. Zigzag journeys in Europe : vacation rambles in historic lands. all outside seemed a world of cabmen. London ! —.the worlds great city, the nations bazaar, — where hu-manity runs in no fixed channels, but ceaselessly ebbs and flows likethe sea. Cabs, cabs! then a swift rattle through rattling vehicles,going in every direction, on, on, on ! Names of places read in histo-ries and story-books pass before the eye. The tides of travel every-where seem to overflow; all is bewildering, confusing. What a mapa mans mind must be to thread the innumerable streets of London ! The Class stopped at a popu
. Zigzag journeys in Europe : vacation rambles in historic lands. all outside seemed a world of cabmen. London ! —.the worlds great city, the nations bazaar, — where hu-manity runs in no fixed channels, but ceaselessly ebbs and flows likethe sea. Cabs, cabs! then a swift rattle through rattling vehicles,going in every direction, on, on, on ! Names of places read in histo-ries and story-books pass before the eye. The tides of travel every-where seem to overflow; all is bewildering, confusing. What a mapa mans mind must be to thread the innumerable streets of London ! The Class stopped at a popular hotel in a fine part of the city,called the West End. It is pleasanter and more economical to takefurnished lodgings in London, if one is to remain in the city for aweek or more, but as Master Lewis was to allow the boys but a fewdays visit, he took them to a hotel in a quarter where the best Londonlife could be seen. VS IN HISTORIi LANDS, rhe London cabs meet the impatient strangers want., at once,aml tlll on rattling in then about the city, out of the. \|:|;t V. quarter of stately houses into the gay streets oi trade,them indeed liki a1 worlds fair. which seeml LONDON. 175 This is Pall Mall [Pell Mell], said Frank to Tommy, as theircab rounded a corner. It seems to be all pell mell here, said Tommy. Had the poetbeen to London when he wrote, — Oh, then and there was hurrying to and fro ? ? But this street has a more quiet look. What splendid houses! Those, said Frank, are the houses of the famous LondonClubs. The first visit that the boys made was to that time-honored pile ofmagnificence into which kings and queens for centuries have gone tobe crowned and been carried to be buried, — Westminster Abbey. The party entered at the western entrance, which commands anawesome, almost oppressive, view of the interior. In the softenedlight of the stained windows rose a forest of columns, rich with artand grandly gloomy with the associations of antiquity. Far, far awavit str
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