CHAPTER XIX.

WHICH CONTAINS A GREAT DEAL OF FUSSING AND FUMING AND A LITTLE POETRY.

This act of the Prince and Princess of Wales was construed into such

a flagrant violation of the Royal Will, that the enraged little King

at once took steps to assert his authority. Fortunately in these days

Princesses of Wales are not peremptorily ordered to arrange their

_accouchements_ in places agreeable to the Royal Will.

They arrange them just wherever they like.

A brisk interchange of letters took place between the King and his

eldest son, which ended in a somewhat abrupt command from the King to

the Prince to remove himself and his family out of St. James’s Palace,

which possibly was an order which the Prince and his wife were not at

all sorry to obey; it gave them the opportunity of setting up their own

home.

(From the King at Hampton Court Palace to the Prince of Wales at St.

James’s, by Lord Dunmore, August 20th, 1737).

“It being now near three weeks since the Princess was brought to bed,

his Majesty hopes that there can be no inconvenience to the Princess

if Monday, the twenty-ninth, be appointed for baptising the Princess,

his grand-daughter; and having determined that His Majesty the King,

the Queen and the Duchess-Dowager of Saxe-Gotha shall be godfather and

godmothers, will send his Lord Chamberlain to represent himself and the

Queen’s Lady of the Bedchamber to represent the Queen, and desires that

the Princess will order one of the Ladies of her Bedchamber to stand

for the Duchess-Dowager of Saxe-Gotha, and the King will send to the

Archbishop of Canterbury to attend and perform the ceremony.” (p. 225,

Hervey.)

To which the Prince dutifully replied:

“The Prince to the King,

“August 20th, 1737.

“Sire,

“La Princesse et moi prenons la liberté de remercier très humblement

votre Majesté de l’honneur qu’elle veut bien faire à notre fille d’en

etre parrain. Les ordres que my Lord Dunmore m’a apporté sur ce sujet

seront exécutés point à point. Je me conterois bien heureux si à cette

occasion j’osois venir moi même me mettre à vos pieds; rien ne m’em

pourroit empêcher que la seule defense de votre Majesté. D’être privé

de vos bonnes graces est la chose du monde la plus affligeante pour

moi, qui non seulement vous respect, mais, si j’ose me servir de ce

terme, vous aime très-tendrement. Me permettez vous encore une fois de

vous supplier très-humblement de me pardonner une faute dans laquelle

du moins l’intention n’avoit pas de part, et de me permettre de vous

refaire ma cour à votre levée. J’ose vous en conjurer instamment,

comme d’une chose qui me rendra le répos.

“Je suis, avec toute la soumission possible.

“Sire, de votre Majesté

“Le très-humble et très-obeissant fils,

“Sujet et serviteur,

“FREDERICK.”

Which does not read much like the letter of a disobedient and

contumacious son, but rather that of one who owns a fault which he

never intended to commit and asks for pardon.

These are some of the letters which passed between the King and Queen

and the Prince of Wales; the two first the Queen found at Hampton Court

Palace on her return from her night journey to St. James’s.

“To the Queen.

“St. James’s,

“de Juillet 31, 1737.

“Madame,

“La Princesse s’etant trouvie fort mal à Hampton Court cette

aprèdinné, et n’ayant persone là pour l’assister je l’ai amené

directment en ville pour sauver le temps que j’aurois perdu en faisant

chercher Mrs. Cannon. Elle a été délivrée une heure après, fort

heureusement, d’une fille, et tou deux se portent, Dieu merci, aussi

bien qu’on peut attendre à cette peur.

“La Princesse m’a charge de la mettre avec son enfant aux pieds de

votre Majesté, et de la supplier de nous honneur tous trois de ses

bontées maternelles, etant, avec beuacoup de soumission.

“Madame,

“Votre très humble, et très obeissant fils et serviteur,

“FREDERICK.”

“To the King.

“Sire,

“C’est avec tout le respect possible que je prends la liberté de

mander à votre Majesté que la Princesse est Dieu merci, aussi bien

qu’on peut être, depuis qu’elle a été délivrée d’une fille, qui se

port bien aussi. Elle me charge de la mettre avec son enfant aux pieds

de votre Majesté, et de la supplier de nous honorer tous les trois de

ses bontez paternelles étant, avec tout la soumission possible.

“Sire, De votre Majesté,

“Le très humble, très obéissant fils, et serviteur et sujet.

