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Updated: June 28, 2025
It might almost be said that Thomas Creevey was 'born about three of the clock in the afternoon, with a white head and something a round belly. At any rate, we know nothing of his youth, save that he was educated at Cambridge, and he presents himself to us in the early years of the nineteenth century as a middle-aged man, with a character and a habit of mind already fixed and an established position in the world.
There are no great names in his vocabulary only nicknames: George III. is 'Old Nobs, the Regent 'Prinney, Wellington 'the Beau, Lord John Russell 'Pie and Thimble, Brougham, with whom he was on friendly terms, is sometimes 'Bruffam, sometimes 'Beelzebub, and sometimes 'Old Wickedshifts'; and Lord Durham, who once remarked that one could 'jog along on £40,000 a year, is 'King Jog. The latter was one of the great Whig potentates, and it was characteristic of Creevey that his scurrility should have been poured out with a special gusto over his own leaders.
Creevey. He grew a trifle deaf, and he discovered that it was possible to wear woollen stockings under his silk ones; but his activity, his high spirits, his popularity, only seemed to increase. At the end of a party ladies would crowd round him. 'Oh, Mr. Creevey, how agreeable you have been! 'Oh, thank you, Mr. Creevey! how useful you have been! 'Dear Mr. Above all, one wants him to go on.
The company assembled; everything was highly satisfactory; but the Duke of Kent continued for so long examining every detail and asking meticulous question after meticulous question, that Mr. Creevey at last could bear it no longer, and whispered to his neighbour that he was damned hungry. The Duke of Wellington heard him, and was delighted.
On the other hand, if the Duke of Kent married, it was important to remember that he would be making a serious sacrifice: a lady was involved. The Duke, reflecting upon all these matters with careful attention, happened, about a month after his niece's death, to visit Brussels, and learnt that Mr. Creevey was staying in the town. Mr.
It is difficult to remember that this was the England of the Six Acts, of Peterloo, and of the Industrial Revolution. Mr. Creevey, indeed, could hardly be expected to remember it, for he was utterly unconscious of the existence of the possibility of any mode of living other than his own.
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