11 S. V. JAN. 6, 1912.]
NOTES AND QUERIES.
Three Crowns, Allhallows, Lombard Street.
Windmill Inn, St. John Street, parish of St. Sepulchre.
Anchor and Serpent, Royal Exchange.
Chequers, Charing Cross.
Prince's Arms, Goswell Street.
Vine, Kent Street, Southwark.
Black BOA-, West Smithfield.
Hare and Bottle, St. Agnes, Aldersgate Street [sic].
Dolphin, Ludgate Hill.
Mitre, Fish Street.
Boar's Head, Southwark.
Red Bull, St. John Street, Clerkenwell.
Golden Ball, St. Dunstan's-in-the-West, Fleet Street.
Hart's Horn (brewhouse), in the parish of St. Katherine. '
Red Lion, Whitechapel Street.
Bull's Head Tavern, Allhallows, Barking (?).
Green Dragon, Fowl Lane, St. Saviour's, South- wark.
Three Guilded [sic] Lions, St. Clement Danes.
Black Boy, Bermondsey Street, St. Olave's, Southwark.
Horn Tavern, Fleet Street.
Mermaid, St. Mary-at-Hill.
Swan, Long Lane, West Smitlifield, parish of St. Sepulchre.
Walnut Tree, St. Olave, Southwark.
King's Head, Cheapside.
Hart's Horn, Silver Street, Edmonton.
Barrel and Oyster, Gracechurch Street.
Queen's Head, Long Lane, parish of St. Bartholo- mew the Great.
Star, Candlewick Street.
Queen's Head, Fleet Street, parish of St. Dun- stan's-in-the-West.
Green Dragon, St. Martin's, Ludgate.
Rose, St. Lawrence Jewry.
Crown, West Smithfield.
White Swan, St. Nicholas Cole Abbey.
Symond's Inn, Chancery Lane.
King's Head, Wapping.
Bear, Cateaton Street.
Ship, St. Botolph without Aldgate.
Black Bull, St. Saviour's, Southwark.
Three Tuns Tavern, St. Mary-at-Hill.
Green Dragon, Tuttle Street, Westminster.
Nag's Head, Wapping Wall, Stepney.
Pewter Pot, Leadenhall Street.
King's Head Tavern, Wapping.
Three Cocks, St. Mary Woolnoth.
King's Head and Bell House [ic], Gracechurch Street.
In this instance the proceedings are listed in rough alphabetical order of plaintiffs' names within the period, consequently the signs do not follow chronology, as in most of my other lists.
WILLIAM McMuRRAY.
DOLBEN'S POEMS. May I ask you to
allow me to make use of your columns to
correct two mistakes in my memoir of Digby
Mackworth Dolben, which accompanies the
edition of his poems reviewed in the
Literary Supplement of The Times of 21
December last ?
Purchasers of the book will be glad of the
corrections, and as the type is distributed,
and I have no intention of reissuing the
memoir when this edition is exhausted, the
record of the mistakes may be useful at some
future date.
(1) The name of Constantino E. Prichard is throughout the book printed Pritchard. He spelt his name without the t.
(2) On p. xci it is stated that Father Ignatius was at Llanthony when Dolben was at Boughrood. This is an error. Father Ignatius was at Claydon, and did not go to Llanthony till after Dolben had left Bough- rood. This satisfactorily accounts for there being no mention of their meeting at that time. ROBERT BRIDGES.
A DICKENS TOY-BOOK. My mother used to tell me about a quaint little book which was given to her in her childhood by the family doctor. It was bound in brown paper, and contained pictures of Dickens's characters, with descriptive verses under each.
Her copy went the way of most children's possessions, and was lost before her marriage. Therefore the little which I remember of it is quoted at second-hand, and probably incorrect. For example, there was Oliver Twist, recaptured by the help of Nancy, and standing again in the presence of Fagin :
Why, Oliveer, my little dear !
And is it really you Come back once more, so smartly dressed,
To see the poor old Jew ? Well, well, my child ! \Ve'll take much care
That you don't run away. So now with Sikes you go by night ;
With me go all the day.
Next there was Noah Claypole : When cat's away the mice will play
(At least so says the fable) ; So Noah, when his master's out,
Takes up his place at table. j
Then comes poor Smike : I'll run away ! I'll go to-night !
They'll kill me if I stay. 'Tis very cold ! The moon shines bright ! I'll soon be far away.
This was evidently Smike's second (and suc- cessful) attempt at escape, after Nicholas had rescued him from Squeers's clutches, and repaid that worthy in his own coin.
Miss La Creevy sums up all my recollec- tions, except such as are as indefinite as her own miniatures :
There now, I've done your portrait, miss ; It only wants the nose
To make it perfect and complete From head unto the toes.
