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  Itisoneofmyfancies,thatevenmyidlestwalkmustalwayshaveitsappointeddestination。IsetmyselfataskbeforeIleavemylodginginCovent-gardenonastreetexpedition,andshouldnomorethinkofalteringmyroutebytheway,orturningbackandleavingapartofitunachieved,thanIshouldthinkoffraudulentlyviolatinganagreemententeredintowithsomebodyelse。Theotherday,findingmyselfunderthiskindofobligationtoproceedtoLimehouse,Istartedpunctuallyatnoon,incompliancewiththetermsofthecontractwithmyselftowhichmygoodfaithwaspledged。

  Onsuchanoccasion,itismyhabittoregardmywalkasmybeat,andmyselfasahighersortofpolice-constabledoingdutyonthesame。ThereismanyaruffianinthestreetswhomImentallycollarandclearoutofthem,whowouldseemightylittleofLondon,Icantellhim,ifIcoulddealwithhimphysically。

  Issuingforthuponthisverybeat,andfollowingwithmyeyesthreehulkinggarrottersontheirwayhome,-whichhomeIcouldconfidentlysweartobewithinsomanyyardsofDrury-lane,insuchanarrowandrestricteddirectionthoughtheyliveintheirlodgingquiteasundisturbedasIinmine,-IwentondutywithaconsiderationwhichIrespectfullyoffertothenewChiefCommissioner,-inwhomIthoroughlyconfideasatriedandefficientpublicservant。HowoftenthoughtIhaveIbeenforcedtoswallow,inpolice-reports,theintolerablestereotypedpillofnonsense,howthatthepolice-constableinformedtheworthymagistratehowthattheassociatesoftheprisonerdid,atthatpresentspeaking,dwellinastreetorcourtwhichnomandaredgodown,andhowthattheworthymagistratehadheardofthedarkreputationofsuchstreetorcourt,andhowthatourreaderswoulddoubtlessrememberthatitwasalwaysthesamestreetorcourtwhichwasthusedifyinglydiscoursedabout,sayonceafortnight。

  Now,supposethataChiefCommissionersentroundacirculartoeverydivisionofpoliceemployedinLondon,requiringinstantlythenamesinalldistrictsofallsuchmuch-puffedstreetsorcourtswhichnomandurstgodown;andsupposethatinsuchcircularhegaveplainwarning,’Ifthoseplacesreallyexist,theyareaproofofpoliceinefficiencywhichImeantopunish;andiftheydonotexist,butareaconventionalfiction,thentheyareaproofoflazytacitpoliceconnivancewithprofessionalcrime,whichIalsomeantopunish’-whatthen?Fictionsorrealities,couldtheysurvivethetouchstoneofthisatomofcommonsense?Totellusinopencourt,untilithasbecomeastriteafeatureofnewsasthegreatgooseberry,thatacostlypolice-systemsuchaswasneverbeforeheardof,hasleftinLondon,inthedaysofsteamandgasandphotographsofthievesandelectrictelegraphs,thesanctuariesandstewsoftheStuarts!Why,aparityofpractice,inalldepartments,wouldbringbackthePlagueintwosummers,andtheDruidsinacentury!

  Walkingfasterundermyshareofthispublicinjury,Ioverturnedawretchedlittlecreature,who,clutchingattheragsofapairoftrouserswithoneofitsclaws,andatitsraggedhairwiththeother,patteredwithbarefeetoverthemuddystones。Istoppedtoraiseandsuccourthispoorweepingwretch,andfiftylikeit,butofbothsexes,wereaboutmeinamoment,begging,tumbling,fighting,clamouring,yelling,shiveringintheirnakednessandhunger。ThepieceofmoneyIhadputintotheclawofthechildI

  hadover-turnedwasclawedoutofit,andwasagainclawedoutofthatwolfishgripe,andagainoutofthat,andsoonIhadnonotioninwhatpartoftheobscenescuffleinthemud,ofragsandlegsandarmsanddirt,themoneymightbe。Inraisingthechild,Ihaddrawnitasideoutofthemainthoroughfare,andthistookplaceamongsomewoodenhoardingsandbarriersandruinsofdemolishedbuildings,hardbyTempleBar。