“FREDERICK.

“De St. James’s,

“le 31 Juillet 1737.”

These letters are written, as the Prince wrote them in bad French badly

spelt.

Lord Hervey states that the morning after these two epistles were

received, was occupied with conversation between the King and Queen and

Sir Robert Walpole, which on the part of His Majesty consisted largely

of the following epithets which he applied to his son the Prince

of Wales: “_Scoundrel and Puppy!_” “_Knave and Fool!_” “_Liar and

coward!_” and no doubt many choice German expletives thrown in where

English failed.

The King, eventually, however, commanded the following answer to be

sent by the hands of Lord Essex, to his son’s happy announcement of the

birth of his daughter. This is what Lord Essex read out to the Prince:

“The King has commanded me to acquaint your Royal Highness that His

Majesty most heartily rejoices at the safe delivery of the Princess;

but that your carrying away her Royal Highness from Hampton Court,

the then residence of the King, the Queen and the Royal Family, under

the pains--and certain indication of immediate labour to the imminent

danger, and hazard both of the Princess and her child, and after

sufficient warnings for a week before to have made the necessary

preparations for the happy event without acquainting his Majesty or the

Queen with the circumstances the Princess was in, or giving them the

least notice of your departure, is looked upon by the King to be such

a deliberate indignity offered to himself and the Queen, that he has

commanded me to acquaint your Royal Highness that he resents it to the

highest degree, and _will not see you_.”

But this time the worry proved too much for the Queen, whose health was

fast failing, and she was seized with a violent attack of the gout.

However, she had her comforter in her close attendant, Lord Hervey;

and this time she broke through all rules of etiquette and admitted

him to the sick room to sit by her bed. Here he made himself agreeable

and amusing as usual, and did not forget to keep alive the Queen’s

resentment against her son.

The Prince of Wales very dutifully sent Lord North to inquire after

his mother’s health. This message seemed to annoy Lord Hervey, who, in

his petty way, was probably jealous. He offered to write a much more

sincere message--from his point of view--than the Prince had really

sent.

He went into the next room with the Princess Caroline and wrote the

following abominable doggerel rhymes.

The Griff[46] to the Queen:

“From myself and my cub and eke from my wife

I send my Lord North notwithstanding our strife,

To your Majesty’s residence called Hampton Court

Pour savoir au vrai, comment on se porte.

For ’tis rumoured in town--I hope ’tis not true

Your foot is too big for your slipper or shoe.

If I had the placing your gout, I am sure

Your Majesty’s toe less pain should endure;

For whil’st I’ve so many curs’d things in my head

And some stick in my stomach as in Proverbs ’tis said.

So just a good reason your good son can see

Why, when mine are so plagued,

Yours from plague should be free

Much more I’ve to say, but respect bids be brief

And so I remain your undutiful Griff.”

And yet Lord Hervey considered himself a poet!

Of course the gentle insinuation intended in his lines was that the

Prince hoped that the gout would fly to the Queen’s head or stomach and

kill her.

Poor soul! she had a much more fatal malady, which she bore in secret,

and which even Lord Hervey, her constant companion, knew nothing of.

It is said that the Queen was greatly entertained by these verses!

Lord Hervey and Pope the Poet were by no means good friends.

Pope very savagely attacked both his verses and his character. The

former he refers to in speaking of a supposed charge of weakness

against his own verses. He says:

“The Lines are weak another’s pleased to say

Lord Fanny spins a thousand such a day.”[47]

and

“Like gentle Fanny’s was my flow’ry theme

A painted mistress or a purling stream.”

These allusions stung Lord Hervey’s shallow feelings. This was his idea

of a refined and witty rejoinder.

“To the imitator of the Satires of the Second Book of Horace.”

“Thus whilst with coward hand you stab a name

And try at least t’ assassinate our fame;

Like the first bold assassins be thy lot;

And ne’er be thy guilt forgiven or forgot;

But as thou hat’st, be hated by mankind

And with the emblems of thy crooked mind

Marked on thy back, like Cain, by God’s own hand,

Wander like him accursed through the land.”

Which reminds one, somehow, of the lines one used to hear in the

old-fashioned Christmas pantomimes given out by the Demon. But these

were very cruel and in bad taste considering Pope was a cripple.

