John Wadlow's name occurs for the last time in the Wardmote return of

December, 1660. After the Great Fire, he rebuilt the Sun Tavern,

behind the Royal Exchange: he was a loyal man, and appears to have

been sufficiently wealthy to have advanced money to the Crown; his

autograph was attached to several receipts among the Exchequer

documents lately destroyed.

Hollar's Map of London, 1667, shows the site of the Devil Tavern, and

its proximity to the barrier designated Temple Bar, when the house had

become the resort of lawyers and physicians. In the rare volume of

_Cambridge Merry Jests_, printed in the reign of Charles II., the will

of a tavern-hunter has the bequeathment of "ten pounds to be drank by

lawyers and physicians at the Devil's Tavern, by Temple Bar."

_The Tatler_, October 11, 1709, contains Bickerstaff's account of the

wedding entertainment at the Devil Tavern, in honour of his sister

Jenny's marriage. He mentions "the Rules of Ben's Club in gold

letters over the chimney;" and this is the latest notice of this

celebrated ode. When, or by whom, the board was taken from "over the

chimney," Mr. Burn has failed to discover.

Swift tells Stella that Oct. 12, 1710, he dined at the Devil Tavern

with Mr. Addison and Dr. Garth, when the doctor treated.

In 1746, the Royal Society held here their Annual Dinner; and in 1752,

concerts of vocal and instrumental music were given in the great room.

A view of the exterior of the Devil Tavern, with its gable-pointed

front, engraved from a drawing by Wale, was published in Dodsley's

_London and its Environs_, 1761. The sign-iron bears its pendent

sign--the Saint painted as a half-length, and the devil behind him

grinning grimly over his shoulder. On the removal of projecting signs,

by authority, in 1764, the Devil Tavern sign was placed flat against

the front, and there remained till the demolition of the house.

Brush Collins, in March, 1775, delivered for several evenings, in the

great room, a satirical lecture on Modern Oratory. In the following

year, a Pandemonium Club was held here; and, according to a notice in

Mr. Burn's possession, "the first meeting was to be on Monday, the 4th

of November, 1776. These devils were lawyers, who were about

commencing term, to the annoyance of many a hitherto happy

_bon-vivant_."

From bad to worse, the Devil Tavern fell into disuse, and Messrs.

Child, the bankers, purchased the freehold in 1787, for £2800. It was

soon after demolished, and the site is now occupied by the houses

called Child's-place.

We have selected and condensed these details from Mr. Burn's

exhaustive article on the Devil Tavern, in the Beaufoy Catalogue.

There is a token of this tavern, which is very rare. The initials

stand for Simon Wadloe, embalmed in Squire Western's favourite air

"Old Sir Simon the King:"--"AT THE D. AND DVNSTANS. The representation

of the saint standing at his anvil, and pulling the nose of the 'D.'

with his pincers.--R. WITHIN TEMPLE BARRE. In the field, I. S. W."

FOOTNOTE:

[33] Jesse's 'London and its Celebrities.'

THE YOUNG DEVIL TAVERN.

The notoriety of the Devil Tavern, as common in such cases, created an

opponent on the opposite side of Fleet-street, named "The Young

Devil." The Society of Antiquaries, who had previously met at the Bear

Tavern, in the Strand, changed their rendezvous Jan. 9, 1707-8, to the

Young Devil Tavern; but the host failed, and as Browne Willis tells

us, the Antiquaries, in or about 1709, "met at the Fountain Tavern, as

we went down into the Inner Temple, against Chancery Lane."

Later, a music-room, called the Apollo, was attempted, but with no

success: an advertisement for a concert, December 19, 1737, intimated

"tickets to be had at Will's Coffee-house, formerly the Apollo, in

Bell Yard, near Temple Bar." This may explain the Apollo Court, in

Fleet-street, unless it is found in the next page.

COCK TAVERN, FLEET-STREET.

