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Tuesday, 7 July 2026

1814 and the first defeat of Napoleon allows Marguerite Anne Harvey (1792-1903) to make her first visit to London from Guernsey

 

This long letter to which two people have contributed has experienced the gnawing criticism of the mice, for which reason there are many ellipses in my transcription. Fortunately, a docketing note added to the address panel and a further note added later in another hand identifies the two writers unambiguously. One of them, Marguerite Anne Harvey (married name, Neve) is in the record books for a reason of interest mainly to pub quiz enthusiasts: born May 1792 in Guernsey and dying there in April 1903 she became the second recorded person whose life spanned three centuries for which reason she has a Wikipedia page. She was multi-lingual and could read the Bible in Greek, etc, etc. In a marriage which lasted twenty-five years until the death of her husband in 1849, she lived in England; there were no children. The rest of her life she passed in Guernsey. The other contributor is her brother John (1793-1865). Margeurite writes about the sights of Regency London which she is visiting for the first time; her brother deals with business matters.

There is a long cast of dramatis personae many of whom I cannot  identify reliably enough to provide details – there are just too many Lowthers -  but “Mr Abbey” is Richard Abbey, tea merchant/broker and guardian of John Keats. “The Shades” is The Old Shades in Whitehall/ Westminster, a still existing drinking establishment. Mrs H would have been a Subscriber to the Orphan Asylum thus securing admittance for Miss Harvey to the event described. No visit to London during the Regency era was complete without a visit to Miss Linwood's Picture Rooms at Savile House, Leicester Square.

Transcription

Addressed to: John Harvey Esqr   Guernsey

Datelined twice: Islington April 29th 1814 and London April 29th 1814

London despatch postmark dated 29 AP 1814

Docketing note: London 29 April 14   J.H. Esqr   M.A.H. [in another hand]: Ann’s First visit to London at the Lowthers. Westminster Abbey

My dearest Parents

I have written a very long letter to you, but as Mr Abbey and John wrote by the same packet, two letters at a time may have been too much, you may therefore perceive that it was not neglect which prevented my not writing, or rather your not receiving my letter.

No I will say with Burns whose truly beautiful poems have these last days delighted me, “Grand Dieu, oublie moi quand j’oublierai mes parens”. John and I have dined at Mr Blakey’s , it was merely a family affair, they were politely attentive, they attend plays and the Opera, I thought that was against the rules of Quakers. John took me that day to see Guildhall, Lord Ellenborough was in the chair. I don’t like his countenance we were last Friday engaged to dine at Miss Lowther’s but as Mr Lowther had in my absence made some arrangements to accompany Mrs L and myself to the West End of the town, which being much engaged he can rarely do, I could not avoid writing to Miss L the day before, explaining it and requesting her to put it off till the ensuing week, John put it in the two penny post I suppose she received it, but we have not heard from her. Mrs Lowther and myself began the day by going to Mrs H….. where we had agreed to meet Mr L. Mr & Mrs H ….. received me with the kindest affection and welcomes. Could I feel cold or distant when I meet with so war a reception?  I acted as if nothing had happened, besides I thought with my dear Mamma that the bonds of union should not be too easily snapped, they wished me to dine there, but we had not time therefore we left them to go to Westminster Abbey. I was struck by its grandeur and felt a melancholy pleasure in viewing the remains of mouldering genicio [genius], beauty, wealth, and royalty, afterwards we went to see the Indian Jugglers, it was a strange contrast to the magnificent building we had just quitted, but n their way they were excellent, the Prince Regent has had them to exhibit at Carleton House; their astonishing agility surprised me, What a piece of Work is man!

We then went to see the Panorama of Malta it was a view from the sea, it gave certainly a good idea of the place, but it did not strike me much. I spent a day with Mrs H…. that I might go to the asylum [Dr Reed’s London Orphan Asylum founded 1813] on the anniversary, the Duke of Kent was in the Chair, I sat below opposite to him therefore I might look at him as much as I pleased as well as at the Archbishop of Canterbury who sat next him. The Bishop of London  ….and greatness do not … health, I felt pain in hearing him, although … not preach loud yet the exertion seemed too much for his lungs … he looks ill.

