Walpole found the solitude of retirement dull and dreary. He had been in
parliament and in politics for 40 years, and in ministerial office for most of
that time, experiencing, as Coxe noted, ‘a life of unremitting activity’ and
‘political exertion’. The splendid library at Houghton was no substitute:
‘I have led a life of business so long’, he said, ‘that I have lost my taste for
reading.’ When one of his sons was preparing to read something to him, he
ordered: ‘O! do not read history, for that I know must be false.’ There was
his large art collection of over 400 paintings to enjoy, however (later sold
by his debt-ridden heirs to Catherine the Great for the Hermitage in
St. Petersburg). But his health was not now good enough for him to pursue
the country pursuits of riding and hunting he had previously enjoyed. He
would travel round his estate in his carriage, looking over his land and
plantations. He wrote that ‘the oaks, the beeches, the chestnuts, seem
to contend which shall best please the lord of the manor. They cannot
deceive, they will not lie.’ His paintings, he sighed, ‘expect nothing in
return which I cannot give’. But no one was fooled by such talk. As Edward
Pearce puts it, ‘retreat [to Houghton in Norfolk] was for intervals between
politics and politics; as a fixed condition it was intolerable’.
7
Walpole had left office, as A.J.P. Taylor pointed out, ‘markedly wealthier
than when he had entered it’. Over the years he had used and abused his
government offices to amass (and spend) a large personal fortune. Starting
as a country gentleman with an estate worth about £2,000 a year, he
had become ‘one of the greatest magnates in the country’. He had built a
magnificent palace at Houghton, and lived and entertained extravagantly.
‘He was very rich’, as Pearce puts it, ‘probably more in assets than cash’. He
died with debts of £40–50,000 (equivalent to around £4–5 million today),
but his estate was by then worth around £8,000 a year (perhaps £900,000
today); J.H. Plumb argued the debts were of ‘no great significance in
relation to Walpole’s total estate’.
8
Not long after he left the premiership, Walpole’s health started to deteri-
orate. He was ill in 1743 and by 1744 was suffering more or less continuous
pain from kidney stones, with internal haemorrhaging and blood in his
urine. After a terrible, jolting carriage journey to London in November
1744 (called to town by the King, who wanted his advice), his condition
worsened. His doctors’ treatment made things worse, their medicines splin-
tering the stone(s), which then lacerated his bladder. He was in constant
pain in his last few weeks, sedated with large doses of opium, before dying
of kidney failure, aged 68, on 18 March 1745 at his house in London. He
was buried at Houghton.
9
Walpole would not be the last former prime minister to miss the excite-
ments and challenges of active political life and to complain about the
‘many tedious hours in my present retirement’.
10
But he had not been com-
pletely sidelined or ignored or banished to the outer darkness. He had
finished up in the House of Lords, not the Tower of London. It had not
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