern pictures a 
beautiful sketch of Cardinal Consalvi by Lawrence, and some 
spirited drawings in water-colour by a German of the name of 
Koch, who died early. They are taken from Dante, and are 
full of imagination and genius. Torwaldsen himself has a fine 
face and a good expression ; he is heavy in conversation, but not 
petulant and sarcastic like most of the fraternity of artists. He 
has made a small collection of Etruscan vases, some of them very 

I drove about with E. Cheney to the Borghese. It was a cold, 
sunless day, and we returned home early. I wrote to my aunt, 
and went to dine with Lady Westmorland. The company very 
numerous, but very ill sorted. Lady M. Deerhurst, Mrs Dennis, 
Jenks, Miss Daniel, Colyar, Capt. Roberts 2 (the proprietor of a 

1 Augusta Emma, daughter of the Duke of Sussex and Lady Augusta 
Murray. She married Thomas, first Lord Truro in 1845. 

2 Captain Daniel Roberts, R.N., who bought the wreck of the Ariel, 
from which Shelley was drowned, and re-rigged her. (Works of Lord Byron, 
vi. 120.) 

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yacht, who has been much in the Mediterranean and with L d 
Byron), Severn, Eastlake, Gibson, and several others even of lesser 
note or likelihood. The dinner was very long. Conversation 
did not thrive, though L y W. tried to make it general, but it 
would not do. I escaped early to L y Compton, and from thence 
went with her to Hortense ; there was a dance. Hortense 
gracious with her very lively manner, and very agreable. She 
has the art, which is almost always confined to those of her 
nation, of making those she speaks to pleased with what they 
themselves have said. She told me about Marechale Ney, 1 whom 
she regards as a sort of sister. She made her marriage, and has 
ever kept up habits of the greatest friendship with them all. 
Her son is about to marry Lafitte's daughter, the greatest heiress 
in France. What he looks forward to is being one day or other 
created a peer, but it must be dreadful for him, if ever he does 
sit in that Chamber, to reflect that the whole House unanimously 
condemned his father to death. It was with the sister of M e Ney 
that Hortense had been educated by M e Campan (their aunt), 
and it was she who fell before Hortense's eyes into an eddy at 
some baths in Savoy. She was instantly dashed to pieces, and 
only some broken bones and blood came up to the surface for a 
moment. Hortense spoke of it with great agitation and with 
tears in her eyes. I was astonished to find she could feel so much, 
for she gives me the notion of a very frivolous person, who regards 
sentiment and affection merely as far as they suit a romance or 
a play. Perhaps it is unjust to blame her for being happy, but 
it always appears to me the effect of her frivolity and indifference 
and not of philosophy. Philosophy would teach her to be calm 
and resigned, but could not render her joyous. 

I received a letter from Wortley. He says very cleverly, 
" that the present Ministry in England resemble a ring of toad- 
stools that often mark where the great oak fell." Their condition 
in P fc to be, "that in the Upper House they have plenty of leaders 
but lack votes, in the Lower they have votes enough but lack 
leaders." The whole of his letter is much better expressed and 
fuller of clever thoughts than his letters used to be. Perhaps 
his marriage, 2 which I have always hitherto lamented, has served 

1 Mile Aiguie. 

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to nerve and excite him, for that is all he wants. He has very 
fair abilities but great indolence and constitutional indifference. 

Sunday, Dec. 9. I drove with Lady Westmorland, first, to 
visit L d F. Bentinck l who is, poor man, dying ; and then on the 
road out of the Porta Pia. She harangued on D r Peebles and 
D r Jenks, and showed me a very violent, foolish letter she has 
written to Lady F. Bentinck, which is almost a challenge. She 
is wild and tiresome upon the subject, especially as it is one that 
does not give scope to her strange wit and quick perception of 
character. I dined at Lady Compton's, and met only Mrs 
Clephane. She told a story of Lord Ferrers, he that deservedly 
ended at the gallows, maltreating his wife so dreadfully, that in 
despair she wrote to her brother, Sir W m Meredith, to come and 
protect her, which he did. He was introduced into the room, 
where he found L d Ferrers, who instantly said to him, " I will 
go and try to persuade L y F. to come and see you/' He went 
upstairs with a pistol and a brandy bottle, and lest he should 
use the former, which he threatened, she was obliged to swallow 
the contents of the latter. Allowing the potion some time to 
operate, he returned to Sir W m and said he had found her in a 
state unfit to appear at dinner, but that he was determined she 
should come down. When at dinner he sent three or four messages 
and at last insisted, apparently to please Sir W m , upon her being 
conducted into the dining-room. She was brought down half- 
dressed and completely intoxicated. " There is your sister, Sir 
W m ; she is always thus." The disgusted brother left the house 
that night, resolved never to meddle in her favor another time. 

From Lady Compton's I went to the Blessingtons. They are 
just returned from Naples, where they have triumphantly 
effected the nefarious marriage of poor Lady H. Gardiner. They 
are proud of what they have done and expected me to congratulate 
and approve. I behaved as civilly as I could, feeling as I do the 
strongest detestation and contempt for Lady B., and great 
sorrow at d'Orsay's weakness and folly in being humbugged 
and blinded by the machinations of that b . . . I like him 
notwithstanding all his ridicules, and I must ever lament his 

1 Major-General Lord Frederick Bentinck (1781-1828), who died in 
the following February. He married, in 1820, Mary, daughter of William, 
first Earl of Lonsdale, and left an only son. 

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infatuation for her having made him guilty of one of the most 
disgraceful and odious proceedings I ever heard of. 

Tuesday, Dec. n. After writing to my father, S r W m Cell, 
Sir G. Talbot and Mr Barry, and receiving a strange unmeaning 
letter from M e W. from Warsaw in answer to my Florentine 
epistle, I went to E. Cheney, and read Gibbon with him. I 
drove with him to see Severn's studio. He has painted a new 
picture of a supposed scene in the Villa d'Este, with some very 
pretty figures, and has not spoilt the lovely scenery of that 
charming place. He showed it to us himself, which is always 
painful, as it forbids criticism, at least sincere criticism. He has 
made a sketch of Lady Westmorland's idea of a picture represent- 
ing David Rizzio's murder. There is some talent, but many 
dreadful faults. The D 88 of Argyll, who sees Darnley when the 
Queen does not, is an ungraceful, awkward, ill-conceived figure. 

We drove on the Pincio, met no one, and returned early to 
dine with Hortense. She had only Edward and myself as guests. 
Her son and her new lady-in-waiting completed the quintette. 
She never ceased talking from the moment we arrived till we 
left the house. First, she gave us a detailed account of her 
different houses : she spoke of Holland and of Amsterdam with 
almost horror. It was there she lost her child, and her own health 
was so bad that she was quite green. The people who flocked 
round her carriage to see their new Queen on her road to Amster- 
dam, she used frequently to hear saying, " Elle est mourante, 
die ne vivra par deux jours." In this melancholy state she 
arrived at Amsterdam, and was lodged in the Hotel-de-Ville, 
in which, though there is one fine room, all the others are detest- 
able. The apartments allotted to her were those of Justice, and 
round the cornice were ornaments of skulls and cross-bones in 
marble. She seems to regard every recollection of the place 
with more than dislike positive horror. 

At dinner we talked of M e de Stael. She never saw her but 
once, when she came to intercede with her to get the sentence of 
exile rescinded. She thinks the character of M. de Vernon is a 
faithful portrait of Talleyrand, whom she does not think born 
wicked, but who has become so by the wickedness of the world 
and the times in which he has lived. With ambition, indolence 
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storms that have arisen, but has not been the schemer or director 
of them. M e de Stael, when in Switzerland, asked Hortense's 
eldest son, then a boy of ten years old, if it was true that Napoleon 
every day made him repeat the fable of, " La raison du plus fort 
est la meilleure." It was true he repeated all in rotation, but 
not that in particular, every morning to his uncle. Napoleon 
is said to have asked M e de Stael, " Depuis quand, Madame, 
est-ce-que les femmes se melent de la politique ? " " Depuis 
qu'on leur coupe les tetes, Sire." After dinner she showed us 
her bed and dressing-room filled with her itinerant imperial 
finery, which she contrives to keep clean and smart. She and 
her lady read a proverb which I thought dull, but which had 
some merit though too long. Afterwards she talked on history 
more sensibly and profoundly than I thought her capable of 
doing. She then gave me an account of the E. of Russia's civility 
to her and her mother on the first taking of Paris ; how he 
obtained for her the Duche de S fc Leu, which was accorded by 
Louis XVIII ; and also she told us of her visit to the King to 
thank him. I cannot help thinking that it would have been 
better taste to have only written her thanks, and not personally 
to have paid her court to the enemy of her family. She remained 
at Paris during the whole time of the first Restoration. The K g 
was very gracious. She staid an hour with him, and he seems 
to have flattered and to have received flattery. I went to Laval's 
dull party. Came home early, cross and with a cold. 

Dec. 12. With Mauri I began reading Macchiavelli's Principe, 
with which I was delighted. Mauri tells me the title of " Magni- 
fico," which formerly was one of the noblest appellations, is at 
present only given to the Jews to avoid bestowing upon them the 
word " Signore." Not only is it used in conversation, but in 
all law papers and official transactions. 

Thursday, Dec. 13. Edward Cheney came to read with me. 
We read a little, but he was seized by a slight return of fever, 
and was far from well. I took him home, and then drove to 
L y Compton's, where I staid till 6 o'clock. At that hour I went 
to dine tete-a-tete with L y Westmorland. We dined upstairs 
in the small rooms. P 88 Lancelloti with her mammoth husband 
paid L y W. a visit. She is daughter to P ce Massimo, clever, 
well-informed, but ugly and rather tart. I went to E. Cheney, 

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where I passed the evening. He was rather better. Mr Hoppner, 
the consul at Venice, son to the painter and himself an artist, 
hung his room with some sea-pieces of his own painting. An 
Englishman, looking at them, asked by whom they were done. 
" By me, Sir." "By you, indeed ! See what a poor judge of 
painting I am, I thought them very good." 

Dec. 14. Read with Mauri. Sat with E. Cheney for an hour, 
and then to Lady Compton's, who consulted me about a dinner 
for Lady Mary. Dined at the Blessingtons, met Valdes and 
Dodwell. Now that they have accomplished the infamous 
marriage, they turn the poor child into ridicule for supposed 
stupidity. The wickedness of the whole proceeding disgusts me 
more and more, and makes me rejoice that my name cannot be 
coupled with it in any way. Went for an hour to E. Cheney, 
who was alone and not well. Then to Lady Compton's party, 
where she not only made her guests dance but gave them food, 
which they liked amazingly. 

Saturday, Dec. 15. I went early to see poor Edward C., whom 
I found suffering under a sharp attack of fever. I staid some 
time with him and his family, and then went to Lady Compton, 
with whom I drove out a dowager drive to S fc Peter's. I dined 
with her. Her sister Anna Jane the only guest. She is, I believe, 
learned, and clever at poetry ; her conversation is not remarkable 
nor are her manners good. 

Dec. 19. Mauri came to me ; with him I read Macchiavelli 
and Ariosto. He told me of the favoritism of a builder, 
Famonati, with the present Pope, formed when the latter, being 
Cardinal, was ordered to the baths of Acqua Santa, where the 
former had built some houses, in one of which he lodged the 
Cardinal and paid him great court, judging from his bad state of 
health that he would most likely be elected Pope. The Cardinal 
borrowed money of the builder, and though the latter was 
imprudent enough to sue him in the Roman courts for payment, 
their friendship still continued, and he now governs the Pope 
completely and obliges the Pope to give him lucrative employ- 
ments. The acts and laws passed by His Holiness are most 
trivial, and offensive to the people. He has ordered all priests 
and all those employed under G fc to wear Roman manufactured 
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game laws, and is most active and severe in discovering and 
punishing any illicit connexions between men and women. On 
the discovery of an intrigue between a painter's wife and one of 
his guardia nobile, he corrected the decision of the court con- 
demning the woman to seven years confinement in a nunnery 
and the man to two months in a convent, and converted his 
officer's punishment into seven years confinement in the castle 
of St Angelo, thus abusing the privilege of sovereigns to aggravate 
and not to soften the severity of their courts. 

Dec. 21. I drove out at 2 with Lady Mary Deerhurst, not- 
withstanding the bitter cold, to see some Dresden china with 
her, for which the proprietor asked too much for either of us to 
give. I was too poor and she too stingy. We then went to the 
Palazzo Giraud, in Trastevere, the former palace of the English 
embassy. Its last tenant in that capacity was Cardinal Wolsey ; 
it is now bought by Torlonia, and in its splendid suite he keeps 
a sort of magazine of china, pictures and valuables which he 
means to sell. I dined at Mrs Cheney's, and there I spent the 
evening with E. Cheney, who is better and who has been out 

Dec. 22. No letters. I wrote to Charles, Wortley and L y H. 
Cold day. Sat with E. Cheney all morning. Dined at 5 at Sir 
W m Drummond's. Met Mills, two Dallas's, and the inmates. 
L y Drummond was more than usually tiresome in her eternal 
comparisons between Rome and Naples, ever to the disadvantage 
of the former. Sir W m lost his temper and silenced her ; making 
a solemn sort of appeal to beg her to be silent, which she treated 
with contempt and giggled on the same follies for half an hour 
more. Sir W m was not agr cable or well ; and the evening was 
dull. I went from thence to P ce de Montfort's, where I only found 
the P 8S . We had a very long conversation about the injustice 
done to them with regard to their country house at Fermo, to 
which they are not allowed to return, since the K 8 of Naples has 
made a representation to the Pope that he cannot with safety 
allow a Bonaparte so near his frontier. All the acts necessary to 
the purchase passed through the Papal G fc . She is not as near 
the frontier at Fermo as at Albano, and now they wish to sell 
property they are not permitted to enjoy, of course they find no 
purchasers, and neither the K e of Naples or the Pope will buy 

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of them what they force them to sell. She talked of Maria 
Louisa, whose conduct she thinks even worse towards her hus- 
band, as she says she is far from being the weak, foolish woman 
she is usually called, but is cold, unfeeling, selfish and full of low 
cunning. Emperor Alexander she praised very much. She tried 
to exculpate him of falsehood towards Napoleon, and she says, 
though he changed his opinion in less than ten days, that she 
believes he really thought the restoration of the Bourbons was 
for the happiness of France. To her he talked at Laybach with 
pretended affection for Napoleon, said he had made applications 
to England for his return to Europe, and added, " Ah ! mon 
Dieu, si on pourrait le tirer de ces griff es-la " ! Alexander was, 
I believe, the falsest of his false countrymen, and always made it 
a rule to talk the language most agreable to his hearers without 
the slightest regard to truth. She told me at length of Napoleon's 
refusal by the D 89 of Oldenburg. Alexander had had con- 
versations with Napoleon on the subject at Erfurt, and told 
him the difficulties lay with his mother, the Empress, but that 
he would do every thing he could to promote Napoleon's views. 
The Grand D 88 , immediately on the arrival of the proposal, at 
the instigation of the Empress, engaged herself to the D. of O., 
for whom she had no affection ; but only did so as the easiest 
way of answering Napoleon's offer. The day the refusal came 
Napoleon began negotiating with Vienna, and never forgave the 
Russian court the insult to which he had been exposed by the 
treachery of Alexander, who had on his return to Russia entirely 
concurred with his mother's conduct, forgetful of his Erfurt 
promises. I passed the evening with E. Cheney till 12. 

Sunday, Dec. 23. With E. Cheney and Lady Compton I 
took a drive towards Albano. I dined at Torlonia's, where I 
went with Lady M. Deerhurst. The dinner was tedious ; our 
guests were, Cardinal Vidoni, 1 Laval, Gargarin, Chabots, L* M. 
Ross, 2 Orsinis, Piombino, P 88e Sta Croce. When we sat down to 

1 Cardinal Pietro Vidoni (1759-1830). " A fat, very noisy, disgustingly 
voracious Prince of the Church. ... He resembles an exaggerated, 
colossal Roger Wilbraham, but the force of his voice I never heard 
rivalled, much less equalled." (H. Fox to Hon. Caroline Fox.) 

2 Lady Mary Ross and Lady Isabella de Rohan Chabot were daughters 
of William Robert, second Duke of Leinster, and sisters of the third Duke. 

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dinner, Lady Mary Deerhurst, in the most vulgar housemaid 
manner, began talking across five or six people to me to abuse 
L y Isabella Chabot's looks and manner. I was quite distressed, 
but happily Vidoni's voice soon drowned everything else, and 
though he eat more and slower than all the rest of the company, 
his overpowering voice was not quiet for an instant. He and 
Laval had a contest of what they meant for wit across the table 
about the ceremonies tomorrow and the fasting of the Pope. 1 
Vidoni, who cannot speak tolerable French, said, " II faut que 
il Pape soil jeune pour sept heures demain." 

I passed the evening with E. Cheney, after going for half an 
hour to Lady Compton. Lady Stewart, Sir W m Drummond's 
sister, writes word to Mrs Clephane that, as she feels the time 
approach for her to be removed from this world, and as her 
memory is rather failing, she is employed in making out a list 
of all the friends she has survived, that when in heaven she may 
remember to notice them. A visiting list for heaven is a charming 
idea, and might reconcile Almack's patronesses to the certainty 
of death. 

Wednesday, Dec. 26. After reading some Macchiavelli and the 
3 d canto of Ariosto with Mauri, I went to E. Cheney, and drove 
out with him and Lady Compton to Cecilia Metella's tomb. 
There was too much wind to allow time to walk. Lady C. told 
a story of two young cavalry officers being both ill of the ague, 
but the younger one who was nearer convalescence and more 
full of military ardor, diverted himself with practising the sword 
exercise, which he expected his brother, who was sitting shivering 
by the fire, to admire. " Is it not right ? Have I not done it 
well, brother ? " " Yes, by those two first strokes you cut off 
his ears, and by the last his head," grumbled the invalid. " Whose 

Lady Isabella had married Louis William de Rohan-Chabot, Viscomte de 
Chabot in 1809, and died in 1868. Henry Fox wrote to Miss Fox on 
Christmas Day : " You are right, dear little Aunty. Lady Isabella is 
a nasty, sarcastic, find-faulty, niggling, illnatured little thing, very unlike 
Lady Kinnaird in amiability or Lady Foley in beauty. I thought at 
Paris it was rather an unjust prejudice of yours, but since she came here 
I have discovered things that quite justify your strong dislike." 

1 " Laval, notwithstanding being more than half-blind, a little deaf, 
and quite inarticulate from stuttering, wishes to pass for a wit, and, what 
is even more extraordinary, does sometimes contrive to stammer out a 
sentence that will bear being repeated." (Ibid.) 

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ears ? Whose head ? The enemy's ? " " No, no, my dear 
brother, your horse, your horse. " 

27 Dec. I went to Edward C. for a minute, and then followed 
Lady Compton's carriage, in which he drove with her to the 
Coliseum and afterwards to the Villa Borghese. In the latter 
we found a spot sheltered from the cold tramontanas and exposed 
to the full power of a baking sun. I walked with them for about 
an hour, and then came home so famished that I eat voraciously 
off a scraggy bone and drank some strong ale. I was therefore 
half tipsy when I went to Lady Compton's great dinner, and I 
completed my misfortunes there by eating nothing and drinking 
every wine I was offered. I sat between Lady M. Deerhurst and 
Miss Cheney. The dinner was for the former to get acquainted 
with Lady Mary Ross, which was effected, notwithstanding all 
the squabbles on Sunday at Torlonia's dinner. I was tipsy all 
the evening, and went early to bed, after going to see both the 
Cheneys, who are ill. I wrote to Dundas and Mary, both short, 
dullish letters : I received none. 

28 Dec. In the morning I was unwell and did not leave the 
house, though the day was bright and fine. Lady Compton 
and Edward Cheney came to see me. The latter was not well 
or in spirits. I dined at Lady Mary's, a dull, vulgar, noisy party. 
Gortchakoff l is very impertinent and meddling, and affects an 
Anglomania. Mortier 2 is the only one of the many attaches 
whose conversation is at all gentlemanlike and sensible. I 
escaped early, and passed the evening with Cheney. 

Saturday, 29 Dec. I dined at the Cheneys'. I thought H> 
Cheney more than usually egoistical and disagreable ; so unlike 
his brother. I went to Lady Westmorland's ball, which was 
very splendid and well arranged. I was presented to my lovely 
cousin, Mrs Napier, 3 who struck me as one of the most beautiful 
women I ever saw. Lady Mary Deerhurst commissioned me 

1 Prince Alexander Gortchakoff (1798-1883), diplomat. Secretary of 
Legation in London, 1824-30. He was Charge <T Affaires in Florence 
in 1830. 

2 Probably Charles Henri Edouard Mortier (1797-1864), nephew of 
Marshal Mortier, Due de Trevise. He was a diplomat and later in life 
Chamberlain to Jerome. 

3 Caroline Bennett, who married Henry Edward Napier, youngest son 
of Lady Sarah Napier. She died of English cholera in Florence in 1836. 

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to carry an amicable message to M. Chabot, to whom she has 
behaved with foolish violence of temper, and who is naturally 
very much surprized and incensed at spiteful language addressed 
to him before strangers. 

Dec. 30. With E. Cheney I spent the early part of the 
morning, till L y Compton came to take me out driving. I 
dined at Mrs Cheney's. Met only Lady Compton, who told a 
pretty story of a lamp which is every night at eight o'clock 
lighted at a small window adjoining to the Chiesa di San Marco 
at Venice. It is lighted at the expense of the descendants of 
a judge in the I4th century, who discovered, by the confession 
of the real culprit many years afterwards, that he had wrongfully 
condemned a baker to death for the murder of a nobleman ; 
his body being found under the spot where burns the light with a 
dagger sticking in his heart, which corresponded to an ornamental 
silver sheath sold by the baker the following day. The judge 
left a portion of his fortune to found this light and to pay for 
a daily mass for the soul of the innocent who was condemned, 
and for those who unjustly condemn unwittingly. I staid till 
late with Edward, who was unwell. 

Dec. 31. From home I received some agreable letters. 
They all seem well and in spirits. I passed the morning with 
Edward C., and dined there. No guest but myself. Late in the 
evening I went to Mrs Clephane's, where I went to begin the 
year. She was very hearty and hospitable. She told a story 
of Hume, which struck me as curious. Lady Hardwicke x (who 
is here) was a child of about three or four years old when he 
was visiting at her mother's, and had conceived a sort of childish 
horror for a man her nursery maids had told her was wicked 
and an atheist. She never would go near or play with him. 
One day, however, being alone in the room with him, after 
resisting his attempts to play with her and to make her sit on 
his knee, she frankly told him he was a wicked man and an 
atheist and that she would not approach one she hated. " Oh ! 
my little girl, you ought not to be so violent or to hate me. You 
ought to pray for me." Upon which the little girl fell upon 
her knees and clasping her hands, said, " Oh God I Oh God ! 

1 Elizabeth, daughter of James, fifth Earl of Balcarres, married, in 
1782, Philip, third Earl of Hardwicke (1757-1834). 

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Convince him that thou art." The simplicity of the child and of 
the prayer struck Hume very forcibly. 

After staying till past 12 at Mrs Clephane's, I drove with 
Lady C. to look at St Peter's by moonlight, which was 


January 3, 1828. Rome. Thursday. I received a letter 
from my aunt from London, which is in a state of ferment at L d 
Goderich's retirement. All parties are intriguing for place, and 
bidding high for it by giving the K g more and more power 
and patronage. I drove with Lady Westmorland to the Villa 
Borghese, where we walked together ; she was very brilliant 
upon religion and some details of the state of society here just 
now. Lady Howard has offended her, because when she talked 
enthusiastically in favor of the Catholic religion, she leant across 
two people to say, " So I see the Pope has made a conquest of 
you." Vulgar, foolish woman ! How can anyone suppose that 
without respecting the root, the branch can ever flourish ! Does 
not the Lutheran, the Calvinist and all the sects, spring from the 
Catholic ? What reliance can I have in the truth of Xtianity 
if the main source is impure ? 

I dined at Mrs Cheney's ; met a large, dull dinner of English 
mixed with Italians. M me Moranda was a famous beauty in 
her day, and still has the remains of having been so. She is 
a Genoese by birth and aunt to M e Durazzo. I sat between 
Mr Gaskell and Mr Petre. The latter was rather agreable, as 
he is full of information, though cursed with a bad manner and 
a total incapacity of talking upon trifles and indifferent subjects. 
He told me a good deal about the Popes of former and of latter 
days. He seems to have studied their history with diligence and 
research. I went down to Edward as soon as dinner was over, 
and found sitting with him Lady Compton, proud of having 
come up the back staircase, which gives to her action an appear- 
ance of her much-loved mystery. She staid a short time, and 
then went to Mrs Colyar's. 


1828 a6i 

January 14, Monday. After receiving a long, disagreable 
letter from my mother about my residence in Italy, I went to 
the Villa Borghese to walk with T. G. She was amiable and 
agreable. I then went to Edward for a few minutes, and then to 
Lady Westmorland, whom I found in all the paraphernalia of 
her toilette for the Austrian Embassadress's reception tonight, 
which is not put off as was expected on account of poor M e de 
Celle's death yesterday. She long has been in a hopeless state, 
but such is the self-deception of those pulmonic maladies, that 
when the day before yesterday it was found necessary to prepare 
her for the ceremonies required by the Catholic Church at the 
death-beds of the pious, she was quite surprized and agitated. 
L y West, was brilliant and agreable, though she has a thousand 
faults and though she occasionally betrays the vulgarity of her 
feelings, I never saw a manner so ladylike or a power of conver- 
sation so invariably brilliant and agreable. I cannot dislike her 
as much as my reason tells me I ought to do, or as the harsh, 
bitter things she not only says to, but of me, would warrant. 
I dined at Lady Compton's. Then, after five minutes with E. C., 
I passed the evening with T. G. 

January 15. With Lady C. I started at ten for Frascati, 
where we went to choose a house for her family for the summer. 
The Villa Piccolomini seemed to suit the best. Going home I 
met Funchal with two running footmen, a custom a hundred 
years ago universal, but which I never saw practised but here. 

January 17. I went early to E. C. I received a letter from 
my father, telling me he had accepted an unpaid attacheship 
to The Hague for me. 1 His letter talks of the Government 
as tottering. 

January 21. My drawing-master came for the second time. 
I got letters from home accepting Petersburg. They may accept 
what they choose for me, but I will only go to Naples or Florence, 

1 Lord Holland, it seems, had suggested St Petersburg as an alternative 
to The Hague ; and in this the Foreign Secretary, Lord Dudley, acquiesced. 
Henry disliked, however, the idea of a Northern post, and before anything 
was settled, the fall of the Government put a stop to any immediate 
question of employment. As Wellington was now in office, Lord Holland 
was no longer anxious to ask favours, even though Lord Dudley remained 
on at the Foreign Office for some months, and was succeeded by Lord Aber- 
deen, another personal friend of the family. 

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unless I am paid to do so by some very great favor. I went to 
Hortense to sit for my picture. She was very amusing : told 
me stories of her own life, and said that if my father came into 
office she would try to make England and Russia demand of 
France the ratification of the separate treaty made in her favor 
at the first return of Louis XVIII, for the sake of her children, 
who have now no existence. She says the riches of the B. 
family are exaggerated. That Madame Mere has only 3,000 
a year, and saves, because she spends but half of it ; but that all 
the others are very, very poor, and live by selling jewels and bits 
of old finery they have saved in the wreck, but which cannot 
last long. She wants to secure something for her sons, and that, 
she says, is all that embitters her life ; otherwise she is happier 
than she ever was before. " Ce ne sont pas des couronnes que 
je regrette. On ne sait pas le malheur des grandeurs pour 
ceux qui n'ont pas d'ambition et qui cherchent seulement le 
bonheur." Jerome and his wife came in during my sitting and 
talked politicks till I feared they would quarrel. He abused 
and she defended Villele, who is just turned out. I dined at 
L y C.'s with H. Cheney, and found it dull. She was cross. The 
evening I spent with E. C. 

January 22, Tuesday. I went to Hortense to sit for my 
portrait, which she is doing very ill. She told me of the jealousy 
of all the Bonapartes against every one of the name of Beauharnais. 
She told me she had written her Memoirs from the hour of her 
earliest recollection, that she told everything just as it happened 
and as it struck her ; therefore it could not appear for many 
years. She wrote it all in Switzerland after the bouleversement, 
and having written it was a relief to her mind, which was before 
oppressed with recollections so painful. Sometimes she used 
to write for eight hours a day. I walked a little with E. C., 
and dined at Torlonia's at 5. I found a dull party. The D 88 
ill and unable to appear ; the D ke scolded all the servants ; 
the dinner was bad and very salt. Torwaldsen and Putbus, 
besides the family. I went for an instant to T. G., who was 
dressing for the Austrian ball. Then I went to the Cheneys, 
whom I found also going there, I staid with E. C. till late. I 
wrote to my father and Charles. 

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Edward and Gibson, 1 first to the latter's studio, and then to 
the Vatican. At the former I saw the casts of his best statues. 
The Paris struck me as very beautiful, but neither the Mars nor 
the Nymph carried away by the Zephyrs pleased me very much. 
He is extremely simple, and does not betray in his conversation 
any of the petty jealousies and ridiculous vanity so usual among 
those of his profession. We went over the Vatican rather rapidly, 
as Edward was not well enough to loiter. I dined at L y Compton's, 
where I met no one. I went to Laval's ball, which was brilliant. 
The D 886 d'Istrie (Bessiere's daughter-in-law) is a great beauty 
and just arrived. 

January 24. I sat to Hortense for my picture. She began 
reading to me her Memoirs, which are simply and agreably 
written ; but evidently she has fallen into the mistake of most 
memoir writers, that the readers are more interested about the 
merits of the author than in the mere narration of the events 
they have witnessed. The reader ought to guess the character 
of the writer and not be told it. The moment the author tries 
to describe himself, it is impossible not to distrust him or to seek 
for contradictions to his assertions. She excused herself with 
warmth for my insinuation that she was in her heart attached 
to the Ancien Regime, and that education, birth and early 
impressions had influenced her whole conduct even when carried 
away by the most opposite interests. She combated all I said, 
but I am still convinced I was not wrong. The execution of her 
father, the education under M e Campan, and the disgusting 
atrocities of those who assumed the mask of liberty to commit 
every outrage, was sufficient to impress on the mind of a young 
person feelings diametrically opposite to those her future destiny 
obliged her to profess. Napoleon she talks of with admiration, 
but with nothing that approaches love or even regard. Whether 
she does this from system, to silence the scandalous reports afloat 
against her, or from resentment for his conduct to her mother 
and subsequently to her in the Hundred Days, or whether really 
from never having felt for him more than respect and terror, I 
cannot judge ; but she is one of the very few people who have 

1 John Gibson (1790-1866). He lived for a number of years in Rome, 
receiving instruction from Canova and Thorwaldsen. He became R.A. 
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seen much of him that I have heard talk of him without owning 
that, besides an admiration for his talents, it was impossible to 
leave him untouched by the extreme fascination of his manners 
and conversation. Many stories were propagated of Hortense's 
love for the Ancien Regime, even during Napoleon's splendor. 
The emigres rentres were anxious to prove it, as many eagerly 
solicited her hand and wished for some excuse to colour such 
meanness. One story, quite false, however, was told and much 
believed, of Napoleon (when Emperor) having asked her if he 
was handsome and what dress would become him best. She 
was reported to have answered, " Le baton de Connetable vous ira 
a merveille." Napoleon, she says, was not a man to bear such 
a joke even if she had been disposed to make it ; but that she 
never should have dared to say so, and that in her conversa- 
tions with him they never spoke on anything that approached 
a political discussion. 

I dined at Mr Hallam's. Met Mr and Mrs Gaskell, Sir Shaw 
Stewart, L d Seymour and Mr Hope. Stories are current of the 
D. of W. having the formation of a ministry. It does not seem 
improbable. I had a letter from Lady Grey and one from my 
aunt. I wrote to nobody. I went for ten minutes toTorlonia's ; 
then passed the evening with E. C. Home late and tired. 

January 25. I sat to Hortense, who read me some more of 
her Memoirs, which are very amusing. The manner in which 
Napoleon first became acquainted with Josephine is interesting 
and curious. Eugene Beauharnais, then a boy, went to Bonaparte 
to refuse compliance with the general order that no arms should 
be kept in private houses, and declared that he would willingly 
resign his life sooner than his father's sword. Napoleon was 
pleased, and, struck by his courage and determination, granted 
his request and visited his mother. Some of the conversations 
described between Napoleon and Josephine well describe the 
private life of the Emperor. 

January 29. I sat to Hortense for my portrait. She did 
not read the Memoirs to me, but was very agreable. She told 
me of Napoleon's having encouraged the idea that her eldest 
son was by him, as meaning to make him his heir ; he thought 
it would make it popular with the army. She says Napoleon 
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he confided his fear to his sister Caroline, who (obliging lady) 
procured for him a jeune personne, who soon became with child, 
but as Napoleon discovered Murat had visited her he would not 
believe the child was his. When, in 1809, in Poland, he had 
an intrigue with a lady who was really in love with him. She 
came to him afterwards to Vienna and lived quite secluded. It 
was her grossesse that satisfied him of his own power, and made 
him resolve to divorce Josephine and marry for the sake of 
forming a dynasty. 1 

I drove about the town alone. At half-past 5, when it was 
quite dark, I went with L y C. to St Peter's. We were alone in 
the church, to which we gained admittance with some difficulty. 
It was very imposing and grand. The only lights were the 
glimmering tapers round the shrine ; and this vast pile looked 
gloomy and awful, which, as the light streams in unobscured by 
painted glass from so many windows, it never does by daylight. 
I dined at Mrs Cheney's, and went to Laval's costume-ball, where 
I staid till nearly 2. The Blessingtons there gorgeously dressed 
as Turks ; L y B., however, looked like one of her profession. 

Jan. 30, Wednesday. I sat to Hortense for my portrait. 
She read to me a good deal of her Memoirs, which were very 
interesting as they were about her marriage. She is anxious not 
to censure her husband's conduct, which arose, she says, from the 
unhappy natural disposition he has to doubt everybody and 
everything, and from his suspicious mistrust even of those he 
likes. She gives him credit for some very essential good qualities, 
and says his turn of mind makes him more miserable than it 
is possible to conceive and entirely prevents his knowing what 
love or friendship mean. I drove out alone. D'Orsay joined 
me in the Villa Borghese and rode by the side of my gig. It 
was a charming day. I afterwards went to a sale of books in 
the Corso, where I bought some books that I did not want but 
which seemed cheap. I dined at the Blessingtons' and passed 
the evening with E d Cheney. 

Jan. 31. Wrote to Charles and Mary. I sat to Hortense, 
who read to me some more of her Memoirs. She read to me the 
account I was anxious to hear of the birth of her first child. 

1 The reference is to the birth of Alexandre Florian, Count Walewski, 
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According to the narration she knew nothing of the scandalous 
reports against her till long afterwards. Napoleon encouraged 
them, she says, from vanity and from political reasons. 

Saturday, February 2. In the morning I walked out alone. 
I called on Miss Monson, whom I found at home owing to illness. 
She was agreable and ladylike. Her gossipings and old-maidisms 
have always given me a prejudice against her, but I was rather 
won by the softness of her manner. I then drove and walked 
with Lady Westmorland in the Villa Borghese. She is in a 
great state of indignation at Laval's receiving Lady Blessington. 
Her language on the subject is more vehement than proper, 
and Laval is the object of her actual contempt. She is very 
proud of an answer of her's to him, when he said (speaking of 
Lady Mary Lindsay Crawford, who invites all the great people 
in the town to dinner without any previous acquaintance), 
" Elle nous traite comme la Providence ; elle nous donne a 
manger sans nous connaitre." " Pardonnez moi, Monseigneur," 
she replied, " ce que vous dites n'est pas juste. Peutetre vous ne 
connaissez pas la Providence, mais la Providence vous connait." 
I dressed at E. Cheney's and dined at Lady Compton's, where 
after dinner I was seized with most violent convulsions and sick- 
nesses. I slept on the sofa in her drawing-room, and was not 
quiet till 4 o'clock. 

Feb. 3. Edward Cheney, who was present during all my 
illness yesterday, insisted also upon staying and passed the night 
on another sofa. His affection and friendship for me is daily, 
and indeed hourly, dearer and dearer to me, and I have in that 
one of the greatest comforts of my existence. My day was, 
like that of all invalids, passed in a state of languid cheerfulness, 
which is most fatiguing when every one is striving to be kind 
and agreable and one feels neither strength nor inclination to 
appear amused. I always feel so guilty of ingratitude and also 
fear so much of either awakening unnecessary alarms or falling 
under the imputation of affectation, if I protect myself from 
being amused under the pretence of illness, that I always yield 
with as much patience as I can. 

Thursday, Feb. 7. I dined alone and went in the evening 
with Edward to Lady C.'s, where I found Mrs Colyar. L y West, 
is very busy in making war upon Laval for receiving L y Blessing- 

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ton. She wants the English ladies to refuse going to his house in 
a body. I afterwards went to L y Blessington's, where I found Mrs 
Dodwell, Mortier, Cap* d'Este, Esterhazy, Valdes. The conver- 
sation was frivolous and vulgar. L y B. had the good taste to 
tell with indignation the story of a Mrs Fletcher at Florence 
forcing her way into society, in the same manner she is doing 
here quite a counterpart to her own adventures. The polite- 
ness of her guests could hardly prevent them from laughter. 

Feb. 8. I called on the Miss Monsons and then drove with 
L y West, to the Arco Scuro, where she lectured me upon the 
impropriety of going to the Casa Blessington. Laval, she says, 
has invited L y B. to his parties to degrade the English nobility 
and bring about a revolution in England, in order that a similar 
misfortune may not occur in France. It seems a strange way 
to prevent it. She quite raved, and talked frantic nonsense. 

Feb. 9. Today is the first day of the Carnival. I dined 
at L y C.'s and went to a ball at the Prince de Montfort's. His 
house is certainly the best mounted and most princely looking 
establishment at Rome. His manners are agreable, and his wife 
does the honors with great good-humour and dignity. Hortense 
was there, bedizened with tinsel flowers and jewels, dancing 
with grace but too much gaiety and childishness for a fallen 
Queen, already somewhat passee, and with much to make her 
graver and more sober in her amusements. Home at 12. 

Feb. 10. L d F. Bentinck died this morning, after lingering 
for a week subsequent to an attack so violent that for some time 
he was thought actually dead. I dined at Mrs Cheney's, where I 
met Gaetani, D. of Caserta and Mr Scott. The former is clever 
but sarcastic and malicious, which always makes me hesitate 
to believe in talent, since a reputation for wit is in the power of 
every fool who chooses to be spiteful. 

Monday, Feb. n. In the morning I went masked with T. G. 
in the Corso and pelted sugar-plums. 

