The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 293: what you’re looking at

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OF LONDON: 9904 tion. Besides, I then knew what the sufferings were of dying for hunger, and the fear of that drove me to seek immediate death. During my residence in the country house, I had seen a poor child drowned in the lake, on the borders of which I had spent so many happy months. J walked toward the Thames. On my way there, in a narrow street called Water-street, I sat down worn out with fatigue, upon the steps as a public house, The mistress of the tavern saw me, and came ont to drive me away ; but she was in want of a servant; she thought me hand- some—and handsome vervants are valuable re- commendations to such 2 house as the King’s. Arms. Susannah then related, how her life had heén passed during the three months she had lived at the King’s Arms; the menial occupations to which she had bsen condemned; the conduct toward her of the parlour customers ; the brutal insults . of the drunken frequenters of the Tap; the frac=: tious and bitter tyranny of Mrs. Burnett herself, who, for the bread she gave, thought she bad the right to treat her as 2 slave, She at last came to that Sunday evening when Mrs. Burnett, being exasperated, struck "hart in the face. I again directed my steps towards the Thames, Brian, continued Susannah, aid it was at a mo- ment when I was about te\commit ph aah , God would, perhaps, have forgives 508 om pz of my ignorance, and my unhappiagss—it wa: that moment that I met Tyrrel, the Blind & Oh, oh! muttered the little’ Ire and paid more abtention to Susanna 9! ‘.%