rows of young peach or apple trees in a farmer's
nursery. Some of the houses are two, some three, and others even four
and five stories high, so that a skilful boy, with a good crossbow,
could scarcely shoot an arrow over them. Pearl-street, in which they
lived, is almost as crooked as the letter _S_, for it begins at the
Battery, near Broadway, and ends in Broadway, opposite the Hospital.

SUSAN was the eldest; a modest child, not forward or bold in her
manners; very fond of play, and sometimes idle; but (to her praise be it
said) she was obedient to her parents.

EDWARD was younger; a pert, active little boy; full of talk, and very
lively and engaging in his actions; sometimes very observing, and would
ask quite sensible questions for a lad of five years old.

One pleasant morning in Autumn, Susan and Edward asked liberty to go
with their mother to Fulton Market. Having been put in neat trim, with
joyful hearts they set off, each with a small basket, to carry home
some light articles, which their mother might buy. Away they went
through Franklin Square, down Pearl-street to Peck-slip, then turning
into Water-street, they came to Fulton-street, at the foot of which
stands the market.

See here they are all going towards the market.

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Fulton Market is a large building, filling up a whole square, and is
erected near the East River, opposite the town of Brooklyn, and close to
the ferry that crosses over to that thriving village.

Now the first object that caught the sight of the children, were the
Butchers' Stalls, hung full of beef, pork, veal, mutton, all for sale
for ready pay to whoever will step up to buy. The little visitors saw
the men and boys busy whetting their long knives, and cutting and sawing
up the meat in suitable pieces for the buyers. The noise was something
like a company of mowers whetting their scythes, and their voices and
motion might be compared to a hive of bees.

Their mother having got of the butcher, her supply of meat, they next
visited the fish stalls.--"O mother! mother!" said the lively little
boy, "see the fish all jumping alive. O look there! there!" Sure enough,
here were fish, just out of the river, where the fishermen keep them in
wooden cars or boxes, under water, till wanted to be put on the stall.
See here is a picture of a Salmon.

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The children took a walk around, to see the different kinds of fish,
displayed on the stalls. Here were to be