Historical fiction; London (England) -- History -- 17th century -- Fiction; Plague -- Fiction
of Stepney, Whitechapel, Aldgate, Bishopsgate, Shoreditch, Cripplegate,
and St. Giles's, where the fire never came, and where the plague raced
with the greatest violence, remain still in the same condition they were
in before?
But to leave these things just as I found them, it was certain that
those people who were more than ordinarily cautious of their health did
take particular directions for what they called seasoning of their
houses; and abundance of costly things were consumed on that account,
which I cannot but say not only seasoned those houses as they desired,
but filled the air with very grateful and wholesome smells, which others
had the share of the benefit of, as well as those who were at the
expenses of them.
Though the poor came to town very precipitantly, as I have said, yet, I
must say, the rich made no such haste. The men of business, indeed, came
up, but many of them did not bring their families to town till the
spring came on, and that they saw reason to depend upon it that the
plague would not return.
The court, indeed, came up soon after Christmas; but the nobility and
gentry, except such as depended upon and had employment under the
administration, did not come so soon.
I should have taken notice here, that notwithstanding the violence of
the plague in London and other places, yet it was very observable that
it was never on board the fleet; and yet for some time there was a
strange press[348] in the river, and even in the streets, for seamen to
man the fleet. But it was in the beginning of the year, when the plague
was scarce begun, and not at all come down to that part of the city
where they usually press for seamen; and though a war with the Dutch was
not at all grateful to the people at that time, and the seamen went with
a kind of reluctancy into the service, and many complained of being
dragged into it by force, yet it proved, in the event, a happy violence
to several of them, who had probably perished in the general calamity,
and who, after the summer service was over, though they had cause to
lament the desolation of their families (who, when they came back, were
many of them in their graves), yet they had room to be thankful that
they were carried out of the reach of it, though so much against their
wills. We, indeed, had a hot war with the Dutch that year, and one very
great engagement[349] at sea, in which the Dutch were worsted; but we
lost a great many men and some ships. But, as I observed, the plague was
not in the fleet; and when they came to lay up the ships in the river,
the violent part of it began to abate.
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