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History of the Plague in London, by Daniel Defoe -- Part Two

Wed Oct 6, 2010 8:59 AM EDT
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[This book by Daniel Defoe is not broken up into chapters, so I am creating arbitrary (there, I admit it) breaks wherever it seems logical to do so. At times the paragraphs run terribly long, so I also take the liberty (cheeky blighter that I am) of inserting some paragraph breaks. I hope you understand! I am just trying to make it easier for you to read and to follow along. An opportunity to discuss each episode of Defoe's account follows in the comments area. Bear in mind that as a newspaper man, Defoe was not above inserting fabricated details or quotes or descriptions, or anything else that might make for a good story. See the Introduction to the series for an examination of Defoe's literary and historical merits.

In Part One, the numbers of victims of the plague seem to ebb and flow, lulling the people into a false sense of safety as they hoped the plague was abating. But then they find out that many deaths were wrongly attributed to other causes in an attempt to prevent mass panic. Now the truth comes out, and the number of victims continues to climb.]

 
 

I lived without Aldgate, about midway between Aldgate Church and Whitechapel Bars, on the left hand, or north side, of the street; and as the distemper had not reached to that side of the city, our neighborhood continued very easy. But at the other end of the town their consternation was very great; and the richer sort of people, especially the nobility and gentry from the west part of the city, thronged out of town, with their families and servants, in an unusual manner. And this was more particularly seen in Whitechapel; that is to say, the Broad Street where I lived.

 
 

Indeed, nothing was to be seen but wagons and carts, with goods, women, servants, children, etc.; coaches filled with people of the better sort, and horsemen attending them, and all hurrying away; then empty wagons and carts appeared, and spare horses with servants, who it was apparent were returning, or sent from the country to fetch more people; beside innumerable numbers of men on horseback, some alone, others with servants and generally speaking, all loaded with baggage, and fitted out for traveling, as any one might perceive by their appearance.

 
 

This was a very terrible and melancholy thing to see, and as it was a sight which I could not but look on from morning to night (for indeed there was nothing else of moment to be seen), it filled me with very serious thoughts of the misery that was coming upon the city, and the unhappy condition of those that would be left in it.

 
 

This hurry of the people was such for some weeks, that there was no getting at the lord mayor's door without exceeding difficulty; there was such pressing and crowding there to get passes and certificates of health for such as traveled abroad; for without these, there was no being admitted to pass through the towns upon the road, or to lodge in any inn. Now, as there had none died in the city for all this time, my lord mayor gave certificates of health without any difficulty to all those who lived in the ninety-seven parishes, and to those within the liberties too, for a while.

 
 

This hurry, I say, continued some weeks, that is to say, all of the months of May and June; and the more because it was rumored that an order of the government was to be issued out, to place turnpikes* and barriers on the road to prevent people's traveling; and that the towns on the road would not suffer people from London to pass, for fear of bringing the infection along with them, though neither of these rumors had any foundation but in the imagination, especially at first.

[NOTE: 'Turnpike' in this case is used it its original sense of a military barrier.]

 
 

Now I began to consider seriously with myself concerning my own case, and how I should dispose of myself; that is to say, whether I should resolve to stay in London, or shut up my house and flee, as many of my neighbors did. I have set this particular down so fully, because I know not but it may be of moment to those who come after me, if they come to be brought to the same distress and to the same manner of making their choice; and therefore I desire this account may pass with them rather for a direction to themselves to act by than a history of my actings, seeing it may not be of one farthing value to them to note what became of me.

 
 

I had two important things before me: the one was the carrying on my business and shop, which was considerable, and in which was embarked all my effects in the world; and the other was the preservation of my life in so dismal a calamity as I saw apparently was coming upon the whole city, and which, however great it was, my fears perhaps, as well as other people's, represented to be much greater than it could be.

 
 

The first consideration was of great moment to me. My trade was a saddler, and as my dealings were chiefly not by a shop or chance trade, but among the merchants trading to the English colonies in America, so my effects lay very much in the hands of such. I was a single man, it is true; but I had a family of servants, who I kept at my business; I had a house, shop, and warehouses filled with goods; and in short to to leave them all as things in such a case must be left, that is to say, without any overseer or person fit to be trusted with them, had been to hazard the loss, not only of my trade, but of my goods, and indeed of all I had in the world.

 
 

I had an elder brother at the same time in London, and not many years before come over from Portugal; and advising with him, his answer was in the three words, the same that was given in another case quite different, viz., “Master, save thyself.” In a word, he was for my retiring into the country, as he resolved to do himself, with his family; telling me, what he had, it seems, heard abroad, that the best preparation for the plague was to run away from it. As to my argument of losing my trade, my goods, or debts, he quite confuted me; he told me the same thing which I argued for my staying, viz., that I would trust God with my safety and health was the strongest repulse to my pretensions of losing my trade and my goods. “For,” says he, “is it not as reasonable that you should trust God with the chance or risk of losing your trade, as that you should stay in so eminent a point of danger, and trust him with your life?”