The Apollo Club, at the Devil Tavern, is kept in remembrance by Apollo

Court, in Fleet-street, nearly opposite; next door eastward of which

is an old tavern nearly as well known. It is, perhaps, the most

primitive place of its kind in the metropolis: it still possesses a

fragment of decoration of the time of James I., and the writer

remembers the tavern half a century ago, with considerably more of its

original panelling. It is just two centuries since (1665), when the

Plague was raging, the landlord shut up his house, and retired into

the country; and there is preserved one of the farthings referred to

in this advertisement:--"This is to certify that the master of the

Cock and Bottle, commonly called the Cock Alehouse, at Temple Bar,

hath dismissed his servants, and shut up his house, for this long

vacation, intending (God willing) to return at Michaelmas next; so

that all persons whatsoever who may have any accounts with the said

master, or _farthings belonging to the said house_, are desired to

repair thither before the 8th of this instant, and they shall receive

satisfaction." Three years later, we find Pepys frequenting this

tavern: "23rd April, 1668. Thence by water to the Temple, and there to

the Cock Alehouse, and drank, and eat a lobster, and sang, and

mightily merry. So almost night, I carried Mrs. Pierce home, and then

Knipp and I to the Temple again, and took boat, it being now night."

The tavern has a gilt signbird over the passage door, stated to have

been carved by Gibbons. Over the mantelpiece is some carving, at

least of the time of James I.; but we remember the entire room

similarly carved, and a huge black-and-gilt clock, and settle. The

head-waiter of our time lives in the verse of Laureate Tennyson--"O

plump head-waiter of the Cock!" apostrophizes the "Will Water-proof"

of the bard, in a reverie wherein he conceives William to have

undergone a transition similar to that of Jove's cup-bearer:--

"And hence (says he) this halo lives about

The waiter's hands, that reach

To each his perfect pint of stout,

His proper chop to each.

He looks not with the common breed,

That with the napkin dally;

I think he came, like Ganymede,

From some delightful valley."

And of the redoubtable bird, who is supposed to have performed the

eagle's part in this abduction, he says:--

"The Cock was of a larger egg

Than modern poultry drop,

Stept forward on a firmer leg,

And cramm'd a plumper crop."

THE HERCULES' PILLARS TAVERNS.

Hercules Pillars Alley, on the south side of Fleet-street, near St.

Dunstan's Church, is described by Strype as "altogether inhabited by

such as keep Publick Houses for entertainment, for which it is of

note."

The token of the Hercules Pillars is thus described by Mr.

Akerman:--"ED. OLDHAM AT Y HERCVLES. A crowned male figure standing

erect, and grasping a pillar with each hand.--Rx. PILLERS IN FLEET

STREET. In the field, HIS HALF PENNY, E. P. O." "From this example,"

illustratively observes Mr. Akerman, "it would seem that the locality,

called Hercules Pillars Alley, like other places in London, took its

name from the tavern. The mode of representing the pillars of Hercules

is somewhat novel; and, but for the inscription, we should have

supposed the figure to represent Samson clutching the pillars of

temple of Dagon. At the trial of Stephen Colledge, for high-treason,

in 1681, an Irishman named Haynes, swore that he walked to the

Hercules Pillars with the accused, and that in a room upstairs

Colledge spoke of his treasonable designs and feeling. On another

occasion the parties walked from Richard's coffee-house[34] to this

tavern, where it was sworn they had a similar conference. Colledge, in

his defence, denies the truth of the allegation, and declares that the

walk from the coffee-house to the tavern is not more than a bow-shot,

and that during such walk the witness had all the conversation to

himself, though he had sworn that treasonable expressions had been

made use of on their way thither.

"Pepys frequented this tavern: in one part of his _Diary_ he says,

'With Mr. Creed to Hercules Pillars, where we drank.' In another, 'In

Fleet-street I met with Mr. Salisbury, who is now grown in less than

two years' time so great a limner that he is become excellent and gets

a great deal of money at it. I took him to Hercules Pillars to

drink.'"

Again: "After the play was done, we met with Mr. Bateller and W.

