And so we look, and we find there are sixty human beings of both sexes and various ages in that kitchen.

Some of them we know, for have we not seen them in Cheapside, St.Paul's Churchyard, or elsewhere acting as gutter merchants.

Yonder sit an old couple that we have seen selling matches or laces for many years past! It is not a race day, and there being no "test match" or exciting football match, a youth of sixteen who earns a precarious living by selling papers in the streets sits beside them.

To-day papers are at a discount, so he has given up business for the day and sought warmth and company in his favourite lodging-house.
Ah! there is our old friend, the street ventriloquist! You see the back of his hand is painted in vivid colours to resemble the face of an old woman.

We know that he has a bundle that contains caps and bonnets, dresses and skirts that will convert his hand and arm into a quaint human figure.