I e is most true . . . . . I te foortients ( of cy h me.

        IN tre of t City of London lies a small neiging of a cluster of narroreets and courts, of very venerable and debilitated tLE BRItAIN. C C.

        Bartal bound it on t; Smite Street, like an arm of t from tern part of ty; reet separates it from Butce. Over ttle territory, ted, t dome of St. Pauls, servening ernoster Roe.

        ter derives its appellation from    times, ttany. As London increased, o t, and trade, creeping on at took possession of ted abodes. For some time Little Britain became t mart of learning, a, and, emigrating beyond t strait of reet, settled doernoster Ro. Pauls ue to increase and multiply even at t day.

        But, to dee, Little Britain still bears     traces of its former splendor. to tumble dos of uralist to classify. te Street, certain remains of    o several tes. en be found tty tradesman, s trumpery furniture, burroiquated ?nery i rambling time-stained apartments ted ceilings, gilded ices, and enormous marble ?replaces. ts also tain many smaller    on so grand a scale, but, like your small a gentry, sturdily maintaining to equal antiquity.

        to treet, great bo in lead, grotesque carvings, and low arched doorways.*

        * It is evident t teresting unication itle of Little Britain, man of ttle lanes and courts t belong immediately to Cloth Fair.

        In t venerable and sered little     years of existence, fortably lodged in t but oldest edi?ces. My sitting-room is an old ed c off ure. I icular respect for ted ister days, and less ?gured in some of ttle Britain. to me to keep togeto look doempt upon ttomed neigry carry a y o associate. t of my sitting-room is taken up s for many geions, mingled    gentleman-like poetry, ten in cers y of Little Britain ion, and pay my bill regularly every    gentleman of to learn ternal state of a unity so apparently s up self, I o o all ts of the place.

        Little Britain may truly be called ts core of ty, trongrue Jo is a fragment of London as it s better days, s antiquated folks and fas preservation many of toms of yore. tants miously eat pancakes on Suesday,    cross-buns on Good Friday, and roast goose at Micters on Valentines Day, buroe at Cmas. Roast beef and plum-pudding are also itious veion, and port and sain true Englislandish beverages.

        Little Britain s long catalogue of city s sider t bell of St. Pauls, olls; t strike t St. Dunstans clock; t; tos in Guildill believe in dreams and fortuelling, and an old    lives in Bull-and-Moutreet makes a tolerable subsistence by deteg stolen goods and promising t to be rendered unfortable by     ets and eclipses, and if a dog    nig is looked upon as a sure sign of deat-stories current, particularly ing t is said strange sigimes seen. Lords and ladies, ttomed er in lappets, stays,    e igo be t proprietors in t-dresses.

        Little Britain s sages and great men. One of t important of tall, dry old gentleman of tenance, full of cavities and projes, acles.    of by tuffed alligators tles.    reader of almanad nes of plots, spiracies, ?res, eartions; o deal out to omers    time puts boto an uproar.    believer in omens and predis; and    Nixon and Moton by . No man    make so muc of an eclipse, or even an unusually dark day; and ail of t et over tomers and disciples until tened out of ts. ely got . t among t sibyls,    op of Bos ake place. trange jun, it     seems, rangely e to pass. tect ely on teeple of Boe, tually lie, che yard of his workshop.

        "Ot; as Mr. Skryme is aced to say, "may go star-gazing, and look for juns in t ion on t ions of astrologers." Sientous ogets anding t y-t; aings in all parts of t Ma plot in Cato Street; and, above all, turo England! All ter events are reted by Mr. Skyrme erious look and a dismal saken ed in tors uffed-sea-monsters, bottled serpents, and itle-page of tribulation, t gloom ttle Britain. t ted any good to e of taking do steeple, old not glad tidings, as tory of tington and    bears ness.

        ttle Britain is a substantial c of one of tly lodged as a round-bellied mite in t of one of tle standing and importance, and ends to Aldermanbury. aken in affairs of state,    ury, togetlemans Magazine, Rapins ory of England, and the Naval icle.

        ored est of time and use for turies. It is    "it is a moral impossible," so long as England is true to    anyto say on t of tional debt,    national bul of tle Britain until of late years, y of a Sunday e, o take o ead, e, and otoropolis telescope and endeav to descry teeple of St.

        Bart a stage-coacreet but touc as e a patron at t. Pauls C for o make an expedition tate, but    doubts of teamboats, and ioo advanced in life to uake sea-voyages.

        Little Britain s fas and divisions, and party spirit ran very    oime, in sequence of t;Burial Societies" bei up in ts meeting at tronized by t t is needless to say t tter    ?ouris ea as to t mode of being buried, tive merits of cogets on t of patent iron s. I ion discussed in all its bearings as to ty    tter on at of ty. ties e; but time prevailing troversy, ttle Britain beiremely solicitous of funeral ably in their graves.

        Besides ties te a different cast, o t meets once a    a little old-fas by a jolly publi of taff, and bearing for insignia a resple    seductive buns to catcy ruman, ire," "ine, Rum, and Brandy Vaults," "Old tom, Rum, and pounds," etc. temple of Baccime immemorial. It affs, so t its ory is tolerably preserved by t landlord. It s and cavalieros of to nos of C aff principally prides    urnal rambles, broke tors aff. t of the landlord.

        ts tle Britain." tcories t are traditional in t to be met    of tropolis.

        taker    a merry song, but t of Little Britain, is bully agstaff ors ock of     songs and jokes, ion to geion as tle fello belly, a red face    merry eye, and a little s t o sing ;fession of Fait; ;Gammer Gurtons Needle." , to be sure, ions, as    from    anding favorite at t ten; nay,    en    before ty ary at Cmas mummeries, ain s glory.*

        * As mine    of t be familiar to ty of readers, and as it is a spe of t songs of Little Britain, I subjoin it in its inal ort table and clattering of pes.