Mrs H….told me that after I had paid my visit to Mrs Lowther she would expect me, a slight misunderstanding had some time ago arisen between them and John for some trivial reason, but I am happy to say it has blown over. I have received an affectionate invitation from Mr A. Bickley. I wish Cross was not in business, that is all I dislike. I have not yet written to Miss Wait, I will wait until I have a letter from you, now that it is peace if I go I ought to ask Miss W over I could not ask Cross first, most likely she will not come, but still she might. You may feel the little obstacles which arise on my going to Bristol to one as fondly attached to my friends as I am, nothing could give me more pleasure than to see them. I have given the green silk to Mrs L. she said it was too much, she is as pleased with it as I can wish.

I have forgotten to bring the lace I made, it is trimmed round my pink silk frock, likewise my green shoes which are on the top of my Closet. John took Mrs L. and I to see St Paul’s but being during service time we could not ascend, therefore we shall go again, with his usual kindness he has got us an order to see the tower. I have walked a great deal about the West End with Mrs L, the buildings, the vast concourse of carriages, the width of the streets, all is so novel to me. I hope my dear Papa’s health continues to improve. When will he come? How is Mamma. John is down stairs for my letter, and yet you must not think I drive off writing to the last moment, for except today I have taken it from my sleep, but last night I was so tired. With most affectionate love to al, I am your most attached daughter M. A. Harvey

Remember me kindly to Esther and Luke. I soon shall write again. Mr & Mrs Lowther present their best compts. the former often says how happy he shall be to see my dear Papa.

London April 29th 1814

 

My Dearest Parents

I now a[ccording?] to my promise on Tuesday hasten to inform you of the cause of my declining the offer which I had thought so advantageous – On the night that Wilkinson first arrived in London he went to “The Shades” where he sat drinking Wine, a Gentleman met a man carried on London bridge in such a state of inebriety as to be totally insensible to the rude manner in which he was handled they were about leaving him on the bridge when the Gent. urged them on to the watch house there he examined his pockets & found one of the cards of A[bbey] & Co in his pocket book he took out & reckoned £50 odd in money (+ Bills) then sealing it delivered it in the custody of the Constable mutually signing each other an acknowledgment, the Gent was many days before he could gain on himself to apprise Mr A. – of this, not wishing  to impose him (W) but a sense of duty prevailed – this was let out privately to me by W – unwittingly but in a very different manner from the above, now if an inclination to drinking  exists with his state of mind & when Dr Fop told him his sanity solely depended on his sobriety, the most dreadful consequences might ensue. When I told you what Mr Langmore had told me relative to the cause of his insanity being removed, that my doubts were almost removed it did not prevent my enquiring further & as Brookes very justly observed, when a person gets insane from a severe shock or misfortune, that shows the mind to have but a weak basis, & when once broken easily gives way to a variety of instance, as cold, disappointment, fretting &c – now how much more so will an hereditary complaint of this nature be liable to; & I find that the last was not the first instance of his derangement – I as you may guess did not please overmuch when I declined it & as I had previously declared to them , the probability & inclination I had to join, I said, You declined it. He mentioned it to Mr Abbey who …. not seem to like … Mr A. – was at first loath to ….from the delicate situation in which he was placed & if he gave his opinion one way owing to the inferences that might be drawn – I told him a greater proof could not be given of expecting unbiased advice than in my asking it of him, he then added to what I had heard & confirmed my intention of declining it, the As. You have on the other side is an near as I can recollect in his own words – Independent of all this a continued uneasiness would most probably have been the case – I congratulate myself of having before steered clear of Scylla, & still more so in this instance of having been swallowed up in Charybdis – I forgot to mention before that the socks last sent fit as well as it is possible for them to do, if they were least thing longer in the feet they might wear better, but they fit well

Mr A [Abbey] has just bought rice at the E.I Ho. [East India House] at 23/- 26/1, 28/- will it answer to send you 100 Bags of each - & are you inclined to have any Tea, you know it is very high you could not have it under 3/8 or more. Mr Abbey has obtained for me a Catalogue of the ensuing sale at the E.I. House on the 11rh of May of Salampores  [?] Long Cloths Necklaces &c which I have seen if Mr Helme has not concluded with Brown & Co I think it would answer your purpose a few through Mr Abbey in your next you had better say what & how much of each he should buy. I am now looking out for a letter announcing your own improvement & shall be happy to hear if you are well enough yet to be able to fix your departure.

With best wishes to all believe me my Dear Papa   Your affection. J Harvey


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