Friday, Feb. 15. Edward dined with me tete-a-tete and we 
went to L y C.'s masquerade dressed as children, and then in 
dominos. First I, then Edward, attacked L y Sandwich in L y 
Westmorland's voice and puzzled her extremely. L y W. was 
there herself fresh from Palo, where she has been in solitude for 
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both of which she did in excess, having lived for a week in silence 
and 24 hours without food. Home late. Hortense was there in 

Feb. 16. I went dressed as an old woman to Hortense's 
ball, which was very pretty. L y Blessington uninvited, though 
Hortense had foolishly granted permission for two unknown 
masks to come, had the effrontery to force herself upon the 
society. I hate harshness to a woman for such venial misde- 
meanours, but if ever there was an occasion to be harsh, it is 
upon a woman of L y Blessington's trade, who, having persuaded 
a drivelling drunkard to marry her, dishonours him and makes 
the future misery of his young daughter by sacrificing her at 
15 years old to a worthless adventurer, whom, as the husband 
of this poor child, she may contrive to keep in the house on 
the score of relationship. It is one of the basest and most 
barbarous transactions I ever knew. 

Sunday, Feb. 17. I got up very late as I was tired to death, 
and drove with L y C. to Cecilia Metella. She was not in an agreable 
vein, but was acting a part all the way. I hate insincerity and 
affectation, and am always provoked when I find it in the actions 
of those I esteem and value. I dined with T. G. She was 
agreable and looked very well. She has many defects, and 
every minute betrays the defect of a decent education, but she 
has many merits. Her frankness and sincerity are unparalleled 
among all the women I have ever known, and her affectation 
(for affected she is, and perhaps the only Italian that is so) arises 
from trying in society to assume manners that sit well on others, 
but to obtain which she has never had opportunities, or during 
her connection with L d B. the least desire. She is clever, and 
has read more than I could have believed. I was surprized at 
her knowing so much of Hamlet by heart. I went for an instant 
to L y Mary's supper, but escaped with Edward when the company 
sat down. To bed at 12. 

Feb. 18. Letters in the morning from my mother and aunt. 
The former still pretends to suppose that I shall avail myself of 
the offer for S fc Petersburg, though she well knows how unlikely 
I am to think of doing so. I went masked with E d Cheney to 
Mrs Barton's ; she is a handsome, dashing Catholic widow looking 
out for a husband. I had some fun there with Del Cirque (?), 

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Miss Dixon, and Moncenigo, who is just arrived from Naples. 
With L y C. and Edward I went to Hortense's to see the horses 
run. She was, as she always is, very good-natured, but sadly 
annoyed at L y Blessington's impertinence the day before yesterday. 
We dined at L y C.'s. I dressed there as a cat for Mrs Stanley's 
ball. It was hot and dull, and too full. I never succeeded in 
seeing the tableaux, which, being regulated by L y W., succeeded 
admirably they say. I went to L y C. to change my dress and 
returned to the ball in a domino. I came home at i. Edward 
imitated L y Blessington in a domino like that she wore on 
Saturday, and teazed L y Sandwich. This succeeded to admira- 
tion and deceived the bystanders. He much provoked L y S., 
though she was rather pleased by L y B. singling her out as the 
object of attack. 

Feb. 19. The Comptons, Clephanes, Lady M. Deerhurst, Mrs 
Jenks, Miss Daniel, Colyars, Petre, Garlies, Seymour, Hope, 
John Gale and Cheneys, spent the whole day with me to see the 
pelting and the moccoletti. The latter is the most beautiful 
illumination in the world, formed by every one holding a light 
in their hands through the whole Corso. The effect is beautiful. 
My visitors went, after having eat a dinner that called itself a 
breakfast, and I went to bed at 9 o'clock dead tired. Carnival 

Saturday, 23 Feb. I went to Edward, to whom I gave a Bac- 
chus which struck me as good at Vescovali's, since I discovered 
it to be his birthday. I dined at Sir Michael Shaw-Stewart's 
and met a large party. Laval was very proud of saying that Mr 
Brougham spoke for seven hours in the H 8e of Commons for the 
same reason Pascal gave for a long discourse that he had not 
had time to shorten it. Politicks in England seem in great 
confusion, and it is perfectly impossible to know what side any- 
body even pretends to support. Gortchakoff told me that he 
was at Troppau when the news of my father's violent philippic 
reached Alexander's ears, 1 and that he thought a message con- 

1 Lord Holland's attack on the Czar in a speech in July, 1821, caused 
Princess Lieven, the Russian Ambassadress, to discontinue her visits to 
Holland House. (See ante, p. 94.) Holland declined to modify his words at 
the suggestion of Lord William Russell, who wrote a fortnight later that he 
was looked upon on the Continent, " as a leveller, sanguinary, monarch- 
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veyed to him from George IV was clever. The K g lamented 
that any subject of his should have censured H.I.M. so strongly, 
and the more so did he regret that it was an individual who 
had been particularly honoured by civilities from H.M., while 
he was in England. The Regent never forgave Alexander's 
popularity while in London, or the attentions he paid to the 
Liberal party, whose opinions he pretended at that time to hold. 
Gortchakoff is clever, but is a puppy and spoiled by fashionable 
fine ladies in London, whose jargon he talks. I went in the 
evening to Lady C. and slept there. 

Feb. 24. A most violent storm of hail and thunder during 
the night, which made the bright sunshine in the morning doubly 
refreshing. I went down to Montignori and bargained for his 
villa, which at last I obtained for 80 scudi for 3 months, begin- 
ning from tomorrow. 1 I drove with Edward and his brother to 
look at it. The day was delicious and very mild. I dined at 
Lady Sandwich's. Miss d'Este, next to whom I sat, talked with 
feeling of Lady C. Stopford. She seemed to feel deeply her 
dreadful state, and yet to make no parade or ostentatious display 
of affectionate anxiety. I was surprized that such a hackneyed 
rouged London miss should feel at all, and still more surprized 
that she did not make all the company aware of the softness of 
her heart or the tenderness of her disposition. To L y C.'s after- 
wards. Dull evening. Edward came. L y C. theatrical. 

Feb. 26. In the morning I called upon Hortense, who would 
not receive me, as she was in bed with a crise nerveuse owing to 
300 consecutive sneezes in the course of the night. I passed the 
morning with E d Cheney ; dressed at my house and dined at 
Mrs Cheney's, where I met Lady Compton, Sir W m Gell, Gaetani, 
Garlies, Mr and Mrs Colyar. The dinner was agreable. After 
dinner I went with Edward for a few minutes to the Blessingtons, 
where I found a Dr Moon (?), who is just come from Egypt, and 
was dressed up in a rich Bedouin Arab costume, but which went 
very ill with his coarse northern features. Lady B. told me 
(she said for my consolation) that he had attended the last 
moments of Mr Salt, the Consul, who had suffered from attacks 
similar to mine, which had baffled the skill of all doctors ; but 
that after his death an examination took place, and it was 
1 It was situated between the Porta Pia and the Porta San Lorenzo. 

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discovered that his spleen had diminished to an incredibly small 
size. We returned to Mrs Cheney's and found the same party 

Saturday, March i. Received a less cross letter from my 
mother, and another agreable one from my aunt, full of politicks. 
It still seems doubtful if the D. of Wellington will be able to 
keep the G fc together as it is now. I went to Hortense, whom I 
found recovered. She talked a little sentiment to me previous 
to resuming the lecture of her Memoirs, which was rather necessary, 
since they left off at the critical moment where she announced 
to the reader her having to combat with the passion of love, of 
which contest she means to give a faithful recital. Effectively 

there is a detailed account of her affection for M. de , which I 

conclude of course is Flahault ; their first interviews ; Caroline's 
jealousy of her and her determination to carry him off, in which 
for a time she appears to have partly succeeded. There is also 
a detailed account of Napoleon's love for M e de Neuchatel, and 
of Josephine's distress. When Hortense reproached the Emperor 
for his conduct to her mother, he was at first angry, but at last 
convinced, and said, " Eh bien, je vois que quoique je suis bien 
grand dans les grandes choses, je suis bien petit dans les petites." 
Nothing could be truer of his character ; and there never existed 
a character more marked by transcendent qualities and petty 
meannesses. When the Pope came to Paris the enthusiasm for 
him was so great, that it was almost impossible to believe that 
in the same town so short a time before all religion had been 
abolished by law. Crowds flocked to him when he was lodged 
in the Pavillion de Flore in the Thuilleries. No one refused to 
prostrate themselves as he passed, except one young man ; upon 
seeing which the Pope stopped, and said to him, " Croyez-moi, 
jeune homme, la benediction d'un vieillard ne peut jamais nuire." 
The young man was ashamed of his resistance, and sank upon 
his knees to solicit what three minutes before he despised. Her 
second son was christened by the Pope a favor not accorded to 
any others of the family, which of course produced much jealousy 
and division between her and the others. Louis' conduct 
towards her was that of a man whose understanding is not quite 
right. His jealousy was enough to inspire a woman with the 
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was not likely either to win her affection or intimidate her from 
seeking for tenderness from some other man as he showed her 

Monday, March 3. Mr Calcott, l who is just come from Naples, 
called upon me ; he gave a melancholy account of the weather 
and gaiety there during the Carnival. Mr Uwins 2 during the 
Carnival drove out with his family. A little girl who was in 
the carriage threw a nosegay into the royal carriage ; they were 
immediately arrested and taken to prison. It required a great 
deal of interest and difficulty to obtain permission for their 
liberation. However the name of Acton still retains enough 
interest at court to carry through such a mighty regulation 

4 March. With Edward I took a delicious drive. He sat 
with me a little, and then I sallied out again to enjoy this heavenly 
day on the Monte Pincio, where I was joined by Sir Michael 
Shaw-Stewart 3 and my Lady. They both have a little sort of 
Birmingham talent, but are striving to be fashionable and give 
themselves airs. I dined at Mrs Cheney's. Met a large party 
of English, Comptons, Monkhouses, Lady Orkney and her niece, 
Miss Hoare. It was dull and very long, as all great dinners 
must ever be. I went for a few minutes to Laval's, which was 
not full or gay. M e de Meron is returned and wears the same 
juvenile attire. I slept for the first time at my villa ; it is 
extremely pretty and not, as I feared, cold. 

Thursday, 6 March. No letters, thank God ! I passed the 
morning with Edward, and dressed and dined there. I met the 
Comptons, Mr Eastlake and Mr and Mrs Calcott ; the latter I 
was curious to hear talk, but unfortunately she was ill and too 
oppressed to display. She is the Mrs Graham who has published 
books on India and America. Her works I have not read ; but 
I believe they are unfeminine and abusive. I went after dinner 

1 Augustus Wall Callcott (1779-1844), painter, and R.A. in 1810. He 
married, in 1828, Maria Dundas (1785-1842). She was previously married 
to Captain Thomas Graham, R.N., and was the author of various books 
of travel and history. 

2 Thomas Uwins (1782-1857), the painter ; later Royal Academician 
and Keeper of the National Gallery. 

3 Sir Michael Shaw-Stewart, sixth Baronet (1788-1836), married Eliza 
Mary, daughter of Robert Farquhar, in 1819. 

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to Lady Westmorland's, where I was obliged to act in one of the 
tableaux. The subject was the 5' Cecilia of Rafael, at Bologna. 
Miss Daniel was the Saint, and looked beautiful in her dress. 
Being a performer myself I was quite unable to judge of the 
effect, but I should think it was on the whole good. The scene 
behind the scenes was dreadfully tedious, and a sad exhibition 
of vanity and ill-humour. I was greatly tired, but went to make 
a painful visit at 12 o'clock, which did not on the whole answer 
very well. Hail and snow fell at night. 

March 7. Today is my birthday ; I am 26. I was delighted 
in the morning by presents and a most affectionate note from 
dear Edward. His friendship for me and his manner of show- 
ing it on great and small occasions are among the few treasures 
that make me forget the other annoyances and distresses I 
have retrospectively and prospectively to struggle with. Lady 
Compton sent me also a nosegay and a Madonna. She insisted 
upon my going with her to a church, so we went together to 
S 1 Peter's. It was during vespers ; we did not enter the chapel, 
but heard the music from a distance. The effect is very good. 
The church was full. It is the proof, I fear, of a little mind 
to have the feeling of religion more exalted by witnessing the 
magnificent results of human devotion, instead of adoring 
the Almighty at the sight of his own works only ; but I own 
I feel the influence of solemnity and pomp so strongly, that I 
cannot conceive any abstract religion, from whence all external 
demonstrations are expunged, being sincere or lively. I dined 
at L y Compton 's with Edward. In the evening we went to 
Hortense. She talked, as she always does before strangers, of 
her Swiss villa and was tiresome about it, the G de D 88e de Baden 
and the Lake of Constance. 

March 8. I drove out to the Borghese garden where I met 
T. G., and with her I went to S fc Peter's. She disgusts me with 
her total want of delicacy of manner or feeling, but her heart is 
good, and her talents very superior to what I first supposed them 
to be. The last two years she has passed in the world have done 
her good and rendered her more like other people. I received a 
letter in the morning from my aunt and one from my mother. 
The latter tells me that the D. of W n is said to have excused 
himself for allowing Huskisson to remain in the Cabinet, when 


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reproached for doing so by some rank Tory, " Oh ! he is a 
very good bridge for rats to run over." I cannot help thinking 
this has been said for him ; for it seems to me too witty for 
His Grace. I dined with the Cheneys, and in the evening went 
for a very short time to Funchal's assembly, which was not 
full enough to warm the rooms. A bitter cold, windy day 

Sunday, March 9. Several visitors came to see my villa, 
Comptons, Clephanes, Cheneys, Calcotts, Mrs Dalton, Miss 
Swinburne, Lady Westmorland. Though it was a cold day and 
very windy, it went off better than I expected. I drove after- 
wards with \j W. to a villa on the road to Civita Vecchia, which 
she thinks of taking. She talked much on the Catholic religion, 
to which she is daily becoming more and more converted. How- 
ever she says, " God must manifest himself more plainly. I 
cannot fight his battle any more. There must be another 
Incarnation. I have said, * God manifest yourself.' I have done 
all I can do for the cause of virtue ; God must complete the work." 
We talked about confession. She told me of an event here 
three months ago, of which I had never heard the least report, 
and which is, I believe, very carefully concealed. The Confessor 
of the old Queen of Spain x was seized with all his papers in the 
middle of the night, sent down guarded to Civita Vecchia, and 
there shipped into a Spanish vessel that had been waiting for 
that express purpose above a month. It is supposed he is 
accused of having revealed some of her Majesty's confessions, 
and that Ferdinand has demanded of the Pope the punishment 
of such an enormous crime instead of leaving him to the tardy 
justice of the Roman ecclesiastical court, which the Pope has 
been weak enough to permit. 

I dined at Funchal's, where I arrived after the numerous 
company had sat down to dinner. I got a place between a little, 
black, pert, giggling Italian and a very pretty English woman, 
Mrs Lockhart. The former giggled and chattered with underbred 
freedom about the company and their merits and defects, nor 
was it till the middle of dinner I found him out to be Funchal's 
body violin-player, without whom he cannot make the smallest 

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journey ; for he says the harmony this man alone can produce 
upon the fiddle is the only means he has of soothing a weak 
digestion. Mrs Lockhart is pretty, but too thin ; her profile 
is something like that of the D 88 of Hamilton. 

March 10. From dinner I went with Mrs Colyar to be pre- 
sented to Lady Elinor Butler. 1 She has no remains of beauty, 
and talks with a strong Irish brogue ; her melancholy position 
has obliged her to read a great deal, and she seems well in- 
formed and is lively. 

Tuesday, March n. I dined with Edward at Lady Mary's. 
We met Petre, Dodwell, Putbus, Mills and Mr Hobhouse. The 
conversation was filthy at dinner, enough to be disgusting. 
Lady Mary's mind has been rendered sadly gross by the horrid 
company in which she has been ever accustomed to live ; and 
the want of either ladylike manners or ladylike feelings prevents 
her from checking this sort of language. Edward and I went 
for a short time to Lady Compton's, but hearing Lady W. was 
coming we escaped. 

March 12. I walked down to the Corso with Lady C., passing 
thro' the Colonna gardens and by the P. di Spagna. I went to 
Hortense, who read to me some of her Memoirs. There is a 
curious account of Napoleon sending for Louis and her to demand 
their eldest child for the kingdom of Italy, which Louis positively 
refused, declaring he never would permit his child to be made 
greater than he was himself. Napoleon flew into a violent rage : 
vowed that his family did everything to counteract and impede 
his and their own aggrandizement, that he conquered Europe 
with more facility than he could surmount their domestic feuds, 
and that if the whole fabric he was trying to construct fell to 
pieces, it would be more owing to their childish etiquettes, which 
prevented a general system of union, than to the efforts of their 
enemies. He dismissed them both, without, however, having 
extorted from Louis the consent he desired ; and Eugene was 
made King of Italy instead. There was also much about the 
attachment for M. de - , and his generous conduct in avoid- 
ing everything to compromise or distress her. Her visit to 

1 Youngest daughter of John, seventeenth Earl of Ormonde. She 
married, in 1808, Viscount Lismore, a marriage which was dissolved in 
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Boulogne during the time the flotilla was preparing against 
England is very well described, and she says she could not look 
at that ocean, " qui pourra bientot engloutir I' elite des deux plus 
grandes nations de I' Europe sans emotion." I dined with T. G. 
tete-a-tete. She was by way of being playful and infantine. 
The evening I passed with E. Cheney, who seemed suffering very 

March 13. I received letters from home that distressed me. 
I cannot bear the idea of returning to England, but I cannot 
divest myself of all reproach in remaining so long away from 
those I do so tenderly love as I do my mother and family. I 
staid with E. Cheney all morning. I dined with his mother, 
and met only M. Griffi and a little Welsh Augustin monk simple 
and cheerful as all recluses are. I went to Hortense's ball and 
concert, for such it was alternatively. In the great room hangs 
a fine specimen of Gobelin tapestry framed as a picture. It 
represents Napoleon on horseback. It is so admirably executed, 
that till to-day I never discovered it to be tapestry. On my return 
to my villa I found two letters that agitated me very much; 
one from M e Wonsowicz, the other from her daughter. r< Votre 
cceur est peut-tre change, mais vous saurez apprecier Tattache- 
ment qui dicte ces paroles en depit de tous les obstacles. Vous 
me punissez cruellement par votre long silence de vous avoir 
cause un instant de peine. Ne me trahissez pas ; on ignore 
ma demarche. Si vous tes heureux, oubliez-moi." 

How often must I hope, despair, resent, regret, 
Conceal, disdain ; do all things but forget. 

Sunday, March 16. Happily the day was fine, as I had 
invited several people. I was sadly annoyed, however, by the 
unexpected and unrequested visit T. G. made me. I dreaded 
her having the rudeness to remain, but fortunately I scared her 
away in time. Edward came to me first, and walked about with 
me till my visitors arrived. The first was M e de Meron, looking 
wonderfully well and of course admirably dressed. The Dallas' 
Lady M. Ross, L y I. Chabot, and others came before Hortense 
arrived. She was extremely amiable and gracious to all my 
guests, and behaved so tenderly and kindly to poor Mrs Barfield 
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and Cheneys came late, and my party lasted longer than I 

March 17. Edward and I went over to Frascati. We 
returned by Grotta Ferrata and dined at Hortense's, where we 
only met M. and Madame Dufresne. She is a handsome woman 
with dark eyes. He seems well-informed and intelligent. The 
conversation turned upon pronunciation. Hortense attacked the 
Paris vulgarity of pronouncing the words meilleur, tailleur, 
meyeur, tayeur, to which M. D. pleaded guilty. Her establishment 
is very small and simple ; there is nothing to denote splendour, 
past or present, but it is well mounted and good. After dinner 
we went to Prince Louis' x bedroom, a handsome square room 
full of pictures and books. It is adjoining to the great room, 
and is nearly as handsome. He is an amiable, good-humoured 
young man, but his ugliness and the peculiarity of his position, 
which prevents his mixing in general society and gives him 
manners that from awkwardness are not liant, prevent the first 
impression being agreable. In the evening to L y M. Ross's ball, 
S fc Patrick's day. 

Wednesday, March 19. Breakfasted with Edward. We 
walked to the Capuchin convent to see the famous Guido. We 
gained admittance to the cloisters, and were allowed to find our 
way alone about the church. We scrambled over a railing and 
drew the curtain that conceals the picture. It is a very celebrated 
one, representing S. Michael treading on the Devil's head. I 
never admired it. Sir Thomas Lawrence had the absurdity to 
say it was the finest picture in Rome. It was a similar affectation 
made L d Byron profess an exaggerated admiration for Pope. 
The figure is clad in blue armour, a red mantle is flowing behind, 
and one arm is uplifted to strike. The expression of the head is 
fine. The fair hair blown from the forehead by the wind is 
finely painted, but on the whole I thought it cold and unpleasing. 
The Sacristan arrived and gave us a most violent scolding for 
having wandered about alone. His manners were cross and almost 
brutal. The monks of this convent are famous for their violence. 
Last summer they had a great conflict in presence of a Capuchin 
Cardinal, in consequence of some proposed additional scarcity 

1 Hortense's third son, Charles Louis Napoleon (1808-73), afterwards 
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in their diet, and a positive battle ensued. The military were 
called from the windows of the refectory to surround the convent ; 
violent screams were heard. Some say five or six killed, but 
many were wounded and more exiled the following day. The 
story has of course been hushed up as much as possible, and 
therefore many have been the exaggerations ; but I believe a 
serious conflict took place. 

We then went to the Sciarra, where we found Hortense 
sitting to Mrs Cheney for her portrait. She insists upon having 
a crown upon her head and her hair frizzed, which will not 
become her half so much as a large hat or bonnet, but vanity, 
vanity, blinds her to this certain truth. I drove with her to Mr 
Mills, and walked about his lovely garden with her. He himself 
was out, which made it ten times more agreable. We then 
walked to the Coliseum and looked at the unmeaning scavo 
they are making about it. From thence we drove to the Borghese, 
where we walked with T. G. for above an hour. Hortense is 
very amiable and puts every one at their ease. The extreme 
good-nature and facility of her character make one forgive her 
frivolities and childish love of praise and admiration, which at 
first provoked one to discover in a mind capable of so much 
reflexion and with so good a heart. She is one of the very 
few extremely vain people I know that like to feed and not to 
wound the vanities of their neighbours. I bathed, and dined at 
L y Compton's with Edward. To Lady Mary's in the evening. 
Mrs Dodwell was there looking lovely. That little duck-legged 
Dutchman, Tropignies, was trying, but quite in vain, to make 
Mortier jealous. Slept in Corso. 

Thursday, March 20. In the morning I received two amiable 
letters one from Mary, another from Charles ; both of which 
I answered. I spent the morning at Palazzo Sciarra, where 
Hortense was sitting for her portrait to Mrs Cheney. She was 
agreable and lively. She told a curious story of her grandfather, 
the Marquis de Beauharnais, who fell in love in America with her 
mother's aunt. Both parties were married ; but they vowed 
eternal love, and for fifty years they lived together like husband 
and wife, except not residing in the same house or bearing the 
same name. At length at 70 she was released by the death of 
her husband, and they married. It was this marriage that brought 

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about Josephine's marriage to the son. However they did not 
live long together ; the Marquis died, and she was again left a 
widow. At the age of 75 or 76 she thought proper to take another 
husband a man of 40, who had served against the Republic in 
the Chouan wars. She excused herself by telling Hortense that 
for 50 years she had nursed her grandfather, and in her old age 
she felt herself the necessity of being taken care of and kindly 
treated. Her third husband behaved very well to her, and is 
now alive, Maire of some provincial town, pensioned by the 
Bonaparte family from his connection with them and rewarded 
by the Bourbons for his services in the Vendee war. 

I walked about with H. Cheney. We went to Tadolini's 
studio, where I saw the bust of M. Wonsowicz and the bas-relief 
of their child's tomb. The idea of the latter is very pretty, but 
the execution is not good. There is a cast of a Ganymede he 
did for the D. of Devonshire that struck me as pretty, and a 
very stumpy, lumpy, vulgar Theseus and Ariadne he is doing for 
Mrs Beaumont, who was he told me parente del Re d'Inghilterra. 
I dined at Mrs Cheney's ; no one but Miss C. and Mr Scott. In 
the evening I went to Lady E. Butler. She is clever and amusing 
a little too Irish to please me, but yet agreable. From thence 
I went to Hortense's, where there was a small party. They 
played at Magical Music. A task is imposed upon some one 
while he or she are out of the room, and by the increased loudness 
or the lowness of the notes, he is led to discover what is required 
of him. Cortoni, one of the finest bass voices in Italy, sang. 
I staid a short time, and went away with L y C., who was suffer- 
ing from tooth-ache. I received letters from my father and 
Auguste Potocki, inviting me to Vienna in August. 

March 21. Lady Elinor Butler came to see me at my villa, 
and with her I took a drive by S* John Lateran to the Corso. 
Her conversation is lively, but, as must be in the case of a woman 
so situated, very egoistical. She is extremely Irish, not only, 
I suspect, in her accent but in her character ; much flattery, 
much apparent openness, a great deal of vanity, and extreme 
touchiness. I went to Edward, and with him I drove to L y 
Westmorland. She was in her dressing-gown, her hair about her 
neck, and sadly harassed and broken. Three days ago she 
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if not to murder, to insult and outrage her, and alluding to all 
the disgusting, malicious reports calumny has, at various times, 
propagated about her. Much as she deserves some punishment 
for her interference in everybody's business, I cannot but feel 
most deeply her being exposed to a similar insult from such a 
beast as d'Orsay. The letter, of which she did not shew me the 
copy she has preserved, but out of which she repeated some 
sentences, is the most infamous ever penned. She gave it last 
night to Laval, and said, " Cela appartient, Monsieur, a la France 
et pas a moi." He is weak and bad, nor will he insist, as he should 
do, upon d'Orsay being trundled out of the Papal States. I 
want her to apply directly to the Pope. I dined at Lady Mary's, 
met as usual a party of men, Sir Charles Wentworth, Mortier. 
In the evening to Lady Compton's, where L y West, came broken 
and oppressed by this infamous outrage. I cannot bear to see 
her so. Nervous and irritable as she is, a blow of this sort may 
drive her mad or even kill her. I slept in the Corso. 

March 22. At nine o'clock I set off with Edward for Frascati. 
We waited some time at the Port a S. Giovanni for Hortense and 
T. G. The day was very delicious, but too windy. A violent 
sirocco blew from the South and covered us all the way with 
dust. Hortense drove in a light caleche with four horses ; she 
arrived some time before us. We found her and M e Boudain 
Dufresne at the Villa Moncari. In the gallery there is a very 
fine bust of G k sculpture ; they call it a genius. The house is 
gaudily fitted in modern taste. We mounted on asses here to 
go to the Villa Belvedere. The ladies screamed and made 
difficulties about the saddles, and were alarmed at being for a 
moment left alone. We walked over the whole of this splendid 
Royal Villa, one of the finest in Italy. On the second story 
there is a very pretty small theatre. It was decided that we 
were first to eat and then make our expedition to Tusculum. 
Hortense was determined to be very rural, and notwithstanding 
the high wind and the strong sun she would have us eat out of 
doors. It was with some difficulty I persuaded her to have a 
table. M. Schnez (?) the painter and M. Boudain Dufresne 
arrived just as the spot had been selected and the table laid. 
Hortense had brought a very greasy pie and some wine with her. 
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champagne had the good effect of enlivening the party. Every 
one before was trying to be witty and cheerful, but no one felt 
so, and the gaiety was quite forced. 

Sunday, March 23. In the morning Mrs Dodwell, the Cheneys, 
the Comptons, Lady Mary Deerhurst, Mortier, Petre, came to 
breakfast at my villa. The weather was tolerably fine and it 
went off pretty well. Afterwards I drove with Edward in my 
gig to the Villa Borghese, and dressed and dined at the Sciarra. 
I met the Comptons, Sir W m Cell, Miss Clephane, Miss Swinburne. 
The conversation was rather flat. I went in the evening to Lady 
Elinor Butler. She was alone ; we sat up till 12. Her conversa- 
tion is completely about herself ; she complains of the misfortunes 
of her life and narrates with emotion the shameful conduct of 
Mr Bingham with regard to her, who in a cold, unfeeling manner 
positively refused to marry her when he thought she only was 
to have 500 a year. She told me with much Irish drollery of 
the various applications for money she receives. Valdes* conduct 
towards her was mercenary, and he contrived to get out of her 
700. A thousand scudi were paid to him on the spot, and he 
himself carried them out of her house under his cloak at night. 
How chivalrous ! Monsignore Foscolo (brother to the poet) 
asked her for 2,000, which she refused, though he modestly 
said she might pay it by instalments. At length he came down 
to 200, to which he seemed to consider himself entitled, because 
he has invited her and been what he calls of service to 
her. Lord Blessington describes to her the extreme chastity of 
each member of his family. L y B. has a spine complaint, which 
prevents him from exercising his matrimonial duties. D' Or say 
has not and will not consummate his marriage, and he himself 
does not think le jeu vaut la chandelle to make any search among 
dirty Italian women. 

March 14. In the morning I had a head-ache, and remained 
in bed. I sent to Edward to come to me, and got letters from 
England, my mother, Mrs Faz., my aunt and Charles. Lady 
Westmorland burst for an instant into my bedroom ; this dreadful 
libel has quite unsettled her very unsettled understanding. She 
was dressed in deep mourning ; the expression of her face was 
haggard and careworn, but wearing the most ghastly mad smile. 
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the Divine interference in her behalf, which she says has manifested 
itself, supported her spirits, and dictated her letters. She then 
abruptly interrupted herself, and said, " For 18 years have I 
suffered persecution, for 18 years have I been reviled, ridiculed 
and libelled. Who am I to thank for this ? Lord Westmorland. 
Had he a grain of feeling, a spark of honor, or a single Xtian 
thought, what remorse would he now feel to see to what insults 
he has exposed the woman that bears his name ; " and, " Oh God ! " 
said she, falling on her knees by my bedside and praying earnestly, 
" may he feel it, as he should, bitterly in this world, but spare him, 
spare him from remorse and sorrow in the next." She then 
suddenly sprang from her knees, and talked on indifferent subjects, 
with the mock composure of a maniac, for a minute before she 
rushed back again lest our being together should be spied upon 
by emissaries from Casa Blessington. Her whole apparition was 
dreadful and alarming, and I cannot help feeling extreme anxiety 
about her. 

A few minutes after she left me, Lady Compton came to ask 
me to set off with them at n to night for Naples to see the 
eruption, which they say has already begun. I consented. 
Five minutes after T. G. arrived. We had sad scenes about my 
departure, and this will probably put an end to a liaison which 
bores me and does not satisfy her. She requires such exclusive 
devotion, that I have neither time nor love enough to bestow 
upon her. I dined with Mrs Barfield ; nobody but her sister. 
D'Orsay has shown copies of his libel right and left. I went to 
Lady Elinor for half an hour ; our separation was more tender 
than I wished or expected. I left dear Edward at Lady West's 
door and went to L y Compton's. This is the first time I have 
been separated from him since Genoa, and I feel the pang of 
separation very deeply. We were off at n in Mrs Clephane's 
carriage. Three of us, one being Lady C., quite filled the chaise. 
The weather was dreadful ; it rained, thundered, lightened, 
hailed before we reached Albano ; the road was full of others 
rushing down for the same object. We had a courier and out- 
stripped them. We reached Terracina at about 10 o'clock in 
the morning. 

March 26. Naples. It was not till late that I got up to 
see how very fruitless our expedition is likely to prove. Vesuvius 

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seems as I left it in July. On Saturday last it sent up a great 
deal of smoke, and there was a sort of internal eruption in the 
crater. We met But era, Mr Anderson and Mr Stapleton. But era 
talked to us of Sicily. L y C. prided herself upon concealing the 
chance of my going, lest he should draw unholy conclusions. 
She is not aware how very safe her figure renders her character, 
and how very unwilling people are to believe that she inspires 
or feels the tender passion. They give her credit for being 
content with receiving what she merits, a very warm friendship, 
from one to whom she has been invariably kind. Butera says 
he has been offered the Vice-royalty of Sicily, which he has refused 
on the score of health, being unable to pass the summer in such 
a climate, and residence being positively necessary. He was a 
German adventurer of the name of Wilding, and though no beauty 
yet he so contrived to enamour P sse Butera, that sooner than not 
be gratified unlawfully (which she went on her knees in vain to 
sue) she at length consented to acquire a lawful right to him, 
and by marrying him made him one of the richest and most 
powerful subjects in Naples. 

Thursday, March 27. I went with Lady C. to the end of 
the Strada Nuova. Every time I come to Naples I admire and 
enjoy it more. We dined at 6. A Marchese Medici (a Milanese, 
descended, he says, from the Medici, tho' thro' bastards) came 
and bored us a good deal. He talked of the Pope and of the 
Pasquinade made on his election : 

II nostro Leone 
E un Limone 
As pro du dentro 
Giallo du fuori. 

I went with Lady C. for an hour to the Archbishop of Tarento. 
He was sitting as usual surrounded by his cats. He is 85, but 
with all his faculties, and full of benevolence and affection. I 
never saw anybody of his age preserve so lively an interest about 
the passing events of the day and shew such powers of fresh 
enjoyment. Instead of harping like other old people upon the 
superiority of all sublunary things sixty years ago, and sometimes 
even upon the deterioration of sun, moon and stars, he appears 
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see old friends though anxious also to acquire new ones. His 
old age always makes me in love with life, if one could hope to 
reach it as he has done without thinking existence a burden 
to the bystanders and finding it a suffering to oneself. He is 
beloved by all that know or serve him, and the mildness of 
his countenance is not belied by any selfish meanness of his 

March 29. With Lady C. I drove, as the day was bright, to 
Pozzuoli, to see the Cavaliere Monticelli (the learned mineralogist) . l 
He goes there for change of air whenever it is the least cold at 
Naples, as the climate is so much milder than in the Bay of Naples 
itself. He says the mountain is at present tranquillized and that 
for some time there will be no eruption, as the wells have not 
dried and the shower of white ashes, which is the usual conclusion 
of all eruptions, has fallen. He is an old man, very ugly, but with 
rather an agreable countenance, and he speaks much better 
Italian than the generality of Neapolitans. I got letters from 
L y E. B. and Edward. The latter was a great pleasure to me. 
I do so tenderly love him, that, feeling as I do quite renovated in 
health by coming here, I pant to return to him. I eat, drink, 
sleep, and feel in a state of positive enjoyment as to physical 
existence ever since I arrived, but I do so feel the void of my 
second self's society, to which I have been accustomed daily 
and almost hourly for so many months, that I cannot take any 
interest or feel any pleasure in all around me, though this is 
the place on earth in which I am most capable of being happy. 
I dined at home and passed the evening with the Comptons. 

Sunday, March 30. I went to see la Baronne de Delmar, 
once the beautiful, the fashionable, the adored Emily Rumbold, 2 
and now married to a morbid Jew, who is enormously rich and 
who has married her for the purpose of having an ornamental 
nurse. I have not seen her for two years, since her mother's 
death and her own marriage. She was overcome at seeing me. 
A more striking picture of splendid misery I never beheld. 

1 (1759-1846) . Italian savant. He was a special authority on Vesuvius 
and its eruptions. 

2 (1790-1861). Youngest daughter of Sir George Rumbold, second 
Baronet. She married Ferdinand, Baron de Delmar. Her mother, two years 
after Sir George's death in 1807, married Admiral Sir Sidney Smith, and 
died in 1826. 

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Living in the finest house in the loveliest town on earth, sur- 
rounded by all that luxury can devise, she seems wretched, dis- 
contented and almost broken-hearted. She feels her marriage 
to have been humiliating, and is ashamed of herself and her 
husband. I did not see him ; nor did she even mention his 

I dined at the Archbishop's. I met a large party of English, 
which I regretted, as it prevents the old man from being at his 
ease and talking freely on all subjects Hallam, Millingen, D r 
Nott. 1 The priggish pedantry of the latter exceeded all I ever 
beheld. He is like a character in a novel, but too absurd for 
real life. Matthias 2 was discussed at dinner, his knowledge of 
Italian and his probable age. As to the former, what the 
Arc bp said, is, I believe, most true, that it was a language he had 
only acquired sul (?), and that he could not converse in it 
or indeed understand others when they spoke it. Millingen 3 
talked of the statue called, he thinks improperly, Aristides.* He 
supposes it to be the statue of a sophist, from all the antiquarians 
know about the dress of the G k orators ; the drapery of this 
statue does not at all 'agree with what they know or think 
they know at least. After dinner I drove by Capo di Monte 
to the Toledo. With L y Compton I drove upon the Strada 
Nuova. She was, or thought she was, sentimental, and I was 
frozen. The moon was quite clouded and the March wind 

March 31. Letters from T. G., E. B., Edward. By the 
latter I find he has been ill though he does not say so. I long 

1 George Frederick Nott (1767-1841), divine and author. He lived 
much in Italy after receiving severe injuries from an accident, in 1817, 
when superintending the restoration of Winchester Cathedral. 

2 Thomas James Mathias (1754 ?-i835), said to be the best English 
scholar in Italian since Milton. Sometime treasurer to Queen Charlotte, 
and librarian at Buckingham House. 

3 James Millingen (1774-1845), archaeologist. Originally a banker's 
clerk, he resided in Italy for many years before his death. 

4 Fox had previously written of this statue, which he had seen in the 
Studii : " Aristides, at least the statue so called, is as fresh as the day it 
was finished. Few statues I have seen give me pleasure equal to that one. 
I know no head fuller of poetry and expression. He seems on the point 
of making an oration and his mind is full of the subject ; nor does the 
expression of his face lead one to imagine he finds any pleasure in saying 
what he intends." 

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to return. The Comptons went to Pompeii. I drove about the 
shops and found everything wonderfully dear. I took a sea-bath 
before dinner. This is the first fine day we have had. The 
mountain puffed out more smoke than I ever saw come from it 
before ; and I now almost fear an eruption, or the threats of 
one, retarding my return to Edward. We all dined at home, 
and I took another chilling, sentimental moonlight drive with 
L y C. to Capo di Monte. 

April 2. We did not arrive at Albano till some time after 
dark, and as I there found dear Edward I renounced all ideas 
of pushing on to Rome, but slept there. The Comptons went on 
to Rome. I passed a most agreable evening with Edward. 
Lady Sandwich is gone. Her indignation against the Blessing- 
tons broke out to Edward in strong language before she left 
Rome. " If things were called by their right names no one would 
support L y B. and d'Orsay. If she was called the w. . . . and 
he the bully nobody would solicit their acquaintance." L d B. 
the other day wanted to be very civil to the O Negroni, who lives 
below him, and before a large company, in a loud voice, he said, 
" Ego non fo bruto sopra voi." Finding he was not understood, 
he tried a second time, and when that was equally unsuccessful, 
he turned round and exclaimed, " Damn the fool, he don't 
understand Italian." 

April 3. Rome. Mrs Anderson, a cheery, strapping sort of 
woman, fainted away the other day at court at Naples, and her 
husband assured the K g and Q n that it was of no consequence, 
" C'est seulement que ma femme est si etroite." Home to bed 
in the Corso early. Sir W m Drummond died last Saturday. 
We heard of his death yesterday at Velletri. 

Friday, April 4. The first thing in the morning I went to 
Lady Westmorland's, who read to me at length all the correspon- 
dence that passed between Laval and her previous to the reception 
of the libel, and the long letter she has since concocted to Laval 
to answer it. I was much surprized at the mildness, temper and 
dignity of her first letters, and at finding upon what very high 
grounds she stands at present. Her long letter is in some parts 
quite beautiful, and in all very clever, though too full of God and 
the Devil. She has become quite calm and rational, and seems 
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forgets the necessity of punishing the other. I went to L y 
Elinor Butler and drove with her for an hour. I dined late at 
Lady Compton's, she having gone to the Miserere. In the evening 
Edward and I went to Lady West.'s, with whom we staid till 
2 o'clock. She read over again the whole correspondence. She 
was brilliant and clever, talked much of her quarrel with L d W., 
which she described admirably, and almost avowed her Catholi- 
cism. Her conduct has been very prudent and very judicious 
throughout the whole of the business. 

