ervice was brought to a conclusion.

"If this is the way the great people worship God in this big city, I am
afraid the citizens and poorer ones can pay very little attention to Him
at all," he thought.

Jack found himself looked at askance by several persons of ordinary
degree, among whom he stood at the farther end of the building. At
length he made his way into the open air. He much admired, however, the
coaches and sedan-chairs that came to fetch away all the grand people,
with little negro boys from the Sugar Islands to hold up the trains of
the ladies, and pages who sat on the steps of the gaily-painted coaches,
drawn, some by four, and some by six horses.

In a walk along the Mall, where, of course, no one paid the least
attention to the open-mouthed country lad, Jack saw a still greater
number of fashionable people. Among them was a very stout lady, carried
in a sedan-chair with painted panels, and he heard the passers-by remark
that she was the Princess Ann. Her chair was followed by another sedan,
which, he was told, contained the Lady Churchill, whose beautiful face
looked, however, in any thing but a good-humour. He saw many other
sights, some of them curious enough but altogether he was disappointed
with this his first day in London.

"They say that the streets are paved with gold; but that is a mistake.
They could only once have been gilt, and the fine gentlemen I have met
must have rolled in them, and the gilding must have stuck to their
clothes."

Jack had been looking out all the day in the hopes of seeing the king,
of whose courage, wisdom, and remarkable clemency, he had often heard
his father and cousin Nat speak. They looked upon him, indeed, as the
bulwark of the Protestant faith in England, and notwithstanding all the
efforts which Mr Harwood and his daughter, and Master Pearson and
others had made to eradicate that notion from Jack's mind, it remained
in reality as firm as ever. The very reason which the king's enemies
brought forward to depreciate him, raised him more and more in his
opinion. His desire was at length gratified, when, on the 8th of
February, Long Sam told him, that if he would go and stand near the
gates of the Palace of Kensington he would there very likely get a
glimpse of the king.

"And hark you, my lad," he said, "you must observe carefully all that
happens at the time, and bring me word. Take your stand, also, with
your right foot before the left, and your h