Chatsworth, Derbyshire - History

History

John Marius Wilson's Imperial Gazetteer of England and Wales (1870-1872) says -

CHATSWORTH, an extra-parochial tract, containing a grand seat of the Duke of Devonshire, in Bakewell district, Derby; on the river Derwent, 3½ miles NE of Bakewell. Pop., 53. Houses, 8. The domain was held for the Crown at the Conquest by William Peveril; passed to the Leches and the Agards; and was purchased, in the 16th century, by Sir William Cavendish. A quadrangular mausion, defended by towers, was founded on it by Sir William, and completed by his widow, the famous Countess of Shrewsbury; was the prison, for several years, of Mary Queen of Scots; was the prison also of Marshal Tallard, taken at Blenheim; was held alternately by the parliamentarians and the royalists in the civil wars; and was, for some time, the abode of Hobbes of Malmsbury, as family tutor, and the place where he wrote his ' ' Wonders of the Peak;" but has entirely disappeared. The present mansion was chiefly built in 1687-1706, by the first Duke of Devonshire, after designs by Talman and Wren...

John Bartholomew's Gazetteer of the British Isles says -

Chatsworth, par., N. Derbyshire, on river Derwent, 2½ miles NE. of Bakewell and 21½ miles NW. of Derby, 1292 ac. (45 water), pop. 60. Chatsworth Hall, seat of the Duke of Devonshire, is one of the noblest residences in England. The park is over 11 miles in circuit, and the gardens cover an area of 12 ac. Mary Queen of Scots was imprisoned in the old mansion (1570-84). The present edifice was begun in 1688, and was finished in 1840, the additions being made at long intervals.

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