Hewer, and Talbot Pepys, and they followed us in a hackney-coach; and

we all supped at Hercules Pillars; and there I did give the best

supper I could, and pretty merry; and so home between eleven and

twelve at night." "At noon, my wife came to me at my tailor's, and I

sent her home, and myself and Tom dined at Hercules Pillars."

Another noted "Hercules Pillars" was at Hyde Park Corner, near

Hamilton-place, on the site of what is now the pavement opposite Lord

Willoughby's. "Here," says Cunningham, "Squire Western put his horses

up when in pursuit of Tom Jones; and here Field Marshal the Marquis of

Gransby was often found." And Wycherley, in his _Plain Dealer_, 1676,

makes the spendthrift, Jerry Blackacre, talk of picking up his

mortgaged silver "out of most of the ale-houses between Hercules

Pillars and the Boatswain in Wapping."

Hyde Park Corner was noted for its petty taverns, some of which

remained as late as 1805. It was to one of these taverns that Steele

took Savage to dine, and where Sir Richard dictated and Savage wrote a

pamphlet, which he went out and sold for two guineas, with which the

reckoning was paid. Steele then "returned home, having retired that

day only to avoid his creditors, and composed the pamphlet only to

discharge his reckoning."

FOOTNOTE:

[34] Subsequently "Dick's."

HOLE-IN-THE-WALL TAVERNS.

This odd sign exists in Chancery-lane, at a house on the east side,

immediately opposite the old gate of Lincoln's-Inn; "and," says Mr.

Burn, "being supported by the dependants on legal functionaries,

appears to have undergone fewer changes than the law, retaining all

the vigour of a new establishment." There is another "Hole in the

Wall" in St. Dunstan's-court, Fleet-street, much frequented by

printers.

Mr. Akerman says:--"It was a popular sign, and several taverns bore

the same designation, which probably originated in a certain tavern

being situated in some umbrageous recess in the old City walls. Many

of the most popular and most frequented taverns of the present day are

located in twilight courts and alleys, into which Phoebus peeps at

Midsummer-tide only when on the meridian. Such localities may have

been selected on more than one account: they not only afforded good

skulking 'holes' for those who loved drinking better than work; but

beer and other liquors keep better in the shade. These haunts, like

Lady Mary's farm, were--

'In summer shady, and in winter warm.'

Rawlins, the engraver of the fine and much coveted Oxford Crown, with

a view of the city under the horse, dates a quaint supplicatory letter

to John Evelyn, 'from the Hole in the Wall, in St. Martin's;' no

misnomer, we will be sworn, in that aggregation of debt and

dissipation, when debtors were imprisoned with a very remote chance of

redemption. In the days of Rye-house and Meal-Tub plots, philanthropy

overlooked such little matters; and Small Debts Bills were not dreamt

of in the philosophy of speculative legislators. Among other places

which bore the designation of the Hole in the Wall, there was one in

Chandos-street, in which the famous Duval, the highwayman, was

apprehended after an attack on--two bottles of wine, probably drugged

by a 'friend' or mistress."

THE MITRE, IN FLEET-STREET.

This was the true Johnsonian Mitre, so often referred to in _Boswell's

Life_; but it has earlier fame. Here, in 1640, Lilly met Old Will

Poole, the astrologer, then living in Ram-alley. The Royal Society

Club dined at the Mitre from 1743 to 1750, the Society then meeting in

Crane-court, nearly opposite. The Society of Antiquaries met some time

at the Mitre. Dr. Macmichael, in _The Gold-headed Cane_, makes Dr.

Radcliffe say:--"I never recollect to have spent a more delightful

evening than that at the Mitre Tavern, in Fleet-street, where my good

friend Billy Nutly, who was indeed the better half of me, had been

prevailed upon to accept of a small temporary assistance, and joined

our party, the Earl of Denbigh, Lords Colepeper and Stowel, and Mr.

Blackmore."