  Unexpectedly,fromamongthememergedagenuinepolice-constable,beforewhomthedreadfulbrooddispersedinvariousdirections,hemakingfeintsanddartsinthisdirectionandinthat,andcatchingnothing。Whenallwerefrightenedaway,hetookoffhishat,pulledoutahandkerchieffromit,wipedhisheatedbrow,andrestoredthehandkerchiefandhattotheirplaces,withtheairofamanwhohaddischargedagreatmoralduty,-asindeedhehad,indoingwhatwassetdownforhim。Ilookedathim,andIlookedaboutatthedisorderlytracesinthemud,andIthoughtofthedropsofrainandthefootprintsofanextinctcreature,hoaryagesuponagesold,thatgeologistshaveidentifiedonthefaceofacliff;andthisspeculationcameoverme:Ifthismudcouldpetrifyatthismoment,andcouldlieconcealedherefortenthousandyears,Iwonderwhethertheraceofmenthentobeoursuccessorsontheearthcould,fromtheseoranymarks,bytheutmostforceofthehumanintellect,unassistedbytradition,deducesuchanastoundinginferenceastheexistenceofapolishedstateofsocietythatborewiththepublicsavageryofneglectedchildreninthestreetsofitscapitalcity,andwasproudofitspowerbyseaandland,andneveruseditspowertoseizeandsavethem!

  Afterthis,whenIcametotheOldBaileyandglancedupittowardsNewgate,Ifoundthattheprisonhadaninconsistentlook。Thereseemedtobesomeunluckyinconsistencyintheatmospherethatday;

  forthoughtheproportionsofSt。Paul’sCathedralareverybeautiful,ithadanairofbeingsomewhatoutofdrawing,inmyeyes。Ifeltasthoughthecrossweretoohighup,andperchedupontheinterveninggoldenballtoofaraway。

  Facingeastward,IleftbehindmeSmithfieldandOldBailey,-fireandfaggot,condemnedhold,publichanging,whippingthroughthecityatthecart-tail,pillory,branding-iron,andotherbeautifulancestrallandmarks,whichrudehandshaverootedup,withoutbringingthestarsquitedownuponusasyet,-andwentmywayuponmybeat,notinghowoddlycharacteristicneighbourhoodsaredividedfromoneanother,hereabout,asthoughbyaninvisiblelineacrosstheway。Hereshallceasethebankersandthemoney-

  changers;hereshallbegintheshippinginterestandthenautical-

  instrumentshops;hereshallfollowascarcelyperceptibleflavouringofgroceriesanddrugs;hereshallcomeastronginfusionofbutchers;now,smallhosiersshallbeintheascendant;

  henceforth,everythingexposedforsaleshallhaveitsticketedpriceattached。Allthisasifspeciallyorderedandappointed。

  AsinglestrideatHoundsditchChurch,nowiderthansufficedtocrossthekennelatthebottomoftheCanon-gate,whichthedebtorsinHolyroodsanctuarywerewonttorelievetheirmindsbyskippingover,asScottrelates,andstandingindelightfuldaringofcatchpolesonthefreeside,-asinglestride,andeverythingisentirelychangedingrainandcharacter。Westofthestride,atable,orachestofdrawersonsale,shallbeofmahoganyandFrench-polished;eastofthestride,itshallbeofdeal,smearedwithacheapcounterfeitresemblinglip-salve。Westofthestride,apennyloaforbunshallbecompactandself-contained;eastofthestride,itshallbeofasprawlingandsplay-footedcharacter,asseekingtomakemoreofitselfforthemoney。MybeatlyingroundbyWhitechapelChurch,andtheadjacentsugar-refineries,-

  greatbuildings,tierupontier,thathavetheappearanceofbeingnearlyrelatedtothedock-warehousesatLiverpool,-Iturnedofftomyright,and,passingroundtheawkwardcorneronmyleft,camesuddenlyonanapparitionfamiliartoLondonstreetsafaroff。

