Tempest's, P. Cries of London, 102 Theatres--Bankside, 23 " The Cockpit, 79 " Covent Garden, 23 " The Curtain, 89, 90, 95 " Drury Lane, 23 " The Globe, 22, 89, 90, 95 " The Hope, 75 " Red Bull, 64, 89, 95 " Sadler's Wells, 130, 132 " The Theatre, 64, 90 " The Swan, 89, 90, 95 Thurtell--John, Murderer, 165 " Hook's verses on, 166 Three Ladies of London, 12, 15 Tiddy-Doll--Vendor of Gingerbread, 148, 264 Tinker--The Jolly, 302 Troop--Every One, 106 Tripe-wives--unruly people, 35 Trotter Yard--The, 7 Turner's Dish of Stuff, 89, 91 Veal, with a _hammy_ knife!, 239 Watchman--The London, 46 Water Carrier--The, 129 Water-Poet--_see_ John Taylor Walter Raleigh and oranges, 109 Weare Mr.--The Murder of, 165 What do you lack?, 7, 41 Windsor Drollery--The, 87, 101 Wood--Any to cleave?, 15 Wotton, Towns End--Tune of, 89 Wynter, Dr. on our milk supply 142 Yea by cock, 8 Ye Bridge-foot, 234 Year of Saint's Fear, 52 FOOTNOTES: [1] "The England of Shakespeare," by E. Goadby--Cassell, Petter, Galpin & Co., London, E.C. [2] For the use of the woodcut blocks representing the "Smith Arms," and the Globe Theatre, we are indebted to our friend Mr. John W. Jarvis, author of "Musee-Phusee-Glyptic: A Scrap Book of Jottings from Stratford-on-Avon, and Elsewhere," London, 1875, who introduces them into the pages of his work thus:-- "Not long since, after a pleasing and interesting walk, one fine morning on Bankside, and standing near the still existing Cardinal Cap Alley, with the aid of an artist friend, we drew up a fancy picture of what Bankside was in Shakespeare's day.--Here a small creek with craft and busy life around; a small bridge, with road leading to the Globe, the famous theatre afterwards to be so widely known. The sunshiny time of our literature and life, making a red-letter period in happy old England's history. We were interrupted by a kindly-faced, round-shouldered man of the bargee type, who asked us 'if it was Shakespeare, him as writ plays, we was a torkin' on; if so be it were, he could show us the wery 'ouse he used, least ways, all as is left on it.' After a twisting tramp through Cardinal Cap Alley, we were brought out opposite the public-house known by the name of the 'Smith Arms,' which had just then only escaped entire demolition from fire by a very near chance--(the damage done has since necessitated the rebuilding; so the sketch stands as a bit of rescued old London.)