n educational establishment, but unfortunately it educes the
wrong set of faculties. In Drury-lane, of all lanes in the world, there
is the least occasion to associate intoxicating drink with happiness.
Everywhere the idea is a mischievous delusion and a remnant of barbarism,
but there it is a positive curse. At the Mogul you will see the
sweetheart with her lover, the mother with her child,--it may be the
sucking babe,--till midnight, breathing an air of tobacco smoke, the
husband and the wife, all you say enjoying themselves in a social way,
but all, I say, encouraging an appetite which, if it gets the
mastery,--and in the majority of cases it does,--will destroy them
without mercy. Were the Mogul simply a gin-palace, it would have far
less patronage, it would merely have its share of the general trade; but
the fact that it provides musical and dramatic entertainments--that it
gives decent people an excuse for drinking--that it attracts those whom a
common gin-shop would repel--is that precisely which gives it its power
for danger. Such places are decoy shops, the more dangerous as drinking
in Drury-lane is really disgusting, and enough to make a man a
teetotaller for life. The neighbourhood is rich in warnings, but the
_habitue_ of the Mogul soon learns to heed them not.

CALDWELL'S.

A stranger, ignorant of our inner life, and unacquainted with our social
system, knowing only that we call ourselves a Christian people, and that
we boast that Christianity places woman in a peculiarly favoured
position, might dwell among us for awhile, and, seeing how woman is
flattered and followed, might imagine that our condition was perfect, and
that here, at least, woman, the weak, was sheltered by man, the strong.
In the dazzling ball-room--on the glittering promenade--he might meet the
lovely and the fair, and deem that they were no brilliant exception, but
as they were sheltered and loved, so were sheltered and loved all of
their common sex. Grieved would he be to find out his mistake; yet more
grieved would he be to know that the graceful drapery that added to the
beauty that everywhere flashed upon his eye was wrought by tender and
delicate women, who, pale and wan, slave at the needle from morn till
eve, and from eve till again the dim grey of morn gleamed in the east--by
women withered before their prime--by women who, for no crime, but from
their simple desire to live by the honest and honourable labour of th