The house has a token:--WILLIAM PAGET AT THE. A mitre.--Rx. MITRE IN

FLEET STREET. In the field, W. E. P.

Johnson's Mitre is commonly thought to be the tavern with that sign,

which still exists in Mitre-court, over against Fetter-lane; where is

shown a cast of Nollekens' bust of Johnson, in confirmation of this

house being his resort. Such was not the case; Boswell distinctly

states it to have been the Mitre Tavern _in_ _Fleet-street_; and the

records by Lilly and the Royal Society, alike specify "in

Fleet-street," which Mr. Burn, in his excellent account of the Beaufoy

Tokens, explains was the house, No. 39, Fleet-street, that Macklin

opened, in 1788, as the Poet's Gallery; and lastly, Saunders's

auction-rooms. It was taken down to enlarge the site for Messrs.

Hoares' new banking-house. The now Mitre Tavern, in Mitre-court, was

originally called Joe's Coffee-house; and on the shutting up of the

old Mitre, in Fleet-street, took its name; this being four years after

Johnson's death.

The Mitre was Dr. Johnson's favourite supper-house, the parties

including Goldsmith, Percy, Hawkesworth, and Boswell; there was

planned the tour to the Hebrides. Johnson had a strange nervous

feeling, which made him uneasy if he had not touched every post

between the Mitre and his own lodgings. Johnson took Goldsmith to the

Mitre, where Boswell and the Doctor had supped together in the

previous month, when Boswell spoke of Goldsmith's "very loose, odd,

scrambling kind of life," and Johnson defended him as one of our first

men as an author, and a very worthy man;--adding, "he has been loose

in his principles, but he is coming right." Boswell was impatient of

Goldsmith from the first hour of their acquaintance. Chamberlain

Clarke, who died in 1831, aged 92, was the last surviving of Dr.

Johnson's Mitre friends. Mr. William Scott, Lord Stowell, also

frequented the Mitre.

Boswell has this remarkable passage respecting the house:--"We had a

good supper, and port-wine, of which he (Johnson) sometimes drank a

bottle. The orthodox high-church sound of THE MITRE--the figure and

manner of the celebrated SAMUEL JOHNSON--the extraordinary power and

precision of his conversation, and the pride arising from finding

myself admitted as his companion, produced a variety of sensations,

and a pleasing elevation of mind, beyond what I had ever experienced."

SHIP TAVERN, TEMPLE BAR.

This noted Tavern, the site of which is now denoted by Ship-yard, is

mentioned among the grants to Sir Christopher Hatton, 1571. There is,

in the Beaufoy Collection, a Ship token, dated 1649, which is evidence

that the inner tavern of that sign was then extant. It was also called

the Drake, from the ship painted as the sign being that in which Sir

Francis Drake voyaged round the world. Faithorne, the celebrated

engraver, kept shop, next door to the Drake. "The Ship Tavern, in the

Butcher-row, near Temple Bar," occurs in an advertisement so late as

June, 1756.

The taverns about Temple Bar were formerly numerous; and the folly of

disfiguring sign-boards was then, as at a later date, a street frolic.

"Sir John Denham, the poet, when a student at Lincoln's-Inn, in 1635,

though generally temperate as a drinker, having stayed late at a

tavern with some fellow-students, induced them to join him in 'a

frolic,' to obtain a pot of ink and a plasterer's brush, and blot out

all the signs between Temple Bar and Charing Cross. Aubrey relates

that R. Estcourt, Esq., carried the ink-pot: and that next day it

caused great confusion; but it happened Sir John and his comrades were

discovered, and it cost them some moneys."

THE PALSGRAVE HEAD, TEMPLE BAR.

This once celebrated Tavern, opposite the Ship, occupied the site of

Palsgrave-place, on the south side of the Strand, near Temple Bar. The

Palsgrave Frederick, afterwards King of Bohemia, was affianced to the

Princess Elizabeth (only daughter of James I.), in the old banqueting

house at Whitehall, December 27, 1612, when the sign was, doubtless,

set up in compliment to him. There is a token of the house in the

Beaufoy Collection. (See _Burn's Catalogue_, p. 225.)

