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Title: Twice round the clock; or, The hours of the day and night in London
Year: 1859 (1850s)
Authors: Sala, George Augustus, 1828-1895 McConnell, William, 1833-1867
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Publisher: London, Houlston and Wright
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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bdignag, that a building can befound —the Moscow Railway Terminus, in fact—to equal in grandeurof appearance our columniated palace of the iron road. But theRussian station, like all else in that Empire of Facades, is decep-tive : a magnificent delusion, a vast and splendid sham. Of seemingmarble without it is; within, but bad bricks and lath and plaster. Open sesame ! Let us pass the crowds of railway porters, whohave not much to do just now, and are inclined to lounge about withtheir hands in their pockets, and to lean—in attitudes reminding thespectator of the Grecian statues clad in green velveteen, and withwhite letters on their collars—on their luggage trucks, for the pas-sengers by the seven oclock train are not much addicted to arrivingin cabs or carriages which require to be unloaded, and there are veryfew shilling or sixpenny gratuities to be earned by the porters, for thesecuring of a comfortable corner seat with your back to the engine, cr 60 TWICE ROUND THE CLOCK-
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SEVEN 0 CLOCK A.M. A PARLIAMENTARY TRAIN. 61 that inestimable comfort, a place in a first-class carriage whose doorthe guard is good enough to keep locked, and in which you can makeyourself quite at home with a bottle of sherry, some walnuts, and aquiet game at ecarte or vingt tin. The seven oclock trainbands arenot exactly of the class who drink sherry and play cards; they aremore given to selling walnuts than to eating them. They are, for themost part, hard-faced, hard-handed, poorly-clad creatures ; men inpatched, time-worn garments: women in pinched bonnets and coarseshawls, carrying a plenitude of baskets and bundles, but very slightlytroubled with trunks or portmanteaus. You might count a hundredheads and not one hat-box; of two hundred crowding round the pay-place to purchase their third-class tickets for Manchester, or Liverpool,or even further north, you would have to look and look again, andperhaps vainly after all, for the possessor of a railway rug, or even anextra overcoa

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