to use a chemical figure, my curiosity is so saturated with such exhibitions, that it requires something altogether new and strange to be taken up by it.

LETTER XII.

London, June 8, 1828.

Sunday. I did not expect to find this day much regarded in this vast metropolis; and though it is certainly less outwardly respected, than in our own city, yet upon the whole, so far as the morning is concerned, there is but little dif ference in those parts of the town through which I passed. Here and there you see a huxter of eatables, or a hawker of canes and other small articles in the street, but the shops are closed as much as with us, and most of the people seem going to church. I determined to worship at Rowland Hill's chapel,

and as this is at some distance from my lodgings on the Surrey side of the Thames, I had an opportunity of seeing something du ring my walk. The first thing I noticed was the Sunday school children. I met a number of companies of them, both of boys and girls. Each school had a peculiar uniform, as I have before mentioned, and they marched in regular double file after their teachers, from the school-rooms to the church. I saw also a funeral passing by; the train of black carriages drawn by black horses, with great black plumes on their heads, and strips of black cloth hanging from their backs, brought to my mind a similar exhibition mentioned by Pope:

"They bear about the mockery of wo," &c. &c.

On my way I passed through Temple Bar and the Temple. Temple Bar is a heavy stone archway, which crosses the street and separates the Strand from Fleet street. Besides the great arch for wheeled carriages, it has two posterns for foot passengers. It is the only gate in the old city boundaries now remaining. When you pass from the Strand to the East through this gate, you enter the city; though the largest and finest part of the town is on the west of Temple Bar. Stone statues of distinguished persons are in niches over the gateway. Here, in other times, was exhibited the horrible spectacle of the reeking heads of persons executed for high treason. The Temple-thus called because the houses were formerly occupied

by the Knights Templars-is a vast assemblage of buildings, between Fleet street and the river, and as you know, are occupied principally by lawyers. I crossed the Thames by Blackfriar's bridge, a noble stone structure. The citizens of London unanimously voted that this bridge should be called William Pitt, but scarcely any one knows it by that illustrious name. It commands a fine view of St. Paul's cathedral, the Monument, the Tower, and several other publick edifices. Surrey chapel, which is near half a mile from the river, is an ugly angular building, but will contain a very large number of worshippers: I found it full to overflowing. Though sorry to learn that Mr. Hill was absent, yet I was glad to find that the cele