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THE INNS AND TAVERNS OF "PICKWICK"

WITH SOME OBSERVATIONS ON THEIR OTHER ASSOCIATIONS

by B.W. Matz

[illustration: Scene in the yard of the Bull Inn,

Whitechapel. Mr. Pickwick starts for Ipswich.

From an engraving by T. Onwhyn]

CONTENTS

PREFACE

Chapter

I. "PICKWICK" AND THE COACHING AGE

II. THE "GOLDEN CROSS," CHARING CROSS

III. THE "BULL," ROCHESTER, "WRIGHT'S

NEXT HOUSE," AND THE "BLUE LION,"

MUGGLETON

IV. THE "WHITE HART," BOROUGH

V. "LA BELLE SAUVAGE" AND THE "MARQUIS

OF GRANBY," DORKING

VI. THE "LEATHER BOTTLE," COBHAM, KENT

VII. THE "TOWN ARMS," EATANSWILL, AND THE

INN OF "THE BAGMAN'S STORY"

VIII. THE "ANGEL," BURY ST. EDMUNDS

IX. THE "BLACK BOY," CHELMSFORD, THE

"MAGPIE AND STUMP," AND THE "BULL,"

WHITECHAPEL

X. THE "GREAT WHITE HORSE," IPSWICH

XI. THE "GEORGE AND VULTURE"

XII. THE "BLUE BOAR," LEADENHALL MARKET,

"GARRAWAY'S" AND THE "WHITE HORSE CELLAR"

XIII. FOUR BATH INNS AND THE "BUSH," BRISTOL

XIV. THE "FOX UNDER THE HILL," OTHER

LONDON TAVERNS, AND "THE

SPANIARDS," HAMPSTEAD

XV. THE "BELL," BERKELEY HEATH, THE

"HOP POLE," TEWKESBURY, AND THE

"OLD ROYAL," BIRMINGHAM

XVI. COVENTRY, DUNCHURCH, AND DAVENTRY

INNS, AND THE "SARACEN'S HEAD,"

TOWCESTER

XVII. "OSBORNE'S," ADELPHI, AND TONY

WELLER'S PUBLIC-HOUSE ON SHOOTER'S HILL

XVIII PICKWICK AND THE GEORGE INN

PREFACE

It is not claimed for this book that it supplies a long-felt want,

or that it is at all necessary to the better understanding of the

immortal work which inspired it. Nor does the author offer any

apology for adding yet another volume to the long list of books,

already existing, which deal in some way or other with England's

classic book of humour, because it isn't so much his

fault as might appear on the surface.

A year or two ago he contributed to an American paper a series of

twenty articles on some of the prominent inns mentioned in the

works of Dickens, and before the series was completed he received

many overtures to publish them in volume form. To do so would

have resulted in producing an entirely inadequate and incomplete

book, whose sins of omission would have far outrun its virtues,

whatever they might have been.

As an alternative, he set himself the task of dealing with the inns

and taverns mentioned in The Pickwick Papers alone, grafting certain

of those articles into their proper place in the scheme of the book,

and leaving, perhaps, for a future volume, should such be warranted,

the inns mentioned in other books of the novelist. If the reading

of this volume affords half the pleasure and interest the writer has

derived from compiling it, the overtures would then seem to have been

justified, and the book's existence proved legitimate.

Needless to say, numerous works of reference have been consulted for

facts, and the writer's indebtedness to them is hereby acknowledged.

He also desires to record his grateful thanks to Mr. Charles G.

Harper for permission to reproduce several of his drawings from

his invaluable book on The Old Inns of Old England; to the

proprietors of The Christian Science Monitor for allowing him to

reproduce some of the pictures drawn by Mr. L. Walker for the series

of articles which appeared in that paper; to Mr. T. W. Tyrrell, Mr.

Anthony J. Smith, and Mr. T. Fisher Unwin for the loan of photographs

and pictures of which they own the copyright.

