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    her pockets , with apples , oranges , cakes , a top , two whistles , and three balls which came over her master ' s wall , heaven knows how mysteriously—presents these for her ' nevies and nieces , bless their dear little hearts ! '—some of her mistress ' s cast-off things ; a large lump of dripping ; some tea and sugar—mind , of her own purchasing ; and an extensive miscellany of broken victuals ,

    are done up in a bundle for the poor widow who was like a mother to her when she was a little motherless girl : She doesn ' t mind carrying such things through the streets on a Sunday—not she—though the housemaid over the way thinks it very vulgar , and , for her part , wouldn ' t do no such thing to oblige nobody : 'but then the housemaid < over the way' has not half the heart that Betty has , which makes all the difference . So there she goes , —

    Joyful as sailor in his bounding bark ; Wild as the stag that spurna his narrow park ; Light as the young chamois , blythe as the mountain lark ;' —her heart shining in her eyes ; an universal philanthropist

    though she does not know the word ; looking at everything with a hasty glance of curiosity , and at everybody with a goodnature and kindliness , as if she liked everybody and everything . She has given away a shilling ' s-worth of coppers already to beggars and crossing-sweepers , who have sinecures now the roads are

    dusty—no matter to Betty ; she cannot resist an appeal to her heart for the soul of her : —she has treated two little boys to a pennyworth of gooseberry-fool , because she saw them devouring it with their eyes , and found they had no pocket-money ; she has picked up three tumbled little ones , wiped their faces of the dust , and given them a penny a-piece not to cry . She deserves to be Mrs . Crump , especially as Crump is doing well , and is a

    worthy , honest fellow . Why , there he is !—he has met her c quite promiskus , ' as he says , but any one may read in his eyes that that is a trick of love ;—he puts her arm in his ; insists upon carrying her bundle ; and away they go—Betty blushing and embarrassed , but happy—Crump proud of his dear little Betty , and not unconscious of the untarnished merit of his top-boots . It is a match .

    Such is one picture , with a description of some of the prominent figures in the foreground , of a London Sunday . C . W .

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    570 A London Sunday .

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Aug. 2, 1834, page 570, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2636/page/40/