The Old Inns of Old England, Volume 1 (of 2): A Picturesque Account of the Ancient and Storied Hostelries of Our Own CountryHarper, Charles G. (Charles George)
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The Old Inns of Old England, Volume 1 (of 2): A Picturesque Account of the Ancient and Storied Hostelries of Our Own Country
Harper, Charles G. (Charles George)
England -- Social life and customs; Hotels -- England
The “inn on Marlborough Downs,” referred to in the Bagman’s Story in
Chapter XIV., is still the subject of much heated controversy among
Dickens commentators. Sandwiched as it is (in the story told by a stranger
to the Pickwickians at “Eatanswill”) between Ipswich and Bury St. Edmunds,
it appears to be a vague recollection dragged in, neck and crop, by
Dickens, of some inn he had casually noticed in 1835, when travelling
between London and Bristol. “But,” it has been asked, “_what_ inn was he
thinking of, if indeed, of any specific inn at all?”
The Bagman with the Lonely Eye, who told the story of Tom Smart and the
widow-landlady of this wayside hostelry, spoke of Tom Smart driving his
gig “in the direction of Bristol” across the bleak expanse, and of his
mare drawing up of her own accord “before a roadside inn on the right-hand
side of the way, about half a quarter of a mile from the end of the
downs.”
We are met here, at the very outset, by some puzzling discrepancies and by
a wide choice, “Marlborough Downs” being a stretch of wild, inhospitable
chalk-down country extending the whole of the fourteen miles between
Marlborough and Devizes, and being still “Marlborough Downs” at the
threshold of Devizes itself. Moreover, the same characteristic features
are common to both the routes to Bath and Bristol that branch at
Beckhampton and go, left by way of Devizes, and right through Calne and
Chippenham.
The “half a quarter of a mile from the end of the Downs” by the Devizes
route brings you, in the direction Tom Smart (of the firm of Bilson and
Slum) was going, to a point a half, or three quarters, of a mile from
Devizes town, where, neither on the right hand nor the left, was there
ever an inn. The same distance from the end of this weird district on the
Calne and Chippenham route conducts to the “Black Horse” inn at Cherhill,
full in view of the great white horse cut on the hillside in 1780, and
standing, correctly enough, on the right-hand side of the way. Could this
inn possibly have been the house referred to by Dickens? I have never seen
it suggested.
[Illustration: THE “WAGGON AND HORSES,” BECKHAMPTON.]
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