Here Prior and Montague, in _The Hind and Panther Transversed_, make

the Country Mouse and the City Mouse bilk the Hackney Coachman:

"But now at Piccadilly they arrive,

And taking coach, t'wards Temple Bar they drive,

But at St. Clement's eat out the back;

And slipping through the Palsgrave, bilkt poor hack."

HEYCOCK'S, TEMPLE BAR,

Near the Palsgrave's Head tavern, was Heycock's Ordinary, much

frequented by Parliament men and gallants. Andrew Marvell usually

dined here: one day, having eaten heartily of boiled beef, with some

roasted pigeons and asparagus, he drank his pint of port; and on the

coming in of the reckoning, taking a piece of money out of his

pocket, held it up, and addressing his associates, certain members of

Parliament, known to be in the pay of the Crown, said, "Gentlemen, who

would lett himself out for hire, while he can have such a dinner for

half-a-crown?"

THE CROWN AND ANCHOR, STRAND.

This famous tavern extended from Arundel-street eastward to

Milford-lane, in the rear of the south side of the Strand, and

occupied the site of an older house with the same sign. Strype, in

1729, described it as "the Crown Tavern; a large and curious house,

with good rooms and other conveniences fit for entertainments." Here

was instituted the Academy of Music in 1710; and here the Royal

Society Club, who had previously met at the Mitre in Fleet-street,

removed in 1780, and dined here for the first time on December 21, and

here they continued until the tavern was converted into a club-house

in 1847.

The second tavern was built in 1790. Its first landlord was Thomas

Simpkin, a very corpulent man, who, in superintending the serving of a

large dinner, leaned over a balustrade, which broke, when he fell from

a considerable height to the ground, and was killed. The sign appears

to have been originally "The Crown," to which may have been added the

Anchor, from its being the emblem of St. Clement's, opposite; or from

the Lord High Admiral having once resided on the site. The tavern

contained a ball-room, 84 feet by 35 feet 6 inches; in 1798, on the

birthday of C. J. Fox, was given in this house, a banquet to 2000

persons, when the Duke of Norfolk presided. The large room was noted

for political meetings in the stormy Tory and Radical times; and the

Crown and Anchor was long the rallying-point of the Westminster

electors. The room would hold 2500 persons: one of the latest popular

orators who spoke here was Daniel O'Connell, M.P. There was originally

an entrance to the house from the Strand, by a long passage, such as

was the usual approach to our old metropolitan taverns. The premises

were entirely destroyed by fire, in 1854, but have been rebuilt.[35]

Here Johnson and Boswell occasionally supped; and here Johnson

quarrelled with Percy about old Dr. Monsey. Thither was brought the

altar-piece (St. Cecilia), painted by Kent for St. Clement's Church,

whence it was removed, in 1725, by order of Bishop Gibson, on the

supposition that the picture contained portraits of the Pretender's

wife and children.

FOOTNOTE:

[35] See Whittington Club, Vol. I. p. 313.

THE CANARY-HOUSE, IN THE STRAND.

There is a rare Token of this house, with the date, 1665. The locality

of the "Canary House in the Strande," says Mr. E. B. Price, "is now,

perhaps, impossible to trace; and it is, perhaps, as vain to attempt a

description of the wine from which it took its name, and which was so

celebrated in that and the preceding century. Some have erroneously

identified it with sack. We find it mentioned among the various

drinks which Gascoyne so virtuously inveighs against in his _Delicate

Diet for daintie mouthde Droonkardes_, published in 1576: "_We_ must

have March beere, dooble-dooble Beere, Dagger ale, Bragget, Renish

wine, White wine, French wine, Gascoyne wine, Sack, Hollocke, Canaria

wine, _Vino greco_, _Vinum amabile_, and al the wines that may be

gotten. Yea, wine of its selfe is not sufficient; but Suger, Limons,

and sundry sortes of Spices must be drowned therein." The bibbers of

this famed wine were wont to be termed "Canary birds." Of its

qualities we can perhaps form the best estimate from the colloquy

between "mine hostess of the Boar's Head and Doll Tearsheet;" in which

the former charges the latter with having "drunk too much _Canaries_;

and that's a _marvellous searching wine, and it perfumes the blood ere

one can say, What's this?_"[36]

FOOTNOTE:

[36] We learn from Collier's _Roxburghe Ballads_ (_Lit. Gaz._ No.

