trious emigrant. But as Tomlinson's eye fell suddenly on the rude boatman and the little boat, which were to bear him away from his native land; as he glanced too across the blue waters, which a brisk wind wildly agitated, and thought how much rougher it would be at sea, where "his soul" invariably "sickened at the heaving wave," a whole tide of deep and sorrowful emotions rushed upon him.
He turned away:—the spot on which he stood was a piece of ground to be let (as a board proclaimed) upon a building lease; below, descended the steps which were to conduct him to the boat; around, the desolate and houseless space allowed him to see, in far and broad extent, the spires, and domes, and chimneys of the great city whose inhabitants he might never plunder more. As he looked and looked, the tears started to his eyes, and with a gust of enthusiasm little consonant with his temperate and philosophical character, he lifted his right hand from his black breeches-pocket, and burst into the following farewell to the metropolis of his native shores.
"Farewell, my beloved London, farewell! Where shall I ever find a city like you? Never,
