“The great and important news was immediately made known to the town by the firing of the Park and Tower guns; and the Privy Council being assembled as soon as possible thereupon, at the Council Chamber, Whitehall, it was ordered that a Form of Thanksgiving for the Queen’s safe delivery of a Prince be prepared by his Grace the Archbishop of Canterbury, to be used in all churches and chapels throughout England, Wales, and the town of Berwick-upon-Tweed, on Sunday, the 14th of November, or the Sunday after the respective ministers shall receive the same.
“Her Majesty and the Infant Prince are, God be praised, both doing well.”
The auspicious event, although daily anticipated for the last fortnight, has come upon the country with a pleasurable sudden surprise.
Her Royal Highness the Duchess of Kent remained with the Queen throughout the day until six o’clock in the afternoon, when Her Royal Highness returned to Clarence House.
The nobility and gentry thronged during the afternoon to Buckingham Palace.
You’ve heard of Sailor Jack, no doubt, Who found our Queen Victoria out, Who ev’ry time ashore he went, On visiting the Queen was bent. Ri tooral, &c.
Now Jack, who’d travell’d far away, Returned to port the other day-- He left his messmates all behind, For he heard the Queen had been confin’d. Ri tooral, &c.
‘Shiver my timbers! here’s a breeze She’s got a young ’un now to please-- So straight to London I must go, To see who’s got the craft in tow.’ Ri tooral, &c.
Now Jack he to the Palace came-- He’d got no card, so he sent his name. ‘Go back!’ says they, ‘she wont see you!’ Says Jack--‘No, damme, if I do!’ Ri tooral, &c.
‘Stand back, you lubbers! Not see me, The old friend of Her Majesty?’ He floored them all--’mid shout and din-- And got where the Queen _was lying in_. Ri tooral, &c.
Each in amazement viewed the scene-- Says he ‘I’m comed to see the Queen!’ The Queen she threw the curtains back-- Says she--‘What’s that my old friend Jack?’ Ri tooral, &c.
Jack turned his quid, and scratched his tail, When he saw the Queen looked rather pale-- Says she, ‘Jack, don’t you be dejected-- They say I’m as well as can be expected!’ Ri tooral, &c.
Says Jack, when he beheld the boy, ‘Your Majesty, I wish you joy! Some day he’ll rule us in your stead, For damme, I likes his figure head!’ Ri tooral, &c.