Francis Hopkinson Smith

Francis Hopkinson Smith

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Portrait of Francis Hopkinson Smith Francis Hopkinson Smith,  In Dickens's London — Chapter 3 (1914)

“ I followed through the narrow, old-fashioned brownish hall covered with oilcloth, flanked with old-fashioned mahogany chairs, a jar for old-fashioned wet umbrellas in one corner and a hat-rack in the other, and passed out into a small, cramped, disheartened garden into which was thrust a begrimed, blackened, dilapidated back extension with one large end window—large in contrast with the dimensions of the wall in which it was set, as can be seen from my sketch—with the window wide open. ”
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Portrait of Francis Hopkinson Smith Francis Hopkinson Smith,  In Dickens's London — Chapter 3 (1914)

“ It was a gay, happy, enthusiastic household," continues Ward, "working hard, laughing hard, and playing hard; always busy, always restless, and every member enthusiastically bound up in the happiness of all the rest. But a great shock and a great separation were in store for them. On May 7th the whole party had been to some entertainment and returned home in the best of spirits, when, almost as soon as they entered the house, poor Mary Hogarth fell back into Dickens's arms and died almost immediately. ”
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Portrait of Francis Hopkinson Smith Francis Hopkinson Smith,  In Dickens's London — Chapter 3 (1914)

“ And a queer old parlour it was; full of everything a queer old parlour should have—a cushiony tall rocker—knitted tidy—haircloth sofa—and plenty of photographs sort of a parlour—neat as a pin and as comfortable as an old slipper. And the landlady was precisely the kind of a landlady you would have expected to find in just such a parlour, with a soft, comfortable, English voice, coming to me out of the half-light of the room. ”
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