Transcribed from the 1901 The Press Printers edition by David Price, email ccx074@pglaf.org. Many thanks to Kensington Local Studies Library for allowing the use of their copy in making this transcription. [Picture: The “Old Swan,” Chelsea] Rambling Recollections of Chelsea and the surrounding District as a Village in the early part of the past century BY AN OLD INHABITANT [Picture: Decorative design] LONDON: The Press Printers, 142 Strand [Picture: Picture of the author] INTRODUCTION. [Picture: Decorative divider] _In offering my early recollections of Chelsea and surrounding neighbourhood_, _I thought they might be interesting to many of my old friends and neighbours_, _and while away pleasantly some of their leisure moments_. _The idea of compiling them from a diary_, _spasmodically kept_, _only occurred to me when confined to my room_, _to pass away some of the weary hours_, _and I certainly found the task extremely advantageous_. _Accordingly_, _I have had them printed_, _for presentation to my friends_, _as a souvenir of our old friendship_. _Highfield Lodge_, _Wandsworth Common_. _June_, 1901. CHAPTER 1.—Early Recollections. In my early recollection Chelsea had many industries characteristic of the village, which have entirely passed away. The only conveyance—a two-horse stage coach, called the “Village Clock”—used to run from the Cross Keys, in Lawrence Street, twice a day, for one shilling to Charing Cross, and one-and-six pence to the City. It would stop to change horses at the “Black Horse,” in Coventry Street. Time, from Chelsea, ten in the morning and two in the afternoon; supposed to do the journey in an hour—which it never did. This coach appeared to be as much as was required, as it was seldom full, although it would go round in the morning to pick up its regular passengers. The roads and streets had a very different appearance at that time, when the King’s Road was like a country road, with a toll gate on the north-east side of Sloane Square. By the Asylum Wall, as far as Whitelands, there was no path at all. Where Colville Terrace now stands was Colville’s Nursery, as far as Downing’s Floorcloth Factory, with no path, and on the opposite side from Whitelands to the White Stiles was Siger’s Nursery. The White Stiles—where is now Avenue Terrace—was an open space with a grand avenue of horse chestnuts and some old-fashioned wood fence with two stone steps and a stile at each end, and where Bywater Street and Markham Square stand was Morr’s Nursery.