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A letter from Henry Hoare in 1807

I’ve been given an old letter, which had been on sale on eBay in 2020.

It’s a single sheet of paper that was folded, with the address on one part. It has a postmark of October 180?. Only part of the final digit of the year is visible, and so I initially thought it could be either a 3 or a 7. However, on transcribing the text of the letter, it referred to a disaster at Sadlers Wells in 1807, and so that fixed the year.

The letter is from Henry Hoare, while presumably visiting relatives in Devon. The postmark shows Weymouth. It was addressed to the Reverend B. Shuttleworth at Mitcham Grove. The Reverend also write a note on the sheet.

Below are four scans of the letter, after which is my interpretation of what is written. I have been assisted by Google Gemini 3 in deciphering some of the writing, and in providing context to the language used.

The letter from Henry Hoare to Rev B. Shuttleworh

My dear Sir
                                  Weymouth 22 Oct

                           Only as to the needful on the 
Subject of Time can I now write as we are off for Dawlish 
almost immediately _ I wish Chard & Taylor to go over the
whole of Batts land & see the 80 Trees that are marked:

You may arrange them thus putting the Number of Oaks & Elms
against each

            Slip       Oaks        Elms
Barn Meadow             Oaks       Elms
Orchard                 Oaks       Elms
Seven Acres             Oaks       Elms
Wood                    Oaks       Elms
Three Acres             Oaks       
Three Fields  |
rented by Mr  |>        Oaks       Elms
Savignac      |

Let Chard mention in what Part of Mr Savignac's Fields the
Trees marked are situated in. What a dreadful Preperation
for Eternity is Sadlers Wells. It really hurts me beyond Measure 
that Lydia should fall a Sacrifice in so dreadful a Calamity
how awful is it. 

You will read the enclosed & take it to Mrs Batts having previously 
sealed it, & hear what she has to say but She must communicate
to me her Sentiments in writing. Let me have Chard's Communication 
as soon as possible directed to Luscombe Teignmouth Devonshire. 
Our loves to Henry. I wish after you have seen 
Mrs Batts you would call on Mr Burley who I think has 
Chambers in Lincolns Inn & mention to him what Mrs Batts says.

            I am My dear Sir

                        most truly sincerely Yours
                                           H Hoare

The notes by Rev B. Shuttleworth

  The purport of Mr Hoare's Letter to Mrs Batts
which I read and delivered, was this viz
That He disapproved of her taking two persons 
over his Land, and marking Trees, without 
acquainting him with her intention, or 
taking his Carpenter or Bailiff with them 
who could have best described the Trees to Mr H.

  He also disapproved of so large a number as 
80 - and seem'd desirous to purchase them 
standing at a fair valuation, rather than 
have his grounds, and those of his undertenants 
injured, by having them cut down, and taken 
away, by any Timbermerchant she might 
employ —
        To the above Mrs Batts could not 
make any positive reply, till she had consulted 
with her friends, after which she would send 
Mr H an answer — She said she could not 
find the Carpenter or Bailiff, otherwise she 
would have gladly taken them with her over 
the Place. She appeared —"

### The Note in the Margin (Sideways text)

This section continues directly from "She appeared —"

 ...desirous of doing nothing but what was Just 
and fair, and said she should be glad to have 
it in her power to oblige Mr H. as much as 
she possibly could —

                           B Shuttleworth

Notes
1. The note from Rev Shuttleworth confirms that Mrs Batts (likely the owner of the land that Hoare was leasing or had rights over) went onto the property with her own men to mark 80 trees for felling.

Henry Hoare was unhappy because:

She didn’t tell him she was coming.
She didn’t take his Bailiff (estate manager) to identify the correct trees.
He felt 80 trees was too many.
He was worried the felling process would damage the land for his sub-tenants (like Mr. Savignac).

He offered to “purchase them standing at a fair valuation” — essentially paying her the value of the timber just to keep the trees in the ground and avoid the mess of cutting them down.

2. Luscombe Teignmouth was bought by a relative of Henry Hoare. See Historic England entry for Luscombe Castle.

3. Mrs Batts might be from Batts Farm, which the Merton Historical society say was owned by Henry Hoare in 1828. See Bulletin 174 (pdf).

4. The event at Sadlers Wells noted refers to a disaster at the Sadler’s Wells theatre on 15th October 1807, when 18 people were killed in a stampede when the audience thought they heard someone shout “Fire!”.

5. The Lydia referred to who perished in the stampede was Lydia Carr, according to this list from the Oracle and the Daily Advertiser – Saturday 17 October 1807.

