London's 
                  Tea Gardens
                  An essay by William B Boulton
                 
                  
                  
                   
                
                 
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                LONDON 
                  has always shown a disposition to make the best of a short summer 
                  and a fickle climate. You may turn to the letters, or diaries, 
                  or news-sheets of any period since that of the Stuarts, and 
                  find continuous record of a public ever ready to support an 
                  entertainment which included among its attractions the consumption 
                  of victuals in the open air. The peg upon which this attraction 
                  was hung has never been a matter of great moment. Highly-born 
                  people flocked to Spring Gardens in the days of Charles the 
                  First without intending to play bowls. The Mulberry Garden of 
                  the same times was only an attractive title for an open-air 
                  restaurant. Music and the promenade were the excuses for eating 
                  suppers at Vauxhall. The waters of Bagnigge Wells were little 
                  drunk by the humbler people who flocked there, except in the 
                  form of tea. And coming to more recent times, the fireworks 
                  and the twenty thousand additional lamps of the Vauxhall and 
                  Cremorne of the first half of the [twentieth] century had less 
                  to do with the success of those famous institutions than the 
                  bad food and worse liquor, which Londoners are ever ready to 
                  pay for at exorbitant rates if only served out of doors.
                There 
                  is, in fact, an unbroken tradition of al fresco entertainment 
                  in London over a period of two centuries at least. From the 
                  days of Charles the First there is continuous record of junketings 
                  in one part of the town or another. Let us turn to the accounts 
                  of these old merrymakings, scattered in newspapers and magazines; 
                  preserved in advertisements, often of an almost touching quaintness; 
                  in letters and memoirs, and chance phrases of the diaries of 
                  generations long since asleep; in the records also, it must 
                  be confessed, of police courts and hostile licensing authorities. 
                  The draughtsmen and the engravers of a century were often busy 
                  with the doings at these places, and will give us much help 
                  in repeopling their forgotten shades and arbours, and in recalling 
                  a phase of social life which provided one of the chief relaxations 
                  of numbers of our citizen ancestors.
                We 
                  know little or nothing of the al fresco entertain-ment in London 
                  before the days of Charles the First, and its vogue may be said 
                  to have come to an end with the extinction of Cremorne within 
                  the memory of those not yet past middle age: just as the need 
                  of open air relaxation in London was growing sorest, as it would 
                  seem. That, as we say, gives a period of over two centuries 
                  during which the alfresco entertainment flourished, a space 
                  of time in which London and the needs of its inhabitants have 
                  been totally transformed. It is important to remember this fact, 
                  and to think of the London of all but the present century as 
                  a great centre of population indeed, but compared with its present 
                  huge bulk, as a relatively small town. Take any old map, for 
                  example, of the middle years of the period we have marked out 
                  as that of the London al fresco, 1750 to 1760, the palmy days 
                  of its vogue, and trace the boundaries of London upon it. 
                When 
                  George the Third came to the throne, London, including Westminster, 
                  was bounded by Oxford Street and Holborn on the north, by the 
                  river on the south, by the outer boundary of the city on the 
                  east, and by Hyde Park, Arlington Street, and St. James' Street 
                  on the west. All the rest of modern London was suburban merely, 
                  or open and pleasant country interspersed with wild heaths, 
                  and dotted with ancient villages. That country stretched out 
                  fingers and touched the city wall itself at Finsbury and the 
                  Tower. The fashionable dwellers in the Savoy and t he lawyers 
                  of the Temple looked across the river to t he hills of Surrey 
                  and Kent; and there is room for reflection in the fact that 
                  the Zoological Gardens, which were not opened till 1828, had 
                  for years to be fenced against the hares and rabbits which nibbled 
                  the hark off their shrubs and dug up their bulbs.
                It 
                  was in and about a town of such dimensions then, and with such 
                  surroundings, that the al fresco entertainment took origin and 
                  developed, a town thickly populated and stuffy, it is true, 
                  the bulk of whose inhabitants lived and died within the limits 
                  of their own streets, but still a town whose innermost slum 
                  was within easy walk of a delightful country, and whose suburbs 
                  were without the distressing squalor, and vulgarity of architecture 
                  which make for some of us the oldest part of London to-day its 
                  most cheerful part. 
                It 
                  was the citizens of such a town, sober merchants and shopkeepers, 
                  apprentices, sempstresses, and artisans who worked continuously, 
                  but leisurely and without much stress, during the week and spread 
                  themselves over an area of many square miles on Sundays, who 
                  formed the chief patrons of the al fresco entertainment. The 
                  lawyers and military men who filled the chief of the few recognised 
                  professions of the last century, supplied their quota of course, 
                  and the aristocracy came to most of the alfresco entertainments 
                  at one time or another, but merely as incidental visitors. 
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