 
 

I could not argue that I was in any strait as to a place where to go, having several friends and relations in Northamptonshire, whence our family first came from. And particularly, I had an only sister in Lincolnshire, very willing to receive and entertain me.

 
 

My brother, who had already sent his wife and two children into Bedfordshire, and resolved to follow them, pressed my going very earnestly; and I had once resolved to comply with his desires, but at that time could get no horse; for though it is true all the people did not go out of the city of London, yet I may venture to say, that in a manner all the horses did; for there was hardly a horse to be bought or hired in the whole city for some weeks.

 
 

Once I resolved to travel on foot with one servant, and , as many did, lie at no inn, but carry a soldier's tent with us, and so lie in the fields, the weather being very warm, and no danger from taking cold. I say, as many did, because several did so at last, especially those who had been in the armies, in the war which had not been many years past; and I must needs say, that speaking of second causes, had most of the people that traveled done so, the plague had not been carried into so many country towns and houses as it was, to the great damage, and indeed to the ruin, of abundance of people.

 
 

But then my servant who I had intended to take down with me, deceived me, and being frighted at the increase of the distemper, and not knowing when I should go, he took other measures, and left me; so I was put off for that time. And, one way or other, I always found that to appoint to go away was always crossed by some accident or other, so as to disappoint and put it off again. And this brings in a story which otherwise might be thought a needless digression, viz., about these disappointments being from Heaven.

 
 

It came very warmly into my mind one morning, as I was musing on this particular thing, that as nothing attended us without the direction or permission of Divine Power, so these disappointments must have something in them extraordinary, and I ought to consider whether it did not evidently point out, or intimate to me, that it was the will of Heaven I should not go. It immediately followed in my thoughts, that, if it really was from God that I should stay, he was able effectually to preserve me in the midst of all the death and danger that would surround me. And that if I attempted to secure myself by fleeing from my habitation, and acted contrary to these intimations, which I believed to be divine, it was a kind of flying from God, and that he could cause his justice to overtake me when and where he thought fit.

 
 

These thoughts quite turned my resolutions again; and when I came to discourse with my brother again, I told him that I inclined to stay and take my lot in that station in which God had placed on me; and that it seemed to be made more especially my duty, on the account of what I have said.

 
 

My brother, though a very religious man himself, laughed at all I had suggested about its being an intimation from Heaven, and told me several stories of such foolhardy people, as he called them, as I was; that I ought indeed to submit to it as a work of Heaven if I had been any way disabled by distempers or diseases, and that then, not being able to go, I ought to acquiesce in the direction of Him, who, having been my Maker, had an undisputed right of sovereignty in disposing of me; and that then there had been no difficulty to determine which was the call of his providence, and which was not; but that I should take it as an intimation from Heaven that I should not go out of town only because I could not hire a horse to go, or my fellow was run away that was to attend me, was ridiculous, since at the same time I had my health and limbs, and other servants, and might with ease travel a day or two on foot, and, having a good certificate of being in perfect health, might either hire a horse, or take post on the road, as I thought fit.

 
 

Then he proceeded to tell me of the mischievous consequences which attend the presumption of the Turks and Mohammedans in Asia, and in other places where he had been (for my brother being a merchant, was a few years before, as I have already observed, returned from abroad, coming last from Lisbon); and how presuming upon their professed predestinating notions, and of every man's end being predetermined, and unalterably before hand decreed, they would go unconcerned into infected places and converse with infected persons, by which means they died at the rate of ten or fifteen thousand a week, whereas the Europeans, or Christian merchants, who kept themselves retired and reserved, generally escaped the contagion.

 
 

Upon these arguments my brother changed my resolutions again, and I began to resolve to go, and accordingly made all things ready; for, in short, the infection increased round me, and the bills were risen to almost seven hundred a week, and my brother told me he would venture to stay no longer. I desired him to let me consider of it but till the next day, and I would resolve; and as I had already prepared everything as well as I could, as to my business and who to intrust my affairs with, I had little to do but to resolve.

 
 

I went home that evening greatly oppressed in my mind, irresolute, and not knowing what todo. I had set the evening wholly apart to consider seriously about it, and was all alone; for already people had, as it were, by a general consent, taken up the custom of not going out of doors after sunset; the reasons I shall have occasion to say more of by and by.

