22 August 1816
adams-john10 Neal Millikan
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22. VI: At eleven O’Clock this Morning I was with my wife at Westminster Bridge where we embarked in the Lord Mayor’s Barge, but it was near twelve when he came himself with the Lady Mayoress and his family. There was a company of about one hundred persons, among whom were Lord Erskine, her Highness the Margravine of Anspach, Lady Elizabeth Forbes, the Sheriffs, Sir Thomas Bell and Mr Thorpe, several of the Aldermen and their families, with other city Officers and Strangers, and a musical party, Sir George Smart, Mr Lacy, Mrs Bianca Lacy, Mrs Billington, Mrs: Salmon, Miss Goodall, and some others. The Barge was elegantly ornamented with Streamers, and the Duke of Kent’s Band of Music were on board. We started from Westminster Bridge just at Noon, and were rowed down the Thames to Richmond, passing through the Vauxhall, Battersea, Putney, Kew and Richmond Bridges— The weather was fine, and the barge was surrounded all the way down by a number perhaps twenty boats filled with company Ladies and Gentlemen, as witnesses of the Scene. We passed by Chelsea Hospital, Craven House, which is the Margravine’s Villa, and some other Country Seats, as well as several Villages on both sides of the river. But the prospects are not on the whole equal to my expectations— The Country on both sides is very low, and not remarkably picturesque. The 60Duke of Sussex and Lord Arthur Hill came on board at Kew-Bridge. At Richmond we found the new, or Navigation-Barge, called the Maria Wood, in honour of the present Lady Mayoress. It is much larger than that in which we had come from Westminster-Bridge, and the whole company passed from the one to the other— Just then the Duke of Cambridge was seen, walking with Sir Carnaby and Lady Haggerston, and the Lord Mayor, accompanied by the Duke of Sussex went on shore, and invited them to come on board— They came accordingly, but could not stay to the dinner. The Navigation Barge was towed up the river to Twickenham as far as the Lord Mayor’s Villa, passing by Pope’s House and Grotto which now belong to Lord Mendip, and several other Country Seats. We returned and anchored about five O’Clock near Richmond Bridge, when the whole company sat down to an elegant cold dinner. The Carriages were ordered to be at Kew Bridge, at eight o’Clock, but it was nine before we left the table, and ten by the time we got back to Kew Bridge. The usual toasts were drank, and the usual Speeches made after dinner, by the Lord Mayor, the Duke of Sussex, Lord Erskine, the Sheriffs, the Aldermen, and Lord Arthur Hill, and myself— The Duke of Sussex, as he always does, put Politics into his speeches— Lord Erskine was more shy, although the Lord Mayor in toasting him, alluded to his inactivity of late years, and hoped he would soon come forward again— The Duke of Sussex is ambitious enough to come forward, and told us that he was to move for the repeal of the alien act at the next Session of Parliament— He also declared himself against the new political doctrine of legitimacy, but Lord Erskine took care to declare himself in its favour. This party consisted for the most part of whigs, and they were very much perplexed at the result of a Meeting of the City of London yesterday, in Common Hall— It was a Meeting called to deliberate upon the distressed state of the Country. A number of violent Resolutions were passed unanimously, at a very numerous meeting, and a petition to the Prince Regent was voted, to be presented to him seated on the throne, which it is known he will refuse; at this meeting there were only three Speakers, all on one side, that of the Reformers, and equally inveterate against the Ministers and the leading whigs. Neither a whig nor a Tory ventured to open his lips at this meeting, yet the Resolutions and the Petition were voted unanimously at a meeting of two thousand persons— The Lord Mayor mentioned it with surprize, to Alderman Christopher Smith, who it seems is to be Lord Mayor the next year, and who is a staunch Ministerial man— All the resolutions unanimous! said the Lord Mayor— And some of them, very strong— Aye, said Smith, and if they had put it to vote to hang the Lord Mayor, they would have passed that unanimously too!— No—not this year—perhaps they might the next—replied the Lord Mayor, much to the diversion of the Company who enjoyed a hearty laugh, at the expence of Alderman Smith. Perry, the Editor of the Morning Chronicle, was of the party this day, and invited me to dine with him next Saturday, in company with the Duke of Sussex and Sir Robert Wilson. Perry is a whig; and not satisfied at-all with the proceedings of the city meeting yesterday.