f  in a leaf, or tunity nor tion to follo, old Jack Falstaff! kind Jack Falstaff! s Jack Falstaff! ;  regions of  and good- man may revel, and ance of jolly laugo make mankind merrier and better to test posterity.

    A t suddenly struck me. quot;I o Eastc; said I, closing t;and see if tavern still exists.  I may ligraces of Dame Quickly and s? At any rate, treading to t toper enjoys in smelling to ty cask, once ?lled ;

    tion  in execution. I forbear to treat of tures and ered in my travels; of ted regions of Cock Lane;   of ttle Britain and ts adjacent; eaton Street and Old Jes tunted giants, ty and terror of all unlucky urced London Stone, and struck my staff upon it in imitation of t arch-rebel Jack Cade.

    Let it suf?ce to say, t I at lengtc ancient region of  and s relisestimony even at t day. For Eastco;s convivial doings. t ribbes of beef roasted, pies uals: ttering of pes, rie.quot; Alas! aff and old Stoerer o tradesman; ttering of pots and t;rie,quot; to ts and t dinging of tmans bell; and no song is rain of some syren from Billingsgate, cing the eulogy of deceased mackerel.

    I soug abode of Dame Quickly. t of it is a boars one,  present is built into ting line of te of tavern.

    For tory of ttle abode of good felloallo, and o as table ced in a little back parlor, t upon a yard about eig square laid out as a ?oant viereet,   ta of soap and tallotle er part of a century.

    to be versed in tory of Eastc and little, from London Stone even u