April 5. In the morning I visited Lord Arundel, 1 to consult 
with him as to proper measures to be taken against d'Orsay. 
His conversation and manner pleased me very much. The manner 
in which L y West, has sent her long letter to Laval is curious. 
She gave it to B p Baines 2 to give to Laval's confessor, which he 
has done ; and the confessor seems to have had some effect on 
the Ambassador's mind. Lord Arundel feels as few among the 
English here, I am sorry to say, do feel, but as all ought, and is 
very desirous something should be done to protect L y W. from 
the insults of a ruffian. I went to E. C., and with him drove to 
the Villa Paulina, 3 near the Porta Pia, in the gardens of which 
we loitered about to enjoy the heavenly day. 

We walked to L y West. ; she took us into her garden, at the 
end of which is the pavilion containing the famous Aurora by 
Guido. We walked about talking to her upon this unfortunate 
business, and upon the unfeeling meanness all the English have 
shewn, not only in shrinking from supporting her, but in their 
desire to prove that she has brought the insult upon herself. 
She took Edward and me down to the Sciarra, where I dressed 
and dined. At dinner : L y Compton, Sir W m Cell, Selwyns, 
Garlies, Dent, Dallas. The subject of the libel was studiously 
avoided by Sir W m and the young men, as they were anxious not 
to express opinions of which they have, I suppose, enough feeling 
left to know they should be ashamed. I went with L y C. to 

1 John Everard, tenth Lord Arundell of Wardour (1785-1834), son of 
the ninth Baron, who died in 1817. He married Mary Anne, daughter of 
George, first Marquess of Buckingham. 

2 Peter Augustine Baines (1786-1843), Roman-Catholic bishop. He 
was touring on the Continent for his health, and was often in Rome between 
1827 and 1829. 

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Hortense. I found Cottenot, 1 the handsome French artist who 
used last year to do the honors of her house, returned from 
Naples. His manner is very affected and ridiculous, which is 
at present heightened by a studious imitation of d'Orsay in his 
square-cut coat and his shirt-sleeves doubled back over the coat 
half-way towards the elbow. Hortense made him sing the song 
in Figaro, which he does very well ; his voice is very fine and his 
ear very just. Out of civility Hortense^ pressed L y C. to sing, 
to which request I was sorry she so quickly complied. Home 

Sunday, April 6. I left my villa very early for fear of another 
visit from L y E. B., and in case she came I left a note which must 
for ever finish all like love between us. I breakfasted with the 
Comptons, and went with them in a broiling sun to the Piazza 
di S. Pietro to see the Benediction. We remained in the carriage 
near the obelisk. The Blessingtons' carriage was not far from 
ours. The family tried to catch my eye and bow, but I carefully 
avoided their recognition. This coup d'oeil is most imposing. 
The appearance of the Pope carried in a chair to the centre 
window over the Portico produced an instant silence among the 
assembled multitude below. A few prayers were sung by the 
attendant priests ; and the Pope, lifting up one hand, blessed 
the people in making the sign of the Cross to the right, to the left, 
and then before him. A single trumpet blew a shrill, but joyous 
blast ; and afterwards more prayers were chanted by the priests 
for about a minute, till the Pope, rising slowly from his chair 
and lifting up both his arms to Heaven, implored a benediction 
upon the Christian world. At that instant the music struck 
up from several military bands in the Piazza, the cannon of S fc 
Angelo fired, and the effect was most imposing. The beauty 
and warmth of the day added much to the gaiety and splendor 
of the scene. On returning to the Sciarra E d found a note from 
L y W., begging him to go and take me with him out of town ; as 
by L y C.'s absurd alarms about me, which she has communicated 
to all with whom she has conversed, I shall be the person marked 
out for the indignation of d'Orsay. I consented to go to pacify 
her, and as of course in such a case and with such a bullying, 

1 Perhaps Emile Cottenet, actor and dramatic author, who died in 

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unworthy antagonist, I feel most desirous to avoid anything 
that will render a duel necessary. I went to L y Compton and 
reproached her with her imprudence, which she denies and which 
I believe must have been involuntary and not intentional. 

April 7. At ii o'clock I received from d'Orsay the following 
note, with a snuff-box I gave him at Florence last October : 

" Je vous renvoye votre souvenir, car je ne veux rien garder 
qui puisse pour un instant me rappeler votre ingrate et fausse 


It took me some time to decide what I should answer, anxious 
as I am to avoid a duel both for my own sake and for Lady 
Westmorland's a duel being the only thing to restore d'Orsay 's 
character to the level of a gentleman, and being, I have no doubt, 
his object in writing to me. At length I wrote as follows : 

" Je suis bien aise que vous m'avez renvoye souvenir dont la 
vue, je le crois bien, doit vous tre penible. Vous savez bien 
que je n'ai ete ni faux, ni ingrat. La reconnaissance que je 
vous doit pour vos bontes passees me fait vivement regretter 
votre conduite actuelle, et ma sincerite me fait exprimer ces 


T. G. came after Edward had been with me an hour. We 
had a reconciliation. I dined with L y C. at 5 o'clock. I called 
for Edward, and took him with me to join the Comptons at the 
P zzo Salviati, where they had taken a window in an entresol to 
see the girandola, which was put off last night in consequence 
of the Q n of Sardinia's arrival to-day. The effect of the reflexion 
of the fireworks in the river was very beautiful, and I think this 
is by far the best spot to see them from in Rome. The white 
light of the Roman candles upon the volumes of smoke was very 
picturesque. We went from the Salviati to L y West., where we 
found Kestner, the Hanoverian Minister, trying fruitlessly to 
give utterance to his confused and silly ideas either in French 
or English, though equally incapable of speaking either intelligibly. 

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His intentions are good, but his mind is contracted and his manner 
of expressing himself so imperfect and confused, that it is nearly 
impossible to comprehend the platitudes he wishes to convey to 
his auditors. Lady W. treated him with great contempt, which 
he rather deserved for the timidity of his counsels, fearing only 
Laval's indignation at his being one of L y W.'s champions. 

When Kestner was gone I told L y W. of d'Orsay's note to 
me. There is scarcely any other woman on earth to whom such 
a secret could be confided with safety. She, however, acted, as 
I was sure she would, with courage and sense. She felt that till 
the paper putting him below the level of a gentleman, in conse- 
quence of his letter to her, was signed by all the most distinguished 
people here, my refusing to fight him would be impossible. 
That even if it were signed, I should not be justified in so doing, 
and that the only way to prevent d'Orsay recovering his character 
by a duel is to keep out of town, where he may find occasion to 
provoke me to the necessity of challenging him. She was pleased 
at my confidence in her, and not sorry at the prospect of une 
affaire d'honneur, though chagrined and distressed at d'Orsay, 
whom she justly thinks below the par of a gentleman, being 
likely to retrieve his character. Home late to bed. M. S fc Priest 
shot himself yesterday at the Gran' Bretagna from debt. 

April 8. At nine o'clock I went for five minutes to L y W., 
who trembles whenever I am out of her sight. I found her 
dressed out in a blue silk ball-dress and looking rayonnante. 
She had received a letter from B p Baines saying his interview 
with the Pope was to take place to-day. She was in great spirits 
and very lively. I took up E. C. at the Sciarra and we went 
out to Fiumicino. 

Thursday, April 10. Fiumicino. Before reaching Porto we 
were met by Henry Cheney, who brought us a letter from L y 
Westmorland : 

" April 10, Thursday. 
" My dear Children, 

The night before last at half past ten the Governor of Rome 
waited upon the French Ambassador, and informed His Excellency 
that it was the wish of His Holiness that Count d'Orsay should 
quit Rome. The Ambassador declined conveying the information, 

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as not having authority as Ambassador or influence as an indi- 
vidual. The Governor added that the correspondence was in his 
possession, and that the opinion of His Holiness and himself 
was to be seen by the promptitude of their measures. This 
scene took place in public. I understand the Governor is a very 
energetic and determined man, and I suppose there is no doubt, 
therefore, that the measure will be executed immediately. The 
Ambassador talks with execration of the letter and with applause 
of me. He congratulated himself that the door of Palazzo 
Negroni had been shut in his face a few evenings ago. Think 
of having such a letter in his possession, and then waiting to 
be turned out of the house of the writer." 

I was diverted at the formal diplomatic phraseology of her 
communication. The intelligence it conveys does give me most 
sincere pleasure, not only for the immediate gratification of L y 
Westmorland (in which I own I rejoice, after the shameful 
insult she has sustained), but it also gives me great satisfaction 
to see that such a gross and disgusting infamy, as that which is 
daily exhibited and loudly professed by the whole Casa Bless- 
ington, does still meet with some censure in the world, and is 
not permitted to walk boldly about, 

' Lords of the street and terrors of the way.' 

April 18. l We left Cervetri at half past 2, and passing through 
the dismalest part of the dismal Campagna we got to Rome only 
at 9. We dined at Mrs Cheney's on raw cutlets (their dinner 
being over), and then paid a visit to Lady Westmorland, with 
whom we found P 8se Massimo, her husband, her son the P ce 
Arsoli, and his beautiful wife. 2 She is a sort of half -royalty of 
the Sardinian family ; her features and complexion are extremely 

1 Fox still remained away and made expeditions to Ostia and Civita 
Vecchia. Occasional messages were received from Rome giving him 
information of what was going on. On the I2th a letter from Lady 
Westmorland told of delay in the message to d'Orsay and of her sus- 
picions of Laval and Lord Hardwicke ; while the news on the I5th 
was that a report was afloat (probably, she said, circulated by d'Orsay 
and Lady Blessington) that Laval had seen the Pope and that the 
order of expulsion was rescinded. 

2 Camillo Vittorio, Prince d' Arsoli (1803-73), eldest son of Prince 
Massimo, married, in 1827, Maria Gabriella, Princesse de Savoie-Carignan. 

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beautiful, her figure is not good. She is much too thin. After 
they were gone Lady W. began upon all her woes. D'Orsay 
seems likely to remain at least if he has received a hint from 
the G fc to leave the town (as I suspect he has), he will comply 
with it in a manner to obviate the public disgrace of being sent 
out. I went to bed at one o'clock, dead-tired and ill. 

April 19. I awoke very unwell and sent for Jenks. Lady 
Westmorland came to me at n, and staid an hour or two ranting 
over her own misfortunes and over the conduct of L ds Hardwick 
and Caledon. I strongly advised her (perhaps somewhat selfishly) 
to write (and to put in effect what she writes) to Laval and the 
Papal G fc a letter declaring her intention of leaving the town in 
case d' Or say is not sent away. She went home to do so. Jenks 
ordered me to stay at home, so I sent an excuse to L y Westmor- 
land. Edward came and sat with me all morning. Lady West, 
came a second time and gave me a bad headache. In the 
evening Lady Compton and her mother came ; the former was 
also ill. Edward staid with me till late. 

Sunday, April 20. Edward came to me early to pass the day. 
L y Compton came after church, and I had a visit from Wrio 
Russell, 1 who is just arrived from London with W m Hope 
(Tommy Hope's son). Wrio is extremely improved, though still 
somewhat frivolous and childish in his turn of thought. He 
told strange stories of Mrs Norton (Tom Sheridan's daughter), 
who gives herself airs of eccentricity and is much admired in 
London for them. To John Talbot, who came up to speak to 
her for the second time in his life, she said, " Jack, Jack, for 
shame ! We must not be too familiar in public." She told 
her astonished husband before a roomful of people at Chester- 
field House, that before her marriage she had been in love with 
L d C. and that he still possessed her picture. The whole of it 
was a fiction ; but such allusions are both dangerous and indecent 
for so young a woman. Her oddity makes her at present the 
fashion ; and people admire her prodigiously. I was very unwell 
and dined at home. 

April 21. Jenks found me better. The Blessingtons go on 

1 Lord Wriothesley Russell (1804-86), fourth son of John, sixth Duke 
of Bedford, and eldest son by his second wife. He later took orders, and 
became a Canon of Windsor. 

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Sunday to Bracciano, which will prevent the Comptons passing 
the week they intended there. It is said, and God grant it may 
be true, that the B.'s leave Rome for Venice on the 3 d of May. 
They are pests in a town and produce quarrels wherever they go ; 
though of all the many histories they have caused in the various 
towns where they have resided, this last seems to be the most 
flagrant and detestable. 

April 22. L y Westmorland showed me her fresh letter to 
Laval ; it is clever and to the purpose. She was most extremely 
unreasonable and quarrelsome, and during the four or five mortal 
hours we were with her she tried to quarrel with each of us 
thirty times about nothing especially with Edward, because 
he would not say he was convinced that d'Orsay and the 
Secretaries of the French Embassy are in league against her. 
I dined at Lady Compton's : nobody but L d and L y C. Before 
dinner I had a scene with my Lady, which she meant to be tragical, 
but which seemed to me even more than farcical. We went to 
the Teatro Valle. 

Wednesday, April 23. In the morning I bought two strong 
white horses for my carriage, and I took a short drive to try them. 
I then went in my cabriolet for Edward, with him I drove on the 
Naples road, and then to the Villa Borghese, where I succeeded 
in meeting d'Orsay. He looked one way, I another. Edward, 
who was with me, bowed, which seemed to please and surprize 
him. Edward said he looked extremely distressed and pale at 
meeting an old friend he has insulted for speaking with indigna- 
tion of the outrage he has lately been guilty of. I dressed at 
the Sciarra and went with the Cheneys to dine at L y Compton's, 
where I met a tribe of Clephanes. The dinner was tedious 
beyond calculation and the evening very dull. Lady Mary 
Ross and the Colyars came. L y C. was acting assumed spirits. 
It is a pity she will never be content to be natural and without 
emotions. I went to L y West., where I found a young Captain 
Carpenter. She kept me till 2 o'clock, asking me to suggest 
advice and to foresee what would be said against her on the 
publication of the papers, as if I was myself entertaining similar 
opinions. She is by far the most unreasonable person to deal 
with I ever saw, and renders it a most hopeless and thankless 
office to attempt in any way to assist her. I pity her less than 

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I should any other woman in a similar situation, for her mind 
is so constituted that she enjoys a tracasserie ; and though I 
think the grossness of the libel at first shocked and wounded her, 
she now feels great pleasure in the occupation of writing so much, 
and in having an opportunity of quarrelling with more than 
two-thirds of the society, and in abusing everybody else, and in 
extolling her own angelic conduct, as she calls it, to the few victims 
she can obtain as audience. One of those victims from hence- 
forward I shall ever cease to be. Her conduct towards me in 
abusing me for leaving the town (which was done at her own 
entreaty) is so base, that from this time I shall cease to consider 
myself as her friend. 

April 25. I went to see Lady Westmorland, who received 
me in her bedroom. She was in bed ; Gen 1 Eustace sitting by 
her. She is resolved (thank God) to go on Monday to Florence 
with him. Her violence, and her total want of affection and 
consideration for others, makes me feel more and more callous 
to her misfortunes, especially that now I find she has been 
abusing E d Cheney and myself as cowards for deserting her and 
going to the country, when she herself was the instigator, nay 
entreater of our departure. She is a dangerous woman, thinks 
only of herself, and is both mischievous and false to her best 
friends. One of that number she has for ever lost. Justice is 
on her side in this business, and I will go on as I have begun in 
trying all I can to get her redress ; but everything like personal 
regard or esteem is for ever destroyed. 

29 April. I dined at the Sciarra. Mrs Cheney and her 
daughter with Gaetani to the play. I left Edward early and 
drove to the Coliseum, where I was amused at overhearing in 
a strong Irish accent the tender words, " Vi amero sempre" 
from the dark part of the Colonnades. A few minutes afterwards 
I saw a strange, ill-dressed woman walking with Ludovico Santi 
cross in the full light of the moon, and I recognised L y E. B. 
This entirely removes any compunction I might have felt for 
conduct that some would deem harsh. L y Blessington, Miss 
Power, d'Orsay and Paul Esterhazy arrived and stalked about 
soon after I came. The hallos and clapping of hands and shouts 
of vulgar laughter that they made rendered this enchanting 
spot detestable. I remained, however, till the lovers and the 

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rioters were gone, and enjoyed a full hour amidst these grand 
ruins while the moon was casting long shadows and bright light 
upon its overgrown masonry. 

30 April. P 20 Sciarra. H. Cheney went to-day to Naples. 
I went early to Edward. We drove to the Capitol and saw the 
statues. The collection of busts is not very good. There is, 
however, one of Nerva which is exceedingly fine ; the mouth is 
quite wonderful for the expression and life it portrays. We 
walked over Mills' garden, and sat among his bowers of roses ; 
the profusion of them is very beautiful, but there are too many 
littlenesses and prettinesses for such a spot as the classical and 
splendid one on which he lives. Shrubberies suit Highgate and 
Hampstead, but appear contemptible in the palace of the Caesars. 
Dined at the Sciarra. In the evening to Hortense. T. G. there. 
Gortchacoff making love, and acting or feeling jealous. Hortense 
was too musical to be agreable. Her romances never ended. 
She sang all the time with Nicky Esterhazy, whose voice is good 
but wants expression. E d and I went to the Coliseum. I slept 
at the Sciarra. 

May 3. We arrived late at the Sciarra from Frascati as I 
went for a few minutes to my villa and to some shops, only just 
in time to dress for Hortense's dinner at half past 6. We did 
not arrive till 7. We found only Hortense and M 1Ie Rabie (her 
lady-in-waiting, whose manners are nearly as vulgar and noisy 
as her face is ugly and wizened). Hortense was almost in tears 
when we came into the room at the departure of her son. At 
first I concluded from her extreme agitation that some misfortune 
had obliged his sudden journey, or that his absence would probably 
be very long ; but she told us to my surprize that he was only 
gone to Florence, where she will find him at the end of the month. 
Her distress was not the least affected ; on the contrary she 
was ashamed of it, and tried all she could to repress her tears, 
which again burst forth at dinner. It is the first time in her life 
that she has ever been separated from him for so long a time. 
He is now gone on horseback and alone. She had been in the 
morning as far as Baccano to accompany him, and was much 
tired with her expedition. After dinner, however, she became 
more cheerful, and talked more brilliantly than I have ever heard 
her. She told us that in 1802 she was much liee with the D 88 of 

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Bedford (then L y G. Gordon), 1 that her brother Eugene had been 
in love with her, and that, as great objections were urged on both 
sides to their marriage, she became the first promoter of her 
marriage with the D. of Bedford. The first thing she did which 
melted the D/s heart towards her, steeled as it was by prejudice, 
was seeing her at dinner burst into tears, when she beheld waiting 
behind his chair the same servant that had attended his brother, 
to whom she was, or said she was, once engaged. Hortense 
talked much and very favorably of the E. of Russia, Alexander. 
She said, however, that he was extremely mefiant, and if once 
his suspicion was roused it never could again be overcome. She 
excused that defect, by describing with much pleasantry the 
falsehood of the nation with which he had always had to deal. 
Napoleon, she said, judged on the contrary so harshly of mankind 
in general, that he felt scarcely any indignation or resentment 
at the treachery of individuals under him. No one forgave so 
easily, and as he only counted on the fidelity of those he employed 
as long as it was their interest to remain true, he was seldom 
astonished, and even after repeated proofs of unworthiness still 
placed confidence where he thought from sordid motives he might 
command obedience. It was only upon the nobler qualities he 
did not count enthusiasm and self devotion always surprized 

She talked much of the Royal Family of France. Of the 
very fine and easy part the Dauphine might have played on the 
Restoration, had not misfortune so soured her temper that she 
was always the most unforgiving of the family. Her maxim has 
ever been, " Tout ce qui n'est pas ami est ennemi, et il faut 
1'ecraser." Never at her solicitation has a single pardon or 
remission of punishment been accorded. Hortense speaks of 
the Bourbons with great respect, and always of Marie Antoinette 
with much interest, owing, I conclude, to her education under 
M e Campan. The latter, she said, had formerly shewn her the 
Memoirs which were published some years ago, and had consulted 
her as to the propriety of acknowledging her suspicions as to 
the Queen's attachment to M. de Fersen. Hortense was then 

1 John, sixth Duke of Bedford's second wife, whom he married in 1803. 
She had been engaged to be married to his brother Francis, fifth Duke of 
Bedford, who died in 1802. 

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young and knew not the world. She therefore strongly advised 
her to state her real opinion, thinking that by owning one weakness 
the denial of all the atrocities against that unfortunate woman 
would be more readily believed, Now, she says, having seen 
more of the injustice of the world, she thinks M e Campan was 
right in not following her advice. Whatever is admitted against 
a friend is always imagined by the public as a faint acknowledg- 
ment of other delinquencies that are left untold. M. de Fersen 
was the only man for whom, M e Campan thought, the Queen 
had ever forgotten her duties. It was love at first sight. She 
was so struck at seeing him, that she quite started and caused 
all the ladies who were walking behind to halt. He acted as 
coachman for the Royal family in the flight to Varennes, and 
confided the secret of the escape to M e Crauford, who was then 
living with him as his mistress. He escaped from Varennes to 
Bruxelles, and was so afraid even there of betraying his interest 
about the Bourbons, that on the very night the news arrived of 
the Queen's execution he appeared at the theatre, much to the 
disgust of the emigres and of all those who knew the footing he 
had been upon in the Palace. Afterwards he returned to his 
native country, Sweden, and was torn to pieces at Stockholm by 
the mob during a popular tumult. 

Wednesday, 7 of May. P zo Sciarra. We drove to the Coliseum, 
and in the evening visited Lady Mary Deerhurst. We found 
there Mr Terrick Hamilton, and heard the welcome news of 
Laval's recall. I am very sorry it happens so soon, as even L y 
Westmorland's mad vanity will be unable to persuade herself, 
much less others, that her application to the French court has 
caused his disgrace. The reason of his recall is not known ; 
but I conclude it is in consequence of the change of ministers 
much more than in compliance with M e Esterhazy's complaints 
against him addressed to her cousin the Dauphine, for her pride 
is being the supposed natural child of the Emperor Joseph from 
the frailty of her mother. This pretension, however, is they say 
groundless ; though there certainly is a sort of resemblance 
between her and the Dauphine to justify the suspicion. 

Friday, 9 of May. I dined with L? Mary D., where I met 
Cell, L y Compton, Mr Hamilton, Gortchacoff. The Embassy 
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the event seems to give universal satisfaction. I went to T. G. 
She gave me a fresh proof of Lady Blessington's malice. In 
order to distress her, and also perhaps in hopes of making us 
quarrel, she told T. G. of L d Byron, in 1823, having said to me at 
Genoa that one of his reasons for going to Greece was to get rid 
of her and her family which he meant, I conclude, by saying he 
wished to cut cables in Italy and go either to Greece or England 
in order to regain his liberty. Of course I denied it, tho' it is 
true. At the Sciarra I passed the evening. Lady Compton 
came there and acted dignified distress, for no earthly reason I 
could discover some grievance, I believe, at my shewing no 
inclination to breakfast with them at 9 o'clock at Frascati. 

May 10. I received a letter from my mother and one from 
Mary. In the former there is a clever character of L y Westmor- 
land, though somewhat too severe, as it does not do justice to 
her extreme brilliancy or her wonderful quickness in seeing the 
defects of all those with whom she has to deal. L y Compton 
wrote me a foolish note, desiring I would bring about Count 
Roberti's marriage with Miss Wilbraham " suddenly " and 
" silently." What stuff ! And why should either she or I 
meddle with affairs in which we are so totally uninterested ; 
but she carries the spirit of interfering in other people's affairs 
to a point unexampled off the stage. 

May 12. Albano. We returned by 3 o'clock to dinner at 
Rome. I drove in my gig to Albano to join T. G. The horse 
was lame and I went extremely slow. I met a quantity of 
carriages and people on horseback and on foot returning from 
the fete which took place yesterday. The evening was lovely. 
I did not arrive till 7. The houses were all illuminated in the 
principal street, which was so thronged that I had great difficulty 
in making my way. Fireworks were going off in all directions 
and several fire-balloons were sent up, which had a very pretty 
effect, and, as there was no wind to extinguish them, they 
remained hung high in air for a long time, till the light gradually 
diminished to such a speck, that it was only from their yellow 
terrestrial light that they were to be distinguished from the stars 
which were shining forth most brightly. I walked with T. G. 
in the garden. The heat of this spring quite perplexes the phil- 
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of the comet, which is, they say, to destroy the earth in 1832. 
A book written by a priest, to prove that such an event would 
fulfil the prophecies in the Old Testament, was brought to the 
Pope for the necessary permission for its publication. He wrote 
on its back, " Licenza per stampare lo nel 1833." Hortense 
has allowed L y Blessington to make her a present of an Indian 
shawl. Of course she wished to acquit the debt, and sent L y 
B. a ring, once the property of the Empress Josephine. Visits 
and mutual : flattery ensued. I am not surprized, though I own 
I am sorry, that vice, because wealthy, should always be so 
triumphant. I passed the evening with T. G. The earthquake 
was felt here yesterday very sensibly. 

Saturday, May 17. I set off early in the morning for Rome, 
where I arrived at half past 12. I sat to Mr Williams, who nearly 
finished my portrait. The day was hot and oppressive, and 
occasionally very rainy. I went to T. G. She leaves Rome next 
week for Ravenna. I dined at Hortense's. No one but herself 
and M lle Rabie. She was agreable. Laval is named, they say, 
to Vienna, and Chateaubriand is to come here. Polignac was 
mentioned as probable. Hortense hoped he might not come, 
for he had shewn no civility to her and her mother at the return 
of the Bourbons in 1814, though it was entirely to the intercession 
of Josephine that he owed his life. M. de la Riviere (tho' at 
that time aide-de-camp to the Comte d'Artois, and though he 
owed much less to the Empress) instantly went to Malmaison. 
Jules de Polignac was condemned for his participation in a plot 
to assassinate Napoleon, and his pardon was most unwillingly 
accorded to the cries and importunities of Josephine. After 
dinner Hortense took me to Madame Mere's. Her house is very 
handsome, and we passed thro' several rooms richly carpeted, 
finely furnished, and, what astonished me most from her reported 
avarice, most brilliantly lighted. Hortense had brought with 
her to my great sorrow the foolish drama of Valerie to read to 
her belle-mere. I should have liked much better to hear the old 
lady talk. Hortense assured me that she liked very much to 
have plays read aloud to her ; but I own she did not seem at 
all pleased at the idea or amused at the lecture, though she bore 
it with more fortitude than her doctor or her equerry. The 
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greatly and loudly to the equerry, who, under the double influ- 
ence of the doctor's conversation and the maudlin sentiment 
of Valerie, fell fast asleep. Cardinal Fesch 1 was announced 
towards the middle of the 2 d act, but did not prevent Hortense 
from continuing her play, tho' the encouragement she met with 
was very small. Fesch soon slept also, and the denouement 
arrived just in time to prevent Madame from following his 
example. The P sse de Canino 2 was announced. She is a fat, 
rather vulgar-looking woman of about 50, but with remains of 
most splendid beauty. The upper part of her face is very fine 
indeed. Her beauty was, they say, quite sufficient to justify 
the sacrifices of ambition that ambitious man, her husband, 
made for it. Madame Mere is very small, her face is long, her 
nose thin and long, her eyes are small but very bright and 
intelligent, her smile extremely sweet and playful. She expresses 
herself with great difficulty in French, and with a very strong 
vicious Italian accent. Her voice is rather agreable ; but the 
only thing that struck me about her as very peculiar is her smile, 
which, for so old a woman, who never could have had much 
beauty, appears extremely engaging. I went with Hortense to 
the play, a dull German drama. Hortense talked of her wish to 
go to England. I pressed her to go this summer. She objected 
on account of the difficulties about passports. " II faut prier le 
Roi des Pays Bas de me laisser traverser mes etats." She talks 
of doing it in 1829. Letters from Dudley and my aunt. 

May 28. Wednesday, Rome. Gianto Condi called upon me 
with an enormous packet from Lady Westmorland, which I sent 
back unopened, with the following letter : 

" The volume you have written to H v Fox, as you describe 
the enclosed to be, he has the honour to return to your Ladyship, 
being resolved to decline for ever any future communication with 
you. The letters upon your affairs, which he had destined to 
go by Captain Carpenter, are entirely at your Ladyship's disposal, 
either to send to England or to return to him, as may best suit 

1 Cardinal Joseph Fesch (1763-1839), Madame Mere's brother. Ap- 
pointed Archbishop of Lyons and later Ambassador in Rome by Napoleon, 
he returned to the latter place after the Restoration. 

2 Lucien Bonaparte's second wife, Alexandrine de Bleschamp, the 
divorced wife of M. Jouberthon. Lucien married her in 1802. 

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you ; your language and conduct about him having completely 
cancelled anything that could bear the names of gratitude or 

Her conduct to me has been so base, her abuse of me and my 
family so universal, that I feel the greatest resentment and shall 
for ever decline having any further correspondence or interviews 
with her. She is false and incapable of any feeling. She has 
only the charm of being very fascinating and agreable in conver- 
sation ; but her want of sincerity, generosity or affection, joined 
to her exuberant vanity and heartless selfishness, render her 
not only a dangerous acquaintance but a most dreadful friend, 
as from her restless spirit of interference she will always meddle 
in the affairs of her neighbours. 

Thursday, June 5. Rome, P 20 Sciarra. L d and L y Compton, 
Mrs Clephane, Wrio Russell and Garlies dined with us. L y C. 
says that her father-in-law 1 is at the point of death at Dresden. 
She expects to hear of his death next post. She has not told her 
husband as yet. At dinner Mrs Clephane told us a pasquinade 
I never before heard, made against the present Pope 2 at his 
elevation : 

Non e Pio non e Clemente 
Ma vecchio Leone senza dente. 

It is very clever. 

June 7, 1828. Villa Muti. The Arundels dined with us by 
invitation. I sat between L y Compton and L y Arundel, and was 
surprized in the middle of dinner by hearing from the former 
that as she went into the dining-room she had got letters from 
Dresden announcing L d Northampton's death, which she had not 
told any one. As soon as dinner was over she shewed them to 
me. One was from L y N., the other from L y E. Compton. The 
former was written half an hour after her husband had breathed 
his last a husband who had been most kindly attached to her 
for forty years. It was dry and cold, full of the plans she had 
formed for the future, and announcing the event just in the 
language of a newspaper. In a postscript she adds, " This 
letter I shall direct to Earl Compton, in future to the Marquis 

1 Charles, first Marquess of Northampton (1760-1828). His wife 
was a daughter of Joshua Smith of Erie Stoke Park, Wilts. 

2 Leo XII. 

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of Northampton." If she shewed little feeling at the death of 
her husband, certainly her daughter-in-law and her family have 
copied her example. The dinner and evening passed as usual. 
Every one knew the event, tho', as it was not told L d Compton, 
no one was supposed to know ; so exhibitions of grief were not 
expected. The Arundels staid and chatted. 

Sunday, June 8. Villa Muti. After several consultations 
with L* C., she decided to tell the fatal news to her husband. 
He was, she says, much affected. 

Monday, June 9. I passed all morning reading Gibbon with 
Edward. Lady Northampton proposed a plan of my going with 
them to England next week, for her husband has very properly 
decided that to please his mother and do his business such a 
journey is perfectly necessary. I acceded to it for a short time, 
but when I saw the effect even the prospect of losing me had 
upon dear Edward I soon relinquished the idea, determined that 
if we are to separate I will not at least hasten the evil day or 
give either of us an hour of unnecessary pain. We dined as 
usual at the Villa Malatesta, L d Northampton being anxious as 
soon as possible to resume his former habits. He looks thinner 
and paler than usual. I believe, poor man, he has suffered as 
much as he is capable of suffering. 

Monday, June 16. Rome. I reached Rome at about 12. 
It was very hot. The Clephanes and Northamptons dined with 
us at half past 4. They go tomorrow at 5. Leavetakings are 
always sad. After dinner Dudley l came ; he looks pale and 
low. I drove with him by the Ponte Molle to the P zo Gabrielli, 
where I waited while he dressed for a visit to Madame Mere, 
she being particular as to breeches and silk stockings. He is 
sadly worried by the whole family, who want a second marriage 
for conscience sake. If they yield to this it will ruin the first 
and prevent the child being legitimated. He has given Count 
Posse* 5,000 to submit to the examination of the doctors. None 
of his family or of hers have the least assisted him, beyond 600 
which his mother gave him. The law proceedings, etc., etc., 
have sadly pinched him. I took leave of L y N. at her house at 
about n, and went to bed tired and sleepy at the Sciarra. Dudley 
is the same as ever, as amiable and as unaffected. 

1 Lord Dudley Stuart. His wife's sister was Princess Gabrielli. 

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Tuesday, June 17. Rome, P. Sciarra. Edward and I staid 
at home all morning writing and reading. Dudley dined with 
us. He talked more openly than I expected from him in the 
presence of a person he knows so slightly as E d Cheney. L y 
Westmorland, tho' abuse of him and of every member of his 
wife's family is one of her favorite topics, sought them both at 
Florence and in every way flattered and caressed them. They 
say she returns immediately to Rome. In the evening I drove 
with Edward by the Coliseum and the Porta S fc Sebastian home, 
and then with Dudley I went to the P ce de Mont fort. I expected 
a cold reception, as I have behaved so shamefully ill in never 
going near them since Carnival time. However, they were very 
civil, and the Princess very droll and good-humoured. Poor 
Dudley is sadly tormented by all his wife's family, who will 
not receive her unless she is married a second time a measure 
that might quite bastardize the child in England. I am rather 
diverted at the scruples of Madame Mere, who does not the least 
object to receiving the P 8se de Montfort, tho' Jerome was only 
divorced from his first wife by an arbitrary act of his brother's, 
and his children, by the law of the Church of Rome, must be 
bastards. Conscience is of all commodities the most pliant, 
and seems only made against those who have not power to silence 
the scruples of their neighbours. 

Let greatness own her and she's mean no more, 
Tis but the fall degrades her to a w .... 

June 19-22. Villa Muti, Frascati. Our life at the Villa 
Muti is so monotonous that nothing occurs to write down. We 
get up early, read all morning Gibbon's History, dine at three, 
drive every evening to Mondragone and Grotta Ferrata, and in 
the evening I write (Pread) E d Indian journal, while Mrs Clephane 
tells long stories of Scotch legendary lore or lays down some 
oracular platitude. 

Lord Arundel and Mr Colyar dined here on Friday. They 
kept a strict fast, as both are very devout. Lady Westmorland 
is in Rome, where I suspect she will not stay long as she has no 
audience, all her former friends being resolved, like myself, to 
avoid all communication with such a dangerous, contemptible 
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that when with her it is impossible to feel anything but admira- 
tion at her brilliancy and pity for her misfortunes. Madame 
Muti has given Lady Bottle, as she calls Lady Elinor, leave to 
let her rooms below us to Lord A., and he came for the purpose 
of seeing them. 

Monday, 23 June. Expedition to Rome. We set off at 7. 
On arriving we bathed and breakfasted, and then called on Sir 
W. Cell. He is just returned from Corneto, Viterbo and Cervetri, 
where he has been antiquitizing with Dodwell. He told us of 
nothing but the dull buffooneries of his companion in telling 
lies and absurdities to the anxious cicerones they dealt with. 
It is odd that Cell should be so childish and frivolous. His wit 
seems to me every time I see him to deteriorate. Gaetani dined 
with us, or rather sat by while we dined. He is clever and 
well-informed singularly the latter for an Italian nobleman. 
His countenance is sinister and disagreable, his voice nasal and 
drawling, his manners shy and unpleasant ; besides I think his 
conversation too constantly bantering to be really agreable. 
Edward received a thick letter from L y Westmorland before 
leaving Rome, full of rhapsody and violence. He has hitherto 
avoided seeing her, in which he is right ; for she would only 
convince him of the cruel treatment she has met with and make 
him sorry for not being her champion. We got to the Villa 
Muti late. 

28 June. Rome. In the morning we looked over our extra- 
vagant accounts. Gaetani, E d and I went to Rome after dinner. 
We drove to the Piazza of S fc Peter's to see the illuminations ; 
it is too near to see the effect with advantage. The smell of 
grease too is offensive. I went to the Montforts. I disturbed 
a tete-a-tte between the ex-King and Queen, but I believe they 
were far from disliking an interruption. She talked a great deal 
to me of her mother-in-law, the Dow. Q n of Wurtemburg (P 88 
Royal of England). 1 She praised her excessively for many 
great and important merits, but owned she was too great a 
gossip and that it was not safe to repeat after her, by which I 
suppose she means Her Majesty is a great liar a fact I can 

1 Charlotte Augusta Matilda (1766-1828), eldest daughter of George III, 
Frederick I, King of Wurtemburg's second wife. The Comtesse de Mont- 
ford was the daughter of his first marriage. He died in 1816. 

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easily believe considering how much the vice is known in her 
family. She told me much of the abandoned life of the P 88 
Tour et Taxis 1 (sister of the late Q n of Prussia), how she followed 
her lovers about Europe and how one of these amorous journies 
had brought her to the court of Westphalia after the Bavarian 
Minister. Not content with living publicly with him at Hesse 
Cassell when he followed Jerome to the wars, she always kept 
behind Head-quarters a few miles and he every night rode back 
to sleep with her. Love brought on, however, a violent fever, 
and after several days of severe illness during which she sat on 
one side of the sick-bed and his wife on the other, he expired in 
her arms. When the Queen of P. went to remonstrate with 
Napoleon on the heavy contributions laid on Prussia, she had the 
bad taste to go covered with jewels and dressed most magnifi- 
cently. He said she looked quite a Queen on the stage, and 
thought the costume ill-chosen for a suppliant Queen who is 
praying for the relief of her people. He upbraided her for 
advising the war, and told her she must have foreseen the 
inequality of the struggle for such a small nation as Prussia 
against the whole power of France. " Pardonnez, Sire, c'est 
1'ombre de Frederic qui nous a aveugle." He was struck with 
the grace and good taste of the reply, and repeated it several 
times afterwards. 

The Austrian Ambassador sent a message to the Due d'Istrie 
and the Marquis de Dalmatie, 2 while they were here, by Laval, 
that he hoped, tho' he could not allow them to be announced at 
his house by those names, they would still come to him. Of 
course on these terms they declined. When they left Rome 
they wished to go to Venice. Unless they would drop their 
titles passports were refused ; they, of course, refused to do so. 
Lutzow wrote to his Government for an written approbation of 
his conduct, in order that he might shew it to the two French 
nobles, as a proof that he was only obeying orders and not acting 
from any private pique. He got the certificate he wished for, 
concluding with these words : 

1 Theresa, daughter of the Grand-Duke Charles of Mecklenburg- 
Strelitz, married, in 1789, Prince Charles de la Tour et Taxis. 

2 The first, son of Marshal Bessieres ; the second, Napoleon Hector 
Soult (1801-57), son of the Marshal, whom he succeeded as Due de Dalmatie. 

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" Nevertheless it must be allowed that the titles exist, 
and those individuals have as much right to them as Marie 
Louise is Empress of France and young Napoleon, King of 

The Montforts draw conclusions from this declaration of 
Austria most improbable and absurd. Austria can never hope 
to make young Napoleon K. of France, tho' perhaps sooner than 
totally lose Italy in some future revolution they might place the 
iron crown of Lombardy on his head. 

