He came to England—he would have liked to come as" a stowaway, but the steamboat people insisted on his travelling steerage at the very least—with tho express purpose of obtaining a clerkship in some house of busi ness. He took a back top attic near that .salubrious metropolitan district — the Bo rough. The aristocracy sneered at hia frock coat and fourpenny hat, and even threw mud at them. But just to show how little he cared for such projectiles, he let the mud stay where it fell. This did not add to his appearance; the people he applied to drew his attention to this fact on several occa sions.
There is a great newspaper in Fleet street which kindly allows young Germans and others to consult its advertisement columns for nothing, if they like to enter the palatial ground floor of its offices for that purpose. Our hero took advantage of this kindness on every possible occasion, and with his penknife—which he picked up—used to ex tract such advertisements as suited his re quirements, with great liberality. But when he endeavoured to carry off the whole of thia advertisement sheets at one fell swoop, the powers that were,intervened, and, when he persisted, conducted him kind ly, but firmly, to the pave«nent without. He was ejected with so much firmness that he arrived in the middle of Fleet street before he could stop himself, and in endeavouring to avoid a cab his hat fell off. The near wheel of tlie cab passed over the hat. Our friend picked it up, restored it as far as was possible to its original shape, and placed it on his head with a superior smile.
