eleven o’clock
Turn a man out with his digestion in perfect order , with the spring in the air and in his veins , and he will cheer anything , any Lewis , Lord Liverpool , dog , cat , or rat who may cross his path . Not that this is intended as a sufficient explanation of the Bourbon reception . Far from it ; but it does mitigate it a trifle . At eleven o'clock in the forenoon two troops of the Oxford Blues drew up at Kilburn turnpike to await the sacred arrival . The Prince Regent himself went as far as Stanmore to meet his August Brother . When the August Brother reached the village , the excited inhabitants thereof took the horses out of the carriage and drew him through the street . The Prince , standing at the door of the principal inn , was in readiness to salute him , and this he did by embracing him !