Living London; its work and its play, its humour and and its pathos, its sights and its scenes; . tfitters windows blossom out into oilskinsuits and ready stockedsea-chests; while in theMinories, hard b), theoriginal wooden midship-man continues to shootthe sun, as he has doneyear in and year out sincethe days of Solomon Gillsand Captain Cuttle. But that we may the better resist the temptation to indiscriminateand discursive rambling, we had betterconduct our explorations in a systematicmanner, and, to begin with, we will see whatis going on on the river itself. With thisend in \iew we make ou
Living London; its work and its play, its humour and and its pathos, its sights and its scenes; . tfitters windows blossom out into oilskinsuits and ready stockedsea-chests; while in theMinories, hard b), theoriginal wooden midship-man continues to shootthe sun, as he has doneyear in and year out sincethe days of Solomon Gillsand Captain Cuttle. But that we may the better resist the temptation to indiscriminateand discursive rambling, we had betterconduct our explorations in a systematicmanner, and, to begin with, we will see whatis going on on the river itself. With thisend in \iew we make our way to the OldSwan Pier, just above London Bridge, andwhile we are considering the best methodof achieving our object a voice hails usfrom the shore gangwaj: Want a boat, mister ? The speaker is a seedy-looking individualof a semi-nautical cut, with an inflamedcountenance surmounted by a blue peakedcap, and as we look up he points to a pairof watermens skiffs that lie alongside thepier, with their painters hitched on to astanchion, and repeats the question. And now we come to think of it, a. RAISING THE BASCULES OE THE TOWER BRIDGE. LONDON r^i:i.()w ,] 255
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