some of those notorious parts of London, where one shrinks at the vices by which poor human nature is held in bondage. Admired, anew, the symmetry of the Monument; the adaptation of the Bank of England to its tenacious purposes, and the splendid mansion of my Lord Mayor. Stopped at St. Mary's, Woolwich,—the church where the voice of the devout John Newton invited sinners to repentance, and heard the weekly morning lecture, delivered there by the Rev. Mr. Dale, whose appearance and elocution were exceedingly pleasing, and who has given evidence of poetical genius, as well as of a spirit of piety.
Indebted for an exploration of most of the last-named places, to the politeness of Mrs. Oldfield, at whose house, at Champion Hill, I saw one of the most interesting pictures, a family of twelve beautiful and highly educated children, the youngest of whom had surpassed early childhood, surrounding happy and dignified parents, all fondly attached to each other, and mingling their voices in perfect harmony with the music of the harp and piano.
In the rearing of large and healthful families, me-thought old Albion far excelled her ambitious daughter in the West. Climate may have something to do with their physical vigor, but habit still more. The little ones breathe daily the open air. Their muscles are educated. They are simply fed on "food convenient for them." Their own dinner is usually at twelve, and their appetites not excited by exposure to a table of varied viands, or rich condiments, which enervate adult