Sunday, 29 June, 1828. P. Sciarra. S* Peter's Day. We 
went in the morning to S fc Peter's. The crowd was very great. 
We saw nothing of the ceremony, and heard only the music 
from a distance. A richly liveried servant, whom I recognized 
as Lady Westmorland's coachman (the representative of one of 
the Wise men of the East last year in her tableaux), made us 
hasten to avoid the dangerous neighbourhood of his mistress. 
The Miss Clephanes dined with us. Their mother was headachy 
and staid at home. We went in the evening to the Torlonias 
to see the fireworks at the Castle of S fc Angelo. There was not 
a breath of air to carry off the volumes of smoke emitted by the 
cannons and fireworks. The whole beauty of the spectacle was 
lost. While we were waiting for the carriage, to go away, Lady 
Westmorland's drove up. It was by means of a disgraceful 
concealment behind a double row of giggling laquais that we 
avoided the dreaded rencontre. 

Villa Muti. July 7. The Arundels came on a visit. The 
Colyars moved to our spare-room. Lady A. sang in the evening, 
with affectation and not with voice enough to authorize such 

July 8. We lighted up our garden for the Arundels ; the 
effect is pretty. Lady Arundel has much of the contemptuous 
manner of her most odious tribe, the Grenvilles. She is soured 
by want of children and by the cruel position of her husband 
(a Catholic Peer) in England. He is very amiable, but a bore 
from long pointless stories told with much hesitation and in a 
heavy tone of voice, generally about connexions of his own or 
other noble families in old or modern times. However, these 
confused tales of genealogical history may sometimes chance to 
be more interesting than the same details of Mrs Clephane's 

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Scotch neighbours, with which she indulges us on all occasions 
and apropos of every topic of conversation. Lady Arundel 
shews good breeding and exemplary patience in listening to 
these tedious tales. 

I drove with Mrs Colyar. She affects to be young, and 
puts on playful innocence without appearing to remember her 
extreme plainness, her being middle-aged, and married. She 
made a great deal of fuss about driving out with me alone, 
which would have been ridiculous in a girl of many years her 

July 9. One day passes like another. We read Gibbon all 

July 10. We left Frascati at 6 and arrived at 8 at the 
Europa. The day was hot, and much better at Rome than it 
has been lately at Frascati. We bathed before dinner. Gaetani 
dined with us. The fights begin about 6 o'clock in the Mauso- 
leum of Augustus. Some remains of tesselated brick- work are 
perceptible outside and the ancient design is visible in its circular 
form. Within, it has been newly arranged and white-washed, 
and a Latin inscription boasting of the innocent amusement now 
carried on upon the ashes of the Caesars. It is open at the top, 
and the upper divisions are divided into boxes and galleries. 
The first animal sent into the arena was a buffalo ; he made 
some play and often attacked some fantastic figures hung across 
the theatre. A bull succeeded him, poor and thin, which by 
pursuing and galling him they tried in vain to rouse to ferocity. 
One man allowed himself to be taken between his horns and 
dragged about. He pretended to be much hurt in order to excite 
sympathy, and was carried off, but soon re-appeared to receive 
applause and to join with redoubled vigor in the sport. A 
figure of a woman with hooped petticoats made of paper was 
placed to be butted at by the bull, and birds from within made 
their escape. Their flight was impeded by the inhuman specta- 
tors, who try to catch and succeeded in worrying, frightening 
and wounding the poor little things till they can no longer fly. 
With broken legs and wings they were thrown into the air to 
excite the laughter and applause of the barbarous audience. 
Other and better bulls followed, baited by dogs, but as only one 
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vanquished few had courage to bear being tossed a third time. 
We got home at ten. I sprained my ankle as I got out of the 

Villa Muti. Sunday, 13 July. Gell came for a night, unwell 
and out of spirits. After every one went to bed except E d and 
myself, he told us amusing stories of D r Parr, by whom he was 
educated and whom he justly described as a ridiculous, fantastic 
mountebank, mad with vanity and imposed upon by the grossest 
and most apparent deceptions. A friend much in the habit of 
playing on his credulity wrote him a letter, as from an Irish 
Bishop, filled with exaggerated compliments and requesting an 
interview to make his acquaintance. The proposal was joyfully 
accepted, and the supposed prelate, dressed in Parr's own 
canonicals, was received with demonstrations of high respect. 
Mutual praise and flattery was interchanged. The impostor 
turned the conversation upon the French Revolution, which was 
then at its height. He deplored its effects, and dwelt on the 
opinions he knew to be most offensive to Parr. He threw 
him, as he wished, into a passion, and then affected similar 
wrath in saying, " I wish I could decimate those rascals." To 
which the angry Doctor replied, " Spoken very like a Bishop, 
my Lord, but very unlike a Christian." The Bishop threw 
off his disguise and begged Parr's pardon, which perhaps was 
easier to obtain since he felt conscious of having made a very 
good and spirited reply to the bigoted cruelty of his supposed 

Gell betrayed a most wonderful piece of ignorance with 
respect to the Queen's trial. Tho' attached to her for many 
years as one of her gentlemen-in-waiting, tho' in England at the 
time as a witness, he steadfastly denied the whole trial being 
caused by her unwillingness to drop her title of Queen. Gell 
speaks of no one with gratitude or kindness. Tho' unable to 
deny a thousand benefits from her, he invariably mentions the 
Queen with derision and contempt. He denies her liberality, 
and told a story of her meanness and ingratitude towards Torlonia, 
tho' they gave her money in the hour of need without bond and 
when she had no credit. 

July 18. Rome. I drove over very early. While in the 
bath Dudley came to see me. He had been riding all night 

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between Albano, Frascati and Rome with Charles Bonaparte. 1 
He was going to see the Pope. He was in mad spirits, the sort 
of fever that is acquired by fatigue. I staid at home reading 
Columbus all morning. Dudley came to dine with me at 5. 
His interview with the Pope was very satisfactory. H.H. 
praised the Stuarts, canvassed Dudley for the Catholic Question, 
expressed the hope that the child was educated in the true faith, 
and told him the examination of his affairs had been sent to 
the Inquisition (the most rapid and secret tribunal on earth), 
and that he hoped all would be smooth. He stood leaning on 
the library table during the whole audience, spoke in Italian, 
and expressed himself well. After dinner I drove about the town 
with Dudley buying gifts for his child and wife till eleven, when 
I left him at L y Westmorland's door. To bed late. 

July 19. Returned to Villa Muti, where my life passed as 
monotonously as usual. 

August i, Palestrina. In the morning I received letters one 
from Lady Northampton that annoyed me extremely. My 
family have been acting, as they usually do, with absurdity and 
violence ; but their conduct to Lady N. seems to exceed the 
accustomed measure of their fantastic interference. It is 
painful to see them expose themselves thus to strangers. We 
wrote letters. Edward answered the packet he has received from 
Lady West., without, however, attempting to read the 48 pages 
of scurrility. I took no notice of the note she has written to me. 

Monday, August 4. Villa Muti. We left Rome very early 
and reached Frascati at about 8 o'clock. In the evening the 
Arundels and Colyars came from Albano to stay a few days with 
us. They are acquisitions, on the whole, as they prevent the 
eternal egoistical turn the Clephanes give to conversation. 
Scotland, Mull, Walter Scott, are the only topics upon which 
Mrs Clephane can bear to speak, and then only to be narrative, 
for on such sacred subjects not only criticism but observation is 
forbidden. Lord Arundel has nothing but extreme good humour 
and a total absence of affectation to recommend him. He is 
extremely bigoted and has no talents. He does not disguise 

1 Charles Lucien Bonaparte, Prince of Musignano (1803-57), eldest son 
of Lucien Bonaparte, by his second marriage : a distinguished naturalist, 
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his dislike and contempt for his fat brother-in-law, the D. of 
Buckingham, of whose meanness he seems quite aware, tho', as 
is sometimes the case, it is wedded to the greatest and most 
expensive ostentation. His affairs are now in such a state that 
he left England to avoid his creditors, and even at his departure 
they pursued his yacht down the river in order to seize it. Some 
years ago when L d A. was poorer (even than he is now), as it was 
before his father's death, the Duke pressed them very much to 
pass a few months with him at Paris, to which they somewhat 
unwillingly consented. At the end of their residence L d , or as 
he was then, Mr Arundel found to his great dismay that the 
Duke intended him to pay half the house accounts, which, in 
consequence of the large dinners his Grace had given, were much 
more considerable than he could well afford. 

It is melancholy to see a man so amiable as Lord Arundel, 
so well calculated for a domestic country gentleman's life in 
England, entirely thrown out of all the occupations that would 
suit his talents and character owing to an unfortunate difference 
in his creed. The education he has received has tended to 
narrow his mind and confine his ideas. The other evening he 
told me with some complacency that Wiltshire men despised 
and never visited their Dorsetshire neighbours, who were less 
aristocratic. In talking to him sometimes I cannot help thinking 
that if the old joke be true about the Western counties in Eng- 
land, he ought to come from one much farther to the westward 
than even Wiltshire. Lady Arundel is well-bred and tolerably 
well-informed. Her temper, I suspect, by nature is very violent, 
and she has many very bitter feelings, especially towards her own 
family. Of the Orange violence of her nephew, Lord Chandos, 1 
which he has inherited from his mother, who was brought up 
with a horror for the religion of her mother, the old Duchess of 
Chandos, Lady A. can hardly speak without temper. His 
conduct towards her and L d A. is not calculated to conciliate 
their good will. He never speaks to them ; and one day at 

1 Richard Plantagenet (1797-1861), afterwards second Duke of 
Buckingham, who married Mary, daughter of John, Marquess of Breadal- 
bane in 1819. His mother, Lady Anne Eliza Brydges, only child of James, 
third and last Duke of Chandos, by his second wife, Anne Eliza Gamon, 
married Richard, first Duke of Buckingham in 1796. 

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dinner his wife, seeing his brow clouded because she was laughing 
and joking, begged Lord A. not to speak to her, " as Chandos 
was looking." The mean tergiversation of the Duke was first 
effected by the offer of the Garter : an offer, L d A. says, he did 
not at all expect, and which he took some hours to think about 
accepting or refusing. Sir B. Bloomfield came to make the 
proposal while he and L d A. were tete-a-tete at dinner. They 
went into an adjoining apartment. The Duke, when he returned 
from the conference, asked L d A.'s advice. The advice he gave 
was not taken, and His Grace soon went over to Ministers with 
the rest of the Grenvilles. Even on the Catholic Question L d 
A. thinks he would have changed his opinion, or at least his 
vote, had it not been for the artful manner in which some of 
the Whigs contrived to have Resolutions drawn up in his house 
and called them the Buckingham House Resolutions, which, by 
flattering his vanity in appearing to place him at the head of 
some sort of party, prevents what Lord Arundel terms " his 
utter perdition," i.e., his voting against the Catholic claims. Lady 
Arundel is a harsh woman to all those of her sex who from 
weakness or folly have yielded to temptation. She speaks of 
them with cruelty and of almost every one slightingly. She 
is fond of gossip and ill-natured jokes, like all her family. The 
want of children, her change of religion, the persecution of her 
and her husband's faith in England, their poverty, and a variety 
of disappointments and annoyances, have contributed to sour 
her temper, naturally not very sweet ; while upon him the effect 
has been to check all the natural good-humour of his character, 
and to render him more narrow-minded and contracted than he 
otherwise would have been. 

Saturday, August 9. Expedition to Rome. After dinner we 
drove to the P zza Navona, half of which is inundated every 
Saturday and Sunday during August for the diversion of the 
people, who drive about in the foul water, which was deep enough 
to cover the boxes of our wheels when we joined the crowd of 
carts and fiacres that were splashing about. It is not at all a 
fashionable resort, and the politer part of the town are in future 
to have the P za del Popolo inundated in the same manner for 
their aristocratic exclusiveness. 

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me sadly to return. No stone they leave unturned, threats, 
taunts, reproaches, and now they wish to make me believe my 
father dying. It is my mother's system never to spare the feel- 
ings of others in any way, and as long as she is successful in her 
ultimate views, she cares little for the means. I feel more and 
more resolved to remain away, as I am sure that after all that is 
past we could not meet as friends. 

August 19. Hotel de Paris. After paying heavy accounts 
and dining with the Clephanes and taking leave of them all, we 
set off for Rome. We took a caffe at the Cafe Ruspoli, in its 
pretty garden full of orange-trees. The pleasure, however, of 
going there is entirely spoilt to me by the obtrusive presence of 
the little, deformed dwarf Bajoccho, who always haunts this 
place, and has made, I daresay, a prodigious fortune. Lady 
Westmorland the winter before last made him act the dwarf in 
Vandyke's picture of Charles the ist, which she got up at the 
Negroni. She took him in her carriage, and had great difficulty 
to prevent his looking out of window. When she dressed him, 
she was heard often to say with vehemence behind the scenes, 
" Miss Montgomery rouge Bajoccho, and then throw away the 
rouge-pot." We went for a few minutes to the theatre of 
marionettes in the P zo Fiano. The puppets are well managed, 
and the delusion is so well sustained, that it was quite aston- 
ishing to see the Brobdinag appearance of a human hand 
which came forward from the coulisse and looked horribly 

August 20. Ronciglione. We got up very late. I went out. 
On my return I found Gaetani, who staid with us while we dined. 
We set off at 4. Gaetani (who has, they say, an evil eye) put us 
into the carriage. The evening was not hot. At Baccano we 
did not arrive till sunset. A wood on the brow of the hill 
opposite the post-house was on fire and had a fine effect. It 
was dark before we reached Montenazi ; the moon was up, but 
gave little light. About a mile after passing the column where 
the roads by Siena and Perugia divide, as we were going down 
hill, two men rushed down from the bank which rose high to 
our right, and after saying a word to the postilh'on, one fired. 
Another came from the bushes behind us ; the postillion screamed, 
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and instantly got off his horse. One of the robbers came to the 
carriage door, and told us to get out and lie down faccia in terra. 
We obeyed, being without any arms or means of defence. He 
then began to rifle us, and took Edward's watch and keys. I 
had fortunately buttoned my coat and he did not see mine ; 
nor could he feel them, as I contrived to prevent him. He went 
to the carriage, but was so ignorant that he did not know how to 
proceed to plunder, and was forced to have recourse to us to 
assist him. I went round to the carriage, got off my watch and 
keys, and hid them under a cushion. He made Edward open the 
dressing-box, from whence we gave him money scudi, 42 only. 
The silver things he found and looked at, but when we told him 
they were false and easily recognisable, he believed us and left 
them. Edward pleaded for his seals and rings. The robber, 
who had never shown any disposition to be ferocious, was hesitat- 
ing to return them, when one of his companions, who had both 
remained at the horses' heads, fired as a signal to be off. Joining 
his companions, they all three escaped to the left. The postillion 
slowly remounted his horse, and we proceeded to Ronciglione. 
Edward behaved thro 'out with the greatest calmness and tran- 
quillity, bitterly annoyed as he was to lose his watch, and especially 
his seals, for most of them were very precious to him. I was 
dreadfully alarmed at first when they made me lie down faccia 
in terra, for I thought they meant to beat or strip us ; but when 
I found the robber so mild and so very ignorant I quite regained 
my presence of mind. On reaching Ronciglione we sent for the 
Governor immediately, and gave an account of the whole 
transaction to him and to the police. We found in the inn two 
Englishmen and a Camaidoli monk with a fine beard at supper. 
They were travelling towards Rome, and had stopped on the 
news of the robberies lately committed about here. One of our 
countrymen was young and almost childish, the other old and 
with a walnut, weather-beaten face. The former, instead of 
being curious to hear the details of what had just happened to 
us, indulged us with a very detailed account of his own specula- 
tions and possible feats of valour on a similar occasion. His 
own mind was made up. He travelled with pistols, and felt 
great security in the society of the walnut-faced gentleman, who 
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of firearms. However he seemed rather ashamed of his brave 
companion, for he assured me he was no friend but only a stray 
acquaintance he had made on the road from Florence. After 
writing letters for Novi to take to Rome, making our depositions, 
and being pitied and congratulated by half the town of Ronci- 
glione, we went to bed, but not to rest for long. In the middle 
of the night we were disturbed by the entrance of some one into 
our room I hoped the bearer of some intelligence about Edward's 
watch, perhaps the watch itself ; but to my great vexation, and 
rather to my indignation, it was merely a noisy, obtrusive 
Englishman come to interrogate us with regard to what had 
passed, as he was about to travel the same road. He laughed 
and giggled and detailed his own intentions and speculations 
with great assurance. I replied very dryly to his questions, 
and I hope in no way calmed his bodily fears, which could be 
his only excuse for such an unwarrantable intrusion. Novi went 
off to Rome at about midnight. 

August 21. Ronciglione. Camillo arrived safely with my 
horses in the middle of the night. I feared he might also have 
been attacked. We got up late. The morning was spent in 
trying to open Edward's dressing-box, which, tho' he had given 
the key to the robber, he had thoughtlessly locked again. By 
one of those fortunate accidents that sometimes occur, the 
master of the house possessed a Bramah key, left here by some 
luckless traveller, which almost fitted it, and with a little filing 
by the locksmith we at length succeeded in turning the lock. 
Edward was examined at great length by the police. They asked 
him foolish, useless, irrelevant questions, and seemed aware of 
their own insufficiency, for they told us that they after all only 
wrote, that they could not act, that all the Carabinieri were in 
league with the thieves, and gave us no hopes of recovering our 
lost goods. At three we started in my carriage for Caprarola. 
I did not wish to be late, for on this very road a few days ago 
there was a carriage stopped, and a repetition of last night's 
scene was not desirable. 

Sept. 3. Florence, Wednesday. Pisa we left at 12 o'clock, 
and arrived at the Pelicoro at sunset. Dudley, I was sadly 
vexed to find, had left Florence two days ago. Lady Dudley 
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her. She was extremely amiable to me and showed me her 
child, to which she feels more and more attached as she perceives 
the want of kindness Dudley's family betray towards it. Such 
was their unfeeling conduct that they once proposed to her to 
leave it at Rome, fix a sum of money on it, but abstain from 
seeing it or from superintending its education. These are the sort 
of generous, conscientious projects the strictly moral people are 
often capable of supporting. The child is healthy and strong 
but not handsome. I went to see T. G., who is at her aunt's, 
the Marchesa Sacrati. The latter was holding her conversazione 
upstairs. Lady Dudley was there. I waited till she was gone, 
and saw T. G. in private for a few minutes. She looks thinner 
and better than when she left Rome, talks much of Lucca Baths 
and Mrs Patterson, who has vowed her an eternal friendship 
and makes her the most exaggerated professions of love and 
regard. Our robbery has put us much in vogue, and all Florence 
are anxious to see us. 

Sept. 4. Florence. It rained all day, as it always does when 
I come here. We dined with Lady Dudley. Her manners are 
very good ; her conversation easy and lively. We met Mrs 
Patterson, Jerome Bonaparte's first wife before God his only 
wife, for the P 88 de Montfort can by strict people only be regarded 
as a concubine. Napoleon's will alone dissolved a marriage that 
displeased him, without even the forms of any ecclesiastical 
sanction. Mrs P. is an American. Her manners are so vulgar 
and her conversation so malicious, so indecent, and so profligate, 
that even her very pretty features do not make one excuse such 
want of delicacy or feminine feeling in a woman. Lady D. 
behaved admirably, without the slightest absurd prudery or 
any improper encouragement to her aunt's malice or grossness. 
L y Westmorland, when here, received Lady D. in a circle of 
strangers and instantly said, " Aimez-vous Bonaparte ? " Lady 
Dudley acknowledged her affection, admiration, and vanity for 
the near relationship she had with so great a man, and when 
L y W. had the bad taste and want of feeling to tell her all her 
sisters did not show her feelings, she remained silent ; but soon 
took occasion to praise Mrs Coutts, a person supposed to be most 
violently prejudiced against Napoleon, for the delicacy she had 
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out of the room and ordering the instant conflagration of a book 
of caricatures against the Bonaparte family. This was done at 
Lady Dudley's request, who seeing the book open before strangers, 
assured her hostess that she felt convinced its appearance was 
quite accidental, but she begged its removal. We went for a 
few minutes to the Marchesa Sacrati's. She is a bluestocking, 
nearly 100 years old, who still receives the flattery and, some 
say, even more substantial admiration from the literary wits of 
the day. She was in her bedgown and nightcap, surrounded by 
several old men, who were laughing at her jokes and waiting 
for her nightly whist-table, which only begins at midnight. A 
single lamp, shaded from her eyes, was all the light in this dismal, 
comfortless conversazione. The ex-King of Holland, Louis, was 
on her right hand. He is very ugly and coarse in his exterior ; 
his manners are rude and ungracious, his voice sonorous and 
agreable. He made much love to T. G. Notwithstanding his 
ugliness he imagines himself often the victim of a belle passion. 
Some years ago the Grand-Duchess was the object he persecuted 
for a week. He will not see Lady Dudley, partly from the basest 
feelings of submission to Madame Mere's bigotry, and partly 
because he feels offended at her want of confidence in him during 
her marriage with Count Posse. Madame Sacrati has been a 
beauty in her youth ; now she is only a wit and writes dull 
tragedies. She went to England as a witness for the Queen, 
and is so liberal that the Roman Government thought her 
attractions dangerous, and without actually sending her away 
made her life at Rome so irksome that she left the town. We 
went to the Goldoni Theatre to Lady Dudley's box, where we 
were joined by her and Mrs Patterson. The latter gabbled and 
abused her neighbours, and above all poor T. G., so loudly and 
so perpetually that it was impossible to listen to Vestris' good 
acting in the Originate. I went afterwards to T. G., who thought 
it necessary to faint and attempt a flood of tears on the sofa, 
because the Marchesa might hear my carriage and it might awake 
some " sospetto." But the tears would not flow, and as I 
showed but little interest at this theatrical exhibition, she dried 
her eyes. 

September 5, Friday. We dined with Lady Dudley. In the 
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Ashburnham's 1 villa, where Lady Dudley had promised to 
present us. Mrs P. talked even more strongly than yesterday, 
and just as we reached Lady A.'s door her language had entirely 
lost the usual veil of decency in which ladies judiciously cloathe 
their improper ideas. She told us that L d Dudley (the Earl, of 
course) was impuissant. She afterwards made an apology to us 
for using such a word, because we are English and easily shocked, 
and then another to Lady Dudley, because of M. de Posse's 
similar misfortune. The site of Lady A.'s villa is very pretty ; 
its view of Florence and the Val d'Arno quite lovely. I have 
seldom seen such a happy combination of Italian splendour and 
English comfort as she has contrived to render this spacious 
house. 2 We found them all sitting on delicious English sofas 
under a handsome portico, before a fine garden full of orange- 
trees. Lady A. is a tall, rather dashing-looking woman, who 
still means to inspire youthful desires, notwithstanding the tribe 
of grown-up young ladies at her elbow to betray the secret of 
her being far advanced in life. She meant to be very civil. 
Her conversation does not appear agreable or are her manners 
at all winning. Mrs P. and she abused the society at Florence 
with all the malevolence, but without even the hypocrisy and 
certainly without the wit, of the famous scene in The School for 
Scandal. Lady A. is Lord Beverley's daughter. Her husband, 
who is a virtuoso and a sort of Maecenas, is at present in England. 
Poverty makes them reside here, and they contrive to live in 
this magnificent and luxurious economy with an enormous 
family upon 2,000 a year ! 

Sept. 7. Sunday. At two o'clock I went to dine with the 
Comte de S fc Leu 3 at his villa out of the Porta San Gallo. His 
villa is prettily situated, but not well laid out or furnished with 
any taste. Prints in miserable frames hang round the papered 

1 Lady Charlotte Percy, sister of George, Earl of Beverley and after- 
wards fifth Duke of Northumberland, married George, third Earl of 
Ashburnham (1760-1830) as his second wife in 1795. 

2 " She lives at a villa about three miles out of the town. It is a true 
Italian villa, terraces, porticoes, fine broad staircases, statues, busts, grand 
rooms with vaulted ceilings and handsomely proportioned. The interior 
is full of English furniture chairs, tables, sofas, bookcases, etc., etc." 
(Hon. H. E. Fox to Hon. Caroline Fox, September 6, 1828.) 

3 Louis Bonaparte. 

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walls ; and all the chairs and tables have a scanty, fragile 
appearance resembling those in a small French inn. He is very 
infirm. He can hardly walk, and one arm is quite paralysed. 
Madame Sacrati, T. G., her brother, and some Abbe toads, for 
whom Louis rang the bell, formed the party. Louis talked to 
me of Lady Dudley, whom he does not receive. This led him to 
speak of marriage, which he called a lottery ; and spoke of his 
own share as no prize, but instantly changed the conversation 
lest I should dwell upon it. I went in the evening with Lady 
Dudley to Mrs Irvine's very dull party. A beautiful French 
woman married to a Swede (M. de Roston) was there. She is 
very lovely, but cannot succeed in getting received here because 
she is not well known ; and in this town every unknown person 
is suspected, since now it is the universal refuge for all the 
scum of the earth. They come hither with damaged fortunes 
or reputations to attempt the restoration of either or both. 

Sept. 8. A festa. No Gallery open. We drove about the 
town and dined with Lady Dudley. In the evening she took us 
to Mr G. Baring's 1 villa. He is brother to Alexander Baring, 
and is of course like the rest of the family extremely rich. This 
villa he has bought, and a great rivalry exists between him and 
the Ashburnham family. Mrs Baring is a gigantic, large-boned 
woman, with grown-up children born in every capital in Europe, 
and about to give her husband a seventeenth or eighteenth pledge. 
The girls are tall, rawboned, vulgar misses, very underbred and 
unladylike in their conversation and manners, without any beauty 
to recommend them beyond the beaute de diable and the usual 
freshness of all English girls. Mr Baring only appeared on the 
terrace, with a cigar in his mouth, which he hardly removed to 
speak to Lady Dudley. Afterwards aware that his appearance 
could in no way add to the agremens of the dull evening, he very 
wisely retired to his private rest on undisturbed potations. We 
were all dragged into the dining-room to sit round a tea-table, 
where the young ladies did not preside but filled the offices 
nature had intended for them, cutting bread and butter, 
opening bottles of soda-water and ginger beer, and by their 
dexterity and flippancy strongly reminded me of an English 

1 George Baring (1781-1854), youngest son of Sir Francis Baring. He 
married, in 1806, Harriet, daughter of Sir John Hadley D'Oyly, Bart. 

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barmaid. By such unladylike occupations they may long continue 
to stoop, but the part appears too natural to them for conquest 
to ensue. Prince Butera is staying in the house. It suffices 
to judge of the whole family, when he is their beau ideal as a 
man, and Mrs Patterson is the object of Miss Baring's admiration 
and imitation. 

Mrs P. was there ; with her I walked upon the terrace for some 
time. Though extremely vulgar in her manners and thoughts, 
the extreme profligacy of her opinions and the indecency of her 
expressions form an amusing contrast to the insipid attempts at 
gentility of the Barings. She owned to me that she was extremely 
in love with Jerome at the time of her marriage ; that he admired 
her with rapture, and gave her many, many daily proofs of the 
warmth of his affection. Upon his second marriage he wished 
her very much to form a member of the select seraglio he had 
formed, but she sent him word that his kingdom of Westphalia 
was too small for two Queens. He then asked her if he could in 
any way please her, and she had the selfish Yankee calculation 
(for she owns her request was only dictated with a view to her 
son's interests, and not the least from any feeling of regard for 
the King of Westphalia) to desire him to beget no heirs upon his 
Royal spouse a demand with which he complied till the hour 
of his fall ; and nine months from that very day the P sse was 
for the first time delivered. Mrs P. is malicious enough to say 
(I must believe unjustly) that before her marriage she had been 
brought to bed, and when she found her husband did not assert 
his rights she complained to Napoleon, who obliged his brother 
to consummate, but could not prevent him from taking precau- 
tions sufficient to make Mrs Patterson secure of remaining the 
mother of his future legitimate heir. I cannot easily imagine 
any woman becoming more shameless than to arrive at owning 
conduct so heartless and so profligate without a blush. Mrs 
Baring showed us a tolerably good portrait by Hayter of himself, 
destined for the Gallery here. 1 She still patronizes him, even 

1 I have heard since that Hayter 's picture is likely to remain in Mrs 
Baring's possession, for the Italian artists are not likely to claim the 
picture of a man they never liked, and who they imagine has accused them 
of an attempt to poison him. He is half mad, and always believes in 
combinations and conspiracies against him by his foes. H.E.F. See 
ante, p. 235. 

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after the dreadful poisoning scene of last year, in which he 
betrayed such a total want of feeling as to disgust all his 
best friends. 

Sept. 13. I received a letter from Dudley giving me the 
welcome tidings of the brigands who attacked us being captured. 
The details I hope to have soon from Chiaveri, and I trust the 
hands of the police will not prove more retentive than those of 
the robbers especially as Edward's watch seems to have led 
to the discovery of the culprits. We dined with Lady Dudley. 
In the evening we went to M e Sacrati's doleful conversazione. 
The old lady was lively and amusing. She seems to have been 
most struck in England with the beauty of the adventuresses 
who swarm in the London theatres. We passed the evening 
with Lady Dudley, who was extremely agreable and amusing. 
The day has been dreadfully hot a damp, oppressive Sirocco. 

Sept. 16. I staid at home all morning, writing letters. Lady 
Dudley told us at dinner of a Jew family at Ancona, whose 
misfortunes P 88 Gabrielli has in vain tried to mitigate. The 
daughter of one of that persecuted tribe was about to be married 
to a young man of her own persuasion and the object of her 
affections, when a few days before the ceremony her nurse, who 
was unfortunately a Catholic, died, and on her death -bed revealed 
that she had in the infancy of this poor girl secretly baptized 
her. The priests instantly claimed her as their victim, prevented 
her marriage, tore her away from her parents, and put her into 
a convent, where, however, she refused to comply with any of 
the ceremonies or devotional acts required of her. Discipline was 
in vain exercised to extort submission, but starvation and confine- 
ment soon unsettled her reason and she became perfectly frantic. 
Her father went to Rome in hopes of obtaining redress, or at 
least of effecting his daughter's release. Instead of succeeding 
in his wishes, the Inquisition, dreading the scandal of this 
nefarious proceeding, instantly threw him into a dungeon, where, 
notwithstanding all the influences exerted by P 88 Gabrielli and 
others, he still remains. 

We went to the Cocomero again. The play was by Goldoni 
I'Avocato Veneziano. To-morrow, the lyth, Lady Dudley's 
cause is to be finally decided by the Inquisition at Rome. There 
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own lawsuit. Louis Bonaparte was within two boxes of us. 
He turned round towards our box, and upon seeing Lady Dudley 
looked mournfully serious. When she first came, she called upon 
him, for formerly he had shown her so much kindness that she 
thinks his present coldness towards her does not cancel former 
benefits. At his door he sent down word he would himself call 
upon her, and the next day he left at the door of the inn a note 
for her, directed to Donna Christina Bonaparte. It is very strange 
that her own relations should be the first to insult and degrade 
her, but they have from the first behaved to her with invariable 
perverseness. Her sister, Mrs Wyse, 1 by her account seems to 
be nearly mad. She affects to resemble her uncle Napoleon, to 
whose features hers have no likeness ; but she tries to obtain her 
object by frowns and crossing her arms and adopting his tricks 
cutting up tables with a pen-knife and other peculiarities which 
only render her vacancy and absurdity more apparent. 

Lady Dudley says at the time she was at Stockholm, Prince 
Oscar had rendered mustachios the fashion ; but all the nobility 
not having them naturally as dark as he had, many were reduced 
to use a blackening powder, which, like rouge, comes off at the 
least touch. She was once calling upon an Italian lady married 
to a Swede, and found her upper lip so treacherously smeared 
that she took her to look at it in the glass. The lady could 
not deny the suspicion being just, but accounted for it by a forced 
embrace being obtained on her jour de fete (which it happened 
to be). Lady Dudley says the story was repeated in society, 
but not by her. It was only known by the lady's own report, 
who was quite determined to give her own version of it before 
any other should be current, for she probably did not calculate 
on Lady Dudley's discretion. 

Wednesday, Sept. 17. In the morning we went to the Gallery, 
where I was much diverted to see old George Byng 2 screaming 
out to the custodes and young artists, who were following him 
about, his absurd, conceited, vapid remarks, couched in the most 

1 Laetitia, eldest daughter of Lucien's second marriage, with Alexandrine 
de Bleschamp. Lady Dudley Stuart and Princesse Gabrielli were daughters 
of his first wife, Christine Boyer, who died in 1800. 

2 George Byng, of Wrotham Park (1764-1847), Member for Middlesex 
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miserable bastard jargon intended either for French or Italian 
but resembling one quite as much as the other. We went to 
the Camaldoli convent. It is situated on the pinnacle of a small 
hill that rises from a valley to the south of Florence. It is very 
extensive and surrounded by high walls. Each monk having a 
separate house consisting of several rooms gives this mass of 
buildings at a distance the appearance of a small fortified town. 
The object of our visit was partly to see the Padre Fortunate, a 
friend of Edward's. He in his youth followed the " cattivo 
mestiere " of " cavaliere servente," but an accident he met with 
changed his course of life and made him renounce the vanities 
of the world. He was run over by a carriage in the streets of 
Florence, and during the long confinement this accident occasioned 
he was much soured by the infidelity of his mistress. He has 
taught himself English, which he reads and talks but with 
difficulty understands when spoken to him. His house or cell 
is very well furnished. He possesses a little library, chiefly 
of English books, and the walls of his rooms are ornamented 
with prints and drawings. Four small rooms, a very little 
garden and a pretty terrace, compose his house. 

We dined at seven with Lady Dudley, who was very amusing 
in the accounts of her family's domestic disputes and jealousies 
respecting precedence. Madame Mere has been obliged to re- 
nounce (not very unwillingly I suspect) the family dinners she 
occasionally used to give. Every one expected the honour of a 
fauteuil a distinction she had reserved for her two King sons, 
Louis and Jerome, without according it even to la Reine Catherine 
or la Reine Julie (Joseph's wife). Lucien thought on one occasion 
his wife was slighted, and he made Lady Dudley (who is now 
very slight, and was then much younger and smaller) drag after 
her a heavy arm-chair much bigger than herself and which 
seemed for years to have remained attached to the wall, in order 
to calm the offended dignity of M e la Princesse de Canino. 
M e Survilliers, tho' a sensible and amiable woman, is not free 
from these absurdities, and her daughter is even more dazzled 
with her prodigious rank as Infanta of Spain. When Lady 
Dudley drove with them in the Cascine here the other day, they 
both jumped into the carriage before her, and without being 
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Lady Dudley go backwards. Dudley prevented very naturally 
any future exhibitions of this incivility. 

Sept. 18. We went with Lady Dudley to dine with Lady 
Ashburnham. The dinner was deadly dull and very long. The 
young ladies were not allowed to speak. The Agar Ellis' x were 
there, fresh from England. She is grown duller and uglier than 
she was some years ago. Agar instead of improving, as it always 
used to be said he would, appears to me to have grown even more 
affected and insufferable than of yore. 

Sept. 20. Dudley arrived in the night. He came to see me 
early in the morning, 

Biond'era, e bella, e di gentil aspetto. 

His business at Rome has terminated happily. The Inquisition 
have approved of all the Swedish sentences, and now they only 
wait for some dispensation, which is merely a matter of form. 
Another robbery has been committed on the spot where we 
were attacked. They stopped a Roman courier and took 400 
crowns from him. It is quite madness, for instant arrestation 
will as usual ensue. 

Sept. 22. Lady Dudley's brother, Charles Bonaparte, Prince 
of Musignano, called upon us. He speaks English with fluency, 
having lived so long in England and America. His face is 
handsome and intelligent, his figure, for so young a man, prepos- 
terously fat. He seems good-natured, but has no refinement 
of manners. 

Tuesday, Sept. 23. We dined with the Dudleys as usual and 
met her brother. After dinner we drove on the Bologna road 
and met the Northamptons two miles from the gate. We passed 
the evening with them, and I walked out afterwards smoking 
with Dudley till nearly 2 o'clock. He talked much of his affairs, 
which seem drawing to a happy conclusion. 

Sept. 25. In the evening to M> Survilliers' ; she is Joseph 
Bonaparte's wife. One daughter has married the Prince de 
Musignano, the other Prince Napoleon, Louis' son. 2 Her sister, 

1 See ante, p. 94. 

2 Charles Napoleon Bonaparte (1804-31), eldest surviving son of Louis 
Bonaparte and Hortense, married Princess Charlotte Bonaparte (1802-39), 
second daughter of Joseph. 

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M e de Villeneuve, a sleepy, dull old lady, and an ugly daughter 
are living with her. All the above-named personages were there. 
It was very dull. My old friend, the little P sse Charlotte, is 
improved in looks and is as quick and satirical as usual. Her 
husband is not so handsome as I expected. He is even like his 
mother, though quite devoid of her grace of manner and esprit 
de conversation. He is looked upon with jealousy at Rome, as 
they suspect him of being a Carbonaro, and he is not able to 
return there. He lives here with his father and they are on 
tolerable good terms, though the latter is still trying to prove 
him a bastard and defraud him of his inheritance. The other 
daughter of M> Survilliers is as fat as her husband, and looks 
stupid with obesity. 

Sept. 26, Friday. I drove with Edward in the morning to 
Borelli's studio, where Edward went to have a cast made of his 
hand. In the shop of this third-rate artist is exhibited a cast 
of Lady Caroline Powlett's leg. It is taken from the upper part 
of the thigh, and having been unpaid for by her and by her 
brother-in-law, who thought proper, from prudery I suppose, to 
break it in two, it now lies exposed to all the jests and sarcasms 
of her travelling countrymen or of the astonished natives. The 
latter must find it difficult to reconcile the boasted virtue and 
purity of our manners at home with the extreme abandon and 
freedom English ladies so frequently betray on this side the 
Alps. After driving in the Cascine I met Lady Westmorland, 
who has been in the town two days. I bowed, but we did not 
speak. With pleasure I think that all intercourse between us 
has for ever ceased. We dined with Dudley and went to the 

Sept. 27. It was as usual a long time before we could get 
the servants to pack up and be in readiness. 1 We did not 
start till ii. I took leave of Dudley with less regret, as I expect 
so soon to see him at Rome. The kindness he and his wife have 
shewn us has added much to the charms of our very agreable 
residence here. The more I see of him, the more I feel attached 
and interested in his welfare. His conduct towards his wife has 
been most noble, and for her he has made the most amazing 
sacrifices ; nor do I think he has done unwisely, for she feels 

1 For an expedition to Perugia and Assisi. 

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deeply all her obligations to him and is warmly attached to 
him. She is very clever, and her conversation and conduct 
have captivated him completely. She has sought to win his 
mother's goodwill, and if she has failed (which I suspect she has), 
it has been owing more to those about Lady Bute, who are desirous 
to increase any disposition there may exist to dislike each other, 
than from any faults on Lady Dudley's side. Mortlock (Dudley's 
tutor) has acquired such an ascendancy over Lady Bute's mind, 
that he can make her act and feel just as he pleases. Her letters 
to Dudley seem to be anything but sensible, or likely to produce 
what she pretends to desire, a happy residence together inEngland. 
She is for ever harping upon Lady G. North, 1 upon her health and 
merits, and throws out taunts and sneers upon Italy and foreigners 
that must wound where they are meant to strike. Mortlock is 
so intimate, and puts himself so much upon an equality with 
Lady Bute as to call her in private by the very injurious and 
disrespectful nickname of " Goat." This distresses Dudley, and 
L y D. told me he could not bear any allusion to the parasite's 

Villa Muti. Oct. 7. The beauty of this charming villa 
makes me very anxious to have a long lease of it, and convinced 
as I feel of not being able to live anywhere but in Italy, I therefore 
began a negotiation with M e Muti to take it for three years. In 
the evening I drove with L y Northampton on the Roman road. 

