off about L1500. All things are exaggerated, I am
supposed to
have won at least twice as much.' In 1765 he is said to have won
two thousand louis of a German at billiards. Writing to Selwyn,
Gilly Williams says of him: `I did not know he was more an adept
at that game than you are at any other, but I think you are both
said to be losers on the whole, at least Betty says that her
letters mention you as pillaged.'
Among the numerous occasions on which the name of the Duke of
Queensberry came before the public in
connection with sporting
matters, may be mentioned the circumstance of the following
curious trial, which took place before Lord Mansfield in the
Court of King's Bench, in 1771. The Duke of Queensberry, then
Lord March, was the plaintiff, and a Mr Pigot the
defendant. The
object of this trial was to recover the sum of five hundred
guineas, being the
amount of a wager laid by the duke With Mr
Pigot--whether Sir William Codrington or _OLD_ Mr Pigot should
die first. It had singularly happened that Mr Pigot died
suddenly the _SAME MORNING_, of the gout in his head, but before
either of the parties interested in the result of the wager could
by any
possibility have been made acquainted with the fact. In
the
contemporary accounts of the trial, the Duke of Queensberry
is mentioned as having been accommodated with a seat on the
bench; while Lord Ossory, and several other noblemen, were
examined on the merits of the case. By the
counsel for the
defendant it was argued that (as in the case of a horse dying
before the day on which he was to be run) the wager was invalid
and annulled. Lord Mansfield, however, was of a different
opinion; and after a brief
charge from that great
lawyer, the
jury brought in a
verdict for the plaintiff for five hundred
guineas, and he sentenced the
defendant to defray the costs of
the suit.[143]
[143] Jesse, George Selwyn and his Contemporaries, vol. i. p.
194.
This
prince of debauchees seems to have surpassed every
model of the kind, ancient or modern. In his prime he reproduced
in his own drawing-room the scene of Paris and the Goddesses,
exactly as we see it in
classic pictures, three of the most
beautiful women of London representing the divinities as they
appeared to Paris on Mount Ida, while he himself, dressed as the
Dardan
shepherdholding a _GILDED_ apple (it should have been
really golden) in his hand, conferred the prize on her whom he
deemed the fairest. In his decrepit old age it was his custom,
in fine sunny weather, to seat himself in his
balcony in
Piccadilly, where his figure was familiar to every person who was
in the habit of passing through that great
thoroughfare. Here
(his emaciated figure rendered the more
conspicuous from his
custom of
holding a parasol over his head) he was in the habit of
watching every
attractivefemale form, and ogling every pretty
face that met his eye. He is said, indeed, to have kept a pony
and a servant in
constantreadiness, in order to follow and
ascertain the
residence of any fair girl whose attractions
particularly caught his fancy! At this period the old man was
deaf with one ear, blind with one eye, nearly toothless, and
labouring under multiplied infirmities. But the hideous
propensities of his prime still pursued him when all enjoyment
was impossible. Can there be a greater
penalty for unbridled
licentiousness?
MR LUMSDEN.
Mr Lumsden, whose inveterate love of gambling
eventually caused
his ruin, was to be seen every day at Frascati's, the celebrated
gambling house kept by Mme Dunan, where some of the most
celebrated women of the _demi-monde_ usually congregated. He was
a
martyr to the gout, and his hands and knuckles were a mass of
chalk-stones. He stuck to the _Rouge et Noir_ table until
everybody had left; and while playing would take from his pocket
a small slate, upon which he would rub his chalk-stones until
blood flowed. `Having on one occasion been placed near him at
the _Rouge et Noir_ table, I ventured,' says Captain Gronow, `to
expostulate with him for rubbing his knuckles against his slate.
He
coolly answered, "I feel relieved when I see the blood ooze
out." '
Mr Lumsden was
remarkable for his courtly manners; but his
absence of mind was
astonishing, for he would frequently ask
his neighbour _WHERE HE WAS_! Crowds of men and women would
congregate behind his chair, to look at `the mad Englishman,' as