Twice round the clock; or, The hours of the day and night in London (1859) (14592239830)

Identifier: twiceroundclocko00sala (find matches)
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
Subjects: Dining Room in Bucklersbury
Publisher: London, Houlston and Wright
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: The Library of Congress



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emen's, wholesale dealers counting-houses that exist in London city, you will be able to form an idea of the legions of clerks,juniors and seniors, who, invariably early-breakfasting men, must get seriously hungry at one p.m. Some I know are too proud to dine at this patriarchal hour. They dine, after office hours, at Simpsons, at the Albion, at the London, or, save us, at the Wellington. They go even further west, and patronise Feetum's, or the Scotch Stores in Regent Street, merely skating out, as it were, for a few minutes at noon, for a snack at that Bay Tree to which I have already alluded. Many, and they are the married clerks, bring neat parcels with them, containing sandwiches or bread-and-cheese, consuming those refreshments in the counting-house. In the very great houses, it is not considered etiquette to dine during office-hours, save on foreign-post nights. As to the extremely junior clerks, or office-boys, as they are irreverently termed, ONE P.M.—DOCK LONDON AND DINING LONDON. 141
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142 TWICE SOUND THE CLOCK. Dining Room in Bucklersbury ...they eat whatever they can get, and whenever they can get it, very frequently getting nothing at all. But there are yet hundreds upon hundreds of clerks who consume an orthodox dinner of meat, vegetables,and cheese—and on high days and holidays pudding—at one p.m.Their numbers are sufficient to cram almost to suffocation the eating-houses of Cheapside, the Poultry, Mark Lane, Cornhill, and especially Bucklersbury. Of late years there has been an attempt to change the eating-houses of Cheapside into pseudo restaurants. Seductive announcements^ brilliantly emblazoned, and showily framed and glazed,have been hung up, relating to turtle and venison ; salmon, with wide waddling months, have gasped in the windows ; and insinuating mural inscriptions have hinted at the existence of Private dining-rooms for ladies. Now, whatever can ladies—though I have the authority of Mr. Charles Dibdin and my own lips for declaring that there are fine ones in the city—want to co