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 “George,” after the fine old church--that church in which Tom Pinch
played the organ--is the chief ornament of Amesbury, and that it was the
inn meant by Dickens when he wrote _Martin Chuzzlewit_ is in the village
an article of faith which no visitor dare controvert or dispute in any way
on the spot. Like the small boys who do not say “Yah!” and are not
courageous enough to make grimaces until safely out of arm’s reach, we
only dare dispassionately discuss the _pros_ and _cons_ when out of the
place. It were not possible on the spot to object, “Yes, but,” and then
proceed to argue the point with the landlord, who confidently shows you
old Martin Chuzzlewit’s bedroom and a room with a descent of one step
inside, instead of the “two steps on the inside so exquisitely unexpected
that strangers, despite the most elaborate cautioning, usually dived in,
head first, as into a plunging-bath.”
[Illustration: THE “GEORGE,” AMESBURY.]
But the truth is, like many another literary landmark, the “Blue Dragon”
in _Martin Chuzzlewit_ is a composite picture, combining the features of
both the “George” at Amesbury, eight miles to the north of Salisbury, and
those of the “Green Dragon” at Alderbury, three miles to the south. Nay,
there were not so long ago at Alderbury those who remembered the
picture-sign of the “Green Dragon” there, which doubtless Dickens saw in
his wanderings around the neighbourhood. “A faded and an ancient dragon he
was; and many a wintry storm of rain, snow, sleet, and hail had changed
his colour from a gaudy blue to a faint lack-lustre shade of grey. But
there he hung; rearing in a state of monstrous imbecility on his
hind-legs; waxing with every month that passed so much more dim and
shapeless that as you gazed at him on one side of the sign-board it seemed
as if he must be gradually melting through it and coming out upon the
other.” (Chap. III.)
The sign has long since been replaced by the commonplace lettering of the
present day, but it was then, in Dickens’s own words, “a certain Dragon
who swung and creaked complainingly before the village ale-house door,” a
phrase which at once shows us that if by the “Blue Dragon” of the story
the “George” at Amesbury was intended to be described, that was a
derogatory description of the fine old hostelry.
This brings us to the chief point upon which the validity of this claim of
the “Green Dragon” at Alderbury must rest. Dickens distinctly alludes to
the “Blue Dragon” as a “village ale-house,” and such it is and has ever
been; while to the “George” at Amesbury that description cannot even now
justly apply, and certainly it could never in coaching times, when in the
heyday of its prosperity, have been so fobbed off with such a phrase.
Moreover, we will do well to bear in mind that old Chuzzlewit and his
companion did not put up at the inn--this “village ale-house”--from
choice. The gentleman was “taken ill upon the road,” and had to seek the
first house that offered.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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