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CONTENTS OF VOL. II.
History of St. Giles and St. James, the (By the Editor) 1, 97, 193, 289,
Fall of Napoleon, the, an Historical Memoir
Memoirs of Sophia Dorothea, Consort of George I.
IX. “He hasn't a friend in the world but me," said Blast
X. Jingo showing St. Giles his mother's grave .
XI. “God be blessed, sir-and is it indeed you ?”.
XII. “A little ragged head was thrust from the bed's foot”
THE HISTORY OF ST. GILES AND ST. JAMES. *
BY THE EDITOR.
“ What's the matter now ?” cried St. Giles, pale and aghast ; for instantly he believed himself detected ; instantly saw the gaol, the gallows, and the hangman. “What's the matter?” he cried, trembling from head to foot.
“ What's the matter ?” roared the barber, “ only a little bit of murder, that's all—and that's nothing to chaps like you.
Terrible as was the charge, nevertheless St. Giles felt himself somewhat relieved : he was not, he found, apprehended as the escaped convict : that was yet unknown; and, oddly enough, with the accusation of bloodshed on him, he felt comparatively tranquil. “ Murder, is it,” he said, “well, who 's murdered? And whoever he is, why is it to be me who 's killed him—tell me that !” “ Did you ever hear?” said the barber.
“A chap, with rags on him, not fit to scare birds in a bean-field, and yet talks like one of us ! I should like to know where such as you get crown
“ Never mind-never mind,” said the host of the Lamb and Star, “ that 's justice's work—not ours.
• Justice's work!” exclaimed the hostess—now pressing foremost of the crowd—“and what will justice do for us? When justice has hanged the ragamuffin, will justice give back the character of the house? Who 'll come to the Lamb and Star, when
* Continued from page 489,--Vol. I, NO. VII. VOL. II.