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- --- "The Town and Country Magazine" Vol. 1, 1769:
BIRTHS. [April 1769] The right hon. lady Gower, of a daughter, at his lordship's house at Whitehall.
--- "Evening Mail" 25 Jul 1803, page 3:
Yesterday Mr. Eliot, one of the Lords of the Admiralty, arrived at his house in the Admiralty, from Madeira, whither he had been with Lady Georgina Eliot, for the recovery of the use of her limbs, which is so far established, that she now walks with perfect ease.
--- "The Sun" 10 Jun 1805, page 2:
Lady Georgina Eliot entertained a large Party of Select Friends from town on Saturday, on the bottom of Greenwich Hill, among whom were the Marquis and Marchioness of Stafford.
--- "Lancaster Gazette" Saturday, 05 Apr 1806, page 3:
Lady Georgina Eliot, sister to the Marquis of Stafford, of a consumption, in the island of Madeira, to which place she had gone with the hope of retrieving her health by the salubrity of the air.
--- "Royal Cornwall Gazette" 03 May 1806, page 3:
Arrived the American Ship Thomas Gordon, Place, from Madeira, having on board the Hon. William Eliot and family, and the remains of Lady Eliot, who died at Madeira; brought home for interment.
--- "Exeter Flying Post" 08 May 1806:
Plymouth.
Thursday [May 1st]. Wind W. rain. . . . Arrived also an American ship from the island of Madeira, having on board the coffin containing the remains of the right hon. lady Georgiana Eliot. her ladyship's remains were conveyed in a boat attended by her servants, up the river of St. Germain's, and landed at Port Eliot, to be interred with great funeral pomp, in the family vault of the Eliot family, in the church of St. German's, Cornwall. Her ladyship died of a consumption, at Madeira, about ten weeks since, whither she had gone for the benefit of her health.
PORTRAITS LISTED AT TRENTHAM HALL
--- "Views of the Seats of Noblemen and Gentlemen" Vol. 3 John Preston Neale, 1820:
State Dressing Room --- North Side.
Lady Georgiana Eliot [and Siblings] (Romney)
Scroll Room --- North Side
Lady Georgiana Eliot and Charlotte Sophia, Duchess of Beaufort (Anglica Kauffman)
--- "Longman's Magazine" Vol. 30, 1897, page 126-128:
[The Love Letters of a Lady of Quality]
Lady Erroll never loses an opportunity of expressing her dislike to 'that abominable Canning Man' -- partly, it may be, from feminine love of teasing, but also from an instinct that Frere's best friend must disapprove of his philandering with a woman so much older than himself. For a long time she refused to meet 'your pet Mr Canning,' and one of the liveliest of her letters tells how she was at last entrapped into dining at the same table with him:---
'Lady Georgina Eliot was to have a big Dinner, and which I was obliged to fix myself. I was going to Wimbledon to my Dear Melville pet, and I was ordered to make him fix a day to meet Count Worenzow (?), his Daughter, the Harrowbys, and some of the Hopes; these were the people Mr Eliot told me to name to him. . . . Lord Melville fixed upon the 29th. . . . I return'd here on Friday Evening that I might with Miss Eliot (the niece) arrange the rooms and see all in proper order. We both got up early, and gathered all the flowers we could and Dress'd the Drawing Room, after I dress'd the lady of the House to great advantage as she thinks no body does for her so well, and she did, poor thing, look very well, and was in Excellent Spirits, and put me in High Spirits also. She desired me to look well and put on all my agreeables for Count Worenzow, but I had walk'd so much in teh heat of the day, and was so busy till past five that I was quite in a real heat, and my red face bore testimony of it pretty well. Lord Melville's excuse which arrived with a tender note to me, besides, did not even cool, it, nor dressing in a hurry, and I was not able to go down before the Worenzows came in, tho' Miss Eliot told me I never look'd so well, but I was uncomfortably hot, and I had a great hot dinner in view. I waited for the arrival of the Harrowbys who are always late, that I might get in to the room with them. I heard the sign (?) at the door, my windows are not front, and therefore I bustled down stairs as fast as possible, and as I was upon the last step close to the Drawing Room door, as you know, I found myself exactly close and opposite to whom -- Do you think? -- No, you never can -- Who do you think? -- You never can guess -- the last person I expected to see, or indeed wish'd to see, but there was not a possibility of a retreat for me, when I saw a profound bow, and my eyes met such a pair of dark penetrating eyes -- can you guess? That CANNING Man. He was announced loud, and he would let me pass in before him. I thought I must have died, Lady G. was afraid to look at me, and so was Eliot, too, for they had play'd me a trick, and enjoy'd in their hearts how completely I had humour'd it by a mistake, and they guess'd my misfortune immediately. I sat myself near the door upon the sofa, and behaved very pretty, I had taken my determination in the instant and follow'd it up. I saw Charles Bentinck, and glad to do something, I gave him a kind nod, and he return'd a find low bow, and after whisper'd to Mr Eliot. Mr Canning had got to the window with Worenzow by this time, but I saw Eliot ready to die with laughing to himself, and presently up Bentinck came to me, telling me how glad he was to see me look so beautiful and in such high health, and excused himself over and over for having taken me for Mrs Canning, yet he thought she was not so tall, and he kept his glasses stuck before his eyes the while. All this he said loud enough for all the circle of ladys to hear, and lady Georgina look'd so funny and enjoyed it so much that I could kill her, and I gave her many a reproachful look all the day, for I could not get near enough to speak to her. Miss Eliot and I had fix'd to sit on each side of Eliot at the foot of the table where 12 people were to sit, and I saw the Canning Man close at my back when I stood by my chair, ready to pop into the next, but I put Miss Eliot down close to me, and he sat the other side of her, which did not save me from him, as she is like a thread-paper, and he saw me before and behind her, and talked to me, and indeed was very civil to me, and I was obliged to laugh at some of his fun which I had settled not to do (is not that like me?), but I could not help it, and as I had determined to laugh the day out, I went on and did not think of anything. I saw Lady G. from the Head of table smiling at me and watching me, and I made angry faces at her, and while I was doing so she called out and said 'pray, Mr Canning, tell me, have you heard from your friend Mr Frere since he left Town?' I did not hear his answer, but she was going on, a great many people were talking loud, but I felt that my face was no longer red, and I felt very sick, and the goodnatured Eliot close by me saw it, in a minute, and said 'Come, have a glass of your favourite red wine,' and filled it while he spoke without seeming to look at me. I took it off without looking at him, and in the instant Mr C. turned round and said 'Pray, Lady E. have you been long returned from Bath, you were very ill when you went there, and I am glad to see you so perfectly well.' The letter he franked to me there, and how he could have heard of my illness came across my mind immediately; but I answered very well according to the system I had arranged in my mind for the day. After Dinner he got by me, and we talked a quantity, and I kept hard at work with lord Melville. I was so much afraid he should name anybody else and I began after the Dinner Scene to feel that I could not manage such an attack, and Ld Melville's subject gave me plenty to keep going. One stop I was afraid of, for I was determined he should not pity me. . . . I am convinced that Man's eyes see through one, and yet I think I deceived him pretty well, tho' he did look me through, and took opportunities of speaking often to me and fixing his eyes upon me, and unfortunately the things I usually eat of were before him, and that wicked lady G. Eliot alwys said 'pray Mr C. help Lady E to that, as she likes it, but help her as if you helped a bird,' and that obliged me to speak to him which she wanted.
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1769 - 1806 (36 years)
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Married
