Household words, No. 20, August 10, 1850 : $b A weekly journal
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Household words, No. 20, August 10, 1850 : $b A weekly journal
English literature -- Periodicals
Perhaps no one of the London Squares is more full of interesting
associations, and certainly no one of them is more fresh and pleasant to
look upon, than Lincoln’s Inn Fields. In the centre of its green Lord
William Russell was beheaded; upon the old wall that used to run along
its eastern side Ben Jonson, it is said, worked as a bricklayer; amongst
its north range of buildings stands the thin sandwich of a house that
holds the manifold artistic gems of the Soane Museum; its west side was
the scene of some of Lord George Gordon’s riotings; whilst on its south
side stands the noble-looking Grecian fronted building dedicated to the
purposes of the English College of Surgeons.
This building has many uses, and many points challenging general
admiration and approval, the chief of them being its possession of the
museum made by John Hunter; afterwards purchased, and now supported, by
the nation; and open freely, not only to medical men of all countries,
but to the public at large. The visitor who passes under its handsome
portico, up the steps and enters its heavy mahogany and plate-glass
doors, finds himself in a large hall. On his right is a staid-looking,
black-robed porter, who requires him to enter his name in the visitor’s
book—a preliminary which members equally with strangers have to go
through. On his left are the doors leading to the secretary’s office,
where students may, from time to time, be seen going in to register
their attendance upon the prescribed lectures, and, later in their
career, passing through the same portals big with the desperate
announcement that they are ready to submit to the examinations that must
be passed before they can get a diploma. Facing the entrance door is a
second enclosed hall, with a roof supported by fluted columns, and on
the left of this a broad stately architectural stone staircase leading
to the library and the council-chamber—the scene of those dreadful
ordeals, the examinations, where Hospital Surgeons sit surrounded by
crimson and gold, and marble busts, and noble pictures, to _operate_
upon sweating and stuttering and hesitating students who, two by two,
are seated in large chairs to be passed or _plucked_.
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