Lom goes to London. 19

 

to talk to or play with than hens or rabbits.”
However, when he did begin it, some days
alter, he had forgotten this, and wrote in-
stead :—

“Mamma, I’m in London. This is a big,
big place, where the houses run along each
side of the streets like hedges, and the people
who live in them are constantly walking in and
out. I have not yet seen the Lord Mayor's
gold coach pass, or been to the Palace to visit
the Queen. Papa would not let me go in
at the Queen’s front door, though we were
quite close to it yesterday. Annie has written
some of this, because I cannot write fast
enough to say all the things as they come into
my head, and you said I was to tell you
everything. I am going to the Zoological
Gardens on Saturday. I wish to-morrow
was Saturday. We cannot hear the lions or
tigers roaring from here. -Aunt May is like
you, only, of course, not nearly so nice. Bob
is a big boy. He keeps his hands in his
pocket, and whistles like a man. May is
quite a baby, and wears pinafores, and says