Punch
Sweet odours, radiant colours, glittering light! How swift a change from the dusk sodden night Of London in mid-winter! _Titania_ here might revel as at home; Fair forms are floating soft as Paphian foam, Bright as an iceberg-splinter.
In the little sitting-room above his shop sat Mr. ASSID ROPES. It was the afternoon before Christmas Day. He had generously allowed all his assistants to leave. "If anybody want...
1. Chapter 1Sweet odours, radiant colours, glittering light! How swift a change from the dusk sodden night Of London in mid-winter! _Titania_ here might revel as at home; Fair forms are flo...