drunkardry

— When the hour of departure arrives, you see the pavement and carriage way of Bow Street studded with a choice assemblage of the raggedry, ruffianry, felonry, misery, drunkardry, and drabbery, whom the infamous hundred of Drury [Lane], and the scarcely less infamous tithing of Covent [Garden], have cast out into a thoroughfare which, two hours hence, will be re-echoing to the wheels of carriages bearing noble lords and ladies to listen to the delicious [Angiolina] Bosio in the “Traviata,” or the enchanting notes of [Enrico] Tamberlik in “Otello.”