The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1883-11-15
''COurt Life Below Stairs"

From the London Anthenmum.
Every reader" says Goldsmith, pre-
lnding that inimitable discussion in
Chapter ri of the "Vicar OF Wakefield"
-"Every reader, however beggarly
himself, is fond Of high-iived dialogues,
with anecdotes Of lords, ladies, and
Knights of the Garter" Students of
the social history and manners of courts
are once more RECALLED, in Mr.. Malov's
NV volumes, "Court Life Below Stairs"
with the edifying spectacle of royal
personages who lie. and drink,
and blk their mistresses; and
oi a. "First Gentleman in
Europe" who breaks the most solemn
promises, sha.nefullv deceives his dear.
est friends, rolls on the floor in Mysteries
when lie is crossed in an amour. and
passes the greater part of his bridal
night dead drunk under the CRATE. We
trace again, stage by stage, that terrible
visitation which gives to the dull and
narrow life OF George III a semblance OF
tragedy, and brings out even more dark
" and unmls' akably the Worthlessness,
the heartlessness, the utter selfishness
and unmanliness of his elder sons
The account of the characte ristics and
last moments OF George w is not new,
but it is freshly painted.
So his useless, burdensome life. volup-
tuous and petty, magnificent aud mean
to the last, passed on. In these, his last
days he was triendless, and would have
been alone save FOR his naid svcophants.
All his life he had passed as fine gem
tie,nan, and had found many to believe
him such; he had dressed himself in
gaudv stuhs, had worn five thousand
Deads on his hat. and had invented q
new buckle for bis shoes; his bows out.
rivalled those of hist French dancing
master, his smiles We're pronounced ir.
resistible, his department grace itself:
but behind this outward show all was
false; the puppet, perfect in its dress
and movements, was stuffed with bran,
and there was no trace OF neart, honor
or manhood to be found If. its compost
ton. He lied to and deceived men; he
battered and ruined women; was insin
cere to his friends; ctjo!ed and
cheated his creditors; hated and i'm
posed on his ministers, and burdened
his people in the days of commercial de-
preston by boundIess extravaganza.
With rrize fighters. jockeys and money
lenders he was familiar: but the petty
UeTman pflOc ne 1nAerlte1 never per.
mltted him to be friendly With his aris-
tocrocy. Such he had been through lie,
and, how that his last days had come.
none were found to regret his inevitable
death. On the night of June 25, 1881.
having paid his customary visit to the
marchoiness LADY Conyngham), he re-
tired to bed, without feeling any symp-
toms of illness, hut at O'clock he sud-
denly woke in great agitation, and called
out for assistance. Sir Wathen Waller
was soon by his bedside and raised him
up. "rhey have deceived me-" he
whispered fearfully, his blo,ted face
wild fro IL terror, bis whole frame quiv-
ering; then came the terrible cry, 20
God, l arm dying!" and with one short
gasp he fell back dead.
This is just and graphic. Nevertheless
Ito end rs we begin-we trust that,
clever. as it is. this may be for long
time the last look upon the last OF the
Georges.