But in the same poem, Lord Hervey refers to the poet’s affliction again:

“None thy crabbed numbers can endure

Hard as thy heart, and as thy birth obscure.”

Pope, as will be seen was, however, quite equal to a rejoinder in the

same strain.

It is stated by Lord Hailes that Lord Hervey having suffered some

attacks of epilepsy dieted himself--or rather starved himself--after

in the following extraordinary manner; his daily food consisted of a

small quantity of asses’ milk and a flour biscuit. This stayed the

progress of the terrible disease, but it gave him a very ghastly

complexion. He is also stated to have used emetics daily, which, under

the circumstances, appeared hardly necessary. Once a week he took the

indulgence of an apple.

To hide his cadaverous appearance, he painted his face as it has been

already stated.

None of these weaknesses seem to have been overlooked by Pope in his

reply to Hervey whom he satirized as “Sporus”:

“Let Sporus tremble! what! that thing of silk!

Sporus that mere white curd of asses’ milk!

Satire or sense, alas! can Sporus feel?

Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel

Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings

This painted child of dirt that stinks and stings

Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys

Yet wit ne’er tastes and beauty ne’er enjoys;

So well bred spaniels civilly delight

In mumbling of the game they dare not bite,

Eternal smiles his emptiness betray

As shallow streams run dimpling all the way

Whether in florid impotence he speaks

And as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks;

Or at the ear of Eve, familiar toad

Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad.

In puns or politics, in tales or lies

Or spite, or smut or rhymes, or blasphemies;

His wit all see-saw between that and this

Now high, now low, now master up, now miss.

And he, himself, one vile antithesis.

Amphibious thing! that acting either part

The trifling head or the corrupted heart

Fop at the toilet, flatterer at the Board

Now trips a lady, and now struts a lord.

Eve’s tempter thus the Rabbins have expressed

A cherub’s face and reptile all the rest

Beauty that shocks you, parts that none will trust

Wit that can creep and pride that licks the dust.”

To this apparently Lord Hervey vouchsafed no retort, so Pope was

adjudged to have been the victor in the affair. But not content with

this, he wrote an open letter in prose to Lord Hervey. But this was

suppressed, as Queen Caroline got hold of a copy of it, and desired

Pope not to publish it, as it held her dear friend and companion up to

the most cutting ridicule. She hated Pope for this, but concealed her

rage lest worse should come of it. But Lord Hervey’s duels were not all

confined to poetry; he had one with Pulteney, and the weapons were not

words but swords. This occurred in 1730. It was a squabble over the

authorship of a pamphlet called “Sedition and Defamation Displayed,”

which attacked both Pulteney and Bolingbroke very severely, and with

the writing of which Hervey was credited, and unjustly as it turned out

eventually.

The heated Pulteney, however, rushed into print, and published another

pamphlet “A Proper Reply to a late Scurrilous Libel” in which he

abused Walpole and Hervey, referring to the latter by his nickname of

“Lord Fanny,” and depicted him half man and half woman, dragging in,

as was usual, in those days with execrable taste, certain of Hervey’s

infirmities.

This pamphlet created a perfect fury of anger at Court, and very

naturally aroused the resentment of Hervey peculiarly susceptible, like

many who indulge in cruel satire about others. He wrote to Pulteney and

demanded to know whether he had written the pamphlet, and upon Pulteney

replying that he would tell him, when he admitted the authorship of

“Sedition and Defamation Displayed,” Hervey worked himself up into

such a fury, and was so egged on by the other courtiers--he was not a

fighting man--that he got at last entangled in a duel with Pulteney.

They met on a fine June afternoon between three and four o’clock in

Upper St. James’s Park, just behind Arlington Street, Hervey being

accompanied by Fox, and Pulteney by Sir J. Rushout.

There appears to have been some pretty sword play, and both got

slightly wounded--which shows that Hervey had some pluck--“but,”

writes Mr. Thomas Pelham, a witness of the affray, “Mr. Pulteney had

once so much the advantage of Lord Hervey that he would have infallibly

run my Lord through the body if his foot had not slipped, and then the

seconds took the occasion to part them.”

Pulteney, then, in a very magnanimous manner, appears to have embraced

Hervey, and expressed sorrow at “the accident of their quarrel.”

At the same time he very unnecessarily added that he would never attack

Lord Hervey again either with his pen or his lips.

Hervey, however, showed his quality by not reciprocating his kindly

feeling, but merely bowed and sulked.