1566) that in the reign of James I. "sparkling sack" was sold at 1_s._

6_d._ per quart, and "Canary--pure French wine," at 7 pence.

THE FOUNTAIN TAVERN,

Strand, now the site of Nos. 101 and 102, Ries's Divan, gave the name

to the Fountain Club, composed of political opponents of Sir Robert

Walpole. Strype describes it as "a very fine Tavern, with excellent

vaults, good rooms for entertainment, and a curious kitchen for

dressing of meat, which, with the good wine there sold, make it well

resorted to." Dennis, the Critic, describes his supping here with

Loggan, the painter, and others, and that after supper they "drank Mr.

Wycherley's health by name of Captain Wycherley."

Here, Feb. 12, 1742, was held a great meeting, at which near 300

members of both Houses of Parliament were present, to consider the

ministerial crisis, when the Duke of Argyll observed to Mr. Pulteney,

that a grain of honesty was worth a cart-load of gold. The meeting was

held too late to be of any avail, to which Sir Charles Hanbury

Williams alludes in one of his odes to Pulteney, invoking his Muse

thus:--

"Then enlarge on his cunning and wit;

Say, how he harang'd at the Fountain;

Say, how the old patriots were bit,

And a mouse was produc'd by a mountain."

Upon the Tavern site was a Drawing Academy, of which Cosway and

Wheatley were pupils; here also was the lecture-room of John Thelwall,

the political elocutionist. At No. 101, Ackermann, the printseller,

illuminated his gallery with cannel coal, when gas-lighting was a

novelty.

In Fountain-court, named from the Tavern, is the Coal-hole Tavern,

upon the site of a coal-yard; it was much resorted to by Edmund Kean,

and was one of the earliest night taverns for singing.

TAVERN LIFE OF SIR RICHARD STEELE.

Among the four hundred letters of Steele's preserved in the British

Museum, are some written from his tavern haunts, a few weeks after

marriage, to his "Dearest being on earth:"

"_Eight o'clock, Fountain Tavern, Oct. 22, 1707._

"My dear,

"I beg of you not to be uneasy; for I have done a great deal

of business to-day very successfully, and wait an hour or

two about my _Gazette_."

In the next, he does "not come home to dinner, being obliged to attend

to some business abroad." Then he writes from the Devil Tavern, Temple

Bar, January 3, 1707-8, as follows:--

"I have partly succeeded in my business, and enclose two

guineas as earnest of more. Dear Prue, I cannot come home to

dinner; I languish for your welfare, and will never be a

moment careless more.

"Your faithful husband," etc.

Within a few days, he writes from a Pall Mall tavern:--

"Dear Wife,

"Mr. Edgecombe, Ned Ask, and Mr. Lumley, have desired me to

sit an hour with them at the George, in Pall Mall, for which

I desire your patience till twelve o'clock, and that you

will go to bed," etc.

When money-matters were getting worse, Steele found it necessary to

sleep away from home for a day or two, and he writes:--

"_Tennis-court Coffee-house, May 5, 1708._

"Dear Wife,

"I hope I have done this day what will be pleasing to you;

in the meantime shall lie this night at a baker's, one Leg,

over against the Devil Tavern, at Charing Cross. I shall be

able to confront the fools who wish me uneasy, and shall

have the satisfaction to see thee cheerful and at ease.

"If the printer's boy be at home, send him hither; and let

Mr. Todd send by the boy my night-gown, slippers, and clean

linen. You shall hear from me early in the morning," etc.

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