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lous boy of Bristol, Thomas Chatterton, died and was buried. On the south side of Fleet Street, between the two lanes, is Bouverie Street, leading to "Alsatia ;" and, a little east of this, Salisbury Square, where Richardson wrote "Pamela," and received distinguished visitors. At No. 76 Fleet Street he printed his own novels.

And this district, crowded with memories of those who although dead yet live, is only a single small portion of this wonderful old London!

Scenes both of the "Fortunes of Nigel" and of "Peveril of the Peak" are laid in the Tower of London, but they do not render that famous place a very prominent object in the stories, or in the lands of Scott. Visitors to the Beauchamp Tower (a portion of the great fortress) can fancy it to have been the prison of the Peverils or of Lord Nigel. Localities in and near London associated with "The Heart of Mid-Lothian" are mentioned on page 273; and others, with "Kenilworth," on page 394.

SCOTT'S LONDON, or most of it, is west of Temple Bar. A walk in that direction, from the district already described, along the Strand, or the new Thames Embankment and Whitehall, may, in an hour or two, enable an explorer to see nearly all the metropolitan localities associated with his works, chiefly with "Peveril of the Peak" and "The Fortunes of Nigel." The places and objects (mentioned on page 376) once scenes of portions of the action of the former, could hardly be recognized now by the actors. The Savoy, visited by Julian Peveril, was a large embattled structure between the Strand and the river, west of Waterloo Bridge. At the time of the story it was ruinous; now, only its Perpendicular chapel, more than once restored, remains. Farther west, by the embankment, and formerly close to the river, is Inigo Jones's water-gate, the only vestige of York House, the residence of the Duke of Buckingham, whose character Dryden tersely and severely described, whose position was brilliant during the reign of Charles II., and whose portrait by Scott in "Peveril of the Peak" is a masterpiece. At Charing Cross is Northumberland House, mentioned in the same story, and an imposing example of the town mansions of the great noblemen during the seventeenth century. Whitehall and the Banqueting House, both now well known and stately, are entirely changed from the condition they presented to some of Scott's characters.

The same remark applies to Westminster, except to its Abbeychurch. This edifice, surpassed in interest by no other on earth, has, however, scarcely an association with Scott or with his creations, except that a few of the persons whom he has represented are supposed to have seen it as we see it. North-west of the Abbey is St. James Park, now a grand and beautiful garden, with a great avenue and imposing terraces. In the seventeenth century "it was little more than a nursery for deer," but in it appeared some of the persons highest in rank in “The Fortunes of Nigel." In it Lord Nigel drew his sword upon Lord Dalgarno, and thence fled to "Alsatia." (In Greenwich Park, it may be added, he encountered King James and the Duke of Buckingham, who bore the royal favor, and the title "Steenie" that it conferred.) In St. James Park Fenella led Julian Peveril to the presence of Charles the Second.

The places in London rendered interesting by personal associations with Scott are in the north-western quarter of the city. On this side of St. James Park stood Carlton House, where he dined, more than once, "merrily" with the Prince Regent. In the same direction, and adjoining this park, is the Green Park, broad and grassy, bounded on the north by Piccadilly, on the corner of which and the west side of Whitehorse Street, was a "bay-fronted house,” commanding "a fine open prospect" over the latter. This was the home of M. Charles Dumergue, a superior man, "surgeon dentist to the royal family," and an intimate friend of Lady Scott's family. This continued to be Sir Walter's established headquarters during his visits in London from 1803 (when he was in town, accompanied by his wife) until one of his own children - his eldest daughter, Mrs. Lockhart- was established in the city, at No. 24 Sussex Place, on the south-west side of Regent's Park, -an area of four hundred acres newly laid out in his time, and then, as now, a charming place. On the 17th October, 1826, an entry in his journal is recorded at "25 Pall-Mall." During his last visit to London, after his return for the last time from the Continent, he was established at the St. James Hotel, Jermyn Street, yet standing, the writer thinks, No. 76. Sir Walter reached it "about six o'clock on the evening of Wednesday, the 13th June," 1832. He had arrived so unexpectedly that it was apprehended that his daughter might not be prepared to receive his party at her house, and consequently apartments were taken at this. Here, in a second story back room,

he lay insensible most of the time until the "calm, clear afternoon of the 7th of July," when he was removed to the steamer that conveyed him towards the home he longed once more to see. And thus from the great metropolis he departed, while, "surrounded by those nearest to him, he alone was unconscious of the cause or the depth of their grief, and while yet alive seemed to be carried to his grave."

Scott's visits to London began early in his life. The first was in his fourth year, while on the way from Scotland to Bath in search of health. He then "made a short stay, and saw some of the common shows exhibited to strangers," he wrote in his autobiography. "When, twenty-five years afterwards," he again wrote, "I visited the Tower of London and Westminster Abbey, I was astonished to find how accurate my recollections of these celebrated places of visitation proved to be, and I have ever since trusted more implicitly to my juvenile reminiscences." The latter visit was in March, 1799, when he was accompanied by Mrs. Scott, and was introduced into "some literary and fashionable society, with which he was much amused." "His great anxiety was," however, "to examine the antiquities of the Tower and Westminster Abbey, and to make some researches among the MSS. of the British Museum." In 1803, as already mentioned, he was in town, and again in 1806, when "he was tasting for the first time the full cup of fashionable blandishment as a London Lion." In 1809 (Mr. Lockhart continued to narrate) “the homage paid him would have turned the head of any less gifted man of eminence. It neither altered his opinions, nor produced the affectation of despising it; on the contrary, he received it, cultivated it, and repaid it in its own coin." In March, 1815, he again visited London with Mrs. Scott. "Six years had elapsed since his last appearance there, and brilliant as his reception had then been, it was still more so on the present occasion." He was the poet of the ages of Chivalry and Romance, and the then supposed "author of Waverley." During the spring of 1820 he was once more at M. Dumergue's house. His portrait was then painted by Sir Thomas Lawrence, and sculptured by Francis Chantrey. In April of the same year his Baronetcy was gazetted, "and was conferred on him, not in consequence of any Ministerial suggestion, but by the king [George IV.] personally, and of his own unsolicited motion; and when the poet kissed his hand, he said to him, “I shall always reflect with pleasure on Sir Walter Scott's having been

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