The Creevey Papers
        Countess Grey to Frances Ann Taylor, [February 1826]
        
        
          
        
        
          
        
       
      
      
      
      
     
     
    
     “Tuesday [February, 1826]. 
    
     “. . . Things are worse and worse in the City. I
                                    have just had a note from thence, and this day all the things in the Stocks
                                    have fallen worse than ever. Every soul to whom a shilling is due comes to ask
                                    for it. In short, it is a fearful time. As to the opinions on the £1 and £2
                                    notes business, people are so divided that it is impossible to come at the
                                    truth. Sir Robert Wilson, Brougham, Lord
                                        Lansdowne are with Ministers, and even Lord Dacre; then others—the strongest of the
                                    Tories—are against them. Lord
                                        Auckland thinks it ruin to us all, and even those who vote for
                                    it say that it will make things worse for the present. Ld.
                                        Dacre says that he makes up his mind to get no rents for 2 or 3
                                    years, but that he thinks it will eventually do good. I understand nothing
                                    about it, but dislike it if it will prevent us receiving rents, which seems
                                    allowed on all hands. 
    
     “Last night Harriet had her
                                            écarté party, and it was very
                                    good and very agreeable, except that I lost my £10, which made me rather blue. 
    
     “There is a strong report of the Chancellor
                                        [Eldon] going out. Gifford, it is supposed, cannot be Chancellor, as
                                    all the Bar declare him incompetent, and he himself feels it. Copley is trying, but they say it is impossible,
                                    as he is not a Chancery man.* Some say 
|  * Nevertheless, he became Chancellor [Lord Lyndhurst] in the following year.
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![]() that our Leach must
                                    get it, as he is the only one who can do the business. I think it more likely
                                    that the Seals will be put in commission. If Leach gets
                                    it, Mr. Vane is sure to get the best thing going. He told
                                    me so long since. To be sure, we won’t get all the best things for all
                                    our friends, and if he don’t obey we will neither dine with him nor allow
                                    him to play at écarté. Lady Elizabeth [Conyngham’s] marriage
                                    still drags on. She now says she cannot think of fixing a time for it, as she
                                    cannot make up her mind to quit her mother; that is—Lady C[onyngham] puts this into her mouth, and
                                    then says:—‘It is so, is it not,
                                        Tissy?’—‘Yes,
                                    mama,’ answers she. . . . I hear from those who have been there that
                                    the Cottage* is more dull than ever: that Lady C. throws
                                    herself back on the sofa and never speaks; and the opinion is (which I
                                    don’t believe) that she hates Kingy. We have just got
                                    over Shoenfeld, the man who fought with
                                        Cradock about Mme. de
                                        G[enlis] and Mme. de Firmacon. The
                                        Dauphine at Lady Granville’s ball said to
                                        him:—‘Monsieur, quand partezvous?’
                                    which was reckoned a congé, and he
                                    was in consequence sent here as attaché to Esterhazy.
                                    He is all whiskers and white teeth, and evidently means to be a ladykiller,
                                    and, if I am not mistaken, will succeed. I find that he was with
                                        Esterhazy at the very time we were living so much with
                                    the Princesse, and that he used to dine every day with us all, at the bottom of
                                    the table. So little effect did he make, that we never saw the animal; but he
                                    has now gotten a new applique in the
                                    shape of a top knot, and passes off for a youth à
                                            bonnes fortunes, which is very amusing. . . . I am happy
                                    to tell you that a serious phalanx is arranging for the Age newspaper. About 6 or 7 people are going
                                    to prosecute—Mr. Fox Lane for his
                                        wife, who they chose to say
                                        ‘had exposed herself in her box at the
                                        Opera with Poodle Byng’ She
                                    had not seen him even by accident for 8 months, and then only in the streets;
                                    and on the very night mentioned she was sitting over her own fire with her
                                    father and brother!
 that our Leach must
                                    get it, as he is the only one who can do the business. I think it more likely
                                    that the Seals will be put in commission. If Leach gets
                                    it, Mr. Vane is sure to get the best thing going. He told
                                    me so long since. To be sure, we won’t get all the best things for all
                                    our friends, and if he don’t obey we will neither dine with him nor allow
                                    him to play at écarté. Lady Elizabeth [Conyngham’s] marriage
                                    still drags on. She now says she cannot think of fixing a time for it, as she
                                    cannot make up her mind to quit her mother; that is—Lady C[onyngham] puts this into her mouth, and
                                    then says:—‘It is so, is it not,
                                        Tissy?’—‘Yes,
                                    mama,’ answers she. . . . I hear from those who have been there that
                                    the Cottage* is more dull than ever: that Lady C. throws
                                    herself back on the sofa and never speaks; and the opinion is (which I
                                    don’t believe) that she hates Kingy. We have just got
                                    over Shoenfeld, the man who fought with
                                        Cradock about Mme. de
                                        G[enlis] and Mme. de Firmacon. The
                                        Dauphine at Lady Granville’s ball said to
                                        him:—‘Monsieur, quand partezvous?’
                                    which was reckoned a congé, and he
                                    was in consequence sent here as attaché to Esterhazy.
                                    He is all whiskers and white teeth, and evidently means to be a ladykiller,
                                    and, if I am not mistaken, will succeed. I find that he was with
                                        Esterhazy at the very time we were living so much with
                                    the Princesse, and that he used to dine every day with us all, at the bottom of
                                    the table. So little effect did he make, that we never saw the animal; but he
                                    has now gotten a new applique in the
                                    shape of a top knot, and passes off for a youth à
                                            bonnes fortunes, which is very amusing. . . . I am happy
                                    to tell you that a serious phalanx is arranging for the Age newspaper. About 6 or 7 people are going
                                    to prosecute—Mr. Fox Lane for his
                                        wife, who they chose to say
                                        ‘had exposed herself in her box at the
                                        Opera with Poodle Byng’ She
                                    had not seen him even by accident for 8 months, and then only in the streets;
                                    and on the very night mentioned she was sitting over her own fire with her
                                    father and brother! 
    
