Streets.

STREETS.

At the corner, is, a Restaurateur's,—in the window are announced, in addition to the
variety of the customary Bill of Fare,—the anglo-inducements of “Rosbif” and “Welch
Rabbit,”—above, are Billiard Rooms:—next, a Jeweller's, & a Millener's and Haber-
dasher's,—the sign of “the good woman.”

The lamps suspended across the streets (by ropes) being, by special appointment,
lighted, and trimmed, by those wise virgins, or others, who reside nearest to them.

A Barouche in the adjoining street, shews the custom of observing the right side in
driving:—and altho' the same rule prevails in walking,—from the absence of a flag pave-
ment, vehicles continually occasion to pedestrians—(who wish to escape, in dirty weather,
the necessity of an entire change of apparel,—or, at all times, perhaps, the ceremony of
laying in state at La Morgue, alias the Bone-House,)—strong exemplifications of

“The weakest must go to the wall.”