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
In Consequence of this, every one that had a Room or Bed to let, in
_Chelsea_, _Hammersmith_, _Kensington_, _Kew_, _Richmond_, or anywhere
within a moderate Distance of the Metropolis, raised their Prices to
an immoderate Height; and in every little Shop or Parlour Window a Card
or Paper, ill writ and ill spelt, might be seen pasted or wafered,
notifying that "Hear might be had a Bedd or Bedds on the ensewing
Nite of the Erthquak." Nay, Women whose Fortunes or Occupations did
not admit of their leaving their City Homes, quilted themselves warm
"Earthquake Bedgowns," in which to take Flight in the Night, if their
Houses should tumble about their Ears.
It might be about a Week before the Event was expected, and while
the Churches were daily filled to overflowing, that _Gatty_ came to
inquire whether her _Lady_ could have the Sitting-room and Bed-chamber
formerly occupied by Mr. _Fenwick_, for "the Earthquake Night." Though
the Apartments were unlet, my _Mother_ did not much relish Lady _Betty_
for her Guest, even for twenty-four Hours, and said she did not know
she was minded to let the Rooms at all; she was sure we could not do
Things to my _Lady's_ liking. However, _Gatty_, who was to be Lady
_Betty's_ Companion, and had a great Fancy for coming to us on her own
Account, said she was instructed to offer us any Price within Reason,
and of her own Head offered so handsome a Sum, that my _Mother_ said
she should be ashamed of taking it for one Night. There was Nothing in
that, _Gatty_ said; Lady _Betty_ never grudged any Money on herself,
and could well afford to pay it, and would rather like boasting
beforehand and afterwards, how much her Earthquake Lodgings cost her.
So, as we well knew all our Neighbours were making the same Market,
and we should really be disaccommodated by having her _Ladyship_ and
finding a Lodging for Mr. _James_, we would not be so nice as to
hold out, but accepted the Terms in consideration of the Trouble. I
should, indeed, have put in a Proviso for Mr. _Fenwick_, whose Safety
was infinitely more important than my _Lady's_, had I believed there
was the least Chance of his consenting to occupy his old Quarters;
but I knew already that he would by no Means forsake his poor People
in _Shoreditch_, even on the Supposal of any especial Dangerousness
on that Night, which he did not, averring the mysterious Intentions
of Providence to be altogether hidden out of Sight, in spite of the
Presagings of Impostors and Fanatics.
_Gatty_ joyfully left us therefore, having, she owned, been a little
infected by the Fears of those around her, which were especially
prevalent in the Servants' Hall, where the poor Maids and Men were to
be left in their ordinary Charge; my _Lady_ not entertaining the same
Fear of their being swallowed up alive as of herself.
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