forcible means would have been used to compel to the
measure, which with more dignity he took of his own
accord—at least so it seemed to me.
The first intimation which Lord Melville received
of his successor was through Mr.——,
who told him, as great news, that there was to be a
new Duke of York[7]. Lord M. understood the allusion
so little, as to inquire whether his informant meant
that the Duke of Cambridge had taken the Duke of York’s
situation, when it was explained to refer to the Duke
of Clarence getting the Admiralty. There are some
few words that speak volumes. Lord Melville said
that none of them suspected Canning’s negotiations
with the Whigs but the Duke of Wellington, who found
it out through the ladies ten days before. I
asked him how they came to be so unprepared, and could
not help saying I thought they had acted without consideration,
and that they might have shown a face even to Canning.
He allowed the truth of what I said, and seemed to
blame Peel’s want of courage. In his place,
he said, he would have proposed to form a government
disclaiming any personal views for himself as being
Premier and the like, but upon the principle of supporting
the measures of Lord Castlereagh and Lord Liverpool.
I think this would have been acceptable to the King.
Mr. Peel obviously feared his great antagonist Canning,
and perhaps threw the game up too soon. Canning
said the office of Premier was his inheritance; he
could not, from constitution, hold it above two years,
and then it would descend to Peel. Such is ambition!
Old friends forsaken—old principles changed—every
effort used to give the vessel of the State a new
direction, and all to be Palinurus for two years!
July 11, [Abbotsford].—Worked
at proofs in the morning; composed nothing. Got
off by one, and to this place between six and seven.
Weather delicious.
July 12.—Unpacking and arranging;
the urchins are stealing the cherries in the outer
garden. But I can spare a thousand larch-trees
to put it in order with a good fence for next year.
It is not right to leave fruit exposed; for if Adam
in the days of innocence fell by an apple, how much
may the little gossoon Jamie Moffatt be tempted
by apples of gold in an age of iron! Anne and
I walked to Huntly Burn—a delicious excursion.
That place is really become beautiful; the Miss Fergusons
have displayed a great deal of taste.
July 13.—Two agreeable persons—Rev.
Mr. Gilly[8], one of the prebendaries of Durham, with
his wife, a pretty little woman—dined with
us, and met Mr. Scrope. I heard the whole history
of the discovery of St. Cuthbert’s[9] body at
Durham Cathedral. The Catholics will deny the
identity, of course; but I think it is constate
by the dress and other circumstances. Made a
pleasant day of it, and with a good conscience, for
I had done my task this morning.