nobody else could come at a dish of tea,
until the Knight had got all his conveniences about him.
L.
FOOTNOTES:
[152] _Turn._ Stroll.
[153] _Prince Eugene._ Prince of Savoy (1663-1736), who aided
Marlborough at Blenheim and elsewhere, and was at this time on a visit
to London.
[154] _Scanderbeg._ George Castriota, a famous Albanian leader against
the Turks (1403-68).
[155] _Hemming._ Clearing his throat.
[156] _Merks._ A merk is 13s. 4d., but only as a measure of value, not
an actual coin. Compare our present use of a guinea.
[157] _Fob._ Small pocket.
[158] _Smutting one another._ Blacking one another's faces in sport.
[159] _Act of Parliament._ Act of Occasional Uniformity, 1710.
[160] _Rigid dissenter ... plum porridge._ Many Puritans refused to
observe Christmas Day, regarding it as smacking of Popery.
[161] _Pope's procession._ An annual Whig demonstration.
[162] _Baker's Chronicle._ _Chronicle of the Kings of England_ (1643),
by Sir Richard Baker.
[163] _Waited on._ Accompanied.
[164] _Boys._ Waiters.
NO. 329. TUESDAY, MARCH 18
_Ire tamen restat, Numa quo devenit, et Ancus._
HOR. _Ep._ vi. l. i. ver. 27.
With Ancus, and with Numa, kings of Rome,
We must descend into the silent tomb.
My friend Sir Roger de Coverley told me the other night, that he had been
reading my paper upon Westminster Abbey, "in which," says he, "there are
a great many ingenious fancies." He told me at the same time, that he
observed I had promised another paper upon the Tombs, and that he should
be glad to go and see them with me, not having visited them since he had
read history. I could not at first imagine how this came into the
Knight's head, till I recollected that he had been very busy all last
summer upon Baker's _Chronicle_, which he has quoted several times in his
disputes with Sir Andrew Freeport since his last coming to town.
Accordingly I promised to call upon him the next morning, that we might
go together to the Abbey.
I found the Knight under his butler's hands, who always shaves him. He
was no sooner dressed than he called for a glass of the widow Trueby's
water, which they told me he always drank before he went abroad. He
recommended to me a dram of it at the same time, with so much heartiness,
that I could not forbear drinking it. As soon as I had got it down, I
found it very unpalatable, upon which the Knight observing that I had
made several wry
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