date that a cricket-ground was thought as low as a modern skittle-alley, we read that even
"Some Dukes at Mary'bone bowled time away;"
and also that a Duchess of Devonshire could be actually watching the play of her guests in the skittle-alley till nine o'clock in the evening.
Our game in later times, we know, has constituted the pastime and discipline of many an English soldier. Our barracks are now provided with cricket grounds; every regiment and every man-of-war has its club; and our soldiers and sailors astonish the natives of every clime, both inland and maritime, with a specimen of a British game; and it deserves to be better known that it was at a cricket match that "some of our officers were amusing themselves on the 12th June, 1815," says Captain Gordon, "in company with that devoted cricketer the Duke of Richmond, when the Duke of Wellington arrived, and shortly after came the Prince of Orange, which of course put a stop to our game. Though the hero of the Peninsula was not apt to let his movements be known, on this occasion he made no secret that, if he were attacked from the south, Halle would be his position, and, if on the Namur side, Waterloo."
