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Title: The century illustrated monthly magazine
Year: 1882 (1880s)
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Subjects: American literature
Publisher: New York : Century Co.
Contributing Library: Lincoln Financial Foundation Collection
Digitizing Sponsor: The Institute of Museum and Library Services through an Indiana State Library LSTA Grant

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ALONG THE TOW-PATH. spinner, sinking deeper and deeper into debt,over-burdened with literary work, and makingdesperate efforts (with the aid of brandy andwater) to sustain his reputation as a diner-out,is a profoundly depressing one. It was whileHook was at Egmont Lodge that the authorof Ingoldsby Legends, calling one day atthe house in its masters absence, left the fol-lowing impromptu lines behind him—lineswhich Mr. Locker has thought good enoughto be preserved in Lyra Elegantiarum : As Dick and I Were a-sailing byAt Fulham bridge, I cocked my eye, And says I, * Add-zooks ! Theres Theodore Hooks,Whose Sayings and Doings made such pretty books. I wonder, says I, Still keeping my eyeOn the house, if hes in — I should like to try. With his oar on his knee, Says Dick, says he, Father, suppose you land and see! A LITERARY RAMBLE. 179
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HAMMERSMITH MALL. What, land and sea, Says I to he, Together! why, Dick, why, how can that be ? And my comical son, Who is fond of fun,I thought would have split his sides at the pun. So we rows to shore,And knocks at the door — When William, a man Ive seen often before,Makes answer and says, Masters gone in a chaise Calld a homnibus, drawn by a couple of bays. , So I says then, Just lend me a pen ; I will, sir, says William, politest of men ;So having no card, these poetical brayingsAre the record I leave of my doings and sayings. Omnibuses, it will be perceived, were stillstrange objects in June, 1834. Somewherenear Hooks house must have stood the oldSwan Inn from which the ferrymen defied Wal- pole, and to which Marryat refers in JacobFaithful. It was supposed to date from Wil-liam III., and was burnt down as late as 1871.But I am straying from my route, which liesby Fulham Palace. As I pass out between Pryors Bank andthe church-yard, I enter upon the BishopsWalk. The river flows

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