     “Lord
                                    Kirkwall,† it is said, marries Lord
                                        Boston’s
                                    
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![]() daughter. The Belfasts have bought Lord Boston’s
                                    house in my street. . . . Houses are dearer than ever. Their’s will stand
                                    them furnished in £400 a year. . . . If I dared, I would entreat of you to take
                                    no more blue pill. I think that you are ruining yourself, but I know that you
                                    have no faith in my knowledge of medicine; but what can be so bad as to take
                                    medicine to that excess as to bring on such misery as to affect the mouth.* . .
                                    .”
                                    daughter. The Belfasts have bought Lord Boston’s
                                    house in my street. . . . Houses are dearer than ever. Their’s will stand
                                    them furnished in £400 a year. . . . If I dared, I would entreat of you to take
                                    no more blue pill. I think that you are ruining yourself, but I know that you
                                    have no faith in my knowledge of medicine; but what can be so bad as to take
                                    medicine to that excess as to bring on such misery as to affect the mouth.* . .
                                    .” 
    
    Thomas Brand, twentieth lord Dacre  (1774-1851)  
                  Of The Hoo, Hertfordshire; the son of Thomas Brand; he was a Whig MP for Hertfordshire
                        (1807-19) and married as his second wife, the poet Barbarina, Lady Dacre, in 1819—the same
                        year he succeeded his mother in the title.
               
 
    Henry Peter Brougham, first baron Brougham and Vaux  (1778-1868)  
                  Educated at Edinburgh University, he was a founder of the 
Edinburgh
                            Review in which he chastised Byron's 
Hours of Idleness; he
                        defended Queen Caroline in her trial for adultery (1820), established the London University
                        (1828), and was appointed lord chancellor (1830).
               
 
    Frederick Gerald Byng [Poodle]   (1784-1871)  
                  Son of John Byng, fifth viscount Torrington; he was a dandy acquaintance of the Prince
                        Regent and a clerk at the Foreign Office.
               
 
    
    
    John Singleton Copley, baron Lyndhurst  (1772-1863)  
                  The son of the American painter; he did legal work for John Murray before succeeding Lord
                        Eldon as lord chancellor (1827-30, 1834-35, 1841-46); a skilled lawyer, he was also a
                        political chameleon.
               
 
    George Eden, earl of Auckland  (1784-1849)  
                  The second son of William Eden, first Baron Auckland (d. 1814); educated at Eton, Christ
                        Church, Oxford, and Lincoln's Inn, he courted Annabella Milbanke and was MP for New
                        Woodstock. He was governor-general of India (1836-42).
               
 
    
    
    
    
    
    Robert Gifford, first Baron Gifford  (1779-1826)  
                  Barrister, educated at the Middle Temple, he practiced on the western circuit and was
                        Tory MP for Eye (1817-24), attorney general (1819-24), and lord chief justice of the common
                        pleas (1824).
               
 
    
    
    
    George Lane Fox  (1793-1848)  
                  Of Bramham Park, Yorkshire, the son of James Fox-Lane; educated at Westminster and
                        Oxford, he was an enthusiastic fox-hunter and MP for Beverley (1820-26, 1837-40).
               
 
    
    Sir John Leach  (1760-1834)  
                  Whig MP for Seaford (1806-16) and vice-chancellor (1818-27); he was a much-despised
                        lawyer for the Prince of Wales, master of the Rolls and deputy-speaker of the House of
                        Lords, 1827.
               
 
    
    Paul Anton III, Prince Esterházy  (1786-1866)  
                  Hungarian diplomat who after the Congress of Vienna was appointed as ambassador to the
                        United Kingdom (1815-42); he was foreign minister (1848).
               
 
    John Scott, first earl of Eldon  (1751-1838)  
                  Lord chancellor (1801-27); he was legal counsel to the Prince of Wales and an active
                        opponent of the Reform Bill.
               
 
    Sir Robert Thomas Wilson  (1777-1849)  
                  Soldier, author, radical Whig MP for Southwark (1818-31), and diplomat; he wrote 
History of the British Expedition to Egypt (1802) and was governor
                        of Gibraltar (1842).
               
 
    
                  The Age.    (1825-1843). A Tory newspaper that dealt in scandal, owned and edited by Charles Molloy
                        Westmacott.