toassistintheperformances，anditwaspleasanttonoticefranticgarlandsofinscriptiononthewalls，especiallyaddressingthosepoorinnocentsincharactersimpossibleforthemtodecipher。
Therewasaremarkablyagreeablesmellofpomatuminthiscongregation。
But，inothercases，rotandmildewanddeadcitizensformedtheuppermostscent，while，infusedintoitinadreamywaynotatalldispleasing，wasthestaplecharacteroftheneighbourhood。InthechurchesaboutMark-lane，forexample，therewasadrywhiffofwheat；andIaccidentallystruckanairysampleofbarleyoutofanagedhassockinoneofthem。FromRood-lanetoTower-street，andthereabouts，therewasoftenasubtleflavourofwine:sometimes，oftea。OnechurchnearMincing-lanesmeltlikeadruggist’sdrawer。BehindtheMonumenttheservicehadaflavourofdamagedoranges，which，alittlefurtherdowntowardstheriver，temperedintoherrings，andgraduallytonedintoacosmopolitanblastoffish。Inonechurch，theexactcounterpartofthechurchintheRake’sProgresswheretheheroisbeingmarriedtothehorribleoldlady，therewasnospecialityofatmosphere，untiltheorganshookaperfumeofhidesalloverusfromsomeadjacentwarehouse。
Bethescentwhatitwould，however，therewasnospecialityinthepeople。Therewereneverenoughofthemtorepresentanycallingorneighbourhood。Theyhadallgoneelsewhereover-night，andthefewstragglersinthemanychurcheslanguishedthereinexpressively。
AmongtheUncommercialtravelsinwhichIhaveengaged，thisyearofSundaytraveloccupiesitsownplace，apartfromalltherest。