— There was an Article in the Morning Chronicle, asserting that notwithstanding the lateness of the Season there would be this year an uncommon fine harvest— Mr Hunt, one of the Speakers in the City yesterday, contradicted this statement upon his honour as a Gentleman, and censured the Morning Chronicle as attempting to impose upon the People, by it— Perry still insists that according to his information from all parts of the Country, the harvest will be excellent if they have yet good weather— Lord Castlereagh told me the same thing yesterday. Cobbett proclaimed three weeks ago that the harvest would be bad. Hunt yesterday pledged his honour that it would be— It is strange that such a thing should be made a party question, but so it is. Lord Erskine told me this day that he still intended to pay a visit to the United States; I observed to him that it would be best to fix a time, to carry his project into execution— He said he thought he should go the Summer after next. He was much gratified with receiving from Dr Roymayne at New-York by Dr Mason, a copy of his Speeches, reprinted at New-York, from an Edition published here by Ridgway— The Margravine of Anspach was once a Lady Elizabeth Berkley, sister to the late Earl of Berkley and the Admiral. She married first a Lord Craven, and as Lady Craven, published her travels in the Crimea. Her second marriage was with the Margrave of Anspach, of whom she is now the widow— She is nearly seventy, and very tenacious of her title of Highness. She has been heretofore a very distinguished person in fashionable life, but is now so forgotten that she puts up with a Lord Mayor’s and City party. Lady Elizabeth Forbes who accompanied her, is her niece. The Margravine was toasted after dinner but made no speech. There were some Country dances before and after dinner, but the most delightful part of the entertainment was the songs and glees sung by the musical guests; which were without accompaniment of instruments, but in the very highest Style of excellence. The Duke of Sussex sung a glee Rosy Bacchus, God of Wine—tolerably well. When his Health was given the singing party gave the cheer of three times three hurra’s in musical intonation, which was called for again and repeated.— As the Night came on the surrounding boats drew up closer to the barge which was thus surrounded by genteel people looking in upon the company, and participating in the pleasures of the Music. A Mr Henry Newman, holding some office in the City, introduced himself to me, as having been invariably a friend to America.— It was very dark when we landed, in a Boat from the Barge at Kew Bridge. We found our Carriage there, and 61were at home shortly after ten. I found a Note from Lord Castlereagh—an answer upon the case of R. Shapley’s Vessel, refers him for a remedy to the admiralty Court— A Letter from G. W. Erving at Madrid: waiting for the king of Spain— From T. Dickason, asking again for the Spanish Ambassador’s interposition in the case of the William and Mary— From the Glennie’s, complaining that they can get no answer from the Treasury, on the case of the Ship Independence at Glasgow; and asking for my assistance in another case, that of the Ship Lion and Cargo, belonging to Hollins and M’Blair, and to George Stiles of Baltimore— From A. H. de Chateauneuf, with several copies of Prospectuses for two works. One a History of Buonaparte, and the other the Chronique de l’Europe, a periodical journal; both to be published in numbers, twice a Month. He solicits my subscription— I forgot to mention that among the company at the Lord Mayor’s party this day was Mr John Reeves formerly of the Alien-Office. This person from having been one of the most inflexible supporter’s of the doctrine of unalienable allegiance, and being a lawyer, was led to pursue the principle into its consequences, and brought himself to the conclusion that all Americans born before the Declaration of Independence and at least their children were entitled unalienably to the privileges of British Subjects.— So that while he was at the head of the Alien-Office, where he had been placed, in consequence of the fiery zeal of his loyalty, he used to tell every American, who came to him for a Passport, that he was no more an alien than himself, and that he needed no Passport. The Government, who could not answer his argument, but whom his inferences did not suit, removed him from the alien-office, upon which he published a book, in support of his theory. He has now all the stubbornness of a religious or political bigot, upon the subject of his doctrine— It was but just as we were going down to dinner that he discovered who I was; and he was quite anxious to have a long conversation with me— He told me that he had read Mr Hay’s pamphlet upon expatriation, and asked my opinion of his book— I told him I thought his conclusions were correctly drawn from the British premises; but that in America, our principles were different; and of course they led to different conclusions— He said that some People here did not like his doctrine—what was that to him? He knew it to be the Law—and no lawyer in England would dare to say it was not— Let any body try it, in the Court of King’s Bench— No judge would dare to decide the question against him. I told him I thought if the question was brought before them; they would devise some means to get rid of it—they were subtle persons and I should be sorry to have a stake depending upon that question before them— Mr Reeves was very sangwine that they must decide it, according to his theory, but he had not time to explain it to me at large.

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