“And to use a common expression,” concludes Mr. Pelham, “thus they

parted.”

Sir Charles Hanbury Williams wrote some lines on this duel addressed to

Pulteney.

“Lord Fanny once did play the dunce

And challenged you to fight

And he so stood to lose his blood

But had a dreadful fright.”

Which effusion stamps Sir C. Hanbury Williams as a poet at once!

But Lord Hervey soon had something more agreeable to do than even

writing poetry or fighting duels.

There had been a series of letters from the Prince, already published

above, craving his father’s pardon, and these had, in no way, abated

the King’s wrath. Neither was the Queen touched. But the King’s

message still remained to be agreed upon. It was at last settled and

arranged--in fact a notice to quit--the Queen being the prime mover and

prompter of Sir Robert Walpole, who, of course, acted for the King in

the matter.

Concerning the final interview between the King and the Minister, the

Queen had stipulated that she should have the last word with Sir Robert

before he went in to the King, so it may be taken for granted that the

terms of the message to be sent to the Prince were practically her

terms.

Upon leaving the King, Sir Robert Walpole encountered Lord Hervey whom

he told that the resolution of his Majesty was to leave the child with

the Princess, and not to take it away as George the First had taken the

children of his son, when he quarrelled with him and turned him out of

St. James’s Palace. The reason given was this:

“_Lest any accident might happen to this little Royal animal, and the

world in that case accuse the King and Queen of having murdered it, for

the sake of the Duke of Cumberland._”[48] Sir Robert continued that he

liked to hear other people’s opinions as well as his own, and then and

there desired Lord Hervey to sit down and write exactly what _he_ would

advise the King to say if he stood in his--Sir Robert’s--position. This

Lord Hervey was overjoyed to do as it gave him an opportunity to show

his resentment against the Prince.

It was drawn up in the form of a letter to be signed by the King as

follows, in Lord Hervey’s words:

“It is in vain for you to hope that I can be so far deceived by your

empty professions, wholly inconsistent with all your actions, as to

think that they in any manner palliate or excuse a series of the most

insolent and premeditated indignities offered to me and the Queen, your

Mother.

“You never gave the least notice to me or the Queen of the Princess’s

being breeding or with child till about three weeks before the time

when you yourself have owned you expected her to be brought to bed, and

removed her from the place of my residence for that purpose. You twice

in one week carried her away from Hampton Court with an avowed design

of having her lie-in in town, without consulting me or the Queen, or so

much as communicating your intention to either of us. At your return

you industriously concealed everything relating to this important

affair from our knowledge; and last of all, you clandestinely hurried

the Princess to St. James’s in circumstances not fit to be named, and

less fit for such an expedition.

“This extravagant and undutiful behaviour in a matter of such great

consequence as the birth of an heir to my crown, to the manifest peril

of the Princess and her child (whilst you pretend your regard for her

was your motive) inconsistent with the natural right of all parents,

and in violation of your double duty to me, as your father and as your

King, is what cannot be excused by any false plea, so repugnant to the

whole tenor of your conduct, of the innocence of your intentions, or

atoned for by specious pretences or plausible expressions.

“Your behaviour for a long time has been so devoid of duty and regard

to me, even before this last open proof you have given to all the

world of your contempt for me and my authority, that I have long been

justly offended at it; nor will I suffer any part of any of my palaces

to be any longer the resort and refuge of all those whom discontent,

disappointment or disaffection have made the avowed opposers of all my

measures; who espouse you only to distress me, and who call you the

head, whilst they make you the instrument of a faction that acts with

no other view than to weaken my authority in every particular, and can

have no other end in their success but weakening the common interest of

my whole family.

“My pleasure therefore is, that you and all your family remove from St.

James’s as soon as ever the safety and convenience of the Princess will

permit.

“I will leave the case of my grand-daughter to the Princess till the

time comes when I shall think it proper to give directions for her

education.

“To this I will receive no reply. When you shall, by a consistency in

your words and actions, show that you repent of your past conduct, and

are resolved to return to your duty, parental affection may then and

not till then, induce me to forgive what parental justice now obliges

me to resent.”

So much for Lord Hervey’s idea of what he considered a just punishment

for his enemy the Prince of Wales.

