The Old Chelsea Bun-House: A Tale of the Last CenturyManning, Anne
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The Old Chelsea Bun-House: A Tale of the Last Century
Manning, Anne
England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction
Prudence was mighty pleased to hear of our Engagement, as it would
afford her a near View of the gay World, which was what she had long
been desiring. After the Shop was closed, we set forth, attended by
_Peter_, who was also to see us safe back; and on reaching the Square,
we descried the House directly by the lighted Flambeaux.
Both the private and public Entrance were already in Commotion; but we
asked the Hall Porter for Mr. _James_, who presently appeared, still
in Deshabille. "You have taken me at my Word," said he smiling, "Your
Coming is of the earliest, and I dare not let you go up-Stairs yet, so
you must wait awhile in the Servants' Hall, till the Company begin to
arrive."
I was never in a Servants' Hall of that Description before; and I must
say that it afforded me Matter and Leisure for several Reflections.
Servants, Pastry-Cooks--Men and Boys, and so forth, were bustling in
and out, and we were pushed about a good Deal till we got into a quiet
Corner behind the Clock. It struck me that the Pleasures of the Quality
were purchased at the Price of a good Deal of Immorality in their
Dependents. Many a Glass of Wine did I see swallowed on the Sly; many a
Tart and Custard whipt off and hastily eaten in Corners. One would have
thought, in a great House like this, Fragments of Dainties had been so
common that they would have been no Temptations; but doubtless the poor
Servants had been so overwrought and debarred of their natural Rest
and regular Refreshments, that their Strength required a little keeping
up, for they had an arduous Evening before them. The Maids flirted and
jested; the Men used intemperate Language; in and out among them all
sailed my Lady Housekeeper from Time to Time, as proud as a Dutchess,
and in a Head and Primers that a Dutchess had probably worn, before
they were a little soiled.
By-and-by the Bustle increases. Mr. _James_ comes in, superbly
attired, and smilingly offers us Tarts and Tokay; but, though pressed,
we declined. Then he beckoned us to follow him, and piloted us
into a brilliant Ante-room where, behind some huge Orange Trees in
Wooden Tubs, he found us Seats that commanded a Vistoe of the two
Drawing-rooms beyond. Sure, the _King's_ Majesty could scarce dwell
in greater State. I think that neither _Whitehall_, _Windsor_, nor
_Hampton Court_ could ever have made a greater Show. The Ante-Chamber
Hangings were blue Velvet and Silver, the Drawing-room that came next
beyond was amber Satin and Gold; the Chamber beyond that was hung with
Goblin Tapestry. Also there were some large Mirrours, in which one
might behold one's self from Head to Foot.
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