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g to spell the name; a sort of curly kindergarten lesson, 1 fact. Here 1x block of a dozen such little squares, with the dlustrations all very clear and un- mistakable, except the oyster, which looks rather like a tortoise (but might be a hedgehog), and Job, who might be Pontius Pilate or Nebuchadnezzar. It 1s to be observed that over Job's hcad a crown 1s placed, so that something 1s done to com- pensate him for his troubles, even 1in grand- father’s picture-book. The temple is evi- dentlv mtended for Dr. Parker’s on the Viaduct before the tower was built, and the side spaces are flled in with trees i order to avord advertising the adjoining establish- ments. Next door to the temple 1s a very
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hue trumpet, with a hearthrug hanging on 1it, and just below the trumpet 1s a hat, of the fashion worn by grandfather’'s father. A bow 15 generously thrown in with the violin, although not in the specification, and the relative proportions of the different objects arc striking. Thus the moth 15 a great deal bigger than the temple, and the ovster 1s as large as Job's head.
The * Cries of London" were favourite subjects with the compilers of these books.
We o reproduce a cut of a gingerbread seller. Gringerbread, by the bye, seems to
have become quite a thing of the past, and nothing remains to us of it but these pic- tures, and the proverb about rubbing the gilt off it. This particular cut i1s actually a portrait—a portrait of the most famous
2OK of all the ginger- bread scllers, “Tiddy-doll.” He s represented in Hogarth's print of the exccution of the * Idle Appren- tice,” sclling oin- ocrbread to o the crowd. He was a great character in his wav, and dress-
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being a handsome old fellow, and tall, he attracted notice evervwhere. Nobody knew his name, and he had that of * Tiddy-doll from the song-burden with which he inter- spersed his patter, thus: “ Mary, Mary, where arce vou now, Mary 7 1 live, when at
““cucUMBERS 77 home, at the second housce in Tattle Ball- street, two stepsunderground, witha wiskum riskum, and a why-not. Mv shop 1s on the sccond floor back, with a brass knocker at Ul . he do(')r. Hcfc's Vour nice ginger- W[l bread, your spice oingerbread, all ready to melt m your mouth likc a rcd-hot brick- bat. Ti-tiddy ti- ti, ti-tiddy ti-ti, ti- tiddy ti-tn, tiddy doll-Toll." His nickname has sur- vived to the pre- sent dayv o the proverbial expres-