Coxe, in his “Walpole,” refers to the expressions in this draft as

“harsh, improper and indecorous.” The Chancellor, Lord Hardwicke, was

the chief reviser of this abominable letter of Hervey’s, and even when

several amendments had been made, considered it in its completed form

too strong, but it was practically that letter of Lord Hervey’s, though

some of the words were softened, which was eventually delivered to the

Prince of Wales, and upon which he and his family had to turn out of

St. James’s Palace.

But there is one incident which occurred at this time and which has

been much used by Lord Hervey, Horace Walpole, and other enemies of the

Prince.

On the ninth day after the confinement of the Princess of Wales, the

Queen, with her two eldest daughters, drove from Hampton Court to St.

James’s to pay another visit to the mother and child.

It is said that this visit was a very painful one, because the Queen

and her son--who met her only at the door of his wife’s bedchamber,

whether by accident or design it is not stated--did not speak. It is

very evident that from this time forward, the Prince, whether rightly

or wrongly, regarded his mother as the cause of the King’s anger

against him, and did not conceal his feelings on the point.

During the hour which his mother spent with the Princess and the Royal

baby, not a word passed between mother and son, and exception is

taken to the fact that when the Queen observed that “she feared she

was troublesome,” nobody had the politeness to say she was not. At

the conclusion of the visit, the Prince very properly led his mother

down to her coach, and arriving at it, did something which greatly

exasperated Lord Hervey and Horace Walpole; he knelt down in the dirty

street and kissed his mother’s hand!

What a terrible thing for a son to do! What an outrage!

Both Hervey and Horace Walpole try to make out that he did it for

effect, and to inspire the people who were looking on; but is it not

much more likely that both Hervey and Walpole--and perhaps the people

in the street, too, would have had a great deal more to say if he

had _not_ done it, for it was the common etiquette of the Court, and

remains very much the same to the present day. But there was another

interest about this parting, too. It was the last time that mother and

son ever met on earth.

In such fashion were the sayings and doings of this Prince, _who was

not wanted_, continually distorted by those around the King and Queen,

and yet they never succeeded in shaking his popularity with the people.

Lord Hardwicke, the Lord Chancellor, has left an account behind him of

an interview with the Prince about this time, which throws some light

on the reason for the secret removal of the Princess from Hampton Court.

“On the fourth day of August,” writes Lord Hardwicke, “the day

of proroguing the Parliament, I went to St. James’s in my way to

Westminster in order to inquire after the health of the Princess of

Wales and the new-born Princess. After I had performed that ceremony, I

went away, and was overtaken at the further end of Pall Mall by one of

the Prince’s footmen, with a message that His Royal Highness desired to

speak with me. Being returned, I was carried into the nursery, whither

the Prince came immediately, out of the Princess’s bedchamber, and

turned all the ladies out of the room.”

Shade of Earl Cairns! what should we think in these days if we heard

of the Lord High Chancellor of England being shown into the nursery

at Marlborough House when on a visit of ceremony, and “all the ladies

being turned out,” and apparently the baby too, to give the Prince of

Wales an opportunity of talking serious State matters with his lordship?

The room, however, being at last clear, the Prince took Lord Hardwicke

into his confidence, evidently with the object of persuading him to

soften the hearts of the King and Queen and _inter alia_ referring to

the removal of the Princess from Hampton Court in much the same terms

used in his first letter to his father, but with this significant

addition: “What if the King, who was apt sometimes to be pretty quick,

should have objected to her going to London, and an altercation should

have arisen, what a condition would the poor Princess have been in!”

The two sat and discoursed for some time, and the old Chancellor gave

Frederick just the sort of advice an old lawyer would naturally give

a young man under the circumstances, urging submission and dutiful

behaviour to bring about a union of the family, and adding that it

would be the “zealous endeavour of himself with the other servants of

the King,” to bring about this end.

“He answered,” continued Hardwicke, “‘My Lord, I don’t doubt you in the

least, for I believe you to be a very honest man,’ and as I was rising

up embraced me, offering to kiss me. I instantly kneeled down and

kissed his hand, whereupon he raised me up and kissed my cheek.

“The scene had something in it moving, and my heart was full of the

melancholy prospect that I thought lay before me, which made me almost

burst into tears. The Prince observed this, and appeared moved himself,

and said: ‘Let us sit down, my Lord, a little, and recollect ourselves,

that we may not go out thus.’

“Soon after which I took my leave, and went directly to the House of

Lords.”

