Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Debtor's Prison

Gambling and debt were quite rampant in the 18th century. But no one really cared. That is, until they ended up in debtor's prison. Debtor's prison was like banking overdraw fees: you don't have any money left so we will charge you for it. One of the biggest debtor's prisons was Fleet Prison, and it was a money-making machine.

Prisons such as Fleet, worked differently than our contemporary prison. First of all, whole families would live there with their imprisoned head-of-the-household. They could also come and go as they pleased...as long as they paid the turnkey. In fact, the prisoners had to pay for everything: food and lodging, to get out of shackles, etc. If you were lucky enough to be given living quarters with window-access to the street you could beg money from passers-by. Fleet even had a grille built in to a wall so it was easier for prisoners to beg. I'm sure Londoners knew to avoid going down Farrigdon Street to escape the pleas for alms. Like our modern-prisons, Fleet had an exercise yard called the racquet ground, so prisoners and their families could get some fresh air.

Although, more freedoms were allowed in these prisons compared to what we have today, debtor's prison was no holiday in the sun. The living conditions were sub par at best, the company was not always good, and staying there did not necessarily get you out of debt. As soon as prisoners were able to get released, their first stop was the gaming table. Stays in prison just taught debtors not to get caught next time!

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

On the Twelfth Day of Christmas Countess Spencer Gave to Me...


Twelve catty comments...

Lavinia Spencer was Georgiana and Harriet's trash-talking sister in-law. Her nasty attitude and spiteful manner earned her a place as a tart of the week. But it is her stylish winter-wear that makes her an adorable ornament this season. Warning: warm clothes made be required for her chilly disposition.

Monday, December 1, 2008

The Twelve Tarts of Christmas!

Now that it is December the holiday onslaught is unavoidable. So Lauren and I thought we would add to the mess by celebrating here on the Gossip Guides in our own special way.

I am so grateful for the many warm responses you've s
ent me by email and and in comments. I am not sure exactly how many regulars come to the site but your support means everything to me and I only wish I could give you all gifts! Since I can't actually do that I would like to present you with the idea of The Twelve Tarts of Christmas.

Your favourite tarts will be making appearances between now and Christmas to bring you holiday joy and fabulous tidings. Leave a comment on the post with your favorite tart(s) and you'll enter to win that tart's ornament, made by yours truly. The ornaments are nothing special, but if one takes your fancy, by all means leave a comment! You can comment on any tart's post up until a few days after the twelfth tart is presented and then I will put a post with all the winners' names. Happy Holidays!
Each heart tart is a different as the tart it displays. The girls are framed in pearlescent champagne borders and each ornament contains genuine swarovski crystals.

Devonshire Progeny: Caroline St Jules


It was 1785 and Bess was in Paris, romping around with the Duke of Dorset, whom she knew very well was the object of Georgiana's affection. She was also a bit stressed: Bess was three months pregnant with the Duke of Devonshire's child. A letter had just arrived from her best friend. The Duchess of Devonshire wrote that she was happily expecting her child; she was also three months pregnant. Bess did the math, the children had been conceived within days of each other, possibly even hours.

On 16 August 1785 in a brothel/hostel in Italy the Duke and Bess' first child was born and named Caroline Rosalie. Not long afterward, Georgiana gave birth to her second daughter, Harriet, in a much more suitable setting. Caroline spent her first weeks with poor people her mother didn't even know before getting shipped off to a more middle-class family. Bess promptly went back to partying (guiltily). Somehow, she convinced the elderly Comte St Jules to adopt Caroline. It is unknown how the two knew each other but by convincing the comte to do this that meant that Caroline was being raised as the comte's illegitimate daughter, Bess always did have a way with convincing others to do things they normally wouldn't. It also meant that Caroline St Jules would be brought up with foster parents not the old comte.

As time went on Bess also schemed sneaking the girl into England to be raised with Georgiana's two daughters but that was not to be. Instead, she was sent away to Paris to be educated with Charlotte, the Duke's other illegitimate daughter. This didn't deter Bess from making many attempts to bring her daughter back to England to be with her. Her relief came in the form of a very unexpected person, the formidable Lady Spencer, who never made it a secret that she despised Bess. When Georgiana and her family were in Paris during the birth of Hart, Lady Spencer was eager to get out of revolutionary France ASAP, this meant taking her grandchildren with her. She was in such a rush she allowed for Charlotte and Caroline to be included in her escape party. Caroline, the little french girl, had made it into her parent's home-country and soon, their home.

Personality-wise Caroline took after her mother. Perhaps this is why she was her father's favourite child. Fanny Burney found her to be "fat and full of mincing little affections and airs." Hmmm, sounds familiar doesn't it? Burney was no fool, and also very suspicious. She found Georgiana's daughters much more agreeable (despite being biased against Georgiana). Strangely enough, Caroline still managed to win Lady Spencer's approval. Lady Spencer was torn by her hate for Bess but seemed to like that Caroline was obedient, especially in comparison to her grand-daughter, Caroline (later Lamb) who she found to be "very naughty."

Despite the setback of being an illegitimate child Caroline managed to nab herself a very good husband. George Lamb was the son of Lady Melbourne and the younger brother of William Lamb, later Lord Melbourne (Caroline Lamb's husband). Because the two Carolines married the Lamb brothers they were often referred to as Caro William and Caro George. At the time of her marriage, the Duke's favourtism shined through when he blessed Caroline with a whopping £30,000 for her dowery, more than he gave to his other daughters. Despite their dislike of Bess, the Cavendish children accepted Caroline and were very close to her. When writing her memoirs years later, Caroline gives a very poignant account of her childhood as Devonshire progeny that would probably have broken Bess' heart,
"I became reserved myself; the strangeness of my situation in that house, the not knowing who I was, the not having a human being to whom I could speak, made me so. Everything seemed full of secrets. I did not know the natural ties that bound me to my M[other], but I loved her as my protectress, my adopted mother, yet with a mixture of fear."