New-York daily tribune., 1856-04-26
4 VISIT TO NEWGATE MARKET.

Not proiessedly," We replied; although ne.
tive prompts us, We can be early stirring
"W,l, suppose l caA you at. o'clock 10 the
mo niDs, and tske you round through the London
markets.'
rucopsc;ou.ly q smile Of dsdain arose 10 our lps
ard visions Of Washington Market passed before our
mental gaEe. What there could possibly Be ina
chaos Of butchers carts and country wagons with +,
sckground Of hucksteriDg dealers oonfusedly mixed
mn in the stalls OF a dilapdated, unsightly market.
house. 10 call US ou, st such unwonted boar, passed
our understanding. We haIAded the sarmise that
the erraUd would hardly repay the labor.
Our frierd ike genuine Cockney, We found prided
himself not little upon all the sights Of London;
and as the metropolitan markets regarded as de-
c;ded fa.ure. our indifference a, his proposal rea.
..r,d him instantly volub'e in their behslf.
butchers are indisputaby an ungenus craft, b.
observed, but they by no means without claims
upon an Enghshmans attention. Apart from the mol
living considersto Of the many excellent and sab
stsptal dishes We derive from their hands We not
to forget that many nsmes inscribed ON the roll Of
fame have proceeded from the clesver and chopPng.
block. Shakespeare, You will remember, - said by
some early authorities 10 have been the son Of
butcher; and the proud Wosey shouldered butch
er. tray before he mounted the Cardinals hat. Marx
Akenside and Henry Kirke White were also de.
sconded from that fraternity; and more than one Of
our distinguished philosophical writers have proceeded
from Tie same craft
We smiled at our friends sudden eoquencs, and the
recollection that the source whence upward Of two
millions ard quarter of people derived their daily
food could net be without some sslent points TO
foreigner, we confessed ourselves prevailed upon by
his arguments, and promised to be moving in time to
receive his early call in the morning.
Punctual at the hour, we heard our friends tintn.
nabuaut summons at the door, and there being no one
stirring in the house we descended from and
admitted him to the general parlor, while we per-
formed our hasty toilet.
The street in which we held our temporary quarters
will be known to most of our readers who have visited
the British capital, it being Blackfrars Road which,
although lying on the questionable side OF the Thames
is cuc of the main arteries of London, and viewed from
the bridge which it leads from, prese.s as handsome
and open an appearance as any street in Europe.
II was clear, braciug Autumn morning, and We had
not inhaled many mouthfuls OF the fresh air. before
felt our spirits lcfustd with unwonted elasticity, and
isposition engendtred to enjoy hugely everything
that fell ber cath our gaze.
Proce eding in the direction of the bridge were
passed by numbers of butchers carts, driven rapidly
on, the tredcsmen living in the suburban towns of
Camberwell, Deptford, or Lewisham, and being in
haste to make their early purch ises in order - be
back in time to meet the wants Of their customers.
AT the corners Of several small streets, pass rude
inprcvised coffee stands-the vepder busy dspens-
ing his steamDg beverage, together with substantial
elic,s Of bread to a numerous body of impatient
tatterdemalion customers, who were seated on long
benches and eating away as il for life. Most OF
a. I.-r - th.fr aid op1
were informed by friend that the patrons OF this
humble AmPhitryon chiefly costeunOngers, on
their way to Farringdon or BiIrgseate market for
supply of fish or vegetables, which they itinerate
through the streets during the day These stalls are
removed at an eaIly hour by the police and the po-
lite oiterer has no idea of the business transacted while
he sleeps.
Arrived at the bridge, we fain to pause a feS
moments to contemplate the scene. Through the day
the bridges are so crowded with neyer-restng thrvng
Of passengers pouing 10 opposing streams that
"Amids; the hum, The crowd, the saoek 0f men,,
our etlugs are affected in measure as Byron
descrbes hs To- be- aud all Of poetry 10 shut out
from the mind. But now that the scene com.
peratively TO ourselves, and could pause in re-
cess of the bridge, AID look over into the fetting
stream below without danger of having our pocket
ri, .ed By swell .lobsman, Of becoming the object
OF urxoLs solcitude to policeman who plants hun
sell b. our side Illustrate suspected intention OF
self destruction, felt at liberty to enjoy all tho
Guiot beauty Of the scene. Locking along the road
We had just treversed lying before Us, futless in its
regularity, and narrowing at its approach to the
bridge two sweeping symmetrical curves, scarcely
aroyng object marred the purity Of its clear VISTA
On the city e, in all directions, our gaze alghed
upon every variety Of towering sprc and looming
above ali in massive grandeur the huge dome oil
the Cathedral Of S. Paul. Far beneath us, to the
right CLEANED tho bright yerdure Of the Temple Gar
ds the gay resort Of the parched citizens ever since
the days Of Addison and IN the distance looking like
al enumelled lawn Of Calypsos fairy isle. Before us
flowed the majestic Thames leaning upon its silent
breast-not the gided gondoas of the Adratic but
the more porderous and useful barges Of the collier
ard the hay dealer borne upward with the in
coming tide, and each nayigated between the
arches Of the bridge by crew of two men, who
dip the blades of their long sweeps in the water and
wiithe ard exhaust themselves with the resistance
offered by the wave, rs though each man were an
Archmedes, bent upon moving the world Some such
feelings as Wordsworth has given expression to in his
exqui.to sonnet on Westminster Bridge impressed
then selves on mind, and the noble poetry lac has
uttered found literal Interpretation in the scene be-
fore US:
Th. CITY now doe. like a garment
Tte beauty Of the m0ruiug; silent bare,
ships towers, dones theaters, and temples lie
Oyen the helds and % The sky,
All bright a d sli''criLg in the srnokeles All
Never dii srn more beautifully steep; g.,
In bis hrst spleEdor. valley, roek or hills
Es'er saw l. felt calm 20 deep.
The river glideth al his own sweet Will
Deer God The very houses seem asleep
AID all Al uui.l ~ art &