THE INNS AND TAVERNS OF "PICKWICK"

CHAPTER I

"PICKWICK" AND THE COACHING AGE

Dickens, like all great authors, had a tendency to underestimate the

value of his most popular book. At any rate, it is certainly on

record that he thought considerably more of some of his other works

than he did of the immortal Pickwick. But The Pickwick Papers has

maintained its place through generations, and retains it to-day, as

the most popular book in our language--a book unexampled in our

literature. There are persons who make a yearly custom of reading

it; others who can roll off pages of it from memory; scores who can

answer any meticulous question in an examination of its contents; and

a whole army ready and waiting to correct any misquotation that may

appear in print from its pages. All its curiosities, lapses,

oddities, anachronisms, slips and misprints have been discovered by

commentators galore, and the number of books it has brought into

existence is stupendous.

What the secret of its popularity is would take a volume to make

manifest; but in a word, one might attribute it to its vividness of

reality--to the fact that every character seems to be a real living

being, with whose minute peculiarities we are made familiar in a

singularly droll and happy manner. With each we become close friends

on first acquaintance, and as episode succeeds episode the friendship

deepens, with no thought that our friends are mere imaginary creatures

of the author's brain.

It does not matter if the adventures of these amiable and jovial beings

are boisterously reckless at times, or if they indulge in impossible

probabilities. Their high spirited gaiety and inexhaustible fun and

humour and their overflow of good-nature stifles criticism.

Dickens's object in writing The Pickwick Papers he assured us in

the preface was "to place before the reader a constant succession

of characters and incidents; to paint them in as vivid colours as

he could command, and to render them, at the same time, life-like

and amusing." All this he succeeded in doing with such amazing

success that we have a masterly picture of English life of the period

to be found in no other book. The secret of the book's popularity

and fame is in its unaffected and flowing style, its dramatic power,

and, of course, its exuberant humour.

But there is much for serious reflection in its pages as well,

and one could dilate at length on the propaganda which is so

thinly camouflaged throughout; propaganda against lawyers, prisons,

corruption in Parliament, celebrity hunting, pomposity, fraud,

hypocrisy and all uncharitableness in the abstract; but all this

is wrapped up in the same way that such things are done in all

the fairy tales of which Pickwick is one of the best.

There are, as a fact, innumerable reasons why Pickwick is so popular,

so necessary to-day. The one which concerns us more at the moment is

its appeal as a mirror of the manners and customs of a romantic age

which has fast receded from us. It is, perhaps, the most accurate

picture extant of the old coaching era and all that was corollary

to it. No writer has done more than Dickens to reflect the glory

of that era, and the glamour and comfort of the old inns of England

which in those days were the havens of the road to every traveller.

All his books abound in pleasant and faithful pictures of the times,

and alluring and enticing descriptions of those old hostelries where

not only ease was sought and expected, but obtained; Pickwick is

packed with them.

The outside appearance of an inn alone was in those times so well

considered that it addressed a cheerful front towards the traveller

"as a home of entertainment ought, and tempted him with many mute but

significant assurances of a comfortable welcome." Its very signboard

promised good cheer and meant it; the attractive furnishing of the

homely windows, the bright flowers on the sills seemed to beckon one

to "come in"; and when one did enter, one was greeted and cared for as

a guest and not merely as a customer.

We all know, as Dickens has reminded us elsewhere, the great station

hotel, belonging to the company of proprietors which has suddenly

sprung up in any place we like to name, ". . . in which we can get

anything we want, after its kind, for money; but where nobody is glad

to see us, or sorry to see us, or minds (our bill paid) whether we come

or go, or how, or when, or why, or cares about us . . . where we have

no individuality, but put ourselves into the general post, as it were,

and are sorted and disposed of according to our division." That is

more the modern method and is in direct contrast to the old coaching

method, which, alas! may never return, of which the inns in Pickwick

furnish us with glowing examples.

We certainly are coming back to these roadside inns in the present

age of rapid motor transit; yet we are in too much of a tearing

hurry to make the same use of the old inns as they did in the more

leisurely age.

We believe these old inns attract to-day not only because of their

quaintness and the old-world atmosphere which adheres to them, but

because of the tradition which clings to them; and the most popular

tradition of all, and the one of which the proprietors are most

proud, is the Dickens tradition.

There are scores of such inns in the city of London and throughout

the country whose very names immediately conjure up some merry

scene in his books and revive never-to-be-forgotten memories of

exhilarating incidents.