Oct. 8. Edward went to Rome. I staid at Frascati writ- 
ing letters all morning. M e Muti at last will listen to my terms. 
150 piastres a year for 3 years. It is very delightful to avoid 
all the packing and trouble I expected. 

Oct. 9, Thursday. The Clephanes set off in a most tremen- 
dously heavily-laden chariot, with an imperial two feet deep, 
just before we went to Rome. At Rome I drove about with 
Edward to shops and to Gibson's studio, where I admired some 
of his statues. He is a very good artist, tho' he attempts being 
too classical the fault of them all. Edward will be obliged to 
go to Viterbo for the recovery of his watch and seals. Of course 
I shall go with him. We dined with the Arundels ; met the 

1 Her niece, Lady Georgina North, daughter of her sister, Susan Coutts, 
who was second wife of George Augustus, third Earl of Guilford. Lady 
Georgina died in 1835. 

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Colyars. The dinner was plain and rather good. The house 
they have got is comfortable, but not at all handsome. We did 
not leave Rome till dark. On our arrival at Frascati we found the 
family at dinner, and to my surprize the three Clephanes also. 
The voiturier's horses had at the very first ascent absolutely 
refused to draw up the vast vehicle, and after many ineffectual 
beatings and shoutings, they resolved to return. 

Rome. Saturday, Oct. n. After packing up the books, &c., 
which are to go next week by sea to Palermo, 1 I went with 
Edward to Rome. We went to the Opera. David 2 sang in 
Zelmina : his voice is beautiful, but the affectation of his attitudes 
and grimaces make him very insufferable. He is, however, 
followed by a Russian Princess, M e Samniloff, who takes a box 
near the stage in order to catch every glimpse of him, and who, 
not content with this public display of her affection, regularly 
attends the rehearsals. The other day at one of them David 
kept the actors waiting. She turned to an actor and begged 
him to call the absentee. " Scusi, Signora, faccio Figaro la 
sera, ma la mattina no." 

Rome. Wednesday, October 15. We called on the Dudley 
Stuarts ; they are lodged in the P zo Gabrielli, in the secondo 
piano. The windows of their apartment command a very fine 
view of S fc Peter's and the town. Lady Dudley is puzzled whether 
to stay at Rome or return to England. The relations of both 
families teaze her extremely, especially on religious subjects. In 
England they wish to make her turn Protestant, and here want 
her Catholicism to be more active and to see her convert Dudley 
to their own tenets. The persecution she has even already 
undergone on this subject is so tormenting as to render her 
less disinclined to the idea of living with Lady Bute for some 

We drove to see the Sistine Chapel, after having so lately 
seen Luca Signer elli's frescoes at Orvieto, from which M. Angelo 
certainly has stolen, or rather has improved some ideas. The 
light shone strongly upon The Last Judgment ; and I never was 

1 For their contemplated journey to Sicily. 

2 Giovanni David (1789-1851), a moderate singer in comparison to 
his father, Giacomo David, though he contrived to create a great reputation 
for himself. 

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more struck with this wonderful effort of human genius. We 
went also to see the frescoes by Domenichino and Guido in S. 
Gregorio Magno. The former is much the finest. One child, 
turning from the martyrdom with horror and yet casting a 
fearful look behind, is full of expression and feeling. We gave 
a dinner to Lady Northampton, and invited Colyars, Arundels 
and Griffi. The D. Stuarts came in the evening ; and Lady 
Arundel had the vulgar ill-nature to look as black and as cross 
as she could when Lady Northampton presented her to L y Dudley. 
We passed a pleasant evening till very late with the Dudleys 
and U N. 

Oct. 16. We drove out early making farewell visits. We 
dined at Villa Gabrielli upon Dudley's invitation. The house is 
modern, and simply furnished without the least luxe or parade. 
The view it commands is one of the finest, and perhaps the most 
panoramic, within the walls of Rome. The garden is well kept, 
and tho' the P 06 Gabrielli is one of the meanest of that mean race 
of human beings Roman Princes, his avarice certainly is not 
betrayed to his visitors. Our dinner was good and plentiful ; 
there was no form or restraint and every one seemed gay and 
pleased. Our party consisted of Dudleys, Cardinal Riario, 
Trentamare an improvisatore who made complimentary verses 
during dinner upon each of the guests between the courses, the 
Confessor, who rules the house and who has made the poor, 
good-natured Princess find consolation dans la haute devotion 
since Government has deprived her of her admirer, Monsignor 
Marini. It is natural that married as she is she should seek for 
some object to love, and her affections have already been often 
placed upon children that have died away ; so that religion alone 
remains to support her thro' a life which nothing but her good 
temper and happy disposition renders less deplorable than could 
be supposed. Her husband is tyrannical, stingy, and during the 
French reign was convicted of a capital crime and was under 
sentence of death for some time. The old Prince hastened to 
Paris, obtained his son's pardon by kneeling at the K. of Rome's 
cradle when Napoleon made his first visit to the child, and on 
his return to Italy released the Prince Prassede from prison ; 
but never spoke to him again, and from the harshness of his 
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disposition of his ill-conducted son. Since his father's death and 
since his marriage with the Princess his character has improved, 
and he shows some human tenderness and feeling in his passionate 
love for his offspring. The maternal duties are punctually 
fulfilled, and during dinner the Princess bared her breast and 
suckled her last-born girl. After dinner the children and the 
Cardinal, who is very jolly and lively, played at hide and seek ; 
and tho' perhaps in an Italian party of this sort there is some 
want of refinement, there is much gaiety and unbounded good- 
humour. Edward returned to Villa Muti alone. I passed the 
evening with Lady N. 

Oct. 22. Naples. We reached Naples at about 5 o'clock, 
and lodged at the Crocelle, where we lodged in a noisy little 
room on the ground floor. We dined with the Northamptons 
and Clephanes, and went in the evening to Lady Mary's pretty 
house. We found the hostess and Gell nodding at each other 
in indigestive sleep. Her existence is entirely animal, and as 
little suited to intellectual amusement as that of a dormouse. 
Her house is pretty, and as she dreads a day without company 
she contrives, by giving dinners and allowing her drawing-room 
the freedom of conversation only known at club houses, to 
collect stray people about her and to avoid living in complete 

Oct. 23. Naples. The whole morning I devoted to house 
seeking and in vain. All I saw were dear, dirty and incon- 
venient. The proprietor of the Esterhazy Palace offered me as a 
great favor four rooms on the third story for 25 scudi a week, upon 
condition of removing in 24 hours should he find a higher bidder. 
The new house built by the young Due S* Teodoro in Chiaia is 
frightful, but only surpassed in hideousness by the vulgar, 
staring, ill-placed dwelling erected for Sir Ferdinand Acton. 
We dined with Lady Mary ; met only Terrick Hamilton, the 
translator of a dull Oriental romance called Antar. He is 
sarcastic, and his conversation shines at Lady Mary's house as 
witty and diverting, in contrast to the insipid stuff usually talked 
by her daily visitors. Lady Mary is ill and cross. The weather 
has been too hot ; and her servants have left her and disturbed 
the whole menage. She told me at dinner many family details 
descriptive of the Coventry family. She abused them all. 

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Lady Coventry 1 sets up for a moral character, and affects great 
propriety in the midst of this profligate family. She often says 
that her love of decency is so great that she never could have 
married any man who possessed the faculty of seeing her charms, 
and therefore is particularly fortunate in her blind husband. 

1 Peggy, daughter of Sir Abraham Pitches, second wife of George 
William, seventh Earl of Coventry (1758-1831), whom she married in 
1783. Lord Coventry had become blind. 


Fox and Cheney left Naples for Messina on November 15, 
accompanied by the whole Northampton party. Their stay in 
Sicily was prolonged to a period of seven months, but during 
that time Fox and his inseparable friend crossed to Malta and 
spent several weeks with John Hookham Frere and Sir Frederick 
Ponsonby, the Governor of the island. We have retained several 
entries relative to their stay there, but have omitted the whole 
of their experiences in Sicily, where the time was chiefly spent 
in Palermo. The whole party returned to Naples in June, 1829. 

April 20, Monday. Valetta. Malta. We dined with Frere 
at 7 o'clock. His wife Lady Erroll (nata Blake) is, or thinks 
herself, too ill to appear at table. Our party consisted only of 
Frere, Miss Frere his sister, and a pretty niece, Miss Jane. The 
dinner was dull. Frere and his sister were both extremely deaf ; 
both speak very low and inarticulately, and I should think it is 
many years since they have interchanged any ideas. There is 
a strong echo in the dining-room, and both eat a good deal and 
very slowly. After dinner we found Lady Erroll in the drawing- 
room. It was in an evil, and I believe in an unwary, hour that 
Frere married her. She is an Irishwoman of the worst sort, 
tho' in her youth she must have possessed one of the most 
fascinating charms of her countrywomen beauty : and indeed 
is not totally devoid of another with which they are usually 
blessed a sort of lively drollery, which is nearer wit than humour 
but scarcely deserves the name of either. The flow of her chatter 
(for conversation it cannot be called) never ceases. Her topicks 
are usually frivolous and uninteresting, her brogue is vulgar and 
offensive, her manner coarse and unladylike. Confined as she 
is by sickness to her house and almost to her couch, in this very 


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narrow circle of society few are the occasions which present 
themselves to afford even a text for her incessant harangues. 
However, she is ingenious enough always to discover some pretext 
for garrulity, and when she has exhausted all she can possibly 
say makes no scruple in recapitulating over and over again all 
she has said before. She has some Irish fun, however, and now 
and then tells a story with some drollery in the course of her 
eternal chatter. Rogers, she said, was much in love with her 
sister, Mrs Cadogan, and old Lady Elgin congratulated Lady 
Enroll on the approaching marriage. " It will be so agreable 
for her, dear Lady Enroll. Mr Rogers will read ' The Pleasures 
of Memory ' to her all day long/' 

Frere is in better health and spirits than when I last saw 
him. Obliged to reside in this African climate for the preserva- 
tion of Lady ErroH's precarious life, he is cut off from all his 
former pursuits and engagements, and suffers sadly from ennui. 
Early friendship and a sincere hatred of the Jacobinical opinions 
against which Mr Canning levelled, in his youth, all the shafts 
of his brilliant wit, threw Frere among the ranks of that great 
man's followers ; though the contracted views of his political 
creed made him, I suspect, disapprove very much of his principal's 
return to liberal opinions at the close of his career. Frere is of 
a small Norfolk family, of the antiquity of which he feels the 
most childish pride worthy of Mrs Clephane and not of a man of 
his great acquirements and humorous singularity. He is one of 
the best Greek scholars in England, and has long been employed 
in a very clever translation of Aristophanes, to which I fear he 
has sacrificed all intention of finishing his original, whimsical 
poem, The Father of the Beppos and Don Juans. He launched 
forth against Gibbon this evening. He will not allow it to be a 
standard book. He says it is too full of the spirit of the times, 
of the philosophical cant of the day. That no book can be good, 
which, instead of displaying the mind and opinions of the author, 
merely betrays the author's mind to have been warped and swayed 
by the prejudices of the times. He contrasted Clarendon and 
Gibbon. The former he called a great statesman retiring from 
a world he knew and scorned to narrate events he had witnessed. 
The other, he said, was " a fantastic old fop poking himself into 
fashion." Frere showed me some of his Greek medals, which are 

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extremely beautiful. The greater part of them he has deposited 
with his bank in London. A strange pleasure some collectors have, 
to possess and yet never to see the beautiful objects in the pur- 
suit of which they are willing to sacrifice so much time and money. 

April 21. We are very comfortably lodged, enjoying a view 
as nearly pretty as anything in this barren, arid island can be. 
Lord Byron's description of it is incomparable. It is just a 
" little military hothouse." We walked a little about the town, 
but found all the shops shut. This week I believe it to be nearly 
impossible to get anything done in the town. The piety of the 
natives is of course much increased by the dominion of hereticks. 
We have, however, respected and protected their religion on 
every occasion possible, and three years ago a private and an 
officer were severely punished for refusing to treat the Host with 
the usual military honors ; they were actuated in their refusal 
by fanatical Calvinistic opinions. 

At twelve o'clock Frere called for us. I went with him in 
a calessa, his sister and niece following in another, and Edward 
alone in a third. A calessa is a strange conveyance and not 
very comfortable ; it is the body of a small chariot, in shape 
like a sedan-chair, placed upon two gigantic wheels, and drawn 
by one small horse or mule. The driver runs by the side of the 
animal, and sometimes, but seldom, sits for a few minutes on the 
shaft. The motion is uneasy. The pace, however, is very rapid. 
These men, who are extremely able-bodied and well-made, will 
sometimes run for 16 or 18 miles without repose. Frere was 
amusing and in spirits. We talked of Shakespeare. He told me 
that he had lately discovered who Shakespeare had in his head 
when he wrote the character of Falconbridge. That in his time 
Sir John Perrot was exhibiting at court and in his government 
in Ireland exactly the same turbulent, free-spoken sort of wit, 
and that he was known to be a bastard of Henry the Sth's. 
This is one among a thousand of Frere's whimsical discoveries, 
which generally are the result of much desultory reading and of 
a humorous fancy, and tho' often, as perhaps in the present 
instance, merely the creation of his own lively imagination and 
easily dispelled before the graver criticism of some learned com- 
mentator or pedantic chronologist, are invariably lively and 
receive additional force from his good-humoured, childish attach- 

Sir M. A. Shee pinxit 


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ment to his own theories and speculations. We talked of 
Memoirs. I asked him if Canning had left any. He told me 
not, and said he thought him a most unlikely person to have 
kept a diary. Frere lamented much that he had not done so 
himself when in an official capacity, as these pieces of auto- 
biography are not only so interesting but so useful to posterity. 
He blamed Sir W m Drummond for continuing to study when in 
a responsible situation, and added, " When I was in Spain I 
never opened a single book or continued any of my favorite 
pursuits." I am sorry he told me this. Liking Frere as I do, 
I should wish to think the many and fatal blunders he made at 
that time were the result of over-application to classical and 
desultory reading and an inattention (highly culpable but yet 
rather excusable in such a man) to the duties of his office and to 
the interests of his country. He repeated to me some of his 
translations of Aristophanes and some of his original poem, with 
which, however, he is quite out of conceit ; the English public have 
so ill understood and so ill received it. Lord Byron's poems, writ- 
ten in the same metre, have completely eclipsed the very little 
popularity it was likely to obtain. He felt perhaps a little of the 
jalousie de metier, when he told me with much dry humour that 
when last in London his shoemaker had complained that his Lord- 
ship had done a great deal of harm to the young men of the day. 
April 24. Frere's very bigoted, narrow-minded opinions 
contrast very oddly with the line of politicks into which his 
connexion with Canning has thrown him. In his heart he is 
sorry for the passing of the Catholic Question, though he has 
voted for it for so many years. The only speeches he admires 
are those that have been made against it. The only consequence 
he sees in it, is the necessity for supporting and maintaining 
the Church of England and for keeping down the Catholics as 
much as possible. I know no one more disposed to be illiberal 
than Frere, tho' he is one of the best-hearted, most generous 
of human beings. I talked about the liberty of the press of 
its occasional evils, but of its inestimable value. I said how much 
it would puzzle a legislator for a new state in a turbulent state 
like that of Greece to restrain its inevitable licence. Frere 
suggested that no one should be at liberty to write anonymously, 
that it seemed to him the only just restraint which could be put 

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upon it. The idea is, I think, just, and I wish that, or anything 
else, could be done to prevent the daily atrocities one sees in 
the English journals. It is the scourge of England. I dined 
with Frere. E. C. was invited to dine at the 85th Mess. There 
were no strangers. Lady Erroll bored as usual in the evening. 
Frere slept aloud ! ! ! And I got off as early as I could. 

April 25. Gozo. The house in which the General * lives is 
extremely small. He and Lady Emily received me very kindly. 
They are living in great retirement, and have carried with them 
none of the luxuries and very few of the comforts of life. They 
have only one servant, a Greek. The dinner was very unpre- 
tending and simple. We sat some time in the drawing-room, the 
General smoking all the time. He is one of the simplest, most 
manly, unaffected men I know, with very good sterling sense, a 
sweet temper, and with the manners and experience of a man 
that has seen much of the world and has profited by what he has 
seen. The extreme, patient good-humour with which he sub- 
mitted to all his sufferings during the battle of Waterloo and in 
his very slow recovery afterwards, are said to have been the 
means of carrying him thro'. The slightest irritability would 
have proved fatal for many days or even weeks. Since that day 
he has been unable to use the fingers of his right hand and now 
writes with his left ; but he contrives with singular ingenuity to 
wield a racket or indeed to clench anything with it. Lady Emily 
is just as she was before her marriage, very good-humoured, but 
with a silly giggling manner, which often offends, tho' only meant 
to do so occasionally. The child is the image of Lady Caroline 
Lamb, and bids fair, I think, to be as spoiled and as wilful. 

The General told me that Lord Hastings died in such debt in 
Malta, that all the furniture in the Palace was seized when he 
arrived. To his cook alone he owed 500. His property was 
sold after his death to satisfy these demands. 

April 26. Sunday. We breakfasted with Lady Emily. The 
General, who had been up for hours, remained smoking in the 
veranda. After breakfast he came and talked with us. He has 
acquired by his rapid rise no humbug and pomp of office, but is 

1 Major-General Hon. Sir Frederick Ponsonby (see ante, p. 63) was 
Governor of Malta from 1826 till 1835. He married, in 1825, Emily 
Charlotte, youngest daughter of Henry, third Earl Bathurst. She died 
in 1877. He was severely wounded at Waterloo. 

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just as free and open as I remember him fifteen years ago. 

April 27. Valetta. We breakfasted with Lady Emily, the 
General having gone out shooting very early. He is one of the 
keenest sportsmen I know, and at this season of migration the 
flight of quails upon this island is sometimes prodigious. Lady 
Emily complains sadly of the cruel manner in which poor Frere's 
benevolence is imposed upon by all those who get about him. 
There is a Mr Gatt, of whom Frere rents his house at the Pieta, 
who is a great rogue, and besides extorting money from him 
under various pretences, is always making him apply to the 
General for some place or other, and often Frere coaxes Lady 
Emily to get him invited to the balls and parties at the Palace, 
though she seldom can do so with the Gen 1 ' 8 permission. Once 
Frere came out to the Ponsonbys in the middle of a very hot 
summer's day to the country house, in order to petition for the 
place of a dying man for Gatt. It was refused, and every time 
he meets with a refusal Frere pays the amount of the salary to 
satisfy the greedy Gatt. Once the General did offer him a small 
place, but Gatt judged rightly to refuse it, as he finds Frere's 
generosity so much more profitable. 

May 5. Frere was entertaining. He told me two epigrams : 
the last he owned was his ; the first I believe is too. The town 
of Exeter does not enjoy a very good reputation, chiefly owing, 
I believe, to the neighbourhood of Lord Courtenay's place, 
Powderham. A traveller passing thro' observed opposite the inn 
window the Fire Insurance Office kept by a man called Lot. He 
wrote on the pane : 

" Here are two securities 
That the men of Exeter have got 
Against the punishment of their impurities, 
The Insurance Office and the righteous Lot." 

The other was on Lord Carrington's 1 door in Whitehall, at the 
house he bought of L d Stafford : 

" Tom Smith lives here, 
Who is made a peer, 
And takes the pen from behind his ear." 

Palace. Valetta. May 8. We drove to S fc Antonio and 
walked about the gardens, which are now full of every brilliant 
flower oleander, geranium, passion-flower, roses, &c., &c. The 
1 Robert Smith (1752-1838), created Lord Carrington in 1796. 

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pepper-tree is trained against a high wall near the entrance and 
falls most gracefully. We dined with Nugent. 1 Met only 
the Freres and Eaton. The dinner was, as usually, excellent. 
Our host dilated much upon every dish, especially upon 
some foie-gras, of which he gave us the account from the 
Almanac des gourmands with great emphasis and animation. 
We talked of novels, La nouvelle Heloise, Delphine and others ; 
the details were growing so very particular that old Frere told his 
niece to retire, tho' Mrs Nugent did not shew any disposition to 
move. On their retreat he indulged himself in some wine and 
much indecent conversation, and then launched forth into all 
his usual bigotry upon political and religious subjects. Nugent 
talked sensibly and expressed himself often with justness. His 
opinions appear to be those of a liberal man who knows the world 
and justly values the intolerance of his neighbours. Frere at 
dinner defended torture. I was not the least surprized ; but his 
niece who sat next to me was, and whispered that every day she 
lived, even with the most benevolent people, she felt more con- 
vinced of the truth of what has been often said, that no one is fit 
to be an absolute sovereign. Frere's intolerance, bigotry and 
love of aristocracy is quite childish, and in arguing with him I 
was perhaps betrayed into too much personality by glancing at 
his unfitness for the governorship of an island (which he solicited 
from Canning and was of course refused) and the vegetating 
insignificance of old families. He tried to enrage me by alluding 
to the novelty of my own name ; but it was not a topic likely to 
vex me, and the manner in which he did it was neither ingenious 
nor lively. E.G. reasoned every side in the space of five minutes 
for the Church and against the Church, for the admirable clear- 
ness of the doctrines we profess, and then against the Articles to 
which we are bound to subscribe, and against the catechism 

1 " May 3. We called on Nugent. He is settled here in a small situa- 
tion and has married a daughter of Mrs Whitmore. He is LuttrelTs 
half-brother, and it is unfortunate for him that he apes to be as witty 
as the former. His conversation is tedious from his efforts at wit and 
pleasantry. He has lived much in good company, and knows all the tittle- 
tattle of London for the last forty years. His introduction into society 
of course was the consequence of his brother's agreable conversation, and 
he repaid Luttrell in a much more substantial manner by generously 
dividing his fortune with him, when the latter was deserted and neglected 
by his barbarous father, Lord Carhampton." 

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which is to expound those Articles. Our political, bawdy and 
religious discussions kept us till very late in the dining-room. 
We only staid a few minutes after coffee. 

Frere at dinner owned his alarm at Mr Pitt, who seemed 
inclined to do too much. He said that had it not been for the 
F. Revolution, which prevented his attempting any innovation, 
he knows Pitt had a plan of buying the tithes and paying the 
clergy a regular stipend from the Treasury, which would in a 
great measure have relieved the landholders from a most odious 
tax and have rendered the churchmen a little less vexatious and 
grasping. Perhaps even Pitt had some notion of equalizing 
the Bishops and preventing translations. All these innovations 
Frere deprecates, as he says the Church of England, as it stands, 
appears to him faultless. 

June ij. 1 Naples. We were not admitted to the Studii, 
because the K. and Q. of Sardinia had just visited them. The 
reason seemed to me a strange one. We dined with Monsignore 
Caprecelatro, formerly Archbishop of Tarento. I found him, as 
he ever is, friendly and amiable, lively in his conversation, and 
full of his usual vigour and freshness of intellect. His figure 
appeared a little sunk, and I cannot help fearing his health is not 
so robust as it was. We met at his house a Principino Santa 
Severino. Prince Cariati sat with us while we dined. Our fare 
was excellent and the dinner passed most agreably. After 
dinner I went to Serrazoro's terrace, where I met T. G. by appoint- 
ment. Events have occurred since we met, which, she says, must 
put a barrier to the extent of our intimacy, tho' she can love only 
me. There was much sentiment displayed in the choice of 
Serrazoro's terrace for this very painful and extraordinary con- 
versation. It was here that, in 1825, our first amatory conver- 
sation took place, and tonight we each pretended to be taking 
an eternal farewell. I joined E. C. at the Casino del Re, and 
passed the evening hearing all the low gossip of Rome, which 
L y N. has heard from the second-rate sort of society in which 
she has been revelling there. The night was almost cold. Rain 
fell in the morning and the air was very chilly all day. 

1 Fox and Edward Cheney had reached Naples on the previous day, 
on their return from Sicily. 


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June 18. I got up very late. We dined with ]> Northampton. 
The death of their cook has been a good event for them ; 
they could not find a worse and some of the dishes are now eat- 
able. I met my cousin Harry Fox (called here Black Fox) and 
Sir W m Gell, the latter in admirable looks, but does not seem to 
have got more than one new story since November. L y West- 
morland's chasseur has left her and, when much pressed to assign 
the reason for doing so, said that her ladyship used to take him 
into fields full of wild buffaloes at midnight, and that he could 
no longer bear it. We went to the Opera. 

June 20. I got up very late. We dined en famille with the 
Northamptons. I visited T. G. at 8 o'clock. When I had been 
with her about ten minutes, five rings at the bell announced a 
visitor about to climb to her fifth story. Gallant women do well 
to live up so high where this is the custom. L d Fitzharris l came 
into the room ; he looked daggers at us both. However he soon 
tamed his anger, and we all three fell into conversation. I flat- 
tered him on his beauty, his talents, and the distress that was 
felt at Palermo on account of his declining to go into society, so 
that in a quarter of an hour I coaxed him into good humour. 
Very late to bed. 

June 22. I dressed in a great hurry, as Princess Butera sent 
to say she would receive me before 12 o'clock, and I was anxious 
to thank her in person for the obliging letter she wrote about my 
lodging in the Butera Palace. She lives in a small apartment at 
Pizzofalcone. She received us in a room so darkened that I 
could not see her as well as I wished. She is extremely tall, has 
been fat, and is still en bon point. The upper part of her face is 
very beautiful even now ; tho' she is 65, her skin is white as 
snow and the expression of her eyes very pleasing. She spoke 
of Sicily with the feelings one might expect. Remembering what 
has been and seeing what is, she owned she could not bear to 
visit it. The English, she says, she individually loves and owes 
much to them, but their betrayal of her country she dwelt upon 
with much asperity. I was sorry she chose to carry on the con- 
versation in French, which she speaks but imperfectly and cannot 
express herself with great facility. Her manner is dignified and 
ladylike ; her voice is harsh and more like an Italian's than a 

1 James Howard, Viscount FitzHarris (1807-89), who succeeded his 
father, in 1841, as third Earl of Malmesbury. 

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Sicilian's. E. C. dined at Mergellina 1 early. I staid at home'all 
morning and dined at half-past six with Lady Drummond. She 
lives in the great apartment above Monsignore Caprecelatro. 
Her guests were as usual ill-chosen, and her party dull : L d 
Fitzharris, Catrofiano, a handsome Russian giant, L d A. Hill, and 
her two nephews. I sat by L d Fitzharris. He is an affected 
young man, very handsome, and extremely flattered by having 
obtained success with T. G. a triumph he seems to suppose 
hitherto unheard of. He is not the least clever, and too much 
occupied with his own looks and manners to be agreable. Tom 
Stewart is dreadfully distressed at his wearing no neckcloth, and 
appealed to me whether the young Lord could really be in his 
senses. I assured him I thought him quite sane and very judi- 
cious to shew off a fine throat, and that every one who had a fine 
throat to display would do well to follow Fitzharris's example. 
I took Fitzharris to the old Archbishop, who was playing at 
scoppa. I only staid there a few minutes. On my return I went 
with E. C. to the Northamptons, where as usual I passed a dull 
evening. Sir H. Davy is dead at Geneva. E. C. had a slight 
attack of fever and we went home early. 

June 23. I called on Fitzharris. I found him slightly 
clothed reading T. G.'s copy of Glenarvon, 2 of which the history is 
droll. Lady C. Lamb gave it to Henry Webster. He gave it to 
M e Martinetti. She sent it to Lord Byron. T. G. became pos- 
sessed of it at his death, and now it has been read by each of her 
admirers. L d Fitzharris does not improve on acquaintance. He 
is dull and affected. T. G. says his temper is very bad, and 
notwithstanding all his exquisite refinement I do not think his 
manners are at all good. We dined at Mergellina at 4, to meet 
M. and M e Ribonpierre, 3 Princess Wolkonsky, M., M e and some 
M Uea Foss (the Prussian Minister, to whom the hostess is paying 
great court for the sake of her future hopeful brother-in-law, 
Baron Normorn), Baron Dashberg, old Selvazzi, &c., &c. I sat 
between M e Foss and the P sse Wolkonsky. The former is vulgar 
and inquisitive ; the latter clever and rather agreable. She has 
been much about, and talks sensibly about what she has seen. 
Last year she was in England, and she told me when she met the 

1 At Lady Northampton's. 

2 Lady Caroline Lamb's well-known novel. 

3 Russian Ambassador to the Porte. 

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Grande Duchesse Helene here she quite astonished her by re- 
peating the abuse j P 88 Lieven had lavished upon Canning, 
for the Grande D 88e had not had any communication with the 
Ambassadress since the Minister's death, and then her language 
was, as might be expected, very different. 

June 24. I called with E. C. on M. Ribonpierre. We found 
him tMe-a-te'te with Madame. He is a middle-aged man, with a 
very French manner and an agreable, unaffected delivery. He 
spoke of his colleagues at Constantinople. Mr Stratford Canning 
he praised, but could not resist rather ridiculing the stiffness of 
his manners and his love of etiquette and overstrained decorum 
and exaggerated discretion. He evidently dislikes him, tho' he 
esteems his character. When the news came of the battle of 
Navarin, M. Ribonpierre's family were living on the shore of the 
Black Sea in a villa only accessible by sea and about 20 miles 
distant from the capital. He described in very strong and, I 
believe, in true colors his excessive alarm for their safety. They 
accuse him of not possessing much personal courage, or of stand- 
ing very well the test to which it was put. On the day the battle 
was fought he was occupied in attending the Sultan at a review 
of his troops, newly drilled according to the European methods, 
which was got up partly to intimidate the whole Corps Diplo- 
matique and to strike awe into his breast in particular. He says 
it was a beautiful sight, but not one calculated to inspire much 
apprehension, for the Sultan has only succeeded in teaching his 
troops the marching and countermarching, which can be learnt 
from a subaltern ; but that of the evolutions and discipline to 
bring whole divisions into action, they remain perfectly ignorant. 
He praised extremely the talents of the Sultan. 1 The whole 
system of reform which he is now gradually introducing into 
Turkey, he learnt from his cousin, Selim, during six months of 
captivity which they shared before the latter's death after his 
dethronement. He at that time developed to Mahmoud (then 
quite a young man) how he saw this revolution might be effected. 
When, many years afterwards, Mahmoud mounted the throne, 

1 Mahmoud II, Sultan from 1808 till 1838. Selim III, who had reigned 
from 1789, was deposed in 1807 and put to death. His successor, Mustapha 
IV, Mahmoud 's brother, was a puppet in the hands of the Janissaries, 
and was removed from the throne by a counter-revolution in 1808. 

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he began taking measures to establish what Selim had attempted 
but failed in doing. Possessed as he was of all the secrets Selim 
had unfolded to him, and master of many curious facts which 
he could only have obtained from one of such experience, he 
was aware of the advantages he had, and has turned them to 
account. Ribonpierre says his whole knowledge was acquired 
from Selim. His education had previously been much neglected 
in the Seraglio where he was brought up, and even now he is 
grossly ignorant : but his natural ability is considerable. 

Laval Montmorency has just refused the portfolio of F. 
Affairs at Paris. He justly estimates his own abilities. M. 
Ribonpierre told me that many years ago, when Laval was 
travelling with his tutor in Italy, they saw two pictures in a 
gallery said in the guide-book to be painted par des contem- 
porains. Laval in a moment of absence asked his tutor what 
the word contemporains meant. The man explained, and said, 
" Pour exemple, vous et moi nous sommes des contemporains." 
" Bah ! Bah ! " replied Laval, " que voulez-vous dire, nous ne 
savons pas dessiner ni Tun ni I'autre." These foolish mistakes 
have sometimes passed for wit and given him a very unmerited 
reputation for saying bons mots. 

June 25. We dined with the Archbishop. Our guests were : 
Mrs Dodwell, Cell, Visconti, P ce Santa Severino, Marchese 
Malaspina, Giraud, and a Professor of Oriental languages, who 
puzzled Gell by talking modern Greek. I sat by Mrs Dodwell, 1 
who is in excessive beauty and very tearing spirits at the acces- 
sion of fortune she has got by the death of her father-in-law. 
She gave a deplorable account of the society this year at Rome, 
and abused with great cordiality all the English ladies who gave 
themselves airs there. She is very clever. Totally uneducated 
and born of very vulgar parents, she has acquired considerable 
information and a manner far superior to most of her country- 
women, formed entirely on the model of a French petite maitresse. 
She speaks French with a fluency and correctness very rarely 
attainable by any Italian, and tho' the objects of her imitation 
have not been very well selected, she certainly has succeeded in 
copying them most faithfully. It was late before we sat down to 

1 Dodwell's wife, more than thirty years his junior, was a daughter of 
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dinner. The dinner lasted long, and we took a very short even- 
ing drive before going to drink tea at Mergellina, where we found 
Sir W. Cell. Unfortunately before the old lady and Wilmira he 
began most unconsciously abusing and ridiculing M. and M e 
Foss, the Prussian Minister. It was a most untoward subject, 
for the old lady is just beginning to become more reconciled to 
the idea of Wilmira's marriage with Baron Normorn, because'she 
imagines he is greatly related and that these very Foss' are 
most illustrious in point of rank and birth. Unwittingly it was 
upon their rank and birth that Gell fell foul. He called M e Foss 
(the worthy Baron's aunt) an old housekeeper or laundress, and 
said that she was something very low indeed in her own country. 
The old lady was annoyed. Wilmira turned white and scarlet 
alternately, and L y N. behaved, as she always does, very foolishly, 
and in a manner to render the conversation much more dis- 
tressing to her mother and sister, instead of contriving to change 
the topics. I could not help, however, being diverted. It was 
a scene such as one reads in Miss Burney's novels but scarcely 
ever has the luck to witness. I felt, however, for poor Wilmira, 
who must have been sadly vexed to hear the very things said 
against her admirer that would have more effect in poisoning 
Mrs Clephane's mind against him, than if Gell had accused him 
and all his family of breaking the Decalogue daily. We drove 
after tea to Santa Lucia. There we saw several supper-tables 
spread out in the streets and jolly parties feasting at them. I 
was hungry, and the scene was so gay and tempting that we 
ordered a table and remained a whole hour supping there, while 
a musician played and sung to me some of the gayest Neapolitan 
airs. I seldom passed a more agreable evening. In this 
heavenly climate, in the society of one I love so much as I do 
E. C., and so well and happy as I feel, that even the idea of 
going speedily to England did not make me sad. 

June 26. My carriage is free from the Dogana. We shall 
start on Sunday. We staid at home all morning. M. Ribon- 
pierre called upon us ; he sat some time. He has a great horror 
of the Turks they massacred his father, and he seems to have 
apprehended the same fate almost all the time he was at Con- 
stantinople. The Turks, he says, drink wine much in private, 
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without betraying any symptoms of inebriety not only quantity 
but vast variety they will take with impunity. The present 
Sultan is not a bigot, but yet very decorous in the outward forms 
of religion. A Turk of rank once came to a fete given by his 
predecessor at Constantinople. The F. Ambassador was present 
and joined the dance. The Turk observed to one of the Russian 
attaches that the fete must have cost the Ambassador a vast 
sum. The Russian said that all parties were expensive, but why 
did he imagine this one to be unusually so ? " Because," he said, 
" it must have been for a very considerable sum of money that 
your master could engage the F. Ambassador to dance for his 

June 27. I went in the morning to take leave of T. G. We 
took a tender leave. I shall always feel excessive interest and 
regard for T. G., and I think she has shewn much generosity and 
nobleness of character in many occasions. Certainly her conduct 
to me has always been most admirable, considering my very un- 
pardonable neglect of her ; nor can I the least blame her for taking 
a fresh lover when I had deserted her in the manner I had done. 

I drove with E. C. to the terra-cotta manufacture, where I 
bought some porcelain plates and earthenware dishes for Fras- 
cati. The prices are rather high I think, but the objects are very 
beautiful. We dined at half-past 5 at M. Ribonpierre's. We 
met Lady N., various Russian attaches, and Countess Samniloff, 
M e Ribonpierre's niece, who is following the singer David about 
Europe in the most open and least reputable manner possible. 
She is young, but has no other beauty ; her features are large 
and coarse, her skin dark brown and dirty, her figure bad, her 
voice harsh, and her manners certainly not genteel and indeed 
scarcely decent. Her dress was in the extremity of fashion, 
sleeves wider and fuller than any I have yet seen ; but the whole 
of it seemed contrived to shew more of her skinny person than 
it is usual to shew in a drawing-room. The dinner was not very 
good. The house is well mounted and well served. We passed 
the evening at Mergellina and took leave of the family, as we go 
tomorrow. The bill of the Gran Bretagna is enormous ; the 
house very ill-served and very bad. I shall never return to it. 

Rome. June 29. St. Peter's Day. Mrs Colyar described the 
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some. One of the French Cardinals (le Prince de Croy), who 
came for the Conclave, was a ridiculous little chatterbox. Lady 
Arundel assured Mrs Colyar that the antiquity of his family 
surpassed all belief, and told her that it was a current story in 
France that the Almighty said to Noah, " Que faites-vous avec 
ce sac-la ? " Noah replied, " Mon Seigneur, je sauve le Prince 
de Croy." The Almighty was satisfied and only said, " Ah ! 
vous faites tres bien." The evening was fine and cloudless, and 
the air was freshened by the rain. I walked a little about the 

June 30. We drove to the Forum and Coliseum. Since my 
absence much has been done to excavate and level this inter- 
esting spot. The earth all about Constantine's Arch has been 
cleared away, and now they are busy in excavating the Temple 
of Venus and Roma. When the whole project is carried into 
effect it will greatly improve the general appearance of the place, 
but at present of course the heaps of rubbish and piles of stones 
encumber the ground and spoil the effect. Rome is in full 
beauty. The verdure, in consequence of the backward and 
rainy summer, is in brilliant freshness. The air is cool, and the 
sky of that dark, deep blue only seen in this season and in these 
latitudes. It requires a strong sense of duty to enable me to 
leave these scenes, in which I am so happy, for cloudy skies and 
for the angry discussions which I expect in England. Every 
day I pass brings me nearer and nearer to the dreaded hour of 

I called on Prince and Princess Montfort. I found the P BB 
alone. She was very gracious and amiable, as I have invariably 
found her. She has no wit or brilliancy in conversation, but has 
good humour and good sense, which upon the long run are more 
necessary for social intercourse. Jerome came in soon after- 
wards. They both joined in well-merited and, I believe, sincere 
praise of Dudley. Lady Shrewsbury sent Chatillon (who by the 
by lived for fourteen years on Lucien Bonaparte's bounty) to 
psse d e Montfort, to tell her that she could not come to her house 
if she met Lady Dudley there. The P* 86 answered with spirit 
that she was very sorry to have to make her choice between an 
old friend and a niece, but that she could not hesitate for a 
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that for the future Lady S. could not expect to cross her thres- 
hold. I went to Mrs Colyar, where I met M e Bevilacqua, a very 
pretty Ferrarese married to a miserable-looking Venetian, whom 
she persuades to come every year to Rome to superintend the 
modern works of art, while she is installed as the favourite of 
K. Jerome. 