  WhatLondonperipateticofthesetimeshasnotseenthewomanwhohasfallenforward,double,throughsomeaffectionofthespine,andwhoseheadhasoflatetakenaturntooneside,sothatitnowdroopsoverthebackofoneofherarmsataboutthewrist?Whodoesnotknowherstaff,andhershawl,andherbasket,asshegropesherwayalong,capableofseeingnothingbutthepavement,neverbegging,neverstopping,forevergoingsomewhereonnobusiness?Howdoesshelive,whencedoesshecome,whitherdoesshego,andwhy?Imindthetimewhenheryellowarmswerenaughtbutboneandparchment。Slightchangesstealoverher;forthereisashadowysuggestionofhumanskinonthemnow。TheStrandmaybetakenasthecentralpointaboutwhichsherevolvesinahalf-

  mileorbit。Howcomesshesofareastasthis?Andcomingbacktoo!Havingbeenhowmuchfarther?Sheisararespectacleinthisneighbourhood。Ireceiveintelligentinformationtothiseffectfromadog-alop-sidedmongrelwithafoolishtail,ploddingalongwithhistailup,andhisearspricked,anddisplayinganamiableinterestinthewaysofhisfellow-men,-ifImaybeallowedtheexpression。Afterpausingatapork-shop,heisjoggingeastwardlikemyself,withabenevolentcountenanceandawaterymouth,asthoughmusingonthemanyexcellencesofpork,whenhebeholdsthisdoubled-upbundleapproaching。Heisnotsomuchastonishedatthebundlethoughamazedbythat,asthecircumstancethatithaswithinitselfthemeansoflocomotion。Hestops,prickshisearshigher,makesaslightpoint,stares,uttersashort,lowgrowl,andglistensatthenose,-asIconceivewithterror。Thebundlecontinuingtoapproach,hebarks,turnstail,andisabouttofly,when,arguingwithhimselfthatflightisnotbecominginadog,heturns,andoncemorefacestheadvancingheapofclothes。Aftermuchhesitation,itoccurstohimthattheremaybeafaceinitsomewhere。Desperatelyresolvingtoundertaketheadventure,andpursuetheinquiry,hegoesslowlyuptothebundle,goesslowlyroundit,andcomingatlengthuponthehumancountenancedowntherewhereneverhumancountenanceshouldbe,givesayelpofhorror,andfliesfortheEastIndiaDocks。

  BeingnowintheCommercialRoaddistrictofmybeat,andbethinkingmyselfthatStepneyStationisnear,IquickenmypacethatImayturnoutoftheroadatthatpoint,andseehowmysmalleasternstarisshining。

  TheChildren’sHospital,towhichIgavethatname,isinfullforce。Allitsbedsareoccupied。Thereisanewfaceonthebedwheremyprettybabylay,andthatsweetlittlechildisnowatrestforever。Muchkindsympathyhasbeenheresincemyformervisit,anditisgoodtoseethewallsprofuselygarnishedwithdolls。IwonderwhatPoodlesmaythinkofthem,astheystretchouttheirarmsabovethebeds,andstare,anddisplaytheirsplendiddresses。Poodleshasagreaterinterestinthepatients。

  Ifindhimmakingtheroundofthebeds,likeahouse-surgeon,attendedbyanotherdog,-afriend,-whoappearstotrotaboutwithhiminthecharacterofhispupildresser。Poodlesisanxioustomakemeknowntoaprettylittlegirllookingwonderfullyhealthy,whohadhadalegtakenoffforcanceroftheknee。A

  difficultoperation,Poodlesintimates,wagginghistailonthecounterpane,butperfectlysuccessful,asyousee,dearsir!Thepatient,pattingPoodles,addswithasmile,’Thelegwassomuchtroubletome,thatIamgladit’sgone。’IneversawanythingindoggeryfinerthanthedeportmentofPoodles,whenanotherlittlegirlopenshermouthtoshowapeculiarenlargementofthetongue。

  Poodlesatthattimeonatable,tobeonalevelwiththeoccasionlooksatthetonguewithhisownsympatheticallyoutsoverygravelyandknowingly,thatIfeelinclinedtoputmyhandinmywaistcoat-pocket,andgivehimaguinea,wrappedinpaper。

  Onmybeatagain,andclosetoLimehouseChurch,itstermination,I

  foundmyselfneartocertain’Lead-Mills。’Struckbythename,whichwasfreshinmymemory,andfinding,oninquiry,thatthesesamelead-millswereidentifiedwiththosesamelead-millsofwhichImadementionwhenIfirstvisitedtheEastLondonChildren’sHospitalanditsneighbourhoodasUncommercialTraveller,I

  resolvedtohavealookatthem。

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