Great Britain -- History -- George III, 1760-1820 -- Juvenile fiction; Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Juvenile fiction
Numerous excited groups of men now filled the greater part of the
interior area; some were bending eagerly forward, either more forcibly
to express an opinion, or to hear what was said by the speaker on the
opposite side of the circle. Others were whispering into their
neighbours' ears, with hands lifted up, listening attentively to the
remarks bestowed upon them, while others were hurrying to and fro
gathering the opinion of their acquaintances, and then quickly again
putting it forth as their own, or hastening away to act on the
information they had received.
"Terrible news! The country will be ruined to a certainty! The French
will be here within a week! Fearful disaster! The fleet has mutinied!
The army will follow their example! Ireland is in open rebellion! The
bank is drained of specie! Failures in every direction! The funds at
fifty-seven!"
Such were some of the remarks flying about, and which formed the subject
matter of the addresses delivered by the various speakers. Many persons
then collected were sober-minded citizens, merchants of good repute,
trading with the West Indian Sugar Islands, Africa, the Colonies of
North America, or the Baltic, East India directors, or others, whose
transactions compelled them to assemble, for the negotiation of their
bills on 'change.
A considerable number, however, of those who came into the city from the
West End did not stop at the Exchange, but continued their course a
short distance farther, along Cornhill, where turning on one side they
found themselves in the precincts of Change Alley. An old writer
describes that region: "The limits are easily surrounded in a minute and
a half. Step out of Jonathan's into the alley, turn your face due east,
move on a few paces to Garraway's. From thence go out at the other
door, and go on still east, into Birchin Lane, and then halting at the
Sword-blade bank, and facing the north, you will enter Cornhill, and
visit two or three petty provinces there to the west, and thus having
boxed your compass, and sailed round the stock-jobbing globe, you turn
into Jonathan's again."
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