"All are bawling together--salesmen, and hucksters of provisions, capes, hardware, and newspapers--till the place is a perfect Babel of competition. 'Ha-a-ansome cod! best in the market! All alive! alive! alive O!' 'Ye-o-o! Ye-o-o! here's your fine Yarmouth bloaters! Who's the buyer?' 'Here you are, governor: splendid whiting! Some of the right sort!' 'Turbot! turbot! all alive, turbot!' 'Glass of nice peppermint this cold morning, a ha'penny a glass!' 'Here you are at your own price! Fine soles O!' 'Oy! oy! oy! Now's your time! fine grizzling sprats! all large and no small!' 'Hullo! hullo here! beautiful lobsters! good and cheap! fine cock crabs all alive O!' 'Five brill and one turbot--have that lot for a pound! come and look at 'em, governor; you won't see a better sample in the market.' 'Here, this way! this way for splendid skate! skate O! skate O!' 'Had-had-had-had-haddick! all fresh and good!' 'Currant and meat puddings! ha'penny each!' 'Now, you mussel-buyers, come along! come along! come along! now's your time for your fine fat mussels!' 'Here's food for the belly and clothes for the back, but I sell food for the mind' (shouts the newspaper vender). 'Here's smelt O!' 'Here ye are, fine Finney haddick!' 'Hot soup! nice pea-soup! a-all hot! hot!' 'Ahoy! ahoy here! live plaice! all alive O!' 'Now or never! whelk! whelk! whelk! whelk.' 'Who'll buy brill O! brill O!' 'Capes! waterproof capes! sure to keep the wet out! a shilling a-piece!' 'Eels O! eels O! Alive! alive O!' 'Fine flounders, a shilling a lot! Who'll buy this prime lot of flounders?' 'Shrimps! shrimps! fine shrimps!' 'Wink! wink! wink!' 'Hi! hi-i! here you are, just eight eels left, only eight!' 'O ho! O ho! this way--this way--this way! Fish alive! alive! alive O!'" The fishmongers of ancient times were not "scaly" men, in the present acceptation of the phrase, when they were disposed to shew their loyalty. On one occasion, Stowe says, "On St. Magnus' day, * * * * the fishmongers, with solemn procession, paraded through the streets, having, among other pageants and shows, four sturgeons gilt, carried on four horses; and after, six and forty knights armed, riding on horses made like 'luces of the sea:' and then, St. Magnus, the patron saint of the day, with a thousand horsemen." These "luces" or pike, pleasantly recall Shakspeare and the armorial bearings of Justice Shallow. Stepping across the street, we arrive at the Coal Exchange, opened by Prince Albert, at the close of 1849, at which period the following description of the building appeared in the _Illustrated London News_.