Catharine Maria Sedgwick

“ I thought of the scrawny lilacs and woody rosebushes in some of our courtyards, and blushed, or, rather, I shall blush if ever I see an English eye upon them; for (shame to us!) it is the detection, and not the sin, that calls up the blush.
Our first stop after leaving Ventnor was at St Lawrence's Church, the smallest in England; you shall have its dimensions from some poetry we bought of the beadle, his own manufacture.
The poet-beadle's brains, you may think, were graduated by the same scale as St. Lawrence's Church. ”

“ All these privileged people, who dwell in the atmosphere of nobility, had, to the old beadle's senses, something sweeter than the odour of sanctity. For the rest of St Lawrence's audience, I fear they do not fare as well as the people in Doctor Franklin's dream, who, upon confessing to St Peter at the gate of Heaven that they were neither Baptists nor Methodists, nor of any particular sect, were bidden come in and take the best seats they could find! ”

“ As we strolled down the road from Boa Church I stopped at a cottage inhabited by very poor people. There were four distinct homes under one roof, and an enclosed strip of ground in front, four feet wide. ”