 
 

In the retirement of this evening I endeavored to resolve first what was my duty to do, and I stated the arguments with which my brother had pressed me to go into the country, and I set against them the strong impressions which I had on my mind for staying -- the visible call I seemed to have from the particular circumstance of my calling, and the care due from me for the preservation of my effects, which were, as I might say, my estate; also the intimations which I thought I had from Heaven, that to me signified a kind of direction to venture; and it occurred to me, that, if I had what I call a direction to stay, I ought to suppose it contained a promise of being preserved, if I obeyed.

 
 

This lay close to me, and my mind seemed more and more encouraged to stay than ever, and supported with a secret satisfaction that I should be kept. Add to this, that turning over the Bible which lay before me, and while my thoughts were more than ordinary serious upon the question, I cried out, “Well, I know not what to do, Lord direct me!” and the like. And at the a juncture I happened to stop turning over the book at the Ninety-first psalm, and, casting my eye on the second verse, I read to the seventh verse exclusive, and after that included the tenth, as follows:

“

I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress; my God, in him will I trust. Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence. He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust; his truth shall be thy shield and buckler. Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night, nor for the arrow that flieth by day; not for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; not for the destruction that wasteth at noonday. A thousand shall fall at they side, and then thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee. Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked. Because thou hast made the Lord, which is my refuge, even the Most High, thy habitation, there shall be no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling

,” etc.

 
 

I scarce need tell the reader that from that moment I resolved that I would stay in the town, and, casting myself entirely upon the goodness and protection of the Almighty, would not seek any other shelter whatever; and that as my times were in his hands, he was as able to keep me in a time of the infection as in a time of health, and if he did not think fit to deliver me, still I was in his hands, and it was meet he should with me as should seem good to him.

 
 

With this resolution I went to bed, and I was further confirmed in it the next day by the woman being taken ill with whom I had intended to intrust my house and all my affairs. But I had a further obligation laid on me on the same side: for the next day I found myself very much out of order also, so that if I would have gone away, I could not. And I continued ill three or four days, and this entirely determined my stay; so I took my leave of my brother, who went away to Dorking in Surrey, and afterwards fetched around farther into Buckinghamshire or Bedfordshire, to a retreat he had found out there for his family.

 
 

You can read the Introduction at: http://minnieapolis.newsvine.com/_news/2010/09/22/5157294-the-history-of-the-plague-in-london-by-daniel-defoe-intro-

 
 

And Part One is at: http://minnieapolis.newsvine.com/_news/2010/09/29/5198284-history-of-the-plague-in-london-by-daniel-defoe-part-one

 

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In Part One, Defoe builds up a sense of a gathering storm, as he documents a climbing death list in the local parishes. In the Intro, Defoe is described for his narrative style, biographical notes, and historical position.
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    Reply#1 - Wed Oct 6, 2010 9:02 AM EDT
    rottlady

    This one is a little long, so I'll have to come back to read it. Thanks for contributing to GNW MinnieApolis!

    • 1 vote
    Reply#2 - Wed Oct 6, 2010 11:46 AM EDT
    MinnieApolis

    Yeah, now that I really look at it -- it is SOOOOO long. But it all sticks to the topic of him dithering over whether to stay or go. Hmmm, if you think I should break it up in half, I could do that. I'd do it for YOU, dear rottlady. Anything at all, dear lady.

    • 2 votes
    #2.1 - Wed Oct 6, 2010 9:07 PM EDT
    rottlady

    There's no need to on this one, but in the future I would shorten them a bit and link the two if necessary. Thanks for the offer though.

    I can only imagine what turmoil folks went through not knowing what to do. It had to be a scary ordeal for sure!

    • 2 votes
    #2.2 - Thu Oct 7, 2010 8:22 AM EDT
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    MinnieApolis

    Yeah, I try to think back to when the AIDS virus was scarily epidemic. People took that diagnosis as a death sentence. Then a couple years later I was amazed to watch a documentary that described a very similar attitude to a diagnosis of smallpox --

    in many parts of the world, hearing that verdict was taken as a death sentence. It featured this one guy who was the last to fall sick from the disease, and he lived. He described how it was like coming back from the dead.

    Same with cancer in the 1950s and 1960s.

    You know, it was really quite amazing that the general public did not buy into a pandemic frenzy last year over the H1N1 virus. That has to be a first.

    • 1 vote
    Reply#3 - Thu Oct 7, 2010 8:07 PM EDT
    rottlady

    You know, it was really quite amazing that the general public did not buy into a pandemic frenzy last year over the H1N1 virus. That has to be a first.

    I agree, it is amazing isn't it. However, I guess it was all hype anyway wasn't it.

    • 2 votes
    #3.1 - Fri Oct 8, 2010 2:01 PM EDT
    MinnieApolis

    Well the thing with viruses is that they can mutate so quickly. You don't know if it will mutate into a less severe form, continue to spread, or anything.

    • 1 vote
    #3.2 - Fri Oct 8, 2010 3:17 PM EDT
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