  1. John Labdon, No. 7, Bell-yard, Temple-bar.
  2. Rebecca Ling, No. 5, Bridge-court, Cannon-row, Westminster, aged 20.
  3. Benjamin Price, No. 31, Lime-street, Leadenhall-street aged 11.
  4. John Greenwood, No. 7, King-street, Hoxton, aged 18.
  5. Sarah Chaukley, Castle-street, Oxford-road.
  6. Roda Wall, Hoxton.
  7. Mary Evans, No. 3, Hoxton-market, 23 years of age.
  8. Caroline —-, Plough-court, Whitechapel, an unfortunate girl of the town, and with child.
  9. William Spincks, No. 2, Hoxton-place, a porter, aged 17.
  10. James Philliston, Pentonville.
  11. Edward Clements, No. 12, Paradice-row, Battle Bridge.
  12. Joseph Groves, Hoxton-square, gilder, 23 years of age.
  13. Edward Bland, No. 13, Bear-street, Leicester-field, aged 22.
  14. Elizabeth Margaret Ward, No. 20, Plumtree-street, Bloomsbury, aged 21.
  15. Lydia Carr, No. 23, Peerless Pool, 18 years old.
  16. John Ward, No. 2, Glasshouse-yard, Goswell-street, an errand boy, aged 12 years.
  17. Charles Judd, Artillery-court, Bishopsgate-street, aged 20.
  18. Rebecca Saunders, Draper’s-buildings, Old-street.

It’s not known what relationship she had with Henry Hoare, but the following analysis from Google Gemini is plausible.

Based on the evidence in the letter and the casualty list, you are almost certainly correct that Henry Hoare is referring to Lydia Carr (Victim #15).

Here is an analysis of why this identification holds up and what it suggests about their relationship:

1. The “Only Lydia” Conclusion

As you noted, there is only one “Lydia” on the official casualty list of 18 people.

Henry Hoare’s Family: Henry Hoare (1750–1828) did have a wife named Lydia Henrietta and a daughter named Lydia Elizabeth. However, his wife died in 1816 and his daughter died in 1856. Since the letter explicitly states that “Lydia should fall a Sacrifice” (i.e., died in the 1807 accident), he cannot be referring to his own female relatives.
The Victim: This leaves Lydia Carr, aged 18, as the only possible candidate.

2. The Nature of the Connection: “My Servant Lydia?”

The way Henry Hoare refers to her simply as “Lydia”—without a surname, but with deep emotional investment (“hurts me beyond Measure”)—strongly suggests she was a member of his household staff, likely a maid or servant.

Naming Convention: In 1807, a gentleman like Henry Hoare would refer to friends or peers by their surname (e.g., “Mr. Smith”) or full title. Referring to a non-relative by their first name alone was typical for servants.

The Address: The list records her address as “No. 23 Peerless Pool”. This was likely her parents’ or family’s home (where her brother John, who identified her body, also likely lived). It was common for young women in service to visit their families or go out with friends (like the “errand boy” John Ward, victim #16) on their nights off.

3. “Dreadful Preparation for Eternity”

This phrase is significant and confirms Henry Hoare’s specific worldview.

Evangelical Anxiety: Henry Hoare was a devout Evangelical Christian (associated with the “Clapham Sect” circles). To a man of his religious conviction, the theatre was considered a place of sin and frivolity.
The “Hurt”: His distress (“hurts me beyond Measure”) is likely twofold:
1. Personal Grief: He lost a member of his household whom he knew and perhaps cared for paternally.
2. Spiritual Anguish: He believed she died in a state of sin (at a theatre), rather than in prayer or at home. The “dreadful preparation” refers to her soul being taken while she was watching a “rowdy” pantomime, which he would fear jeopardized her salvation.

Conclusion:
You have likely found a letter from a master mourning his young servant. Lydia Carr was an 18-year-old woman, likely employed in the Hoare household, who went to the theatre (perhaps on leave to see her family at Peerless Pool) and died in the crush. Hoare’s letter captures the collision of personal grief and the intense religious anxieties of the era.

The oldest pubs in Mitcham – according to parish records

From the Mitcham Advertiser – Thursday 07 July 1927

MITCHAM NOTES.

Why are all the public houses in High-street, Colliers Wood, on one side—the west side of the road? I asked the Chairman of the Council and he said he must have notice of the question. I asked Mr. Groom-bridge and he thanked heaven he lived in the wilderness on the other side. I asked Coun. Cusden and he said “What does it matter? The beer is just as good at Cusden’s Stores.” I asked Jack Fitch and he said it was a shame. I asked George Bennett and he said that was one of the inequalities the Labour Party was out to remove. I asked Thirsty Bill, who has often been fined 10s. and costs for being all on one side himself, and he said, “Hie-wash-wash I get for tellin’ ya!”

So I led the way to the Blue Nose and Slop Basin and called for two acid drops. Thirsty Bill’s eyesight is getting bad and in mistake he drank both. “Shay, guv’nor,” he hiccoughed, “don’t-tcha berlieve it.” “Believe what?” I asked. “Thash all pubs in thish—thish street—hic—thash all pubs in any streetsh on one sidesh. Nope. Sh’all wrong. Man who shesh pubs in thish tsreetsh all on one shide—sidesh ish—hic—ish drunk.”

