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GRAVE OF HANNAH MORE AT WRINGTON, NEAR BRISTOL.
CHATTERTON AS DOORKEEPER IN COLSTON'S SCHOOL.
CHATTERTON CENOTAPH.
STEEP STREET, NOW PULLED DOWN.
"TIMES AND MIRROR" PRINTING-OFFICE, NOW PULLED DOWN.
MUNIMENT-ROOM, ST. MARY REDCLIFF.
ADMIRAL PENN'S MONUMENT IN ST. MARY REDCLIFF.
THE CATHEDRAL
BARLEY WOOD, HANNAH MORE'S RESIDENCE.
WINE STREET, THE BIRTHPLACE OF ROBERT SOUTHEY.
SUSPENSION BRIDGE AT CLIFTON.
TABLEAU VIVANT.
"JE VIEN ME PROPOSER COMME MODÈLE, MESDAMES."
"THE BEST CHRIST IN PARIS."
AN AMIABLE MADONNA!
THE MORNING LESSON.
"HE'S GONE, GIRLS!"
"H-E-A-VENLY CHEESE FOR A FRANC A POUND?"
"JE SUIS À VOUS."
SATURDAY EVE.
THE CASTLE OF CHILLON.
FRANÇOIS BONIVARD, "THE PRISONER OF CHILLON."
THE DUNGEON OF BONIVARD.
WHY NOT LOTTIE?
"DO YOU WANT TO SEE WHAT I HAVE SAID?"

HERE AND THERE IN OLD BRISTOL.

GRAVE OF HANNAH MORE AT WRINGTON, NEAR BRISTOL.

The streets of Bristol are, in a modern point of view, narrow and uninviting, yet if the visitor have a liking for the picturesque he will find much to interest him. There are plenty of streets crammed with old-time houses, thrusting out their upper stories beyond the lower, and with their many-gabled roofs seeming to heave and rock against the sky. If they lack anything in interest, it is that no local Scott has arisen to throw over them a glamour of romance which might make more tolerable the odors wherein they vie with the Canongate of sweet memory.

CHATTERTON AS DOORKEEPER IN COLSTON'S SCHOOL.

Nor is the throng which fills the Bristol streets wholly prosaic in its aspect, for the quaint garb of ancient charities holds its own against the modern tailor. Such troops of charity-children taking their solemn walks! Such long lines of boys in corduroy, such streams of girls in pug bonnets, stuff gowns and white aprons, as pour forth from the schools and almshouses to be found in every quarter of the city! The Colston boys are less frequently seen, because the school has been removed to one of the suburbs, yet now and then one of their odd figures meets the eye. They wear a muffin cap of blue cloth with a yellow band around it and a yellow ball on its apex; a blue cloth coat with a long plaited skirt; a leathern belt, corduroy knee-breeches and yellow worsted stockings. Just such, in outside garb, was Chatterton a century ago, and thus he is represented on his monument near Redcliff church.