The Creevey Papers
        Eleanor Creevey to Thomas Creevey, 3 November 1805
        
        
          
        
        
          
        
       
      
      
      
      
     
     
    
     “Sunday, Nov. 3, 1805. 
    
     “And so I amuse you by my histories. Well! I am glad
                                    of it, and it encourages me to go on; and yet I can tell you I could tire of
                                    such horrors as I have had the last 3 evenings. I nevertheless estimate them as
                                    you do, and am quite disposed to persevere. The second evening was the worst.
                                    We were in the dining-room (a comfortless place except for eating and drinking
                                    in), and sat in a circle round the fire, which (to indulge you with
                                    ‘detail’) was thus arranged. Mrs.
                                        F[itzherbert] in the chimney corner (but not knitting), next to
                                    her Lady Downshire—then Mrs. Creevey—then
                                        Geoff—then Dr. [erased]—then
                                        Savory—then
                                    Warner—then Day, vis-a-vis his
                                    mistress, and most of the time snoring like a pig and waking for nothing 
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|  1805.] | EVENINGS AT THE PAVILION. | 67 | 
 better than a glass of water,
                                    which he call’d for, hoping, I think, to be offered something better. . .
                                    . Last night was better; it was the same party only instead of
                                        Savory, a Col. or Major Watley
                                    [?] of the Gloster Militia, and the addition of Mrs.
                                        Morant, an old card-playing woman. . . . Mrs.
                                        Fitz shone last night very much in a sketch she gave me of the
                                    history of a very rich Russian woman of quality who is coming to Lord Berkeley’s house. She has been long in
                                    England, and is I suppose generally known in London, though new to me. She was
                                    a married woman with children, and of great consequence at the court of
                                    Petersburgh when Lord Whitworth was
                                    there some years ago. He was poor and handsome—she rich and in love with
                                    him, and tired of a very magnificent husband to whom she had been married at 14
                                    years old. In short, she kept my Lord, and spent immense
                                    sums in doing so and gratifying his great extravagance. In the midst of all
                                    this he return’d to England, but they corresponded, and she left her
                                    husband and her country to come to him, expecting to marry him—got as far
                                    as Berlin, and there heard he was married to the Duchess of Dorset. 
    
     “She was raving mad for some time, and Mrs. F. describes her as being often nearly so
                                    now, but at other times most interesting, and most miserable. Her husband and
                                    children come to England to visit her, and Mrs. F. says
                                    she is an eternal subject of remorse to Lord
                                        Whitworth, whom she [Mrs. F] spoke of in
                                    warm terms as ‘a monster,’ and said she could tell me far more to
                                    make me think so. The story sometimes hit upon points that made her blush and
                                    check herself, which was to me not the least interesting part of it. . . . She
                                    laughed more last night than ever at the
                                    Johnstones—said he was a most vulgar man, but
                                    seem’d to give him credit for his good nature to his sister and his
                                    generosity. The Baron is preparing a phantasmagoria at the Pavillion, and she
                                        [Mrs. F] laughs at what he may do with Miss
                                        Johnstone in a dark room.” 
    
    
    Eleanor Creevey  [née Branding]   (d. 1818)  
                  The daughter of Charles Branding (1733-1802); in 1779 she married William Ord (d. 1789)
                        and in 1802, the politician and diarist Thomas Creevey.
               
 
    Maria Anne Fitzherbert  [née Smythe]   (1756-1837)  
                  The consort of the Prince of Wales whom she married in 1785 as her third husband; the
                        marriage was regarded as illegitimate since she was a Catholic.
               
 
    
    Sir John McMahon, first baronet  (1754 c.-1817)  
                  Irish politician who was MP for Aldeburgh (1802-12); he was a friend of Sheridan and
                        secretary to the Prince Regent.
               
 
    Arabella Diana Sackville, duchess of Dorset  [née Cope]   (1769-1825)  
                  The daughter of Sir Charles Cope, second baronet; in 1790 she married John Frederick
                        Sackville, third Duke of Dorset, and upon his death, in 1801 she married the diplomat
                        Charles Whitworth, first Earl of Whitworth.