        But, belly, God send thee good ale ynoughe,

        Cc.

        Cc.

        No tyll they nod and winke,

        And all poore soules t have scowred bowles,

        God save their wives,

        Cc.

        It o , ts of merriment, tcs of    voices, reet is lined eners, o t of gazing into a feers eams of a cook-shop.

        ts ir aion in Little Britain: t. Bartime of t gossiping and gadding about. te quiet streets of Little Britain are overrun ion of strange ?gures and faces; every tavern is a se of rout and revel. taproom m, noon, and nig eac eyes, s on one side, pipe in moutankard in e families,    up at otimes among my urnalia. ts ely set madding -So, ter, ted Mr. Paap, and t. too lavisoys and gilt gingerbread, and ?ll tian din of drums, trumpets, and penny wles.

        But t anniversary. to by tants of Little Britain as test potentate upo coac of rain, as t of earts.    in t t ey    ?rst knog at te of temple Bar and asking permission of t migy co cut do offends against ty of ty; and ttle man    per on s at tate coacy saff. Odds blood! if    sy itself is not safe.

        Ue of ty potele Britain sleep in peace. temple Bar is an effectual barrier against all interior foes; and as tn invasion, t to to torain-bands, and put tanding army of Beef-eaters under arms, and o the world!

        ts os os otle Britain    to t fungous metropolis. I    as a c, ional cer e and degeneracy. I    of    prevailed t it; for t nos of ties, yet t tra clouds and soon passed a ed    beheir backs.

        I could give rare descriptions of snug juing parties at om-e-tickle-me, and otimes ry dao tune of Sir Roger de Coverley. Once a year also togety to Epping Forest. It o see t t took place ed on trees. s of laug ttle agstaff and taker! After dioo, t blindmans-buff and    o see tangled among to o alk politics, for t out a o pass aime in try. to be sure, get a little ; but tes ed by refereo a ly pre, managed someo decide in favor of boties.

        All empires, orian, are doomed to s. Luxury and innovation creep in, fas arise, and families noion and intrigues tem into fusion.

        tter days ranquillity of Little Britain been grievously disturbed and its golden simplicity of maeal subversion by tired butcher.

        t ttle Britain, and everybody endan t oric over it; tely smitten    up a one- a bit of gold lace round t, and alk aation of to play at Pope-Joan or blindmans-buff; t quadrilles, ain; and took to reading novels, talking bad Frencoo, o an attorney, set up for a dandy and a critic, cers o unknos, and alking about Kean, t;Edinburg;

        ill o o invite any of t t deal of genteel pany from ts to. tance from Grays Inn Lane and ton Garden, and not less ters. t to be fotten or fiven. All Little Britain tling and jingling of    be seen popping t-caps out at every c of virulent old ies t kept a look-out from a    opposite tired butcicised every o k the door.

        t open o say to t is true t Mrs. Lamb, y acquaintale ea-juings to some of ;quite," as s;in a friendly ; and it is equally true t ations ed, in spite of all previous voo trary. Nay, t and be deligo strum an Iriseo Mrs. Lambs aes of Alderman Plus family, of Portsoken ard, and timberlakes, tc ted tes by vassing at t gossiping vocatio    all to pieces.

        t could not be made fasired butc Lamb, in spite of    ty old fellotled like     ters alleman, addressed ;papa" in tones of in?nite softness, and endeavored to coax o a dressing-golemanly s. Do , tcurdy nature y vulgar good- on coat of a m, dining at t of sausage ea."

        o sy of his family.

        o     a ?ing at "some people" and a    about "quality binding."

        ttled and perplexed t butcers, e policy of taking advantage of ta lengto give up ernoons pipe and tankard at agstaffs, to sit after dinner by ake    of port--a liquor ested--and to nod in ary and dismal gentility.

        t noing along treets in Frencs alking and laug it distressed t so far as to attempt patronage, and actually induced a Freo set up in t ttle Britain took ?re at it, and did so persecute t o pack up ?ddle and dang-pumps and decamp ation t ely fot to pay for his lodgings.

        I tered myself, at ?rst,    all tion on t of ty ion, and I applauded t pt tart pride, Frenc I grieve to say t I soon perceived tion aken    my neiger ning, o follouning o let ters er at Frenc t take a fes, precisely like t Little Britain.

        I still    all t t move out of t die, torneys apprentices, and t quiet and simplicity migored to ty.

        But unluckily a rival po oilman died, a a ure and a family of buxom daug at t fat do aspirings. tion, being norained, broke out into a blaze, and took t tc is true t t start, urally an advantage of ttle bad Frences; but trotters    to be distanced. s, trotters mounted four and of trotters    to be be not boast of as good pany, yet twice as merry.

        ty    lengtself into fasions uom-e-tickle-me are entirely discarded; tting up an    try dance; and on my attempting to kiss a young lady uletoe last Cmas, I ly repulsed, t "s; Bitter rivalry    as to t fas of Little Britain, tanding up for ty of Cross-Keys Square, and trotters for ty of St. Bartholomews.

        ttle territory torn by fas and internal dissensions, like t empire    alent at prognostics, to determi it erminate in total downfall of genuine John Bullism.

        te effects are extremely unpleasant to me. Being a single man, and, as I observed before, ratleman by profession in tand ties, and o    sels and mutual backbitings. As I am too civil not to agree ted myself most ies by abusing ts. I migo recile to my sce, ing one, but I ot to my apprerotters ever e to a reciliation and pare notes, I     am ruined!

        I ermio beat a retreat in time, and am actually looking out for some ot in t city    up, radesmen. teran rat, en ao my present abode, and leave tions of trotters to divide tracted empire of LIttLE BRItAIN.
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