_Minutes of Lord Harrington and Sir Robert Walpole’s conversation with

the Prince by his bedside, August 1st, about five in the morning, and

taken down in writing about three hours after._

“August 1, 1737.

“The Prince of Wales this morning about five o’clock, when Lord

Harrington and Sir Robert Walpole waited upon him at St. James’s,

among other things said: he did not know whether the Princess was

come before her time or not. That she had felt great pain the Monday

before, which it being apprehended might prove her labour, of which

opinion Lady Archibald Hamilton and Mrs. Payne declared themselves to

be, but the physicians were then of another opinion, he brought her

from Hampton Court again. That on the following Friday the Princess’s

pains returning, the Prince carried her again to St. James’s, when

the physicians, Dr. Hollings and Dr. Broxolme, and Mrs. Cannons, were

of opinion it might prove her labour, but those pains likewise going

off, they returned again to Hampton Court on Saturday; that he should

not have been at Hampton Court on Sunday, but it being public day, he

feared it might be liable to some constructions; that the Princess,

growing ill again on Sunday, he brought her away immediately, that she

might be where proper help and assistance could be had.”

The opinion of that remarkably sensible woman of the time, Sarah,

Duchess of Marlborough, on this event, can but be read with interest.

“There has been an extraordinary quarrel at Court. The 31st of last

month, July, 1737, the Princess fell in labour. The King and Queen

both knew she was to lie in at St. James’s, where everything was

prepared. It was her first child, and so little a way to London that

she thought it less hazard to go immediately away from Hampton Court to

London, where she had all the assistance that could be, and everything

prepared, than to stay at Hampton Court, where she had nothing, and

might be forced to make use of a country midwife. There was not a

minute’s time to be lost in debating this matter, nor in ceremonials,

the Princess begging earnestly of the Prince to carry her to St.

James’s in such a hurry that gentlemen went behind the coach like

footmen. They got to St. James’s safe; and she was brought to bed in

one hour after. Her Majesty followed them as soon as she could, but

did not come until it was all over. However, she expressed a great

deal of anger to the Prince for having carried her away, though she

and the child were very well. I should have thought it would have been

most natural for a grandmother to have said, she had been mightily

frighted, but she was so glad it was so well over. The Prince said all

the respectful and dutiful things imaginable to her and to the King,

desiring her Majesty to support the reasons which made him go away

as he did, without acquainting his Majesty with it. And I believe that

all human creatures will allow, that this was natural for a man not to

debate a thing of this kind, nor to lose a minute’s time for ceremony;

which was very useless, considering that it is a great while since the

King has spoken to him, or taken the least notice of him. The Prince

told her Majesty he intended to go that morning to pay his duty to the

King; but she advised him not. This was Monday morning, and she said

Wednesday was time enough. And, indeed, I think in that her Majesty was

in the right. The Prince submitted to her counsel, and only writ a very

submissive and respectful letter to his Majesty, giving his reasons for

what he had done; and this conversation ended, that he hoped that his

Majesty would do him the honour to be godfather to his daughter, and

that he would be pleased to name who the godmothers would be; and that

he left all the directions of the christening entirely to his Majesty’s

pleasure. The Queen answered that it would be thought the asking the

King to be Godfather was too great a liberty, and advised him not to do

it.

[Illustration:

_National Portrait Gallery._ _Emery Walker._

SARAH, DUCHESS OF MARLBOROUGH.]

“When the Prince led the Queen to her coach, which she would not

have had him have done, there was a great concourse of people; and

notwithstanding all that had passed before, she expressed so much

kindness, that she hugged and kissed him with great passion. The King

after this sent a message in writing by my Lord Essex in the following

words:

“‘That his Majesty looks upon what the Prince had done in carrying the

Princess to London in such a manner, as a deliberate indignity offered

to himself and to the Queen, and resented it in the highest degree and

forbid him the court.’

“All the sycophants and agents of the Court spread millions of

falsities on this occasion, and all the language there was that this

was so great a crime that even those that went with the Prince ought to

be prosecuted. How this will end nobody yet knows, at least I am sure I

don’t.”

Sarah, Duchess of Marlborough to Lord Stair, August, 1737.

A pretty satire written before August 29th, 1737, by Dr. Hollings,

who attended the Princess of Wales, concerning the baby Princess, but

really directed against the Queen.

It is by comparison, not difficult to see on which side Dr. Hollings’s

sympathies were. This writing was found among the papers of Sarah,

Duchess of Marlborough.