Mrs Colyar told me details of Lady Arundel's rudeness and 
ingratitude towards her and her husband, that quite astonished 
even from such a very unamiable character. On the evening of 
Chateaubriand's first party, Lady Westmorland, Lady Arundel 
and Mrs Colyar were the only English ladies invited. Cardinals, 
Roman Princesses, and some German Royalties, formed the rest 
of the assembly. Mrs Colyar knew no one. Lady W. would not 
speak to her. When a chair became vacant she crossed the room 
to sit by Lady Arundel, who received her by saying, " This is not 
the moment, Mrs Colyar, to make a move. You had better re- 
turn to your place." Soon after Lady Arundel's introduction to 
Lady D. Stuart at my dinner in October last, they met at a 
party, and Lady Dudley, after some conversation had passed in 
which she thought they had interchanged civilities, said, " J'ai 
eu 1'honneur de passer chez vous ce matin : j'y ai laisse une 
carte." Lady A. jumped up, and darting a look at Lady Dudley, 
said before bystanders, " Je ne recois jamais chez moi des femmes 
comme vous." This story L y Shrewsbury told the P 88e de 
Montfort as a proof of Lady Arundel's decision and propriety of 
conduct. What can be thought of society, if such Billingsgate 
language and manners are to be tolerated. 

July i. I went with E. C. to Gibson's studio, where I saw but 
little to admire. After dinner I called on Bunsen, 1 who lives in 
the Palazzo Caffarelli. My object was to find if I could secure 
this apartment now he leaves it for a house on the Quirinal. I 
was too late. Chateaubriand has taken it for six years, and pays 
for it without furniture only 400 scudi a year. It would suit 
E. C. and me most admirably. The views it commands are unique 
there is nothing so fine in Europe. The rooms themselves are 
not very good or at all spacious. Bunsen is a hard-headed, 

1 Christian Karl Josias Bunsen (1791-1868), diplomat, archaeologist and 
theologian. He was appointed Prussian resident Minister in Rome in 
1827 ; and was Ambassador in London, 1842-54. 

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sensible man. He has in his house at present a very beautiful 
torso of Greek workmanship, which he has just bought for the 
K. of Prussia. He only paid 500 scudi for it, and it is well worth 
3,000. He has some pretty vases and objects of antiquity of his 
own. He shewed me a very beautiful ivory figure of Christ 
bound in the Temple, which had belonged to Frederick the 
Great and was given to him by the P ce of Prussia : it is evidently 
of Italian execution, and has been done in the best days under 
Michael Angelo or Benvenuto. He told me he was much pleased 
that de Gregorio had not been elected, that he was not a trust- 
worthy man and had always been a time-server. The present 
Pope * he praised, and he says that he already is said to repent 
the appointment of Cardinal Albani 2 to the Secretaryship. 

When Chateaubriand took leave of His Holiness he thanked 
him for the civil speeches and kind expressions with which the 
Pope loaded him, and then added that above all he had one deep 
obligation to him. Pius VIII asked him what he meant. He 
replied, " His Holiness' appointment of Cardinal Albani to the 
Ministry, that had prevented his being named Premier by Charles 
X a situation much too arduous and difficult for him to accept 
willingly, but which he should not think himself entitled to 
decline." He is gone to Paris for the purpose of intriguing for 
office, and merely pretends to seek for retirement and tranquillity 
at Rome in hopes of disguising his real views from public obser- 
vation. He has taken this house without any intention, or at 
least any wish, to inhabit it. However, should his intrigues fail, 
perhaps he may be forced to seek for unwished tranquillity in 
this lovely situation. We passed the evening with the Colyars. 

The present Pope was very nearly obtaining the tiara at the 
Conclave which preceded Leo's election. Cardinal Fesch at the 
head of a small party was only required to secede, and then the 
election would be complete. He consented to do so, provided 
Castiglione would certainly name some other than Consalvi as 
Secretary of State. Vidoni promised to ascertain this before the 
meeting of the Conclave on the following morning. He called 

1 Pope Leo XII (della Genga) had died early in the year, and Pius VIII 
(Frangois Xavier Castiglione) had been elected in his place, The latter 
died the following year. 

2 Cardinal Giuseppe Albani (1750-1834). 

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upon Castiglione in his cell, congratulated him on the certainty 
of his election, told him that he had hastened to pay his respects 
to the future Sovereign, and then talked on indifferent subjects. 
Just as he was leaving the room, he carelessly asked what he 
thought of doing when he became Pontiff. The thoughtless 
Cardinal replied that the State was going on so well that he 
should not be disposed to make any alteration. Vidoni took his 
leave with much assumed veneration and regard, hastened to 
betray the intentions of Castiglione, and next day he had scarcely 
a vote. Delia Genga was fixed up on account of his personal 
hatred to Consalvi, and also for the very precarious state of his 

Since the elevation of Pius VIII to the throne he has become 
invisible. The first day of his election he wept on the balcony. 
Pasquin said, " II bambino a pianto e poi dormito." He assumed 
the name of Pius in regard for Pius VII, who bestowed the hat 
upon him chiefly on account of the following story. When 
Bishop of Mont alto, he refused to promulgate the edict made 
by the French against the Pope's temporal power. He was ex- 
pelled from his bishopric, and reduced to such poverty that he 
walked to Milan. Near the gates of Milan a peasant, struck by 
his appearance, took compassion upon him and begged him to 
mount the ass he was riding. The bishop refused for some time 
but at length was prevailed upon when the man assured him he 
did not expect any remuneration, for the poor priest was unable 
to afford any. He entered Milan in this manner, and was long 
maintained by the charity of his friends. Pius VII was told this 
story on his way to France, and, struck with his piety and for- 
titude, resolved to reward him with a hat if ever he should have 
it in his power. Pius VII was one of the few sovereigns of 
modern times who had pleasure in bestowing honor upon merit, 
and Castiglione was one of the first Cardinals he made. 

July 2. Villa Muti, Frascati. With E. C. I went to see 
Severn's studio. He is rather a pretty artist, but a most pro- 
voking little cox-comb cursed with a false idea of having been 
born a natural genius, and for ever detailing the singular traits 
and peculiarities of his own extraordinary temper and character. 
He told us a great deal of Lady W.'s violent and unladylike 
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marriage, to write a letter to him by which she hoped to make 
him suspect the purity of his wife's conduct previous to her 
marriage. I dined with Prince Montfort. I met there, beside 
his Princess and his lord and lady-in-waiting, M. and M e Bevi- 
lacqua, M. Kuhl (the Wurtemberg Minister). The King and 
Queen walked out of the room before their guests. They were 
helped first, and I thought the royal etiquettes seemed to be 
observed with more punctuality than usual. I sat next to Her 
Majesty. She told me that she had formerly been betrothed to 
the D. of Cambridge, but that she herself, tho' a girl, had broken 
the marriage, from the horror she conceived of all our Royal 
Family, especially the old Queen, from the accounts given her 
by her mother-in-law, the Princess Royal, who hated, and 
apparently with reason, her whole family. M. Kiihl is just 
returned from England. The only thing which he seems really 
to have admired is the Penitentiary at Vauxhall Bridge. 

July 6. Bunsen told some droll stories of Chateaubriand. 
He cries aloud now for war, that France may regain her geogra- 
phical limits. This he said to M. de Celles, 1 who replied that 
he did not dread being vis-a-vis to France ; that in case she in- 
vaded Flanders the allies would invade her territory, that there 
would be an internal revolution and a subversion of the present 
dynasty. " Eh ! bien done/' answered the ultra, " nous avons 

July 10. We drove from Frascati after dinner into Rome. 
At the post I found a letter from my aunt announcing to me the 
possibility of my sister's marriage to Lord Lilford. 2 I was 
excessively astonished, but I hardly know enough of the young 
man to be either glad or sorry. The news makes me very impa- 
tient to reach London. We called on the Colyars. 

July ii. We went to see the Prince of Canino's 3 vases from 
Corneto. These however are only the refuse of the collection. 
The best are still at Musignano. He is quite wild upon the subject, 
and is convinced that the spot he is excavating is the place from 

1 Antoine Charles, Comte de Visher de Celles (1769-1841), Dutch 
Minister to the Vatican. 

2 Thomas Atherton, third Lord Lilford (1801-61), son of Thomas, 
second Baron. He married Mary Fox in May, 1830, 

3 Lucien Bonaparte, 

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whence sprung all the arts and all the good taste of Greece. His 
theories are very romantic and absurd. Unwillingly he grants 
that his vases were made subsequent to the deluge. This is 
the usual fault of all antiquarians, and renders them the ridicu- 
lous, extravagant set of pedants they are, instead of making 
their researches at all valuable. The vases I saw are kept in a 
very dark, low room in the Palazzo Valentini ; they are very 
large, but most of them have been broken and are extremely 
ill put together. Some of the designs are good, but some are so 
far superior to those of the Sicilian and Neapolitan vases, as 
entirely to eclipse them. We were shewn them by the Chevalier 
Boyer (Lucien's Vice-Principe) and a German professor, who 
seemed very anxious to make me think him very profound. He 
did not succeed ; for ignorant as I am, I know enough to perceive 
that he was talking nonsense upon a subject of which he knows 
nothing. One of the great points of dispute is whether the vases 
were made upon the spot, or whether they all came from Greece. 
I wonder reasonable men can discuss a point which seems so self 
evident. It is preposterous to imagine that such thousands of 
this brittle ware could in those days have been transported such 
a distance with impunity. Besides, there seems no reason to 
believe that they were considered of much value. 

We drove to the Villa Borghese and upon the Monte Pincio, 
where we met Lady Westmorland. She started on seeing me, 
and dispatched the chasseur across the green to stop the carriage 
and inquire after my health. I thanked her for the message 
and drove on. 

Sunday, July 12. I went to Malatesta with Edward to settle 
with him respecting the apartment he has to let. We agreed 
to take it ; as much as we dared do, considering the old proverb 
" Homme propose, Dieu dispose." But I cannot help both 
hoping and thinking that we shall occupy it next winter. 

Sunday, July 19. Bologna. The inn (S. Marco) is very good 
and reasonable. With some difficulty I got the old laquais de 
place who served Mr Fox some 35 years ago, and whom I have 
always employed when I come here. I drove with E. C. to the 
Montagnola a pretty promenade on the ramparts. On account 
of the f6te to-day the place was very much crowded both with 
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gay equipages, many pretty faces, and a fine, clear Italian setting 
sun shedding his golden lustre upon them all thro' the fine trees 
which are planted on the exterior of the walk. From there we 
went to see M e Martinetti. 1 Every time I see her the perfection 
of her beauty strikes me more and more. She has the most 
faultless face I ever saw except Lady Charlemont, and the 
Martinetti is ten times more beautiful. I wish extremely I 
was not obliged to hasten to England so speedily. The society, 
the theatre, the interest of this town, make me very anxious to 
pass a week or a fortnight here some time or other. I know 
very few towns in Europe that have so many attractions ; tho' 
under the Papal tyranny this place appears flourishing, rich and 
full of activity. 

July 27.* I found at Coire a letter from Prince Louis 
Bonaparte, telling me in very pretty English that his mother 
can receive us at Arenenberg, so that thither to-morrow we 
shall wend our course. 3 Our inn here is small but clean and 
comfortable. The posting in Switzerland, which has only lately 
been established, is still in its infancy and very badly regulated 
and worse served. Every inn-keeper tries to make the passenger 
a victim to his schemes of private exaction. If the Swiss had 
only talent or quickness, of which God knows they are quite 
free, they would be the greatest rogues in Europe, instead of 
enjoying a very ill-founded reputation for honesty. 

July 28. Chateau cT Arenenberg. At Constance where we 
arrived at 4 o'clock, we found Prince Louis just returning in 
his carriage to Arenenberg. We dressed in the inn and soon 
followed him. Hortense's house is situated on the little lake, 
and is approached by rather a steep ascent. We arrived just 
as the party had sat down to dinner. Hortense, M Ile Rabie her 
lady-in-waiting, M e Damaire (?) (a lady of doubtful reputation 
now living in the neighbouring pension of Wolfsberg), M. Fontin 
(a noisy, second-rate sort of wit), M. Veillard (a stern, savant 
republican), M. Gomont (a handsome young Frenchman, nephew 
to the Marechale Ney). The dinner was excellent. The house is 

1 Wife of Giovanni Battista Martinetti (1764-1829), the official archi- 
tect of Bologna. See ante, p. 199. 

2 Fox had crossed the Alps into Switzerland by the Splugen Pass. 

3 Arenenberg was Hortense Beauharnais' permanent residence at 
this time. 

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prettily fitted up, and commands an extensive and rather pretty 
view. I walked after dinner with Hortense on her terrace. 
She could talk only of her niece's marriage with the E. of Brazil. 1 
She is flattered by the splendour of the alliance, but apprehensive 
on account of the Emperor's bad character. However, she finds 
consolation in his having had five children by his late wife, who 
was a monster of ugliness. " Cela au moins montre du courage." 
She is going to meet her niece at Ulm after the ceremony, for 
the K. of Bavaria has shown her no civility since the late King's 
death. M. Fontin sang some songs from II Pirata, with an 
odious French accent and with all the pretension of a fine singer. 
He also sang some little French songs rather drolly. I gave 
Hortense an Albanian shawl, with which she was apparently 
much pleased. M e Damaire retired to Wolfsberg at eleven and 
our party broke up. We sleep, as do all other male visitors 
and Prince Louis, in a detached house, very well but modestly 
fitted up. 

July 29. In the morning it did not rain. I walked with E. C. 
and Hortense in the garden. She shewed us her improvements, 
her walks, her buildings, and all she has done for the place, which 
seems when she first bought it to have been nothing beyond a 
farm-house. She has laid it all out with considerable taste. 
On the hill below the house there grows a small wood of very 
fine trees. Among these she has made some pretty walks, but 
we found it too damp to venture among them. At 12 o'clock 
we were summoned to a very substantial dinner, which calls 
itself breakfast. Afterwards Hortense walked us all over her 
house, even to the garrets. The house is very small, but is so 
well distributed that it holds many guests if required, and is 
very prettily furnished. In Hortense's boudoir adjoining her 
very gorgeous little bedroom, she keeps a cabinet of curiosities 
and souvenirs : Josephine's shoes, Eugene's orders, hair of Mr 
Cowper, etc., etc. There is nothing that is the least interesting, 
except a most beautifully worked gold reliquary, said to be taken 
from Charlemagne's tomb at Aix-la Chappelle when opened by 
the French, and presented by Napoleon to Josephine. It looks 
much too modern to be genuine. Beside there is a cachemire 

1 Pedro I of Brazil, who abdicated, in 1831, in favour of his son of six 
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scarf worn by Napoleon during all the campaign in Egypt and 
given by him to Hortense. 

After dinner we talked of Bourrienne's Memoirs, which were 
lying on her table. She told me that he was dismissed from 
Napoleon's service on account of peculation ; that his book is 
full of lies, and that all he says of her correspondence with Duroc 
thro' him is false. That it is extraordinary he should invent such 
foolish stories; when he might have related the truth, which would 
have been equally, or indeed far more interesting. Bourrienne 
was employed by Napoleon to persuade her to consent to marry 
Louis, a marriage she greatly disliked on account of Louis' 
character and language respecting women, and not on account of 
a previous attachment to Duroc. This book seems written to 
feast the current appetite which rages in London and Paris for 
scandal and indecency. After dinner came Mr and Mrs Webber 
from the pension of Wolfsberg, together with their hostess, 
Madame Perquin, who has now set up this pension in great hopes 
of Hortense's protection. She is a fat, vulgar woman. The two 
English people looked awed and were very shy and silent. We 
did not retire till 12 o'clock. 

July 30. Rain, incessant rain, prevented any attempt at 
going out. Another Englishwoman and her sister came to 
breakfast, Mrs Simpson and Miss Bull. The former is pretty 
and a widow ; she also is an inmate of the pension, which is full 
of women and scantily supplied with men. Our existence here 
is extremely pleasant. I wish very much I was not so impatient 
to reach England, that I might stay a few days more. Hortense 
is invariably amiable and good-natured, besides being very often 
extremely pleasant. She always speaks on the side of exalted 
virtue and high sentiment, and never talks in favour of what is 
mean or shabby. M. Veillard is the apostle of a new, fantastic 
system of perfectionability preached by M. S fc Simon, lately dead. 
He thinks posterity will say there have been three great men, 
Aristotle, Jesus Christ, S fc Simon. The system he upholds is 
exaggerated and perhaps absurd, but it is one calculated to make 
men try to improve their characters and dispositions, and there- 
fore is not to be thoroughly despised. After dinner Goment, 
Fontin, Prince Louis, and M Ue Rabid acted a charade. The 
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the excuse for a droll scene, well performed by all the actors, 
of the absurdities within the walls of the pension. Mrs Stewart, 
M e Perquin and M e Damaire have all the same mania of pretending 
intimacy with dukes, princes, and sovereigns who they have just 
seen. M. Gomont set off for Milan at midnight happy man ! 

July 31. Hortense shewed me to-day a diamond necklace she 
has for sale ; it was valued at 30,000, but she is willing to sell 
it for 20,000 or even 16,000. This necklace was presented by the 
Cisalpine Republic to Josephine, who added several of the finest 
diamonds she could collect, and wore it at her Coronation. It 
is horridly set ; indeed many of the stones are loose. Hortense 
sent it to England at the King's Coronation in hopes he would 
buy it, but H.M. preferred hiring jewels to acquiring them by 
purchase. The diamonds are extremely large and very brilliant. 
Demidoff offered her a pension for them, but his offer was far 
below her prices. In the evening Hortense told me that Maria 
Louisa had not been so much to blame in her apparent indifference 
towards her husband, against whom Neipperg had succeeded in 
poisoning her very weak and pliant mind, by inventing tales of 
his profligacy and depravity, which she was foolish enough to 
believe, or hypocrite to pretend to believe, as it well suited with 
her interest. We parted late, after Hortense had seen all 
Edward's Indian drawings. We sat by the fire all day. 

August i. After a very gracious leave-taking we left Arenen- 
berg after breakfast. I look back to my sejour there with great 
pleasure. The freedom and ease of the mode of life is very 
delightful. I never was at any country house where there was 
less gene or more liberty indeed almost too much. Hortense 
is so good-humoured that she allows vulgar, noisy animals, like 
M. Fontin, to make themselves too much at home in her drawing- 
room and to scream, shout, hum and gabble, with not as much 
decorum as one could wish. 

Paris. Aug. 12. Mr Adair 1 came to call upon me. The 
new Administration here which the King has just formed, with 
Polignac at the head of it, is most unpopular. The newspapers, 
the pamphlets, the shops, teem with abuse and satire against the 
Vendean Emigre whom the K. has at last ventured to nominate. 

1 Sir Robert Adair (1763-1855), diplomatist. A close friend of Charles 
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Adair told me that Bourrienne's Memoirs are not entirely dis- 
credited, tho' he is a man of such very bad character that of 
course what he says is not much to be relied upon. Adair, when 

at Vienna as Minister, received a complaint from , who 

then ruled the Austrian Cabinet, complaining that the English 
Ministers had betrayed in the H. of Commons the circumstance 
of a quarter's subsidy from England having been paid at Hamburg, 
and that Bourrienne, who was French Minister there, being thus 
apprized of it had seized and confiscated the money. The sum 
was considerable. Adair is anxious to see whether he will 
acknowledge the fact, or whether he applied the money to his 
own purposes. From the avarice and dishonesty of his character 
it is most probable that the Austrian money never was paid 
into the French exchequer. 

Aug. 13. I called on Mrs Graham and M e de Souza. At 
the house of the former I met Pozzo di Borgo, * who is said to be 
her lover and to pay for the expenses of her house. He talked 
in praise of the present Ministry, but I believe no one can believe 
his praises to be sincere. M e de Souza is living in an entresol 
nearly opposite her old admirer, Talleyrand. She spoke of her 
husband's, her protegee's and her lover's death, with all the 
indifference one might expect from the writer of sentimental 
novels. M. de Souza told her that when the late K. of Portugal 
was in the agonies of death, the idea of eternal damnation 
haunted his mind most fiercely ; not, as I believe might have 
been naturally supposed by the bystanders, for any crimes of 
his own committing, but for the education he had given his sons, 
by which, as he justly observed, he had rendered the lives of 
his unborn subjects miserable. 

Sunday, Nov. 29, 1829. 30 Old Steyne, Brighton. I was 
called a little after seven and got up immediately. The morning 
was foggy, damp and cold. I left London before 9 and stopped 
to hear how Miss Vernon 2 had passed the night at Little Holland 

1 Pozzo di Borgo (1764-1842), Russian Ambassador in Paris, 1814-34, 
and in London, 183439. "A Corsican by birth, he served the English 
during their occupation of the island, and being always antagonistic to 
Napoleon subsequently took service under the Czar, who made him a 
General in 1814. 

2 His great-aunt (see ante, p. u). 

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House. I was happy to find that the new medicine and a blister 
had in some measure relieved her and given her a few hours' sleep. 
I cannot, however, help apprehending that all ultimate hopes of 
her recovery must be very faint. My journey was rapid and had 
no other merit. The country (indeed like almost all the country 
in this island) is tame and uninteresting ; perpetual small country- 
houses with their mean trimness and Lilliput ostentation. There 
are few of those worst of all sights on this road a vast green 
field, dotted with trees, surrounded by a wall, and damped by 
a variety of swampy ponds, which call themselves country seats. 

I arrived at half past 2. My mother was on the pier. I 
sat with my father, who was, as he always is, very lively. He 
talked of the Grenvilles, and tho' he admitted all the faults which 
make them so unpopular in the world, he praised them for many 
merits, especially Tom Grenville for his disinterested generosity 
about Lord Carysfort's guardianship. I took a bath before dinner. 
Our guests were, The Lord Chancellor, 1 Lady Lyndhurst, Duke of 
Devonshire, Sir James Mackintosh, Mr Whishaw, four selves. I 
never had met the Chancellor before ; he is agreable in his manner 
and voice, and his language is choice and elegant. After dinner 
we talked of Napoleon and Bourrienne's Memoires. Sir James 
said that the conversation there given between the Emperor 
and Auguste de Stael (at that time only 17 years old), is quite 
correct. That he has seen Auguste 's letter to his mother, detailing 
it just as it is told in Bourrienne. He went to meet Napoleon 
on his return from Italy, in order to solicit for his mother to be 
allowed to go nearer Paris but in vain. The D. of D. is grown 
more absurd in his costume, more obtuse in hearing, and much 
duller than he used to be. I had a curious conversation after 
coffee, in which I dissipated the ill-grounded apprehensions of 

. Edward Romilly and Sir James Macdonald came after 

tea. The room was hot and the evening fatiguing. It is very 
painful to see and be in the room with someone one wishes 
excessively to speak to, without the possibility of doing so without 
becoming the gaze of the whole party. I went to bed at 12. 

30 November. At breakfast Sir James Mackintosh came over 

1 Lord Lyndhurst (1772-1863). His first wife, whom he married in 
1819, was Sarah, daughter of Charles Brumsden and widow of Colonel 
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from the Albion. My father talked of Lord Chancellors. Lord 
Erskine was told a few years before his death a story of some 
shipwrecked sailors, and the narrator, to conclude the account, 
added, " And for two months those unhappy men entirely lived 
upon seals." " Aye," said Lord E., " and very good living too 
they are, if one could continue to keep them." My mother went 
out on the pier, and I read to my father Lady Northampton's 
poem. He likes it extremely. I went out for a few minutes 
and then returned to write some foreign letters. I dined at 
Lord Dudley's, where I met, The Lord Chancellor, Lady Lynd- 
hurst, Lord and Lady Cowper, Mr and Lady Mary Stanley, Mr 
John Warrender, Mr Ford, Mr Brooke Greville. I sat next to 
Lady Cowper and Lady Lyndhurst. Lord Dudley was less 
absent and abstracted than usual. Conversation was more 
general and subject to fewer pauses than it has been on the former 
occasions I have dined at his house. Again the topic after dinner 
was the Chancellorship and the former predecessors of Lord L. 
The characters of Lord Thurlow, Lord Erskine and Lord 
Loughboro' were discussed. Lord Cowper, whose voice is so 
tiresome that tho' what he says is often good yet he is always 
reckoned a bore, told several stories of Lord Thurlow, none of 
which he had been a witness. One was that once Lord Stanhope 1 
had been making one of his most wild speeches on a hot mid- 
summer day during a violent debate, Lord T., with great solemnity 
rose after he had concluded, and walking from the Woolsack to 
the middle of the House, only said, " My Lords, it is needless I 
should remind your Lordships that the Dog Star rages." After 
dinner I slipped off to Mrs Cheney, whom I found alone, and then 
came home, where the Cowpers, Stanleys, etc., had preceded me. 
I had, after strangers had gone, a warm discussion with my 
parents about Lady Jersey's conduct to me and my resentment. 
They have both become callous to the feelings of resentment. 
How true it is that excess of refinement appears to abolish the 
great vices but only undermines the great virtues. 

December ist. A bright day. After my shower-bath I went 
with Mary to Mrs Cheney for the former to sit. Mrs Cheney 
has made two drawings of her ; one is bad, the other tolerable. 

1 Charles, third Earl Stanhope (1753-1816), a strenuous supporter of 
the French Revolution. 

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I called on Lady Lyndhurst, and then joined her husband on the 
Chain Pier. He is agr cable, but his language before his wife is 
distressingly coarse ; he encourages and indeed forces her to 
talk as coarsely as himself. At dinner we had, Mr and Mrs 
Baring, Mr Whishaw, Sir James Mackintosh, General Upton, Mr 
Thomas Buncombe. After dinner Mackintosh sang the praises of 
his countryman, Buchanan. 1 My father said he thought his 
bon mot about James the ist one of the best ever made. Some 
complained to Buchanan that he had made a pedant of his 
pupil. " A pedant ! " he replied, " if you knew him as well as 
I do, you would admire me for having made anything of him." 
As soon as dinner was over Mary and I went to join Lady Jersey 
at the dancing-school ball at the Ship Inn. The room was very 
full and intolerably hot, and so ill-managed that I never contrived 
to sit down the whole evening. I stood by Lady H. Baring, 2 
who is lively and clever, but unfeeling and loud. Her husband 
to-day has had a bad fall, which has shattered his teeth and 
obliges him to go to-morrow to London. She talked of it with 
great levity, and did not for a moment appear to think that her 
presence by his couch was more natural and proper than in a 
ball-room. The children seemed to dance prettily, but I could 
scarcely see them from the thickness of the crowd. The Chancellor 
talked, and seemed rather to canvass Lady Harriet for support 
to the G*. He feels, I believe, his situation very precarious. 
The D. of Cumberland has vowed his fall. Every day the 
influence of the D. increases at Windsor, and there are three 
powerful law-lords in opposition against him, Eldon, Tenterden 
and Wynford. The character, however, of the latter (Best) is, 
if possible, lower than his own. 

Wednesday, December 2. A cold, raw day. I got up late and 
took no bath. I called on Lady Webster 3 and Miss Monson. 
The former is a fine, open-hearted, cheerful woman, perfectly 
good-humoured and devoid of any affectation. She has remains 
of very extraordinary beauty and is still very handsome. I 
then went to Lady L. The Chancellor is gone. Before he 

1 George Buchanan, the historian (1506-82). 

2 Daughter of George, sixth Earl of Sandwich. She married William 
Bingham Baring, subsequently second Lord Ash burton in 1823. 

3 Charlotte, daughter of Robert Adamson, married, in 1814, Sir Godfrey 
Webster (1789-1836), Fox's half-brother. 

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went she received another anonymous letter from London, 
threatening to expose her to him, and accusing her of an embrace 
with me on the steps leading to the Chain Pier on Saturday last, 
on which day I was in London and she was in her bed. This 
takes off any apprehension we might feel, for it proves the 
ignorance of our enemies. Great God ! What a dreadful 
country this is to live in, and how much better for the peace of 
society and for the agremens of life is the despotism of one man 
to the inquisitive tyranny and insolent exactions of a whole nation. 
She very wisely instantly showed the letter to her husband, at 
the same time showing The Age with a paragraph about her and 
Cradock, and desired him to direct her future conduct, which he 
has done in advising her to continue exactly as if she had never 
received such letters and not to allow the avarice of blackguards 
to harass and torment her. 

I dined at home. My father dined at Lady Petre's to meet 
the D. of Norfolk. My mother, Allen, Mary, were the only guests 
besides myself. Mr Allen talked of confession, of its advantages 
and disadvantages. My mother told us the story of a priest in 
Ireland being so miserable at having been the depository of 
secret murder from a woman who had allowed her son (Mac- 
laughlin) to be executed, tho' perfectly innocent, for the crime 
she had perpetrated, that he revealed the confession to a Catholic 
lady near Dublin. She pressed the surgeon, Crampton, to come 
down to see her poor confessor, for his mental distress had already 
so affected his body as to threaten his life. Crampton refused, 
on the score of being unable to minister to a mind diseased ; upon 
which the lady came to Dublin and told him the facts, adding 
that the priest felt still greater compunction from having 
unburthened his mind to her, justly observing that he did no 
good, but only added another culprit by the violation of a most 
sacred oath. The young man had been hanged upon the evidence 
of a soldier who looked in at the cottage window and saw him 
place his father-in-law's corpse upon the bed, wash some blood 
off the floor and off his own hands, and busy himself to conceal 
all appearance of violence. This he did only in hopes of screening 
his mother after her admission of the murder, and when accused 
would offer no defence, but maintained his innocence. The day 
before his execution he had a private interview with his mother, 

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and was heard to say as she left the prison, " May God forgive 
you, my mother." Allen believes that Lambertini's Bull, which 
is so severe against any confessor seducing his female penitent, 
or against any one privy to such a crime and concealing it, has 
had great effect in correcting the morals of the clergy. 

After dinner Mr Kenney * (the author of many comedies and 
farces) came and chatted very agreably. He is like the starved 
apothecary in Romeo and Juliet. I went for two hours to the 
Brighton Almack's, rather a scanty ball. L y L. in low spirits. 
She had dined tete-a-tete with the D. of D., and he had used the 
privilege, or Gibbon would say abused the privilege, of a kind 
friend to tell her every disagreable truth and naming every 
painful possibility. I came home at 12. 

December 3. I staid at home all morning till 4 o'clock. I 
then called at Lady Aldboro's. 2 She was in close conversation 
with Mr Eld, the M. of the Ceremonies, about a house here. She 
intends passing every autumn and winter in this place. She was 
lively, tho' less gross than usual. I then called on Lady L. 
She is in low spirits at the eternal lectures and good advice she 
receives from her family and friends. She talked rationally to 
me about poverty, and having known what it is, has resolved to 
let no momentary fancy expose herself to it again. We had at 
dinner, The Duke and Duchess of S fc Albans, Lady Mary Beauclerk, 
Mr and Lady Mary Stanley, Mr Fazakerley, four selves and Allen. 

The Duke 3 is a sad spectacle ; but yet he seems partly to 
understand what is said to him, at least the sense of what he has 
heard an hour ago sometimes flashes across his mind. The D ss , 
tho' vulgar and purseproud, does not want for a sort of frank 
goodhumour and hearty gaiety, which alone makes her sufferable. 
She also talks much, and better than on any other subject, 
about the stage, about her friends in early life, and even about 
her own acting. She was anxious to take Miss Burdett to the 

1 James Kenney (1780-1849), dramatist. A friend of Lamb and Rogers. 

2 Elizabeth, daughter of Rev. Frederick Hamilton. She married John, 
third Earl of Aldborough in 1777, and died in 1845. 

3 William Aubrey de Vere, ninth Duke of St Albans (1801-49) succeeded 
his father in the titles in 1825. He married, in 1827, Harriet Mellon, widow 
of Thomas Coutts. After her death in 1837, the Duke married Elizabeth 
Catherine, daughter of General Joseph Gubbins. Lady Mary Beauclerk 
was his youngest sister. 

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ball at the D. of Devonshire's tonight, and wrote a note and 
bustled about in a way a thoroughly selfish person would not 
have done. We had at dinner a swan, which the Chancellor gave 
my mother; and she was much pleased with any curiosity or 
rarity being preserved for her. It is like a very good goose, and 
the sauce piquante makes it very palatable, tho' its appearance is 
black and not inviting. I went to the D. of Devonshire's little 
ball at Kemp Town. The house is pretty and well furnished. 
There was much galloping and waltzing. Lady H. Baring told 
me much of Lady Jersey's ill-nature about me and Lady L., and 
of her abuse of the husband. Lady H. is an unfeeling wretch. 
When some one lamented to her the accident Mr Baring had met 
with, she said, " Ah ! nothing could have happened which would 
have disgusted me more.'' She is clever but malicious, and 
her laugh makes her odious. 

Dec. 4. A wretchedly gloomy day. This climate makes me 
miserable ; I feel daily more and more its pernicious influence on 
the spirits. What a deplorable country it is to exist in for those 
who do not feel strong ambition and who have not vast wealth. 
Those are the only two inducements which could compensate 
in my opinion for the many annoyances and miseries to which 
I feel daily subjected from the society and the climate. Indeed 
I think, bad as the climate is, it is the least evil in the island. 

I called on Lady L. where I met L d Dudley. She has not yet 
received another letter from Amadeus, but expects one. I 
dined at the Barings : Mr, Mrs and Miss Baring, Mr and Mrs 
Mildmay, L y A. M. Elliot, L y H. Baring, Comte de Mornay, 1 
Capt Mildmay and F. Baring. I sat next L y H., who was amusing, 
but her war with Francis Baring and Mornay became almost 
too serious ; she became annoyed and Mrs B. stopped the conver- 
sation. I went to Mr Mitford's, 2 where there was much singing, 
flirting and excessive toadying. Mrs Bradshaw 3 sang beautifully, 
without any affectation, and kept down her voice not to excel 
as much as she of course could that of L y Georgiana Mitford. 
Mitford perceived his audience had no taste for Italian music, 

1 Comte Charles de Mornay (1803-78), a peer of France and at one time 
Ambassador to Sweden. 

2 Henry Reveley Mitford (1804-83) married Georgina Jemima, daughter 
of George, third Earl of Ashburnham, in 1828. 

3 Born Ann Maria Tree. See ante, p. 50. 

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and made Mrs B. sing what is called simple \ \ \ English airs. 
The quavers, shakes, &c., &c., met with the usual applause 
national music finds out. We had a supper, and it was very gay. 
Mornay sang with great good-nature the " Passage de Mont S fc 
Bernard," " Te souviens tu." I did not come home till past one. 
Dec. 5. I took my shower-bath before breakfast. In the 
morning I walked for a long time on the Chain Pier by the side 
of my mother's hand-chair, and was rather tired. I called on 
the D 88 of S k Albans ; she was at luncheon, but sent the Duke 
to entertain me. He is nearly an idiot. I asked him if he had 
been riding. " Yes, yes, yes, I have. Yes, I have. I believe 
all over Lord Chichester's park. L d C. accompanied me, shewed 
me all his park and his white horse. Indeed I should pronounce 
L d C. to be the most intelligent man I know." I soon escaped 
from this lively tete-a-tete, and called on L y L., who was not well 
and not in good humour. Earl Dudley came while I was there 
and talked less abstractedly than usual. At dinner we had, Lord 
and Lady Cowper, Mr John Warrender, Captain Usher. 1 The 
latter is a very worthy but heavy man ; he behaved admirably 
about Napoleon, and has been in disgrace ever since at the 
Admiralty for displaying the honourable feelings of a gentleman 
to a great man in adversity. After dinner they talked of 
Caraccioli 2 (the Neapolitan minister in England early in George 
Ill's reign) and of his bon mots. " Comment done peut-on 
vivre dans un pays ou il n'y a rien de poli que 1'acier, et rien de 
mur que des pommes cuites : une nation qui a mille religions 
et ou il n'y a qu'une sauce ? " The King called his attention 
to our dogs and horses, to the expense at which we kept them, 
to the fat, flourishing state in which they were, and " tout cela 
pour le luxe." " Eh bien ! done et a Naples, Sire, nous avons 
les moines. Us sont tres gras, tres gras, et ils content cent fois 
davantage. Et tout cela, c'est entierement pour le luxe. Ils ne 
font rien : ils ne servent a rien." Three weeks after this speech 
in England it was faithfully reported at Naples and was not much 
calculated to please a bigot court. 

1 Thomas Ussher (1779-1848), who took Napoleon from Frejus to 
Elba in 1814. Knighted in 1831. 

2 Domenico Caraccioli. After his appointment in England was 
finished he took the same post in France in 1771. 

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I went to Lady Mildmay's, where Mr Mitford and Mrs 
Bradshaw sang and Miss Mildmay screamed. I talked all evening 
to L y H. Baring, and Lady L. would not answer me when I spoke, 
which was observed by the whole room. I came home with 
Mornay, who is lively and good-humoured a little mauvais 
ton perhaps. 

Dec. 7. I took my bath. All the house sossopra for to- 
morrow's departure. I called on Mrs Faz. the second time I 
have seen her since her lying-in, after passing the morning at 
Mrs Cheney's, where Lady L. was sitting for her picture. The 
news of the day is Miss Tollemache's elopement with W. Locke. 
She went off while her family were at morning church yesterday 
and got four hours' start before she was even missed. She sent 
back the postillion from Hickstead with an unfeeling note to her 
sister, telling her the cruelty of her family had driven her to this 
step, and to inform her mother as she thought best. Mrs Beau- 
clerk called before dinner to take leave. She was rather droll 
about her marriage with Mr B. and their perfect unfitness for 
each other. At dinner, the Mildmays, the Russell boys, Alexander 
and Cosmo, Sir M. Tierney and others. In the evening I went to 
L y L., where I played at ecarte. 

Dec. 8. By contrivance I managed to pass the whole morning 
again with L y L. at Mrs Cheney's, and again visited Mrs Faz. 
I dined at Sir M. Stewart's. The dinner was tedious, but very 
good. Lady L. there. Afterwards to Lady Sheppard's and then 
home. My mother very unwell and out of spirits. Lady L. 
came to take leave of them. 

Wednesday, Dec. 9. 32 Marine Parade. This little nutshell, 
in which I am now living, I took yesterday. If all the winds of 
heaven did not blow into it I should like it very well. It nearly 
faces the Chain Pier ; my window (tho' it cannot shut) is of the 
finest plate-glass and receives the sun whenever it chooses to shine. 
I walked Mary up to look at my future habitation ; on her way 
she managed to drop her watch. We called on the Tierneys, 
and there she wrote a description of it and offered a reward. 
It was found for the 2 guineas before 9 o'clock. My family set 
off their wretched progress to Crawley at about one. 

