Let us follow one there.
The little town of L----, which has not even a branch railway, mainly consists of a long street.

In one part this street widens out, so that the houses are some forty yards or more apart, and it then again contracts.

This irregularly shaped opening is the market-place, and here in the centre stands a rude-looking building.

It is supported upon thick short pillars, and was perhaps preceded by a wooden structure.

Under these pillars there is usually a shabby chaise or two run in for cover, and the spot is the general rendezvous of all the dogs in the town.
This morning there are a few loafers hanging round the place; and the tame town pigeons have fluttered down, and walk with nodding heads almost up to them.