'I lament the fate of having passed my Manhood acquiring celebrity; and of having to pass my old Age in sitting for Busts and Artists.'
IN THE COUNTRY as a whole Wellington's former unpopularity now appeared to have been largely forgotten. He was loudly cheered at Vauxhall; he was joyously acclaimed by the crowds at a review in Hyde Park; on a visit to Cambridge he was as enthusiastically welcomed by the town as he was by the University. When he appeared at a choral concert in London, 'the singing stopped, the whole audience rose, and a burst of acclamation and waving of handkerchiefs saluted the great old man. Everyone was moved except the Duke himself.' 'The feeling of the people for him seems to be the liveliest of all popular sentiments,' Charles Greville commented. 'Yet he does nothing to excite it, and hardly appears to notice it.'1
In the streets of London gentlemen raised their hats to him; doctors stood on the steps of St George's Hospital opposite Apsley House to watch him pass by; 2 'even the butcher's boy pulled up his cart as he stopped at the gate'; 3 and once a cheering crowd followed him up Constitution Hill to Apsley House where he paused to indicate with an ironic gesture the iron shutters on the windows which had been smashed not so long before.* He gave a bow, touched the brim of his____________________