I called on Lady E. Dickens, and there found the Dowager 
Lady Northampton just returned from Switzerland. She seems 

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a good-humoured old lady, very like a housekeeper. I dined 
with the D 98 of S fc Albans. I went too early, and had a tete-a-tete 
with the Duke. I tried various topics, upon none could I get 
him to talk. At last I said, " What news is there of the E. 
Nicholas to-day? " " Nicholas," said he, " who is Nicholas? " 
I explained I meant the E. of Russia. ' Yes, yes, yes, yes, I 
know now. Yes, yes, his brother was deposed, was he not ? " 
I told him he was right, and that such things often happen in 
Russia. " Ah ! yes, yes, in Russia, they do very true ; but 
not in England, do they ? " The company was numerous, the 
dinner endless. Besides, we had as hors d'ceuvres good old 
English dishes, liver and bacon, Irish stew, rump steaks, of each 
of which Sir F. Burdett partook largely. The plate was hand- 
some but quite cold ; the soup was frozen and the champagne 
hot. Lord Dudley, sitting away from the fire and not near Mrs 
Beauclerk, was bitterly cross. It lasted nearly three hours. 
I went upstairs and found a great assembly, dancing meditated, 
singing going on. 

Dec. 10. The morning I passed with L y L. at Lady Sheppard's. 
L d Dudley came in, and gave a humorous account of our dinner 
yesterday and of Allen's politics of the furious, stern Roman 
Jacobin, who only cares for the equal distribution of the things 
of this world, who deprecates all the luxuries and advantages of 
royalty and aristocracy, living pampered with every comfort 
and indulgence that rank and wealth can obtain in the most 
luxurious manner, and being the last man willing to forego any 
of these enjoyments. I passed the afternoon with L y L. at her 
house and never passed a pleasant er time. I dined at L d Dud- 
ley's, where I met L. L., John Warrender, Lady Sheppard, Miss 
Rannington, Mr Seymour. It was an agreable dinner and all 
went off well. I then went to wish L. L. good-bye. I found the 
wind changed. I had a dreadful and unprovoked scene, and 
parted very uncomfortably. 

Dec. ii. I felt unwell. Melancholy accounts of Miss Vernon. 
I fear the worst. The day was boisterous ; however I took my 
bath, but still felt uncomfortable and low spirited. I got a 
kind note from L y L. vowing to be back on Monday. Nous 
verrons. I called on Mrs Cheney, wrote several letters, and dined 
at Mr Stanley's. 

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Dec. 12. Worse accounts of Miss Vernon. Dudley sends 
me a letter of M> Murat's about her claim, but I should say 
from that that England can do little or nothing in her service. 
I took my bath as usual. I walked about with Lady Webster. 
We went to see Mrs Cheney's drawings. I dined with Mr and 
L y E. Dickins, where I met, Dow. Lady Northampton, old 
Miss Emma Smith, Mr Spencer Smith, Miss Smith, Lady 
Webster, Cap* Percival, Count Mornay. It was deadly dull. 
After dinner I talked much to Mornay, who, tho' rather too 
communicative about his successes, is very amiable and amus- 
ing. It is very odd why all English people should be so affected 
and ever striving at what they are not. Foreigners with many 
faults never wish to appear different from what nature and habit 
have made them, and I believe that is the real secret of their 
being so much pleasant er than we are. I went for ten minutes 
to a ball at the D 88 of S fc Albans', which was dreadfully stupid. 

Sunday, Dec. 13. I walked for a long time on the esplanade 
on the West Cliff with Mrs Cheney, and dined with the Fazakerleys 
Mrs F.'s first appearance at the dinner table. I took Lady 
Webster to Lady Aldboro's, where we staid till one o'clock. 
Three hours of double entendre is fatiguing. However she 
generally spares one any trouble in discovering the hidden 
meaning of her words, for she makes them plain enough. 

Dec. 15. I dined with Lord Dudley. A stupid dinner : 
Sir M. and Lady S. Stewart, Mr and Lady M. Stanley, Sir M. and 
Lady Tierney, Mr Irving, Mr Seymour, Mrs Beauclerk. Before 
dinner, while I was by the chimney, L d D. approached it with a 
letter he was folding in his hand and seizing the poker began 
violently to stir the fire, watching it all the time, " Fool, fool, or 
a great scoundrel, a very great scoundrel, a very great scoundrel, 
scoundrel, scoundrel." It is rather distressing to witness such 
scenes, and takes off any of the abandon there ought to be in 
society. Mrs Beauclerk as usual did the honours, pressing people 
to eat, and making herself quite at home. I went to the D 88 of S fc 
Albans' ball late, stupid enough. The D 88 ' great body covered 
with white satin, and blonde, and surmounted by a large hat and 
feathers, burst in among the waltzers as 12 struck, exclaiming, 
" Stop, stop, supper is ready. Ladies and gentlemen stand not 
on the order of your going, but go at once (Shakespeare)." She 

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loves an occasion to allude to her former calling in life, and for 
ever speaks of actors and acting. This arises from her natural 
good feelings and from inordinate vanity, which together over- 
come her dreadful taste. 

Dec. 17. Worse accounts from Little H d House. I fear it 
cannot last long. I got, however, a letter from ]> L. saying she 
should come to-day ; the welcome news made me quite joyous. 
I walked all morning with H> Cheney, who arrived yesterday. 
L y L. is always true to her word, and at half past 5 arrived jaded 
and pale. I was in transports. I was obliged soon to go to 
dine with Sir M. Stewart. It was woefully dull. I like Mornay 
better every time I see him. I escaped to L. L., and then went 
to Lady Downshire's. I found every one gone or going, and only 
had time to make my bow and be presented. 

Dec. 18. Sad news from Miss Vernon scarcely any hopes. 1 
A dreadful day, rain, snow and sleet with a high wind. I dread 
our visit to Bowood very much. 

March 20, 1830. 2 Via de due Macelli, Rome. The most 
lovely day I have yet seen since my return to Italy ; very mild 
and most beautifully clear. I passed my morning in arranging 
my new apartment and in paying debts. I called on Cheney 
and walked about with him in his small garden, which however 
makes his house very pleasant. I dined with Lord Haddington, 3 
where I met L y H. Galway, 4 Miss Galway, Bligh, Gascoigne, Mr 
and Mrs Bosanquet, Miss Cumming, Cheney. The dinner was bad, 
the table crowded. I sat between L^ H. and her daughter. With- 
out being clever they are all conversible people, and from having 
lived so long abroad and with foreigners have none of the stiff- 
ness and formality of Englishwomen. The Bosanquet s and her 
sister, Miss Cumming, are vulgar beyond permission. Related 
to some Russian princes they can not admire or think of any 
other country with pleasure and approbation, and Miss C. 

1 She died in January. 

2 Fox left England early in February and the journal only recom- 
mences on this date. 

3 Thomas, ninth Earl of Haddington (1780-1858). His wife was 
Maria, daughter of George, seventh Earl of Macclesfield. 

1 I larriet, only daughter of Valentine, first Earl of Dunraven, married 
Sir William Payne-Gallwey in 1804. 

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declared the Campania, as she called it, of Rome far inferior in 
beauty to the Hyperborean deserts of Scythia ! ! ! 

We had much laughing with Lady Haddington at dinner 
for the very severe things she said to Sir Joseph Copley at Morier's 
dinner on Thursday. She denies it was intended, but I sat 
opposite to her and saw the additional savage look she threw 
into her sour face. Sir Joseph was decrying the virtues of 
Cardinal Weld J before he took orders, and said he only led the 
usual life of English country gentlemen that he was not better 
than his neighbours. He broke Mrs Weld's heart, poor thing. 
He was a tyrant to his wife. " Dear me, Sir Joseph," exclaimed 
L y Haddington, " do you think that an indispensable occupation 
of an English country gentleman ? " Sir Joseph coloured very 
deeply and never spoke gaily again the whole evening. He, 
like all those wits by profession, is very easily headed. He 
deserved this and much more from Lady Haddington. She has 
been his perpetual laughing-stock and butt ever since her arrival 
at Rome. To-day he set off for England. Certainly he is a 
great loss, especially as he takes with him his charming daughter, 
Maria, who joins to her talents and acquirements a perfect free- 
dom from affectation or pedantry and a good taste and refined 
tact scarcely to be met with elsewhere. She is sufficiently 
good-looking to be pleasing, without any positive beauty. 
Her sister is prosy, argumentative and ugly, but good and not 
envious of her younger sister's decided superiority. I talked to 
Lord Haddington of Lady Canning. He is not surprized at her 
writing a clever pamphlet or exhibiting talent in any way. She 
has not quarrelled with him as she has done with almost all her 
husband's friends. I went after dinner to Hortense's, where 
there was a soiree dansante. The Queen was in a tight pink 
satin high gown with black trimmings. She is fond of money 
and very stingy, but must spend vast sums on her toilette. I 
scarcely ever saw her twice in the same dress. I talked to 
Gaetani, but got off as soon as I could. Hortense threw out 

1 Thomas Weld (1773-1837), of Lulworth, Dorset, who married, in 
1796, Lucy Bridget, daughter of Thomas Clifford, of Tixall. After his 
wife's death, and the marriage of their only daughter to Hugh Charles 
Clifford in 1818, he entered the Church and made over the properties to 
his brother. He was made Cardinal in 1830. His daughter died the 
following year. 

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many hints to me to invite her to Frascati ; it must soon be done. 

Sunday, March 21. I drove with Edward^Cheney to see Lord 
Northampton in his new house (the Villa Negroni). I have not 
been in it since it was inhabited by Lady Westmorland. Then it 
looked noble, elegant, and in every room there was some appear- 
ance of the good taste of its owner. Now it is far different. In 
every room reigns the same shabby, slovenly air for which the 
Marchioness' old house was so remarkable. The noisy, riotous, 
ill-conditioned servants playing and romping in the garden and 
staircase out of livery ; plates and dishes, dirty napkins, left on 
the landing-place, with a long list of &c., &c., &c. We found there 
the old lady and her two daughters. L d N. is very proud of the 
little antiquities he has scraped up at Corneto during his trip 
there a fortnight ago, some of which he shewed us. I eat some 
luncheon with Miss Macdougall and Lady Marianne, which 
simple occurrence roused the unextinguishable Clephane laugh. 
I own I could not see sufficient cause to provoke such shouts from 
Miss Wilmira. L d N. shewed me the great room, the proportions 
of which are very fine. But they will soon disfigure it with their 
invariable bad taste. From thence we went to see Don Carlo 
Bonaparte, Principe di Musignano, 1 at the Villa Paulina. We 
found him in h : s garden in an attitude very like his illustrious 
uncle. This, however, is natural, and not the effect of study and 
imitation, as it is with some of his relations. He received me 
with his usual brusque American manner, and said his wife was 
out and he was on the point of setting off to ride. We only staid 
three or four minutes time enough only to admire two splendid 
eagles which are chained in his garden. They are from the 
Apennines. He says (but he is dangerous to repeat after, for 
his facts are often only founded on his vivid imagination) that 
he has starved them sometimes for a week in order to make 
them pounce on animals, and that they destroyed for him some 
wild cats he had in the garden ; but that it is dreadfully cruel, 
for they kill their victims slowly. 

I dined with Lady Mary 2 a large dinner. Our little hostess 

was not in very good humour with any one, especially with Gell. 

The dinner was dull. I slipped off to the Montforts. It is very 

difficult at Lady Mary's to contrive an escape, for she invariably 

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calls back the delinquents when they have got into the first ante- 
room. I found the Princess in great humour. Her nephew and 
her cousin, both Princes of Wurtemberg, had just arrived from 
Naples. They both shew her every attention in their power, and 
she is very much alive to any civility, being so much accustomed 
to find the contrary from all sovereigns or princes in reward for 
her noble conduct in refusing to desert and divorce her husband 
when his misfortunes began. Jerome came in soon afterwards, 
kissed his legitimate relations on each cheek, addressed a gracious 
word to each of the circle, and then proceeded to play at ecart 
with his royal cousin. I went for a few minutes to T. G. 

March 22. I drove about alone to various shops. Took a 
warm bath and dined at the widow Dalton's. Countess Blucher, 
Sir W. Gell, Mr Southill, Colyars, two Maxwells, E. Cheney, 
formed our party. Countess Bliicher is a daughter of the late 

Sir Dallas, Chief Justice of Bombay, and has married that 

old barbarian Bliicher 's grandson. She had a large fortune, 
and has rather a pretty face and pretty manners, but is not very 
clever or agreable. The widow is good-nature itself, and enjoys 
nothing so much as being attacked about her lovers and her 
admirers, one of whom (Mr Rookwood Gage, an old man) came 
in after dinner. It is said that once at dinner he was pouring 
soft nonsense into the widow's ear, and she replied, " Talk if 
you like, Mr Gage, of truffles, but not of love." I went to see 
T. G., whom I found making a hideous toilette to go to the 
Austrian Ambassador's. I then went to Hortense, where I 
only found the Duchesse de Frioul * and Cottenot. I asked 
Hortense to come to me at Frascati to breakfast next week, 
which she graciously accepted. The D 8se de F. has the remains 
of beauty ; she has been extremely unfortunate, and her voice 
and manner bear the appearance of one broken down in health 
and spirits. The conversation turned on religion. Hortense 
said that Protestants were capable de conversion. Cottenot and 
I both said that Catholics must be and have been so, or there 
would be no Protestant religion at all. I went early to bed. 

March 23. Villa Muti. Tho' I got up early and strove hard 

1 Apparently Duroc's daughter, who, after her father's death, was 
allowed by Napoleon to succeed to his Dukedom. The Dictionnaire 
Universelle, however, speaks of her death as having occurred in 1829. 

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to set off in good time, it was past one before I could make us 
really start for the Villa Belvedere, where we were to join a 
picnic party of Lady Dallas' and Mrs Dalton's compounding. 
I called on Colyar, who had just returned from the exhibition 
opened to-day of the works of modern artists, to which he is a 
subscriber. By subscribing 6 piastres one is entitled to a share in 
a lottery and has the chance of gaining one of the pictures. The 
Cardinal Galiffi has objected to some works of art as indecent ; 
among the rest to Severn's little Ariel. Colyar, like a true bigot, 
defended such a prerogative, and said he had himself voted that 
the Cardinal should have the power of excluding what he chose. 
A statue too, by Wyatt, of a girl, has been covered up as not fit 
for public gaze. How absurd anywhere, but how doubly absurd 
at Rome, where there is not a gallery or a palace that does not 
contain a hundred statues and pictures more naked than these. 
We did not reach the Villa Belvedere till long past 4, and found 
the party had nearly finished their greasy meal. Such a party ! 
and such food ! I scarcely ever beheld. Lady Dallas and a 
tribe of unmarried daughters, Countess Bliicher being the only 
one among them at all presentable ; Mr Percy (he of Berne) 
being the great man and the respectful adorer of M e Bliicher. 
Nothing could be so comfortless, so joyless, as the repast, or 
so fatiguing as the delay afterwards, while the servants w r ere 
swallowing the bottles of champagne provided for us, but which 
they were determined we should not enjoy. Mr Percy and Lady 
Dallas had each carriages and four of their own with liveried 
postillions, so that they made up in ostentation what was wanting 
in gaiety and good management. We saw them drive off and 
we went to my villa on foot, with infinite delight to be so nicely 
housed and free from such dull company. Mrs Dalton even was 
clamorous at the want of gaiety of the party, and complained 
she had not had enough champagne, and that the servants had 
cheated us. 

March 24. Villa Muti. Every time I come here I enjoy 
this possession more and more. The morning is quite delicious. 
I know no view so lovely as that I enjoy from my windows and 
little garden. The whole morning I devoted to arranging my 
books and furniture. 

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at 8 o'clock this morning under my window. He was arrived to 
dine with M e Muti and see the fair of Grotta Ferrata. He told 
me he had ridden from Porta Pia in half an hour ! ! ! He is 
famous for such assertions. I went with E. C. to the fair. We 
found there Hamilton with his mother and sister. The scene 
was very gay and pretty, extremely crowded the people in 
brilliant colours, and perfect order and tranquillity. The 
commodities most esteemed are the horses from the Abruzzi, 
besides cattle, horses, asses, &c., &c. Lady Mary, Miss Coventry * 
and her cavalieri, who were the two Maxwells and H. Ingram, 
arrived soon after my return : Lady Mary and her daughter 
riding astraddle to court the censure and malice of the world. 
I am surprized at her folly. She is now alarmed lest in conse- 
quence of the paragraphs about her in the papers, Lord D. 
should make this exhibition of his daughter an excuse for taking 
the girl from her, if the Chancery Court will permit him, which 
considering his character I should deem unlikely. The dinner 
was dull and went off heavily at first. Lady Mary, however, 
was pleased. I took her thro' the Malatesta apartment, which 
if she comes here after Easter I mean to get for her to inhabit 
with her large party of riding friends. They all went back at 
about five, leaving Cheney, Hamilton and myself to pass the 
evening together. 

March 26. In the morning I rode on an ass, accompanied 
by Hamilton, to the Capuchin convent. My friend, the Irish 
monk, Fra Giovanni Maria, alias George Brenan, as he styles 
himself, came and chatted with us. He is only 23, fresh from 
Cork, and has all the spirits and eagerness, for which his country- 
men are remarkable, as yet untamed by his monastic life. His 
frankness and simplicity of manner is very amusing. The tales 
he tells of his convent would get him into dreadful scrapes with 
the authorities, if his imprudence were known. The other day 
an event occurred which amused him extremely, but which he 
begged us not to repeat. The Superior of the convent, it seems, 
is a simple, benevolent man, but very conscientious and honorable. 
A well-dressed, handsome-looking young man came up a few 
days ago, and requested an interview with the Superior. To 
him he related under the seal of confession a romantic tale of 

1 Hon. Mary Augusta Coventry (1814-89), Henry Fox's future wife. 

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distress and poverty, concluding by a request for the loan of a 
few crowns to enable him to pay his immediate debts at Frascati, 
and that in a short time he should be repaid. The Superior 
hesitated. The young man gave him a fine brilliant-looking ring 
as a pledge. The Superior assured him none of the monks 
possessed any money, that it was contrary to their vow, and that 
he could only relieve him from the general fund, for which he 
is responsible to the head of the Order (Cardinal Micora). How- 
ever, so urgent was the young man's distress and so fair were 
his promises, that the Superior gave him twelve crowns. From 
that moment the young gentleman has never appeared ; the ring 
is a false brilliant ; and the poor Superior lives in dread of the 
wrath of Cardinal Micora, one of the most severe and bigoted 
members of the Apostolic Chamber. On our return to the Villa 
Muti we found Mr and Mrs Morier 1 arrived. The latter had 
been all over Frascati with E. Cheney. She is, I believe, a clever 
woman, but painfully shy and silent in mixed company. Morier's 
conversation is sensible and totally unaffected, but neither in 
wit nor eloquence makes one judge him capable of having written 
that delightful book, Hadji Baba. 

Sunday, March 28. Villa Muti. I arranged with M e 
Guiccioli about her coming over to Frascati, and I set off in the 
morning. I waited several hours for her arrival. Her heavy 
carriage, her heavy brother and her own substantial person, 
fatiguing, I conclude, her rats of horses. At length she came. 
We rode up the cross road I am repairing on asses. Her obser- 
vations on the whole neighbourhood and upon the place itself 
were insipid and inspired by the worst taste. She is a sad 
goose. We supped, and soon dispersed to bed. 

March 29. A deadly dull day. To have to make love without 
feeling a particle is sad work, and sad and serious did I find it. 
March 30. Villa Muti. It was not regret I felt when my 
visitors told me they were to be off by 9 this morning, or when 
at 12 I heard the wheels of their hideous blue tub drive off. 
She wishes, poor soul, to inspire a romantic, devoted passion, 
but has failed in all her attempts to do so. 

1 James Justinian Morier (1780 (?)-i849), traveller, diplomatist and 
writer. Son of Isaac Morier, Consul-General of the Levant Company. 
He married Harriet, daughter of William Fulke Greville. 

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March 31. Before I was dressed, arrived Hamilton, E. 
Cheney and Charles Greville, who is just come from England. 
I left Cheney and Greville to do the honours to the others, and 
with Hamilton I walked to meet Hortense at the Bracciano. 
She did not come till late, as she had been previously to breakfast 
at the Falconieri with the Montforts. We dined in the boschetto. 
My party consisted of Hortense, M lle Rabie, Lady Sandwich, 
Lady C. Montague, Prince Louis, Fordwich, Hamilton, Greville, 
Lord Lovaine. Hortense and her party were not hungry. Lady 
S. was a little out of humour at there being a greater person than 
herself present. The sun was in our eyes, and the party, being 
chiefly English, gabbled in their own tongue and left me the 
whole French conversation to make to the Queen. Greville is 
delighted with all he has seen in Italy, and has left all his 
London fopperies on the only side of the water on which they 
are admired. The party went off about sunset, leaving only 

Twenty-four days have now elapsed since I wrote in this 
book. My impressions of this miserable month, however, are 
much too painful and too vividly impressed upon my mind to 
make me anxious to note them down. On my return to Rome 
I was soon apprized of the sad loss I had sustained. Lady 
Northampton expired at five o'clock in her mother's arms. 
Tho' weak and evidently too slowly recovering from her prema- 
ture delivery, nothing had occurred to alarm her family. Lord 
N. was gone to a scavo at Corneto and poor Miss Clephane to a 
party to Veii. She has been for five years my best and dearest 
friend, and tho' but too often, and alas very lately, we had 
been on bad terms, yet she was the being upon earth of whose 
regard and friendship I felt surest. It is a shocking blow to 
me, and one upon which I cannot dwell. The following morning, 
before the return of Lord N., who had been sent for express, I 
saw the wretched family and was allowed to take a last look of 
her beautiful features, then coldly fixed for ever. The agony I 
suffered it is impossible to describe, but I felt the greatest comfort 
in having knelt and prayed by her bedside. The poor old lady 
shewed great fortitude. As long as Lord N. and the Clephanes 
remained I passed most of my time with them, dining at home 
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of which I wish to dismiss if possible. The miserable family 
set off on the 26th of April for England. 

Two days before, I got a letter from Mary, announcing her 
intended marriage to L d Lilford, an event that gives me heartfelt 
pleasure. I shall recommence this diary on the ist of May. 

Saturday, May i, 1830. I got my letters at the post. The 
K g is apparently dying. My sister does not tell me when she is 
likely to be married, but presses me to come for the ceremony, 
which I shall not think of doing till I am better informed upon 
the subject. I returned at 3 and dined te'te-a-te'te at home with 
E. C. We then drove to di Rienzi's house, of which he made a 
drawing, and to the Villa Borghese. Then we made a visit of 
duty to the Palazzo Gabrielli, which was less dull than usual, 
for none of the Princess's vulgar, squinting English friends were 
there, so we had a little chat with her only. She is lively, and 
so good and mild that her conversation, without being brilliant, 
is agreable from her natural good-breeding and extreme good- 
nature. She never abuses or says a harsh word of anyone. 
Both Madame Mere and Cardinal Fesch have been, and the former 
still is, in a very dangerous state, having broken a little bone 
in her hip. The Cardinal is better, but the surgeons declare his 
disease a very alarming one ulcers and abscesses which form in 
the interior and may prove fatal any day. I took E. C. to the 
door of Lady Sandwich's, and went myself to T. G., where I 
passed the evening. 

May 7. A picnic to Veii. Gell, Mills, Dorlac, Hamilton, 
Catel, L y Mary, Miss Coventry, E. Cheney and myself. The 
day was very hot. Gell made us ride many miles, which Lady 
Mary walked. Some of the views of the ravines are very 
picturesque. Gell took us up to what he and other antiquarians 
pronounce to be the citadel. Mills was very cross at bumping 
so long on a donkey. His humour broke out while I was spelling 
an inscription at the citadel for Gell. " Ah, Torquitia Prisca, a 
good old Roman name," said Gell, "we shall find out more 

about her. Go on, what letters follow that name V. M " 

Mills whispered to me, H-U-M-B-U-G : We then rode to see a 
very curious natural bridge called Ponte Soda. The way was 
bad, the sun was hot, we often lost the path, and Gell, who was 
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to go. Mills lost patience and temper. After we had seen it, 
on coming back towards the Isola Farnese (for that is the modern 
name of Veii), Gell pointed to another bridge, and said to Mills, 
" When you were last here, that is the place you took for Ponte 
Soda." " Oh yes," replied Mills, " I certainly believed it to be 
so, because you told me so ; it was in the days of our mutual 
ignorance." We came home in tolerable time, and passed the 
evening at Lady Mary's. 

May 8. Breakfasted with Mills : only Gell and Cheney 
besides myself. They both snapped at each other, but Mills 
was quite the aggressor. They evidently have a strong dislike 
one for the other, under the pretence of great regard. Dined at 
Lady Mary's. A farewell dinner to L y Charlotte Hamilton and 
Dorlac, who all go off to-morrow for the Pyrenees. Hamilton 
hurries to England, in hopes the D. of Clarence will remember 
him should he come to the throne. 

Sunday, May 30. Villa Muti. E. C. was ill. With Lady 
Sandwich I drove to the Villa Falconieri to call on Cardinal 
Weld. The beautiful suite of rooms they have contrived to 
render comfortless and to prevent the free circulation of air, so 
that they are intensely hot. Mrs Clifford received. The C 1 
is at Rome. She is his daughter, and he has much scandalized 
the bigoted Catholics (English, I believe, and not Romans) by 
having been seen driving about with her in his carriage. Still 
more did he shock the pious, by protecting his little grand- 
daughter from a shower of rain with the red umbrella always 
carried behind Cardinals' carriages in case they should meet the 
Host ; and then it is used to cover them while holding the Holy 
Chalice in their hands, but upon no other occasion. 

June 21. Rome. In the morning I wrote to M e Murat x 
expressing my hopes that I might be permitted to call upon her 
before she went, and begging her to appoint a time. The reply 
I received was a wish to see me at 3 o'clock. Of course I was 
punctual. Hortense's apartment in the Palazzo Ruspoli, which 
she has lent her during her visit to Rome, I found all sossopra. 
The dinner was just over and the faquini were taking away the 

1 Caroline Marie Murat (1782-1839), Napoleon's third sister. She lived 
at Trieste, after her husband's removal from the throne of Naples, under 
the name of Comtesse de Lipona. She died in Florence. She had 
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dinner things from a room full of half-packed trunks, boxes, 
waste paper, and in fact in perfect disorder. I was kept waiting 
a short time talking to the black, skinny, grinning dame-de- 
compagnie, before M e Murat appeared. I was much struck with 
the great remains of beauty she still possesses. She is stout, and 
her figure is not good, but rather thick and stumpy ; however, 
notwithstanding that, she is very graceful and dignified in her 
motions. Her complexion, which I had heard was blotched and 
bad, was very clear and her features are regular and small. Her 
mouth has a very peculiar expression of firmness and decision, 
which when it relaxes into a smile is uncommonly pretty and 
playful. She reminded me of the D 8S of Bedford, tho' her person is 
smaller and more delicate. Her voice is very sweet. She speaks 
French with a very strong Italian accent, but with great fluency. 
When I saw her first she was extremely agitated, having 
received an intimation that the ten days first accorded her were 
to be limited to eight, and that she must depart to-morrow. 
She had sent to appeal, and had protested that having come to 
Rome to fulfil a sacred duty towards her mother, probably on 
her death-bed, that she would yield to force alone and not go 
into her carriage till the military came to order her to do so. 
Since she has been at Rome there have been no less than twelve 
meetings of the Corps Diplomatique, and several reams of paper 
have been filled. She told me, what I own I did not credit till 
afterwards it was confirmed by Gargarin, that Lord Stuart de 
Rothesay x (who the other day refused to interfere in her behalf 
about some lawsuit, because he said he was not authorized to 
do so by his employers) took upon his own responsibility, without 
having time to communicate with London, to sign a protest 
against her being permitted to remain at Rome. How com- 
pletely we are become the instruments of these rotten old 
dynasties ! ! ! She was expecting a reply to her last application, 
and had given her son-in-law, Rasponi, and Vannutelli rendezvous 
at the Coliseum, whither she begged me to accompany her, if 
I did not fear being seen in her carriage. Of course I went with 
her, tho' I had some apprehension that I might, in consequence, 
be refused a passport to Naples. She had never seen any of 
the many interesting sights here, as in all the journies she made 
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thro' Rome, " ceux qui m'accompagnaient " travelled so fast 
that she scarcely ever remained more than two or three hours 
in the town. 

She speaks with much agitation at the persecution of the 
Allies towards her, and said she almost regrets having come, as 
now when she is torn away from her mother she must make up 
her mind to never meeting again on this side the grave. How- 
ever her vanity is considerably flattered by the importance all 
the foreign courts seem to attach to her movements, and the 
persecuting distinction they shew her in contrast to the other 
members of the Bonaparte family. All ideas of being still an 
object of admiration to men she has not relinquished, and she 
owned to me that had it not been for her love for Christine, 
" elle aura volontiers fait tourner la t6te a ce cher Dudley." 
She has much dignity, and yet nothing repulsive in her manner or 
the least etiquettical. We walked about the Coliseum for half 
an hour, while her black skeleton dame-de-compagnie struggled 
to the summit. At length Vannutelli and Rasponi returned with 
the ultimate reply of the Cardinal's Secretary, that they would 
grant to-morrow, but that on the following day she must leave 
Rome. She turned very pale, her voice quivered from agitation. 
" Eh bien, je partirai quand on viendra me chasser. Une insulte 
de plus ou une insulte de moins ne leur coutera rien." We 
drove by the Temple of Vesta to her mother's. She was too 
absorbed to look much about her. I left her at her mother's 
door, and went home where I tried by remaining very quiet to 
undo the harm walking about and coming to Rome has done me. 

I staid at Naples till the I3th of September, making only two 
very dull excursions for a few nights to Castellamare to please 
E. C., who wanted to see the Moriers. H. de Ros lent me his house 
there. My life was very monotonous and not one much worthy, 
I am sorry to say, of record, tho' far from disagreable. I dined 
almost every day with Lady Mary, sometimes with the good old 
Archbishop, twice or thrice with Mr Hill at the Villa Belvedere. 
I used to sit up very late gambling deeper than I ought, and then 
walk about the town till daylight. I bathed in the sea daily 
during the hot weather and learnt a little to swim. The wonderful 
events in France during the last days of July absorbed all my 

1829-1830 377 

thoughts, 1 and turned me into a complete quidnunc. It was 
diverting to see their effect upon many of the society at Naples. 

I saw much of H. de Ros * and H. Fox. They both are 
agreable : the latter much the cleverest, but really as selfish as 
he professes. The former has no feeling whatever : all sensation 
is so dead that I suspect, to reverse 17 Blessington's observation 
on Gell, " he has not feeling enough to feel animal pleasure/' 
E. C. was much bit by his civil manner and sarcastic conversation, 
but I suspect discovered that all friendship with him must be 
hollow. E. C. was ill almost all the time we staid at Naples, 
and his temper was soured by perpetual suffering. I resolved 
for many reasons, and especially for the continuance of our 
friendship, to separate for some time. He affects more misan- 
thropy than he has, but his bad health and a natural disposition 
to be discontented is the cause of his extreme tartness and 
consequent unpleasantness. Tho' I have a very strong affection 
for him, I began to discover that he is very difficile a vivre. 
Perhaps the bitter regrets I feel, that I should have allowed his 
ill-judged but well-intended advice ever to regulate my conduct 
towards one who is now no more, renders me unjust towards 
him ; as I feel his interference and absurd notions have rendered 
me at times unkind and harsh to one that really loved me and to 
whom I can now never atone. 

This year has been a severe one to me. I have lost by death 
the person on earth who cared most for me, and by a concatena- 
tion of circumstances I feel that my friendship for E. C. can never 
again be what it once was. He has a good heart and is very 
clever, but is the worst counsellor I ever knew. In every instance 
in which I have been guided by his judgment and I regret to 
say they are numerous both in great and in small occasions of 
life, I have not ceased to lament that I did not follow my own 
wishes and opinions. He dragged me into that silly business 
about d'Orsay. He made me quarrel with L y Westmorland. 
He alas ! divided L y Northampton and me. And for him I 
have been on the point of sacrificing other and dearer ties. But 

1 The revolution against Charles X. and the proclamation of Loui 
Philippe as King. 

2 Henry William de Ros (1793-1839), who succeeded his mother in 
1831 as twenty-second Baron de Ros. See ante, p. 96. 

378 The Journal of Henry Edward Fox 

Time, which is the severest master, has taught me my folly, 
and I shall no longer act so weakly. Remorse is a cruel visitor, 
but her visits are beneficial. I look back upon life with much 
repentance. Not for the ambitious objects I have slighted, for 
had I attained them I should not be happier, and had I failed 
in the attempt, which is more likely, I should have been mortified 
and miserable. But I have cruelly and wantonly played with 
the feelings of others, I have never believed anyone attached 
to me, and I have on that account, and on that account only, 
and not from the fickleness of which I am accused, determined 
not to be myself attached. My conduct towards Miss V., 
M Ue P., and L y N. leave me much to regret especially the 
two last instances. In the former there was much scheming 
and duplicity. 

Enough of the past. I think sufficiently thereon without 
recording my thoughts in this book, in which I only want to 
preserve dates and facts that may escape my memory. These 
sad recollections are too firmly rooted there to require any 
record of them. 


N.B. The figures in italics give the note references to individuals, etc., mentioned. 

Abercromby, James, 36, 69, 133-4 
Abercromby, Mrs, 54-5, 69, 133, 153, 157 
Abercromby, Ralph, 66-7 

Aberdeen, George, 4th Earl of, 17, 57, 98, 187 
Aberdeen, Harriet, Countess of, 139, 187 
Abingdon, Montagu, 5th Earl and Countess of, 


Achilles Statue in Hyde Park, 100, 128, 133 
Achmet, Pasha, 209 
Adair, Sir Robert, 193, 35J~4 
Adam, Sir Frederick, 207 
Affleck, Lady, 30, 40, 44, 46, 54, 63, 67, 69, 83, 88, 

92-3, 100, 102-3, IO 9> IT 3 I:C 4> JI 6, 129-30, 

139, 150, 153, 175, 182, 186 
Albani, Cardinal, 346 
Albany, Comtesse d', 122, 160, 164 
Albemarle, Lord and Lady, 100, 106 
Aldborough, Lady, 559, 364 
Alexander I., 252, 255, 269-70, 296 
Allen, Dr John, 77-19, 27, 30, 33, 35, 46, 54-5, 

64, 68, 90, 98, in, 117-8, 120-1, 123-5, 134, 

153, 166, 358-9 

Alvanley, William, 2nd Baron, 58, 95, 120, 132, 236 
Amherst, William, ist Earl, 148, 151 
Ancram, John, Earl of, 138-9, 140, 142, 148 
Anglesey, Henry, ist Marquess of, 42-3, 74, 98, 

104, 1 06 

Angouleme, Due d', 182 
Anson, Lord, 70 

Apsley, Henry G., Viscount, 134, 212 
Argyll, George, 6th Duke of, 34, 38, 57, 59, 98 
Argyll, Duchess of, 135, 156 
Arsoli, Prince d' and Princesse, 247, 291-2 
Arundell, John E., loth Lord, 287, 306, 309-11, 


Arundell, Lady, 69, 287, 306-7, 310-11, 327, 344-5 
Ashburnham, Lady, 317, 323 
Ashley, Anthony, Lord (7th Earl of Shaftesbury), 

34-5, 116, 131 
Ashley, Hon. William, 181 
Ashley, Ladies, 129-31, 134, 172 
Auckland, Lord, 196 
Aylesford, Lady, 62, 131 

Bailey, Lady Sarah, 34 

Baines, Bishop, 290 

Bankes, William J., 106, 149, 165, 170 

Baring, Alexander (ist Lord Ashburton), 44, 318 

Baring, George and Mrs, 318-9 

Baring, Henry, 139 

Baring, Mrs Henry, 131, 134, 157 

Baring, Lady Harriet, 557, 360, 362 

Bath, Lady, 145 

Bathurst, Henry, 3rd Earl, 33-4, 49, 65, 77, 84, 

86-7, 100, 106, 128, 132, 153 
Bathurst, Lady, 65, 86, 87, 94-6, 102-3, IQ 6, 113, 

126, 128, 130, 149, 173 
Bathurst, Hon. Thomas S., 217 
Beauclerk, George, 98, 212 
Beauclerk, Mrs, 362-4 
Beauharnais, Eugene, 296 
Beauharnais, Hortense de, Comtesse de St Leu, 

237, 241, 249, 251-2, 262-71, 273, 275-80, 

288, 295-7, 299-300, 350-3, 366, 368, 372, 

Becher, William W., 66, 95 
Beckford, William, 240 

Bedford, Georgina, Duchess of, 25, 35-6, 58, 93, 

Bedford, John, 6th Duke of, 25, 33, 35-6, 40, 57, 

82, 115, 129, 131-4, 157, 173, 181, 187, 296 
Belfast, George, Earl of (3rd Marquess of Donegall), 

5 2 , 130 

Belgrave, Richard, Viscount, 78 

Bell, " Jockey," 45 

Belzoni, Giovanni B., 55, 57 

Bentinck, Lord F., and Lady, 250, 267 

Beresford, William, Viscount, 71 

Bergami, 64, 91 

Berri, Duchesse de, 70 

Berry, Miss, 30, 33, 34, 104 

Bertrand, Comte and Comtesse, 82, 83-5, 93, 149- 

50, 194, 233 
Bessborough, Frederick, 3rd Earl of, and Lady, 25, 

53, 5.6, 71, 73, 88, 91 

Binda, Giuseppe, 25, 27, 30, 35, 37, 88-9, 91 

Bingham, Mr, 65, 112, 149, 281 

Blake, Miss, 206, 330-2 

Blane, Sir Gilbert, 53 

Blessington, Charles, ist Earl of, and Lady, 62, 69, 
158, 161, 204, 211, 215, 217-8, 234-5, 238, 
241-2, 244, 250, 265-9, 270, 281, 286, 288, 
292-4, 298-9, 377 

Bligh, General, 47 

Bloomfield, Sir Benjamin, 53, 95, 105, 311 

Blucher, Countess, 368-9 

Boddington, Samuel, 152 

Bonaparte, Caroline. See Murat 

Bonaparte, Charles Lucien, Prince de Musignano, 
509, 323, 367, 369 

Bonaparte, Charles Napoleon, 323 

Bonaparte, Princess Charlotte, 325-4 

Bonaparte, Eliza, Princesse de Piombino, 233 

Bonaparte, Jerome, Comte de Montfort and Com- 
tesse, 196, 200, 220, 240, 246, 254, 262, 267, 
303, 304, 306, 315, 319, 322, 344-5, 348, 367-8, 

Bonaparte, Joseph, Comte de SurvUliers, ex-King 
of Spain, 220, 323 

Bonaparte, Letizia (" Madame Mere "), 795-9, 
232, 262, 271, 299-300, 302-3, 316, 322, 373 

Bonaparte, Louis, ex-King of Holland, Comte de 
St Leu, 196, 316-7, 321-2, 350-2 

Bonaparte, Lucien, Prince de Canino, 300, 322, 
344, 348-9 

Bonaparte, Napoleon. See Napoleon 

Bonaparte, Pauline, Princesse Borghese, 72, 163 

Bordeaux, D. de, 243 

Boswell, Sir Alexander, 707-8, 123 

Bourke, Comte de and Comtesse, 74, 157, 166-7 

Bourrienne's Memoirs, 352, 354-5 

Bradshaw, Mrs, actress, 50, 89, 140, 360-2 

Brandenburg- Anspach, Margravine of, 203-4, 211, 


Breadalbane, Mary, Marchioness of, 740 
Brougham, Henry, Lord, 27, 36, 38-9, 41-2, 45, 

5, 52, 54, 57, 69, 88, 92, 127, 156, 162, 180, 


Brougham, Mrs, 56 
Buchanan, George, and James I., 357 
Buckingham, Richard, ist Duke of, 106, 115, 370- 


Bunsen, C. K. J., 345~6, 348 
Burdett, Sir Francis, 73, 363 


380 The Journal of Henry Edward Fox 

Burdett, Miss, 359 

Burghersh, John, Lord and Lady, 134, 164 

Burke, Edmund, 37, 109 

Bute, Frances, Marchioness of, 198, aoi, 205, 212, 

215, 220, 325-6 

Butera, Prince and Princess, 283, 319, 338 
Butler, Lady Elinor, 275, 279, 281-2, 284-5, 287-8, 

294, 304 

Byng, George, 321-2 
Byron, Lady, 161, 239 
Byron, Lord, 33, 57, 59, 61, 77, 89, 93, 159, 160-6, 

170, 193, 198, 202, 210, 214, 216, 277, 298, 


Callcott, Augustus and Mrs, 272 

Calcraft, Granby, 64, 101, 207 

Calcraft, John, 52, 64, 66-8 

Cambridge, Adolphus, Duke of, 348 

Campan, Madame de, 249, 296-7 

Campbell, Thomas, 59 

Canino, Princesse de, 300, 322 

Canning, George, 36, 50, 53-4, 58, 66, 68, 73, 107-8, 
114, 138, 141, 144, 153-4, J 56, 242, 331, 333, 
336, 340 

Canning, Miss Harriet (Lady Clanricarde), 106, 
TJ5-40, 142-5, i4 8 , I 7o, 174, 176 

Canning, Mrs, 137, 139, 174, 205, 366 

Canning, Stratford, 340 

Canova, 53, 80, 172 

Caprecelatro, Monsignore, 203, 283, 285, 337 

Caraccioli, Domenico, 361 

Carlisle, Lady, 150 

Caroline, Queen, 35-43, 45, 50-2, 54, 66, 70, 79, 81, 
91, 97, 308 

Carrington, Robert, ist Lord, 131, 335 

Castiglione, Cardinal. See Pius VIII. 

