Gardens -- England -- London; London (England) -- Description and travel; Parks -- England -- London
of these three, who died in 1772, had fought in the Battle of the
Boyne! It certainly speaks well for the care and attention bestowed on
them in the Hospital.
[Illustration: GARDEN GATE, CHELSEA HOSPITAL]
The garden to the east of the buildings was part of the original
ground, but has had a career and history of its own. It was the famous
Ranelagh Gardens, which enchanted the beaux and fair ladies of the
eighteenth century. From 1742 to 1803 its glories lasted. Ranelagh
House was built by the Earl of that name, who was Paymaster to the
Forces in the reign of James II., a clever, unscrupulous person, who
amassed considerable wealth in the course of his office-work. He
obtained a grant of the land from Chelsea Hospital, built a house
and laid out a garden, where the “plots, borders, and walks” were
“curiously kept, and elegantly designed.” After passing through the
hands of his daughter, Lady Catherine Jones, the property was sold to
Swift and Timbrell, who leased it to Lacey, the patentee of Drury Lane
Theatre. The idea was to turn it into a winter Vauxhall. Eventually
it was open from Easter till the end of the summer, and effectually
outshone Vauxhall. Walpole, in a letter two days after it was first
opened, did not think much of it. “I was there, last night, but did
not find the joy of it. Vauxhall is a little better, for the garden
is pleasanter, and one goes to it by water.” Two years later he wrote
in a very different strain. “Every night constantly I go to Ranelagh,
which has totally beat Vauxhall. Nobody goes anywhere else--everybody
goes there. My Lord Chesterfield is so fond of it, that he says he
has ordered all his letters to be directed thither.” Fanny Burney,
in “Evelina,” to bring out the character of the “surly, vulgar, and
disagreeable man,” makes him abuse the place which fascinated polite
society. “There’s your famous Ranelagh, that you make such a fuss
about; why, what a dull place is that!” The chief amusement was walking
about and looking at each other, as the poem by Bloomfield puts it--
“We had seen every soul that was in it,
Then we went round and saw them again.”
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