In desperation I asked Mr. R. M. Chart. Mr. Chart knows more about the pubs of Mitcham than any man. This statement, I hope, will be taken in the right spirit. With his usual courtesy he let me waste his time while I propounded the more or less important question then said “It’s an interesting point certainly, and, I think, easily explained.”

Mr. Chart reminded me that unknown to many of the residents of Colliers Wood a brook flows down the east side of High-street into the Wandle at Merton. It is under the roadway and was covered in within living memory. It is the same stream that protects Mitcham from Tooting. “It is reasonable to suppose,” he added, “that when High-street was a rural way with an open brook along the whole of its east side the roadside inns were built on the west side to avoid that brook.”

A simple solution, you must agree, of a great mystery to you and me. Evidently mine host of the days of yore took more pains than does Boniface of to-day to pre-vent his customers from mixing their drinks—involuntarily.

It would have been utterly foolish to let Mr. Chart go without asking him for facts about the King’s Head and the grand old elm slain last week to make a motorist’s holiday.

“Time hollowed in its trunk a tomb for centuries,
And buried there the epochs of the rise and fall of states,
The fading generations of the world,
The memory of men.”

Mr. Chart not only enlightened me about the King’s Head and the elm, but gave me historical notes of a dozen other Mitcham hostelries. The earliest mention of the King’s Head in the Parish Records of Mitcham is under date 1732. There is evidence, however, that the house was erected in the Elizabethan period, for it is a very old timber framed building re-faced with brickwork. The elm, lamented as much by tea sloppers as by froth blowers, was probably more than 250 years old.

On the occasions when the Prince of Wales (afterwards King Edward) attended Epsom Races and changed horses at the King’s Head, as told in the “Advertiser” last week, the Village Beadle, William Hills, a builder and a fine portly man, who lived at Vine Cottage, Lower Green, the oldest house in Mitcham, was always present in gold laced uniform ostensibly to keep the crowd in order. After one cere-mony of the kind he received a letter written on notepaper crowned with the Royal Arms thanking him for his atten-tion and services.

Mr. Chart thinks the Beadle never knew that he was the victim of a parish wag, for he was always fond of exhibiting the letter. Mr. Hills was also the Town Crier. He paraded the village with a hand bell and always wound up his orations on the subject of the lost sheep or other matters with the pious and loyal sentiment “God Save the Queen.” To which the children, who usually followed in his train, added “And hang the Crier!”

The Bull, Church-road, is first mentioned in parish records in 1753, so it appears to be the second oldest inn in Mitcham. Un-doubtedly all the inns were in existence long before the dates given. The Buck’s Head is mentioned in 1776. It was re-built about twenty years ago and set back 10-ft. from its original frontage on London-road.

The White Hart, beloved of Councillors, and, if I remember aright, of church-wardens of other days, came to the official notice of Mitcham in 1784. The King’s Arms, formerly a timber framed building on a site north of the present building, was first recorded in 1787. The Red Lion (Colliers Wood) comes into prominence in 1792 and two years later the Nag’s Head, a timber building except the front, is men-tioned, as is also the Swan.

The Goat comes next into the records in the year 1805. In 1819 the Half Moon shone at the corner of Lock’s-lane, but it has long since set to rise no more. The Six Bells, Merton Bridge, can also be traced back to 1819. A year later the Cricketers Inn is officially taken notice of, but I have a feeling that it was unofficially observed long before that time, particularly by sportsmen with a dry humour.

The last pub turned up by Mr. Chart was the Phoenix, first mentioned in 1838. It justified its name some years ago by rising out of its dead ashes as the Horse and Groom. Of the Sportsman, which formerly gave Dutch courage to those about to enter Love-lane, there is no official record at all. Which only shows you that the Vestry Clerk of that day, like the last of his line, was a gentleman of discretion.

If Mr. Gaston had been a member of the Fire Brigade Committee, or a follower of the statesman who urged all public per-sons to verify their references, he would not have “made the bloomer” of assuming that the Chief Officer was advocating the purchase of a foam generator like “the only one in London.” That is a machine the size of a motor pump and costing as much. Mr. Wells clearly stated in his report (in front of Mr. Gaston as he spoke) that the machine he had in mind would cost £75. He also clearly stated that his remarks and suggestions were “applicable to the storage of inflammable liquids that do not come within the provisions of the Petroleum Act.”

Now I say that as certain councillors do not come within the provisions of the Petroleum Act it is the duty of the rest to safeguard themselves and Mitcham by the purchase of a continuous foam extinguisher not generator. If one can be got for £75 and will prevent Coun. Groombridge, for instance, from bursting into flames more than fifty times at one meeting it will be a real economy to buy it.

THE COMMONER.

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