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is conveniently situated for a place of that kind, but a man must be very well situated, in respect to circuinstances, who wishes to make it his
should be charged high, you are well served, in the best stile, and with the best commodities. The person who keeps it was for many years the master of the Bedford Arms, in Covent-garden, in London, a house that has been of great notoriety, time out of mind.
The inhabitants devise different ways to amuse and accommodate his Majesty; one furnishes a splendid library, not only with a superabundance of books, but with all the trinkets of Bond or Cockspur Streets; over which he builds a spacious room, purposely for a sovereign-lounge, or
for secret councils; but this overardent zealot, being “too civil by half,” has unfortunately been obliged to lounge off to another part of the kingdom, without being thanked for his pains, and with this reflection at his heels,—“Who is to blame?"
Another has built a magnificent bath, at the expence of five hundred pounds, on the plan of royal accommodation likewise; but this has also proved a wrong speculation ; for the Sovereign complimented the builder with taking a single dip, gave him five guineas, but it was found that the water was not sufficiently impregnated with the sal mare, which is generally believed to be the case; therefore the projector, like an injudicious tailor, who officiously wishes
to furnish a gentleman with a new coat, of a peculiar and fashionable cut, without paying a proper attention to the quality of the cloth, has met with the mortification of having it returned upon his hands. .
When the Royal Family make their first entrance into Weymouth, every summer season, the inhabitants, out of compliment, cover the pavement with small pebbles from the seashore, which has generally the effect of endangering your eyes, or breaking the parlour-windows of all the houses in the street; for, as the party is mostly numerous, and the horses driven along at a furious pace, their hoofs, tipping the pebbles before them, make them fly as thick as hail, and as sharp almost as a small bullet-shot from a pistol.
Yet, notwithstanding all the apparent zeal of the natives of Weymouth, one would think they in reality did not care a straw for the royal visitors; otherwise, these Gothamites, if they truly wished to make their Sovereign's entrance easy, would have bestowed a bundle or two of the above commodity for the sake of his family, their friends' eyes, their neighbours' windows, and the general safety of his Majesty's subjects. Being thrown into this situation once myself, with my head uncovered like an obedient subject, I was under the necessity of turning my back upon my betters, for the sake of saving my face; it was at. a time when I had an idea of addressing his Majesty in respect to my
father being the author of “God save Great
George our King.” I had no evil in my mind like Macbeth, yet
Co the very stones
for they rose from the pavement in such vollies, and pelted me hip and thigh at such a rate, that I could not help bringing to mind that passage in the Scriptures where it is said,
66 I asked for bread, and he gave me a stone!".
As it has been whispered abroad, nay even given in print, that an annuity of two hundred pounds per annum had been bestowed on me, in consequence of my father being the author of “God save Great George our King," I think it a duty incumbent on me to acquaint the world, that no such consideration has ever yet