I have passed all my days in London, until I have formed as many and intense local attachments as any of you mountaineers can have done with dead nature.

I have had playmates, I have had companions; In my days of childhood, in my joyful school days - All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

I have had playmates, I have had companions; In my days of childhood, in my joyful school days - All, all are gone, the old familiar faces

Our roof caved in four days ago. We've got mosquitoes, roaches, rats, everything. It's crazy. The police passed by us - they say we're supposed to evacuate. How? We don't have a car.

The days of hair tonics have long since passed.

If the parks be "the lungs of London" we wonder what Greenwich Fair is--a periodical breaking out, we suppose--a sort of spring rash.