.
Harry Fielding was dunned too.

The public days, no doubt, were splendid, but the private Court life must
have been awfully wearisome. "I will not trouble you," writes Hervey to
Lady Sundon, "with any account of our occupations at Hampton Court. No
mill-horse ever went in a more constant track, or a more unchanging
circle; so that by the assistance of an almanac for the day of the week,
and a watch for the hour of the day, you may inform yourself fully,
without any other intelligence but your memory, of every transaction
within the verge of the Court. Walking, chaises, levees, and audiences
fill the morning. At night the king plays at commerce and backgammon, and
the queen at quadrille, where poor Lady Charlotte runs her usual nightly
gauntlet, the queen pulling her hood, and the Princess Royal rapping her
knuckles. The Duke of Grafton takes his nightly opiate of lottery, and
sleeps as usual between the Princesses Amelia and Caroline. Lord Grantham
strolls from one room to another (as Dryden says), like some discontented
ghost that oft appears, and is forbid to speak; and stirs himself about as
people stir a fire, not with any design, but in hopes to make it burn
brisker. At last the king gets up; the pool finishes; and everybody has
their dismission. Their Majesties retire to Lady Charlotte and my Lord
Lifford; my Lord Grantham, to Lady Frances and Mr. Clark: some to supper,
some to bed; and thus the evening and the morning make the day."

The king's fondness for Hanover occasioned all sorts of rough jokes among
his English subjects, to whom _Sauerkraut_ and sausages have ever been
ridiculous objects. When our present Prince Consort came among us, the
people bawled out songs in the streets indicative of the absurdity of
Germany in general. The sausage-shops produced enormous sausages which we
might suppose were the daily food and delight of German princes. I
remember the caricatures at the marriage of Prince Leopold with the
Princess Charlotte. The bridegroom was drawn in rags. George III's wife
was called by the people a beggarly German duchess; the British idea being
that all princes were beggarly except British princes. King George paid us
back. He thought there were no manners out of Germany. Sarah Marlborough
once coming to visit the princess, whilst her Royal Highness was whipping
one of the roaring royal children, "Ah!" says George, who was standing by,
"you have no good manners in England, because you are not