Celles, M. de, 348 

Chabot, Lady Isabella, 255-6 

Chalmers, Thomas, ^17-9 

Chandos, Richard, Lord (2nd Duke of Bucking- 
ham), 310-11 

Chan trey, Francis, 33, 53, 67 

Charlemont, Lady, 97, 350 

Charles X., 226, 252, 346, 353 

Charlotte, Princess, 32, 34, 149, 324 

Chateaubriand, Vicomte de, 131, 345-6, 348 

Chatillon, 344 

Cheney, Edward, 15, 231, 237-8 ; 240, 242-4, 246- 
8, 251-4, 256-8, 260-4, 266, 268-79, 281-2, 
284-95, 302-4, 309, 313-4, 320, 322, 324-6, 
328, 330, 332, 336-7, 339-40, 342, 345, 347, 
349, 35i, 353, 365, 367, 370-3, 376-7 

Cheney, Henry, 242, 248, 257, 279, 290, 295, 365 

Cheney, Mrs, 231, 254, 258, 262, 265, 267, 271, 276, 
278, 294, 356, 362, 364 

Cimetelli, Prince, 51-2, 56, 59, 64 

Clairmont, Jane, 61 

Clanwilliam, Richard, 3rd Earl of, 102, 144, 151, 

Clarence, William, Duke of, and Duchess, 47, 65, 
87, in, 374 

Clephane, Mrs, 238-9, 241, 258-9, 282, 303, 306, 
309, 312, 325-6, 33i, 367 

Clifford, Augustus W. J., go 

Club, The, 34-5, 90 

Cockburn, Henry Thomas, 118-9, "3 

Coigny, D. de, 114 

Coigny, Madame de, 71-2, 166 

Coke, Lady Ann, 101 

Coke, Thomas W., 101-3, 151 

Coleridge, Samuel Taylor, 32 

Colyar, Mr and Mrs, 237, 307, 309, 326, 343-5, 
348, 369 

Compton, Countess (Lady Northampton), 799, 
213, 215-8, 220-1, 223-5, 238, 240, 243-50, 
253,255-60,265-6,268-70, 273, 275-6, 279-80, 
282-9, 292-3, 298, 301-2, 309, 325, 327-8, 
338, 372, 377-8 

Compton, Spencer, Earl, 2nd Marquess of Nor- 
thampton, J9p, 248, 302, 323, 367, 377 

Concordat, and Napoleon, 28 

Conolly, Louisa, Lady, 73 

Consalvi, Cardinal, 36, 160, J97, 248, 346 

Conyngham, Lady, 38, 91, 106, 115, 126, 154, 166-7 

Conyngham, Lord Francis, 39, 95, 105 

Copley, Sir J., 42, 120, 779, 366 

Copley, Misses, 144-5, 169-74, 179 

Cork, Lady, 133 

Courtenay, Thomas Peregrine, 50 

Coussmaker, Miss, 136 

Coutts, Thomas, 102-3. See St Albans 

Coventry, Mary Augusta (afterwards 4th Lady 

Holland), 15, 370, 373 
Coventry, Lady. See Deerhurst 
Cowper, Peter, sth Earl, and Lady, 15, 49, 63, 84, 

172, 175, 187, 356 
Cradock, John H., 80, 227-8, 358 
Cranston, Mr, 67 
Crauford, Me, 71 
Crawford, Lady Mary, 266 
Croy, Prince de, 344 

Dalberg, D. de, 73-4 

Dallas, Lady, 368-9 

Dalton, Mrs, 268, 368-9 

Darlington, Lord, 63 

David, Giovanni, singer, 326, 343 

Davison, Thomas, 56-7 

Davy, Sir Humphry and Lady, 48, 56, 60, 73, 96-7, 

123, 196, 198, 201-2, 339 
Decazes, Elie, D. de, 36, 51, 60-1 
Deerhurst, Lady Mary (Lady Coventry), 211, 213- 

5, 217, 237-8, 248, 253-7, 275, 278, 280, 297, 

328-9, 367, 370, 373, 376 
Denman, Thomas, ist Lord, 31, 59-41, 45, 49-50, 

52, 54 

Denon, Baron, 73, 78, 85 

De Ros, Henry W., 22nd Lord, 96, 376-7 

De Ros, William, 23rd Lord, 69, 87 

Devonshire, William, 6th Duke of, 64-5, 74, 89-90, 

159, 236, 355, 359-6o 
Devonshire, Elizabeth, Duchess of, 159 
Digby, Lord, 30, 33 
Dino, Duchesse de, 75-7 
Dodwell, Edward and Mrs, 199, 240, 244, 247, 267, 

278, 304, 341 
Douglas, John, 119, 132 
Drouot, General, 92, 232 
Drummond, Sir William and Lady, 203, 204-5, 240, 

242, 244-6, 254, 286, 333 
Duchesnois, Mile, actress, 71 
Ducis, 73 
Dudley and Ward, John William, Viscount (Earl 

of Dudley), 47-50, 55, 61, 64, 131, 139, 150, 

152-3, 170, 234, 236, 317, 361, 363 
Dumont, Etienne, n, 79, 195 
Duncannon, John William, Lord, 66, 91, 128 
Dungannon, Lord, 777 
Dundas, Hon. Robert (4th Viscount), 15, 97-5, 

100, 104, 106, 128, 257 
Durazzo, Me, 73-4, 87 
Durham, Earl of. See Lambton 

Ebrington, Hugh, Viscount, and Lady, 176 

Edgeworth, Maria, 54, go, 106, 109 

Edmiston, Miss, 92 

Egremont, 3rd Earl of, 183-5 

Ellenborough, Lord, 27, 195 

Ellice, Edward, 104 

Ellis, Charles Rose (afterwards Baron Seaford), 

50, 58, 66 
Ellis, George (ist Lord Dover) and Mrs, 40-1, 49, 

53, 58, 66, 94, 96, 104, no, 112-3, 323 
Elphinstone, Lady, 142-3, 175-6 

Erroll, William, i8th Earl of, 40, 143 

Enroll, Lady, 40, 47, 50, 128, 188, 206, 330-1, 334 

Erskine, Lady Janet, 108 

Erskine, John F., 124 

Erskine, Thomas, ist Lord, 39, 40-1, 84, 130, 356 

Essex, George, sth Earl of, 40, 60, 71 

Essex, Sarah, Lady, do, 105 

Este, Miss d', 32, 247-5, 270 

Esterhazy, Paul, 294 

Esterhazy, Princesse, 127, 297 

Euston, Lady, 58, 103 

Fawcett, John, actor, 50 


Fazakerley, John N. and Mrs, 100, 122, 157-^, *94~ 
6, 201, 205, 362, 364 

Ferdinand IV., Naples, 203 

Ferguson, Captain Adam, 121-3 

Ferrers, Lord and Lady, 250 

Fersen, Count, 296-7 

Fesch, Cardinal, 300, 346, 373 

Fielding, Lady Elizabeth, 54 

Fife, fames, sth Earl of, 32, 65, 100 

FitzClarence, Elizabeth. See Erroll 

FitzClarence, George (Earl of Munster), and Mrs, 
183, 184-5 

FitzClarence, Mary. See Fox, Mrs Charles R. 

Fitzgerald, Lord Henry, 70 

FitzHarris, James, Viscount, 338-9 

Fitzherbert, Mrs, 127 

Fitzpatrick, Ladies Anne and Gertrude, n, 63, 83, 
113, 148, 167-8 

Fitzpatrick, General Hon. Richard, n, 33, 187 

Fkzwilliam, William, 4th Earl of, 171 

Flahault, Count de, 31, 36-7, 60 

Flahault, Madame de (Lady Keith), 31, 68, 149, 

Fortescue, George, 87, 181 

Foscolo, Ugo, 46-8 

Foss, M. and Me, 339, 342 

Fox, Hon. Caroline, jo-u, 16, 26, 54, 62, 67, 85-6, 
98, 100, 103, 111-3, J 83, 224, 264 

Fox, Charles James, n, 12, 34, 37, 96 

Fox, Mrs Charles James, 176, 183, 189 

Fox, Charles Richard, 12, 40, 65, 69-70, 81, 96, 
128, 145, 147, 149-50, 153, 190, 205-6, 212-3, 
225, 227, 238, 265, 278 

Fox, Mrs Charles Richard, 12, 40, 47, 190, 212 

Fox, Hon. Georgina Anne, 9, 30, 68 

Fox, Hon. Henry Edward (4th Lord Holland), 
acting, lor ; at Edinburgh, 117 ; elected to 
Travellers' Club, 104 ; hates the country, 43, 
97. l8 3 ; Journal, in Brighton, 187-90, 354-65 ; 
in Italy, 159-66, 196-223, 231-330, 337~54, 
365-78 ; in Malta, 206-7, 330-7 ; in Paris, etc., 
70-81, 157-8, 166, 190-6, 223-6 ; in Scotland, 
117-24, 140-4; leaves Oxford, 104, 116; 
M.P., 223, 230; opinions on England's treat- 
ment of Napoleon, 76-8 ; on authors, 60 ; on 
bigotry and hypocrisy of Englishmen, 83, 164- 
5, 171, 193, 210, 364 ; on Byron, 160-6 ; on 
cards, 173 ; on Catholic religion, 219-20 ; on 
politics, 35, 186, 195-6 ; on talents, 44 ; on 
self-sufficiency, 41 ; robbed by highwaymen, 
312-3 ; portraits, 33, 262-5 

Fox, Henry Stephen, 73, 338, 377 

Fox, Hon. Mary Elizabeth (afterwards Lady Lil- 
ford), 9, 16, 59, 62, 67, 70, 81, 84, 90, 92, 94, 
97i 99. IOO > IOI IO 3i IQ 6, 112, 126-7, I 39. 1 4%> 
151, I 57. 165, 175, 182-3, 186, 189, 192, 212-3, 
224, 257, 265, 278, 298, 348, 356-7, 362, 373 
Fox Club, jo, 34, 153 
Fox-Strangways, Hon. John G. C., 104 
Francis, Sir Philip, 26-7, 187 
Frere, Bartholomew, 102 
Frere, John Hookham, 30, 206, 330-7 
Frias, D. de, 64 
Frioul, Duchesse de, 368 
Funchal, Marquis de, 43-6, 261, 274 

Gabrielli, Princesse, 520, 327 

Gaetani, 267, 304, 312, 366 

Galiffi, Cardinal, 369 

Gallois, M., 70-1, 76, 157 

Cell, Sir William, 205, 211, 218-9, a8 7, 34, 3 8 , 

328, 342, 367, 373-4, 377 
George IV., 38, 68, 70, 73, 75, 81, 91, 105, 115, 

140-3, 156, 186-8, 236, 260, 270, 361 
Gerard, Francois, painter, 73, 79 
Gibson, John, sculptor, 66, 120-1, 263, 325 
Gifford, Sir Robert, 40-1 

Girardin, Louis Stanislas, Comte de, 7^-80, 225 
Glenbervie, Lord, 27, 151 
Glengall, Lady, 53 
Glenorchy, Lord and Lady (2nd Marquess of 

Breadalbane), 140, 143 
Goderich, Viscount, 260 
Godoy, Manuel de, Duke of Alcudia, 227-2 

Goldsmith, Oliver, 34 

Gordon, Alexander, 4th Duke of, and Duchess, 34, 


Gordon, Lady Duff, 196, 198, 202, 205, 296 
Gortchakoff, Prince Alexander, 257, 269-70, 295 
Goulburn, Henry, go 
Gower, George, Earl Gower and Countess, 36, 129, 

131, 143, 168, 170 
Graham, Mrs, 194, 354 
Grampound, Borough of, 66 
Grant, Sir William, 28-g, 36 
Grantham, Lord and Lady, 777, 180-1, 224 
Granville, George, Viscount and Lady, 176, 182, 

186, 227 

Grattan, Henry, 33 
Grattan, Miss, 55 
Grenville, Lord, 91, 156 
Grenville, Thomas, 31, 355 
Greville, Charles, 13, 32, 90, 95, 129, 150 
Greville, Lady Charlotte, 68, 116, 126 
Greville, Henry, 13, 27, 30-2, 45, 52-3, 55, 63, 69, 

86, 89, 91, 95, 97, loo-i, 104-5, "2-3, 116-9, 

127-8, 135, 144-6, 148, 150, 153, 155, 167, 

169, 170, 176-7, 181 
Grey, Charles, 2nd Earl, 40, 54, 62, 134, 146, 153, 

158, 174 

Grey, Lady, 15, 90, 102, 146, 150, 174, 264 
Grey, Charles, General and Mrs, 145 
Grey, Sir Charles Edward, 69 
Grey, Sir Henry, 145 
Grey, Lady Elizabeth, go, 144-6, 150 
Guiccioli, Countess (also appears as " T. G."), 202, 

213-6, 219-21, 223, 261, 267-8, 273, 276, 278, 

280, 282, 285, 289, 295, 298-9, 315-6, 318, 

337-9, 343, ?68, 371, 373 
Guilford, Frederick, sth Earl of, 207, 243 
Gwydyr, Lady, 70, 135, 138, 142-3, 153, 171 

Haddington, Thomas, 9th Earl of, and Lady, 565-6 

Halford, Sir H., 49-50, 53, 67-8 

Hallam, Henry, 32, 45, 48, 54, 152-3 

Hallande, Miss, singer, 66 

Hamilton, Lady Anne, 36 

Hamilton, Alexander, loth Duke of, 141, 143, 245 

Hamilton, Lord Archibald, 37, 47-8, 56-7, 69 

Hamilton, Terrick, 328 

Hankey, Sir F., 243 

Hardwicke, Philip, 3rd Earl of, and Lady, 25$, 292 

Harness, Rev. Wm., 769-70 

Harrington,_Charles, 3rd jiarl of, 56, 58, 65 
797-8, 201 

Harrowby, Dudley, ist Earl of, and Lady, 127, 

Hastings, Francis, ist Marquess of, and Lady, J7-2, 
206-7, 334 

Hayter, George, painter, 235, 319 

Heber, Richard, 754 

Herbert, Mrs, 51, 127, 139 

Hill, Lord A., 146-7 

Hill, William, 759-60, 376 

Hobhouse, John, 68, 198 

Holland, Elizabeth, 3rd Lady, and dispatches on 
Napoleon, 49 ; legacy from Napoleon, 77, 86 ; 
and Sir Hudson Lowe, 84 ; temper, 113 ; 
scene with H. E. Fox, 137 ; other references, 
10, 12-14, 17, 19, 26, 34-5, 37, 45-9, 5i, 54, 
56, 62-9, 72-3, 75-9, 81, 83, 86, 88-93, 9 6 , 
100, 103, no, 112-4, 116, 119, 132, 135, 144, 
148, 151, 153, 158, 163, 166, 170-3, 175-7, lolj 
189, 195, 224-7, 235, 26r, 271, 298, 312, 354-6 

Holland, Henry, ist Lord, 26 

Holland, Henry Richard, 3rd Lord, 9-12, 14, 17-8, 
25, 26, 30, 32, 34-9, 45-8, 53-4, 60, 62, 66, 
68-72, 81, 89, 91, 105, in-12, 114-15, 117, 
129, 135, 137-8, 152-3, 163, 166, 176, 183, 195, 
221, 223-4, 226, 235, 246, 269, 312, 356 

Home, Archibald, 105, 127 

Hope, John, 133-4 

Hope, Thomas and Mrs, 186-7, 189 

Homer, Leonard, 720 

Howard, Ladies, 105, 131, 169 

Howard, Hon. George W. F. (7th Earl of Carlisle), 
13, 15, 35, 46, 7i, 106-7, 181, 190 

Howard de Walden, Charles Augustus, 6th Lord, 
50, 88, 129, 131, 139, 145, 148-9 

382 The Journal of Henry Edward Fox 

Howick, Henry George, Lord (3rd Earl Grey), 145, 


Hume, David, 258 
Huntingdon, Earl of, 31-2 
Huntly, George, Marquess of, 25, 36 
Huskisson, William, 273 

Ibrahim Pasha, 211 

Ilchester, Caroline, Countess of, 29 

Ilchester, Henry Stephen, 3rd Earl of, 12, 29 

Irving, Mr, 129, 172 

Italinski, 222 

Jackson, Rev. Cyril, 38 

James I., Buchanan on, 357 

Jeffrey, Francis and Mrs, 69, 118-9, 123-4, I 4 

Jekyll, Joseph, 27, 62, 86, 151 

Jenks, Dr, 237, 250, 292 

Jersey, George, 5th Earl of, 64, 66, 115, 130 

Jersey, Lady, 15, 38, 52, 65-6, 68, 74, 79, 95, 97, 

100, 106, 108, no, 128, 141, 149, 153, 168, 

181, 194, 356-7, 360 
John Bull, 57-8, 66, 103, 108 
Johnson, Samuel, 29, 34 
Josephine, Empress, 73, 80, 192, 233, 264-5, 271, 

299, 35i, 353 
" Junius " Letters, 26, 35, 187 

Kean, Edward, 43, 92, 101, 142, 150, 168 

Keith, George, Viscount, 31, 68, 165 

Kelly, Miss, 150, 176 

Kemble, John Philip, 52, 157 

Kenney, James, dramatist, 359 

Kent, Duchess of, 116 

Ker, Lord Schomberg, 208 

Kerry, William, Earl of, 90 

Kestner, 289-90 

Kinnaird, Charles, 8th Baron, 35, 799 

Kinnaird, Hon. Douglas J. W., 161-2 

Kinneder, William Erskine, Lord, 122 

Kinnoull, Thomas R., loth Earl, 104 

Kleber, General, 85 

Knight, Henry Gaily, 61 

Knight, Richard Payne, 29, 37, 57, 106 

Knighton, Sir William, 53 

Labouchere, Henry, 44, 52 

La Fayette, 71, 190-1 

Lamb, Lady Caroline, 33, 55, 163, 165, 198, 334, 

Lamb, Hon. Sir Frederick, 16, 236 

Lamb, Hon. George and Mrs, 56, 93, 95 

Lamb, Hon. William (Lord Melbourne), 31, 38, 

63, 198 

Lambton, John G. (afterwards ist Earl of Dur- 
ham) and Lady L., 75, 90, 93, 146-7, 234-5 
Lambton, William H., 148 
Lansdowne, Louisa, Lady, 59, 126-7 
Lansdowne, Henry, 3rd Marquess of and Lady, 31, 

33, 40, 59, 68, 126-7, 130, 153-4 
Lascelles, Henry (3rd Earl of Harewood), 169 
Lascelles, Hon. William S. S. and Lady Caroline, 

112, 166, 769, 175, 181 
La Tour et Taxis, Princesse de, 305 
Lauderdale, James, 8th Earl of, 32, 71, 78, 117, 

129, 140 
Laval-Montmorency, Adrien, Prince de, 212, 245-6, 

252, 263, 265-7, 269, 272, 280, 286-7, 290, 

292-3, 297, 299, 341 
La Valette, Comte de, 51, 74, 80, 92 
Lawrence, Sir Thomas, 36, 115 
Leach, Sir John, 28, 66, 175 
Leinster, Augustus, 3rd Duke of, and Duchess, 57, 

Lennox, Lady Georgiana, 87, 95-6, 98, 100, 127-9, 

131-4, 136-9, 153, 169-70, 176 
Lennox, Lady Louisa, 104, 113 
Lennox, Lord William, 131, 147-8 
Leo XII., 797, 254, 260, 271, 288, 290-1, 301, 309, 

Leopold, Prince of Saxe Coburg, 64 

Leveson-Gower, Lord Francis (ist Earl of Elles- 
mere), 69, 99, 105-7, 112, 114, 118-20, 126, 
140, 142, 151, 167, 173, 176, 181-2 

Leveson-Gower, Lady F., xoa, 112, 116-7, 127, 140, 


Lewis, Matthew Gregory, 31 
Lieven, Princess, 94-6, 112, 168, 171, 340 
Lilford, Lady. See Fox, Hon. Mary Elizabeth 
Lilford, Thomas, 3rd Lord, 348, 373 
Listen, John, actor, 47, 172 
Liverpool, Robert, 2nd Earl of, and Lady, 36, 40, 

57, 73, 9i, I4i 
Lockhart, Mrs, 122 
Londonderry, Charles, 3rd Marquess of (Lord 

Stewart), 49, 51, 108, 133 
Londonderry, Frances Anne, Lady, 49, ij8 
Londonderry, Robert, 2nd Marquess of, and Lady, 

33, 51, 64-5, 105, 106, 136, 141-2 
Loughborough, Lord, 356 
Louis XVIII., 191, 195, 262 
Lowe, Sir Hudson, 82-4, 132 
Lucan, Richard, 2nd Earl of, 66, 71 
Lucca, Duchess of, 279 
Lumley, Mrs, 147, 177 
Lushington, Stephen, 37, 45 
Luttrell, Henry, 48, 55, 64, 66, 70, 85, 91, 95, 132, 

172, 175, 186, 221 

Lyndhurst, Sarah, Lady, 234, 555, 357-63, 365 
Lyndhurst, Lord, 555, 357 
Lynedoch, Thomas, Lord, 25, 115, 176 

Macdonald, Sir Archibald, 702 

MacKintosh, Sir James, Lady, and Miss, 31-2, 50, 

69, 84, 101, 113, 123, 126-8, 132, 134, 149, 152, 

171, 198, 355, 357 
Macready, Wm. C., 47, 150 
Mahmoud II., 340-1 
Maitland, Hon. Anthony (afterwards loth Earl of 

Lauderdale), 66-7 
Maitland, Sir T., 243 
Manners-Sutton, Charles, 37 
Mansfield, William, ist Earl of, 40 
Maria Luisa, Queen of Spain, 30 
Marie Antoinette, Queen, 225-6, 296-7 
Marie Louise, Empress, 246, 255, 353 
Marlborough, George, 5th Duke of, 88 
Mars, Mile, actress, 71, 102, 190, 225, 238 
Marsh, Rev. Matthew, 13, 62-7 
Martinetti, M. and Me, 199, 202, 339, 550 
Mathews, Charles, comedian, 60, 105, 107 
Mathias, Thomas J., 2*5 
Melfort, Charles, D. de, 245 
Metternich, Prince, 49, 51 
Milbank, Lady Augusta, 77^ 
Millingen, James, 2*5 
Mills, Sir Charles, 240, 243, 373-4 
Milton, Charles, Viscount (sth Earl Fitzwilliam), 


Mitford, Hon. Henry R., and Lady Georgina, 360, 


Mole, Comte de, 74, 81, 157 
Monson, Miss, 25, 266-7, 357 
Montholon, M. and Me de, 82, 83-4, 92-3 
Monticelli, Cavaliere, 284 
Moore, James, surgeon, 46 
Moore, Thomas, 73, 89, 114, 162 
Morgan, Lady, 75$ 
Morier, Jame's J., 377, 376 
Morley, John, ist Earl of and Lady, 9-91, 102-3, 

113, 115, 154-6, 169 

Mornay, Comte Charles de, 360-2, 364-5 
Morpeth, George, Viscount (6th Earl of Carlisle), 

31, 38, 65, 67, 102, 129, 138, 175, 181 
Morpeth, Lady G., 31, 65, 106-7, 114, 136, 155 
Mortier, Charles Henri, 237 
Morton, Lady, 779 
Moseley, J. G., 7*9-90, 202 
Muller, 125 
Murat, Prince, 265 
Murat, Princesse (Caroline Marie Bonaparte), 364, 


Murray, Lady Augusta, 32 
Murray, John, 33, 61, 89, 118, 720, 123-4, 162 

Nagle, Sir E., 38, 81 

Napier, Sir Charles James, 208 

Napier, Mrs Henry, 257 


Napier, Lady Sarah, 43 

Napoleon I., as a shot, 80; Fox on England's treat- 
ment of, 76-8 ; gift from Duke of Bedford, 82 ; 
legacy to Lady Holland, 82 ; morning of his 
abdication, 37 ; Sir Hudson Lowe's treatment 
of, 82-3 ; will, 92 ; 28, 36-7, 49, 51, 72-3, 

76, 78, 83-5, 97, 159, 163-4, 192, 200, 222, 

231-5, 246, 255, 263-6, 271, 275, 296, 299, 
305, 315, 319, 321, 327, 351-5 

Napoleon 1 1., 31 

Napoleon III., Emperor, 277, 351, 372 

Neipperg, Count, 246, 353 

Newport, Sir John, 777 

Ney, Me, 249 

NoaUles, Charlotte, Vicomtesse de, 141-2, 144 

Noblet, actress, 63, 65 

Norfolk, Bernard, i2th Duke of, 66, 114, 230 

Normanby, Constantine Henry, Viscount and Lady, 

95, 146-7, 148, 156, 165, 169, 235 
North, Lady Georgina, 325 
Northampton, Charles, ist Marquess of, and Lady, 


Northampton, 2nd Lord and Lady. See Compton 
Norton, Hon. Mrs, 292 
Nott, George F., 2<?5 

Nugent (half-brother of Henry Luttrell), 336 
Nunez, Fernan, 90 

Ogilvy, William, 96 

Oldenburg, Duchess of, 255 

O'Meara, Barry E., 730, 132, 149 

O'Neill, Elizabeth, actress, 66, 95 

Ord, Mr and Mrs, 30-1, 47-8, 54, 89, 92-3, 97, 105- 

6, 153 

Orleans, Louis Philippe, Due d', 71, 79, 193 
Orleans, Louise, Duchesse d', 72 
Orsay, Count Alfred d', 75*, 161, 204, 216-8, 235, 

241-2, 244, 247, 250, 265, 279-82, 286-94, 377 
Orsay, Comtesse Albert, d', 72 
Orsay, Lady Harriet d', 247, 243, 250 
Ossulston, Charles Augustus, Lord and Lady (sth 

Earl of Tankerville), #9-90, 93, 103, 150 
Oxford, Lady, 167 

Paget, Lady Augusta, 36 

Paget, Lady Jane, 86, 98, 104, 106, 108-9, 128 

Parr, Dr Samuel, 38, 308 

Patterson, Mrs (wife of Jer6me Bonaparte), 796, 

315-7, 3 J 9 

Pechell, Sir Samuel, 206-10 
Pedro I., 357 

Peel, Lady Jane, 105, 120, 123, 149, 167 
Peel, Laurence, 92, 103-4, 112, 120, 123-8, 149 
Peel, Sir Robert, 17, 62-3, 65, 91, 114, 126, 128, 

134, 157 

Pellew, Hon. Fleetwood and Mrs, 10, 772, 174 
Percy, Hon. Charles and Mrs, 797, 202, 369 
Petersham, Charles, Viscount, 56, 58, 63, 67, 69 
Petre, Lady, 134, 178 
Petre, Hon. R . E., 144, 747-8 
Pillans, James, 777, 120 
Pitt, William, 32, 34, 337 
Pius VII., 347 
Pius VIII., 346-7 

Plunket, Baron, 68, 108, 113, 119, 126, 152 
Pointz, Misses, 729, 131, 179 
Ponsonby, General Hon. Sir F., and Lady, 63, 

146, 330, 334-5 

Ponsonby, Louisa, Lady, 746, 171 
Ponsonby, Hon. Wm., 91, 155 
Posse, Count de, 302, 316-7 
Potocka, Mile Natalie, 231, 276, 378 
Potocki, Count Alexandre, 231 
Powlett, Lady Caroline, 134, 77.?, 247, 324 
Pozzo di Borgo, 354 
Prichard, Mrs, no 
Puccini, 763 
Putbus, Count, 237, 247 

Quin, Dr, 273 

Rancliffe, George, Lord, and Lady, 707 
Ravensworth, Thomas H., : 

I., ist Lord, and Lady, 

Recamier, Me, 73 

Redesdale, John, ist Lord, 64 

Rennell, Rev. Thomas, 736 

Reynolds, Sir Joshua, 109 

Ribonpierre, M., 339-42 

Richmond, Duchess of, 69, 106, 129-30, 136 

Rogers, 28-35, 40, 42-9, 53, 55, 61-4, 85, 126-8, 

161, 331 

Romilly, Sir Samuel, 26, 28, 30, 32-3 
Rose, William Stewart, 99 
Roshkelli, 237 
Ross, Lady Mary, 255-6 
Rossini, composer, 188 
Rosslyn, Lord, 108, 123 
Rumbold, Emily, 284 
Rumford, Me, 72-3, 76, 80, 190 
Russell, Lord George William, and Lady, 34, 37, 

159, 166-8 

Russell, Lord John, 16, 40, 42-3, 60, 74, 84 
Russell, John, 135-6 
Russell, Lord William, 25, 33, 269 
Russell, Lord Wriothesley, 292 

Sacrati, Marchesa, 315-6, 318, 320' 

St Albans, Duchess of, 702-3, 315, 361, 363-4 

St Albans, gih Duke of, 766-7, 359, 361, 363 

St Aulaire, Joseph, Comte de, 709 

St Aulaire, Comte de (son), 218 

St Helens, Lord and Lady, 30 

Saluces, Count A. de, 144 

Samlinoff, Me, 326, 343 

Sandford, Daniel Keyte, 57, 69, 117-8, 123-4, I 4t 

152, 165 
Sandon, Dudley, Viscount (2nd Earl of Harrowby), 

198, 205, 220, 222 
Sandwich, John, 7th Earl of, 139 
Sandwich, Mary, Countess of, 267, 269-70, 286, 


Scarlett, James, 45 
Scott, Sir Walter, 27, 32, 43, 51, 57, 61, 89, 119- 

22, 129, 139, 141-2, 155, 157, 193, 238-9 
Scott, Lady, 727 
Scott, Sir William (Lord Stowell), 28, 34, 36, 38, 53, 

100, 129, 149 

Severn, Joseph, painter, 244, 251, 347 
Seymour, Lord (i2th Duke of Somerset), 244-5, 


Shaftesbury, Cropley Ashley, 6th Earl of, 67 
Sharp, Richard, 28, 47-9 
Sharpe, Charles Kirkpatrick, 722, 141 
Shaw-Stewart, Sir Michael, 269, 272 
Sheridan, Charles, 735 
Sheridan, Richard B., 52, 109-10 
Shrewsbury, Lady, 344-5 
Shuttleworth, Rev. Philip, Bishop of Chichester, and 

Mrs, 12-13, 40, 43, 57, 86, 104, 145-6, 793-4 
Siddons, Mrs, 29, 109-10, 128, 131 
Sidmouth, Henry, ist Viscount, 68, 174 
" Slop, Dr," original of, 29 
Smith, Emily (Lady Worcester), 86-7, 98, 125, 128- 

9, 131 

Smith, Leveson, 27, 91, 99, 104, 151 
Smith, Robert Percy, and Mrs, n, 27, 52, 90, 125, 

Smith, Robert Vernon (ist Lord Lyveden), 12, 

88, 127, 138, 165, 167-8, 171 
Smith, Mrs Robert Vernon, 726, 128, 146, 165, 171 
Smith, Saba, 27, 30 
Smith, Rev. Sydney and Mrs, n, 18, 26-31, 114, 

724-5, 159, 175, 179, 225 
Somerset, Edward A., nth Duke of, and Duchess, 

Somerset, Lord Charles, 82, 183 

Somerset, Lord Granville, 59, 131 

Sontag, Mile, 228 

Soult, Marshal, 76, 80 

Souza, Me de, 749, 157, 354 

Spencer, Lord, 40, 61, 69 

Spencer, Lavinia, Countess, 102, 108 

Spencer, Lord Robert, 7*5 

Spenser, Edmund, poet, 61 

Spring- Rice, Thomas (ist Lord Monteagle), 94, 135 

Stael, Auguste de, 355 

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Sta6l, Madame de, 43, 49, 79, 125, 235, 251-2 
Stafford, George, Marquess of and Lady (ist Duke 

of Sutherland), 73, 112, 120, 142 
Stair, Lord, 30, 69, 71 
Stanhope, Charles, 3rd Earl of, 356 
Stanhope, Hon. Fitzroy, 56 
Stanhope, Hon. Leicester (4th Earl of Harrington), 


Stanhope, Philip Henry, 4th Earl of, 28, 56 
Stanley, Edward (Bishop of Norwich), 179 
Stephens, Catherine, actress (Countess of Essex), 


Sterne, Laurence, 29 
Stewart, Dugald and Mrs, 121 
Stowell, Lord. See Scott, Sir William 
Stuart, Sir Charles, 70-1, 78, 375 
Stuart, Lord Dudley, 205, 212-5, 2x4-5, 217-8, 222, 

224-5, 227, 302-3, 308-9, 314-8, 320-1, 323-7, 

344, 356, 360, 364 
Stuart, Lady Dudley, 214, 227, 314-8, 320-3, 325- 

7, 344-5 

Stuart, James, 107, 123 
Survilliers, Madame de, 220, 234, 322-4 
Sussex, Augustus Frederick, Duke of, 30, 32, 39, 


Talleyrand, Prince, 72-3, 75-6, 79, 157, 225, 251, 


Talma, actor, 73, 80, 225 

Taylor, Michael Angelo, and Mrs, 145, 172, 178 
Thanet, Lord, 27, 57, 59, 66, 71-2, 76, 78, 158, 205 
Theodore, 41-3 
Thomson, Dr John, 117 
Thorwaldsen, sculptor, 196-7, 248 
Thurlow, Lord Chancellor, 356 
Ticknor, George, 30, 33 
Tierney, Right Hon. George and Mrs, 29, 35, 38, 

5i, 53-4, 59-6o, 69, 100, 102, 133, 362 
Tierney, Sir M., 95 
Tighe, Mrs, 55-6, 92, 102-3, 106, 153 
Titchfield, William Henry, Marquess of, 132 
Torlonia, Giovanni, and Me, 219, 221, 241, 243, 

248, 255, 264, 306, 308 
Townshend, Hon. John R. (3rd Viscount Sydney), 

15, 201-2, 205, 224 
Tree, Miss. See Bradshaw, Mrs 
Tyrrhitt, Sir Thomas, 39, 41 

Upper Ossory, John, 2nd Earl of, 10-12, 27, 33, 


Usoff, Pasha, 209 
Ussher, Captain Thomas, 361 
Uwins, Thomas, painter, 272 

Valombrosa, D. de, 158 
Vandenhoff, John M., actor, 47, 49 
Vansittart, Nicholas, 154 
Vaudemont, Elise, Princesse de, 81 
Vaudreuil, Me de, 191 
Vaudreuil, Vicomte Alfred de, 184, 191 

Vernon, Miss Elizabeth, 10-11, 26, 37, 54,63,85-6, 
90, 98, 102-3, "3, 133, 135, 153, 224, 354, 

Vestris, Me, 108, 316 

Victoria, Princess, 116 

Vidoni, Cardinal, 255-6, 346-7 

Villele, Comte de, 191, 226, 262 

Villemain, A. F., 192 

Villeneuve, Me de, 324 

Villiers, Charles, 177, 179-80, 193 

Villiers, Miss Theresa, 702-3, 105, in, 134, 137, 
171-3, 175-7, 200, 223, 226-8, 230, 378 

Walewski, Count, 265 

Ward, Hon. John W. See Dudley 

Warrender, Sir George, 141-3 

Warwick, Henrietta, Countess of, 10-11, 26, 54, 


Webster, Charlotte, Lady, 357, 364 
Webster, Henry, and Mrs, 9-10, 46, 54, 70, 92, 103, 

116-7, 134, 138, 148, 752, 186, 339 
Weld, Thomas, Cardinal, 366, 374 
Wellington, Duke of, 38, 42, 64, 68-9, 74-5, 81, 

88-91, 97, 128, 144, 150, 153, 157, 264, 271, 273 
Westmacott, Richard, 184, 218 
Westmeath, Lady, 133 
Westmorland, Jane, Countess of, 22^-9, 234, 237, 

239-42, 244-52, 257, 260-1, 266-7, 269, 273-5, 

279-81, 286-94, 297-8, 300-1, 303-4, 306, 

309, 312, 315, 324, 338, 345, 347, 349, 367, 377 
Westmorland, John, loth Earl of, 282, 287 
Wetherall, Charles, 136 
Whishaw, John, 27, 37, 45, 52 
Whitbread, William, 30, 35, 60 
White, Joseph Blanco, 13, #5, 114 
White, Lydia, 48, 55, 61, 96, 105-6, 128, 169 
Wilberforce, William, 58 
Wilkie, David, painter, 115, 172 
Wilson, Rev. Daniel (Bishop of Calcutta), 99 
Wilson, Miss Mary. See Smith, Vernon 
Wilson, Sir Robert, 31, 50-1, 80, 89-90 
Wood, Alderman, 79 
Worcester, Henry, Earl of (7th Duke of Beaufort), 

86, 96, 98, 104, 108, 127-9, I 3 I 
Wortley, Charles J. S., 190 
Wortley, John (2nd Lord Wharncliffe), and Lady 

G., 13, 15, 62, 88-9, 94-6, 100, in, 130, 145, 

166, 169, 175, 182, 197, 249 
Wurtemburg, Queen of, Charlotte Augusta 

Matilda, 304, 348 
Wykeham, Miss, 87 
Wyndham, Captain G. F. (4th Earl of Egremont), 

in, 184 

Wyndham, Mrs, in, 160 
Wynne, Sir W. W., 115 
Wyse, Mrs, 321 

York, Frederick, Duke of, 25, 34, 37-8, 62, 90-1, 


Yorke, Hon. Charles, 242 
Young, Charles Mayne, 52, 150 

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