Wichita eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1886-1890, 1890-02-01

PRIOR BOTTOMS WINDOW IN ST. BARTHOLO-
NEWS CHURCH.
A little farther to the right lies the noisy,
muddy, crowded thoroughfare of Aldersgate
street. from which the last of its famous
al,iers has long since vanished as utterly as
that "commodious garden house" in which
more than two centuries ago Worthy Master
JOIN Milton enjoyed that quiet seciusion
which every studious man loveth, +" but which
tho great poet would now seek in vain on the
sa ne spot, with the traffic Of all London roar
ing past his door and the rafting, shrieking
trains Of the Underground Metropolitan rail-
way shaking the very earth beneath his feet
every ten minutes.
Beyond it winds a struggling street of
dingy houses, which, shabby and unattrsc-
tive as it looks, is household word through
out the whole civilized world This is no other
than Goswell street, and that window may
perhaps be the very window from which MIR.
Pickwicks specialized face used to look out
upon the world every morning, and this door
the very door at which Sam Weller knocked
when he carried the last instailn1ent of his
in Ired masters rent to the ungrateful Mrs.
Ba.dell From this point, ages ago, the old
northern highway" Zigzagged away over
the swanpy flats of the great Bone Hill
century buried their dead-a name which
still survives in that of the city burial ground
of Dunhil Fields, where amid a crowd of
lesser English worthless rests the honored
dust of John Bunyan snd of Daniel Defoe
We're we to follow the dim, narrow tunnel
like windings of Cloth Fair or Cloth Work
ers Row, and the cobweb of dark lanes be
yond it, we should come ere long 10 another
spo. more famous than all Half way down
bus Ting Eastcheap, a gilded boar's head, pro-
jecing its huge tusks aud bristly snout over
the busy throng below, marks the ancient
site of the immortal .'BoareS Hedde Taverne
of Eastchepe." Here il was that red nosed
Barrlolph, and staggering Pistol, and SEN
ter 1ious Nym, aud sly, tricksy Poins, and the
reckless Prince himself with the grand quail
ties Of Henry already showing themselves
through the assumed wildRess of ''Madcap
Han rallied nightly around the vast full fed
bu!k and jolly, roguish, laughter brimuing
visage of Honest Jack FalStaf" They
were no saints, as Judge Gascoigne could
have told us; but they will still be fresh and
living in the memory Of all mankind when
many better men are forgotten
y hoarse believing and trampling of hoofs
breaks our day dream, ard we turn just in
time to see a drove of cattle vanish beneath
the huge iron arches Of the new Smithfied
meht market. which a newly arrived Arab
or Hmdoo, watching Its ccaSeieSS eddy of
VII skiing tales and tossing horns would prob
ably mistake tor some great temple of the
national deity, John Bah. But Smithfield
has other and nobier memories than those OF
mere buying and seiiing-memoricS that will
endure as long as England Itself This dav."
writes an honest London citizen in bis diary
for the year 1901. there were publ,,.ly
burned at Smithfeld five persons doomed t.
death by the queens roval grace as heretics
and blaspheTiers of the holy Catholic church,.
whereof three men, one woman, and a youth
of tender years. the which was dragged alO5l~
by the doomsnan and his helpers, seeing that
by reason of theracll and other sore torrnelts
which he had endured. he might not stand
vii hout aid These five were all burned to-
geiher, praising God. and giving good words
Cn.o them that slew them. in so much that
the priests who stood by declared that Of a
truth these pestilent beretics must be hard
eHsd by the power OF their master the devil
Bu, 20 me- noting their constsncy and the
reekneSs of their behavior (the hike whereof
had never seen before), it seemed rather a.
ii shey were upheld hg the hand of God"
Along one side of the great market place
towers up-aS Ii keepinG wstch over that
memorable spot-a stately building of hewei
stone, around rae door OF which are crowdiDg
n ihrong of pale, sickly looking men and wo-
men, many of them with bsndsged heads
uEd limbs On this spot more than eigh,
centuries ago, the court minister of King
Hanry OF England, worthy Master Raher,e,
founded with the wealth anasse,. in his GAIN
fui calling "a house for the care Of poore folke
thai bene sicSe or hurt in any wyse to the
honor and pTayss Of the blessed Sauct Bar
tnolonsw," and this house grew by degrees
iEto the famous ''Ss, Bartholomew hospital