stay. It is almost impossible for anyone, who has this book always
at hand, to omit anything worthy of notice in or about London; or
not to learn all that is most material to know of the state and
situation of the kingdom in general.

Mr. Wendeborn lives in New Inn, near Temple Bar, in a philosophical,
but not unimproving, retirement. He is almost become a native; and
his library consists chiefly of English books. Before I proceed, I
must just mention, that he has not hired, but bought his apartments
in this great building, called New Inn: and this, I believe, is
pretty generally the case with the lodgings in this place. A
purchaser of any of these rooms is considered as a proprietor; and
one who has got a house and home, and has a right, in parliamentary
or other elections, to give his vote, if he is not a foreigner,
which is the case with Mr. Wendeborn, who, nevertheless, was visited
by Mr. Fox when he was to be chosen member for Westminster.

I saw, for the first time, at Mr. Wendeborn's, a very useful
machine, which is little known in Germany, or at least not much
used.

This is a press in which, by means of very strong iron springs, a
written paper may be printed on another blank paper, and you thus
save yourself the trouble of copying; and at the same time multiply
your own handwriting. Mr. Wendeborn makes use of this machine every
time he sends manuscripts abroad, of which he wishes to keep a copy.
This machine was of mahogany, and cost pretty high. I suppose it is
because the inhabitants of London rise so late, that divine service
begin only at half-past ten o'clock. I missed Mr. Wendeborn this
morning, and was therefore obliged to enquire of the door-keeper at