to coffee-houses. ’There is no place of general resort,’ he says, ’wherein I do not often make my appearance. Sometimes I am seen thrusting my head into a round of politicians at Will’s (on the north side of Russell Street, at the corner of Bow Street), and listening with great attention to the narratives that are made in those little circular audiences. Sometimes I smoke a pipe at Child’s (St. Paul’s Churchyard), and whilst I seem attentive to nothing but the _Postman_, overhear the conversation of every table in the room. I appear on Sunday nights at St. James’s (the famous Whig coffee-house from the time of Queen Anne to late in the reign of George III.), and sometimes join the little committee of politics in the inner room, as one who comes there to hear and improve.’ There was another Will’s in Serle Street, Lincoln’s Inn Fields, which was also a haunt of the _Spectator_, as were the other coffee-houses in that neighbourhood. He says in his ninety-ninth number: ’I do not know that I meet in any of my walks objects which move both my spleen and laughter so effectually as these young fellows at the Grecian, Squire’s, Searle’s, and all other coffee-houses adjacent to the law, who rise early for no other purpose but to publish their laziness.’ It appears that it was usual to resort to the coffee-house as early as six o’clock in the morning. In ’Moser’s Vestiges,’ Will’s is thus referred to: ’All the beaux that used to breakfast in the coffee-houses and taverns appendant to the Inns of Court struck their morning strokes in an elegant _déshabille_, which was carelessly confined by a sash of yellow, red, blue, green, etc., according to the taste of the wearer. The idle fashion was not quite worn out in 1765. We can remember having seen some of these early loungers in their nightgowns, caps, etc., at Will’s, Lincoln’s Inn Gate, about that period.’