mind horses, and that sort of thing. Earned nothing to-day, or
shouldn't be here. Have had a pen'orth of bread to-day. That's all.
Yesterday had some pieces given to me at a cook-shop. Two days last
week had nothing at all from morning till night. By trade I'm a
feather-bed dresser, but it's gone out of fashion, and besides that,
I've a cataract in one eye, and have lost the sight of it completely.
I'm a widower, have one child, a soldier, at Dover. My last regular
work was eight months ago, but the firm broke. Been doing odd jobs
Since."

No. 3. "I'm a tailor; have slept here four nights running. Can't get
work. Been out of a job three weeks. If I can muster cash I sleep at
a lodging-house in Vere Street, Glare Market. It was very wet last
night. I left these seats and went to Covent Garden Market and slept
under cover. There were about thirty of us. The police moved us on,
but we went back as soon as they had gone. I've had a pen'orth of
bread and pen'orth of soup during the last two days--often goes
without altogether. There are women sleep out here. They are decent
people, mostly charwomen and such like who can't get work."

No.4. Elderly man; trembles visibly with excitement at mention of
work; produces a card carefully wrapped in old newspaper, to the effect
that Mr. J.R. is a member of the Trade Protection League. He is a
waterside labourer; last job at that was a fortnight since. Has earned
nothing for five days. Had a bit of bread this morning, but not a
scrap since. Had a cup of tea and two slices of bread yesterday, and
the same the day before; the deputy at a lodging house gave it to him.
He is fifty years old, and is still damp from sleeping out in the wet
last night.