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Southend & Cromer
The rival merits of two seaside resorts greatly
preoccupy Mr Woodhouse in Jane Austen’s Emma, and result in a
particularly delightful comic dialogue:
The gruel came, and supplied a great deal to be said
– much praise and many comments – undoubting decision of its
wholesomeness for every constitution, and pretty severe philippics upon
the many houses where it was never met with tolerable; but,
unfortunately, among the failures which the daughter had to instance,
the most recent, and therefore the most prominent, was in her own cook
at Southend, a young woman hired for the time, who never had been able
to understand what she meant by a basin of nice smooth gruel, thin, but
not too thin. Often as she had wished for and ordered it, she had never
been able to get anything tolerable. Here was a dangerous opening.
‘Ah,’ said Mr Woodhouse, shaking his head, and
fixing his eye on her with tender concern. The ejaculation in Emma’s
ear expressed, ‘Ah, there is no end of the sad consequences of your
going to Southend. It does not bear talking of.’ And for a little
while she hoped that he would not talk of it, and that a silent
rumination might suffice to restore him to the relish of his own smooth
gruel. After an interval of some minutes, however, he began with:
‘I shall always be very sorry that you went to the
sea this autumn, instead of coming here.’
‘But why should you be sorry, sir? I assure you it
did the children a great deal of good.’
‘And, moreover, if you must go to the sea, it had
better not have been to Southend. Southend is an unhealthy place. Perry
was surprised to hear you had fixed upon Southend.’
‘I know there is such an idea with many people, but
indeed it is quite a mistake, sir. We all had our health perfectly well
there, never found the least inconvenience from the mud, and Mr
Wingfield says it is entirely a mistake to suppose the place unhealthy;
and I am sure he may be depended on, for he thoroughly understands the
nature of the air, and his own brother and family have been there
repeatedly.’
‘You should have gone to Cromer, my dear, if you
went anywhere. Perry was a week at Cromer once, and he holds it to be
the best of all the sea bathing places. A fine open sea, he says, and
very pure air. And, by what I understand, you might have had lodgings
there quite away from the sea - a quarter of a mile off - very
comfortable. You should have consulted Perry.’
‘But, my dear sir, the difference of the journey;
only consider how great it would have been. A hundred miles, perhaps,
instead of forty.’
‘Ah, my dear, as Perry says, where health is at
stake nothing else should be considered; and if one is to travel, there
is not much to choose between forty miles and a hundred. Better not move
at all, better stay in London altogether, than travel forty miles to get
into a worse air. This is just what Perry said. It seemed to him a very
ill-judged measure.’
Emma’s attempts to stop her father had been vain;
and when he had reached such a point as this, she could not wonder at
her brother-in-law’s breaking out.
‘Mr Perry,’ said he, in a voice of very strong
displeasure, ‘would do as well to keep his opinion till it is asked
for. Why does he make it any business of his to wonder at what I do? –
at my taking my family to one part of the coast or another? I may be
allowed, I hope, the use of my judgment as well as Mr Perry. I want his
direction no more than his drugs.’ He paused and growing cooler in a
moment, added, with only sarcastic dryness, ‘If Mr Perry can tell me
how to convey a wife and five children a distance of a hundred and
thirty miles with no greater expense or inconvenience than a distance of
forty, I should be as willing to prefer Cromer to Southend as he could
himself.’
Southend
Southend, which the John Knightleys visit, is 45 miles
east of London in Essex. It began as a humble hamlet called the South End
of Prittlewell, but when the boom in resort towns took place, it soon grew
into a town of its own and became known as Southend. Jane Austen’s
brother Charles took his family there in the summer of 1813 and rented a
house. The Prince Regent, who favoured Brighton himself, despatched his
hated wife Caroline there. The street she stayed in was promptly re-named
The Royal Terrace. In 1801 the Royal Physicians sent five year old
Princess Charlotte (the Regent and Princess Caroline’s only child) there
for her health and this temporarily increased the fashionableness of the
place, but Southend never became one of the exclusive resorts. A
contemporary guide book of the time described Southend as having ‘terraqueous
beauties’ and as being an asylum to ‘the lovers of quiet and
retirement’. In fact, it sounds ideal for the unsociable John Knightley
who just wants a quiet holiday with his wife and children, away from the
bustle and noise of London.
Although Isabella stoutly declares that her family ‘never
found the least inconvenience from the mud’, the mud did deter many
visitors and gave the place a reputation for being less healthy than
cleaner resorts. Situated on the Thames estuary, Southend did have a
problem with mud and silt, but its easy distance from London made it a
convenient holiday spot for many city dwellers. Even in the 1930s,
Southend was the place for those who needed a cheap holiday near the city:
‘For us Londoners, Southend was the place. If you were a bit richer it
was Margate and Ramsgate. If you were very rich, you could go to
Bournemouth.’
Southend is now, however, one of the biggest seaside
resorts in Britain, with the longest pleasure pier in the world (at one
and a third miles long), a 60 foot floral clock, fairs, cliff gardens and
seven miles of seafront.
Cromer
Cromer, preferred by Mr Woodhouse, was much further
from London, and in a more exposed situation. A contemporary account,
however, shows just why it would appeal to Mr Woodhouse:
There are no places of public amusement, no rooms,
balls, nor card assemblies. A small circulating library, consisting
chiefly of a few novels, is all that can be obtained, but still, for
such as make retirement their aim, it is certainly an eligible
situation.
The place had a reputation in Jane Austen’s day for
being select, partly because it was more difficult to get to.
We can only wonder if this is the honeymoon destination
chosen by Emma and Mr Knightley for their ‘fortnight absence in a tour
to the seaside’. Will Mr Woodhouse be able to succeed in making Emma
choose Cromer, when he failed with his other daughter Isabella?
Cromer today is a bustling holiday resort with a zoo,
pier, boating lake and many hotels. The narrow streets of the old town
twist around the 160 foot tower of Saints Peter and Paul, the tallest
church tower in Norfolk. There are good cliff walks to enjoy and excellent
crab fishing.
Susannah Fullerton
References:
- Jane Austen’s Letters, Ed. Deirdre le Faye, Oxford University
Press, UK, 1995
- Jane Austen: A Family Record, W. Austen-Leigh, R.A.Austen-Leigh,
Deirdre le Faye, British Library, UK, 1989
- The Englishman’s Holiday: A Social History, J.A.R.Pimlott,
Faber &
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