“I am sensible how difficult it really is to be impartial, and how much

more difficult it is to seem so, in drawing the characters of persons

of the highest path and rank. The praise or the blame which they may

justly deserve, is severally ascribed to the interested views or the

private resentment of the author. I should therefore not have attempted

the character of this most excellent Princess, could there have been

the least room for suspicions of that nature. But having no obligation

or disobligation whatsoever to her, I shall speak the truth in the

sincerity of my heart, and I likewise call upon all and everyone of

those who have the honour to know her as well as I do, to contradict me

if they can in any one particular. I have observed her with attention

almost from the hour of her birth, and have carefully marked the

progressive steps of nature. I have seen her in her most unguarded

moments, and have seriously and critically considered whatever fell

from her; so that I may, without vanity, assert that nobody is better

qualified to tell the truth than myself, though others might be much

more capable of adorning it.

“I shall say nothing of the beauty of this incomparable Princess,

it is her mind, and not her person, which we intend to delineate.

Neither shall I dwell upon her high birth and station any longer than

to observe that she seems to be the only person ignorant of that

superiority. She has never been heard to give the most remote hint of

it, much less has she ever been observed to assume even that degree of

state which others, much inferior to her in birth, are so foolishly

fond of.

“It would be saying but little in praise of this excellent lady to

observe, that she had early acquired many friends; for _who_ in that

high station has not, where the power of obliging and doing good is

so extensive, it must be the weakest head, as well as the worst heart,

that does not exert it, and make many happy friends. But, what is much

more rare in her station, she has not one enemy.

“Equally humane to all who approach her, she neither stoops to

meannesses, nor insolently insults, in proportion as she imagines the

persons may be useful or useless; for having nothing to fear, ask, or

conceal, from any, she behaves herself with unconcern to all.

“She was never known to tell a lie, or even to disguise a truth;

uncorrupted nature appears in every motion, and honestly declares the

present sentiment. Her smiles are the immediate results of a contented

and innocent heart. They are never prostituted to disguise inward

rancour and malice, nor insidiously displayed to betray the unwary into

a fatal confidence.

“The tears she sometimes sheds are not less sincere; they flow only

from justifiable causes, and not from disappointed avarice, ambition

or revenge. Nor are they the forced tears of simulated compassion, but

real harshness of heart. Moreover she never cries for joy.

“She is a rare instance of liberality and economy; for though her

income be but small, she retains no more of it than is absolutely

necessary for her subsistence, and properly and privately disposes of

the rest; free from the ostentation of little or sordid minds, who

by profusion in trifles, hope to conceal the insatiate avarice and

corruption of their hearts.

“Though born and bred in Court, she never engages in the intrigues

and whispers of it, nor concerns herself in public matters. Far from

retailing or inventing lies, promoting scandal and defamation, and

encouraging breach of faith and violation of friendship, one would

think of her behaviour that she had never heard of such things.

“Her silence, considering her sex, is not the least admirable of her

many qualifications. She never speaks when she has nothing to say, nor

graciously tires her company with frivolous, improper and unnecessary

tattle.

“She is entirely free from another weakness of her sex, attention to

dress. And it is observable, that if she is ever out of humour, it

is in those moments when she is obliged to conform to custom in that

particular.

“Having thus finished this imperfect sketch of this inimitable

character, I shall only add for the information of the curious, that

this most incomparable Princess was given to us on the 31st July, 1737.

Name indeed she has none. But had ever such a Princess a name? Or can

any man name me such a Princess?”

“This paper,” comments the Duchess of Marlborough, “made me laugh,

for I think there is a good deal of humour in it, and two very exact

characters.”

Lord Hailes, who published the Duchess’s papers, comments as follows on

this essay of Dr. Hollings:

“It is curious to see the various shapes which party resentment can

assume. We have already met with a satire on Queen Caroline, in the

form of an inscription to the honour of Queen Anne. And here more

virulent satire appears under a quibbling character of the infant

daughter of the Prince of Wales.”

FOOTNOTES:

[46] “The Griff” was one of the contemptuous titles bestowed at an

early date on the Prince of Wales by his father.

[47] Lord Fanny was the nick-name given to Hervey.

[48] Hervey’s Memoirs Vol. iii., p. 231. This gives a very fair idea

of public opinion on the subject.

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