Time, the devastating builder, and the avaricious landlord have played

havoc with many. Several, however, remain to tell their own tale,

whilst the memory of others is sustained by a modern building bearing

the old name, all of which are landmarks for the Dickens lover.

Many of them, of course, existed only in the novelist's fertile

imagination; but most of them had foundation in reality, and most of

them, particularly in Pickwick, are mentioned by name and have become

immortal in consequence; and were it not for the popularity of his

writings, their fame in many instances would have deserted them and

their glory have departed.

Inns, hotels and wayside public-houses play a most important part

in The Pickwick Papers, and many of the chief scenes are enacted

within their walls. The book, indeed, opens in an hotel and ends

in one. The first scene arising from the projected "journeys and

investigations" of those four distinguished members of the Club took

place in an hotel, or--to speak correctly--outside one, namely, the

"Golden Cross" at Charing Cross. There is even an earlier reference

to a public-house near St. Martin's le Grand, from where the "first

cab was fetched," whilst the last important incident of the book was

enacted in another, the Adelphi Hotel off the Strand, when Mr. Pickwick

announced his determination to retire into private life at Dulwich.

In the ensuing pages, the Pickwickians are followed in the tours

they made in pursuit of adventure, and the inns and taverns they

stopped at are taken in the order of their going and coming. With

each is recalled the story, adventure, or scene associated with it,

and if it has any history of its own apart from that gained through

the book, record is made of the facts concerning it.

The Pickwick Papers was completed in 1837, and a dinner was given to

celebrate the event, at which Dickens himself presided and his friend,

Serjeant T. N. Talfourd, to whom the book was dedicated, acted as

vice-chairman. Ainsworth, Forster, Lover, Macready, Jerdan and other

close friends were invited, and the dinner took place at The Prince of

Wales Coffee House and Hotel in Leicester Place, Leicester Square.

It is very curious that no extended account of this historic event

exists. Forster, in his biography of the novelist, beyond saying that

"everybody in hearty good-humour with every other body," and that "our

friend Ainsworth was of the company," is otherwise silent over the

event. There is certainly a reference to the dinner in a letter from

Dickens to Macready, dated from "48 Doughty Street, Wednesday Evening,"

with no date to it, in which he says:

"There is a semi-business, semi-pleasure little dinner which I intend

to give at the 'Prince of Wales,' in Leicester Place, Leicester Square,

on Saturday, at five for half-past precisely, at which Talfourd,

Forster, Ainsworth, Jerdan, and the publishers will be present. It is

to celebrate (that is too great a word, but I can think of no better)

the conclusion of my Pickwick labours; and so I intend, before you take

that roll upon the grass you spoke of, to beg your acceptance of one of

the first complete copies of the work. I shall be much delighted if you

will join us."

[illustration: The Prince of Wales Hotel, where the Pickwick

dinner was held. Drawn by Arch. Webb]

We have seen a similarly worded letter written to Samuel Lover, and no

doubt each guest received such an invitation from the novelist.

The only real account of the function is contained in a letter from

Ainsworth to his friend, James Crossley, which is as follows:

"On Saturday last we celebrated the completion of The Pickwick

Papers. We had a capital dinner, with capital wine and capital

speeches. Dickens, of course, was in the chair. Talfourd was the

Vice, and an excellent Vice he made. . . . Just before he was about

to propose THE toast of the evening the headwaiter--for it was at a

tavern that the carouse took place--entered, and placed a glittering

temple of confectionery on the table, beneath the canopy of which

stood a little figure of the illustrious Mr. Pickwick. This was the

work of the landlord. As you may suppose, it was received with great

applause. Dickens made a feeling speech in reply to the Serjeant's

eulogy. . . . Just before dinner Dickens received a cheque for L750

from his publishers."

Although this hotel cannot rightly be termed a Pickwick inn in the

same sense that the others in this book can, it certainly has a claim

to honourable mention.

In 1823 the building in which this notable historic dinner took

place was known as The Prince of Wales Coffee House and Hotel.

When it ceased to be an hotel we are unable to state, but in 1890

it was a French Hospital and Dispensary, ten years later it was let

out as offices, and in 1913 it was a foreign club; but the building

is practically the same as it was in 1837.

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