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the western door and see this strange procession issue 

 forth, with the antlers borne aloft, and hear the bugle- 

 blast and answering notes. 



Surely no place can be more crowded with memories 

 than busy, *' roaring London," and nowhere are the 

 past and present so unexpectedly brought together. 

 The City is full of surprises to those who have leisure 

 to wander among its narrow, crowded streets. The 

 quiet little graveyards afford many of these telling 

 contrasts. Suddenly, in the busiest thoroughfares, where 

 a constant stream of men are walking by every week- 

 day, come these quiet little back-waters. In many 

 cases the churches themselves have vanished, or only 

 remain in part. St. Mary's Staining is one of these, 

 so hidden away that one might walk along Fenchurch 

 Street hundreds of times and never find it. The 

 approach is by a very narrow alley, at the end of 

 which is this quiet little graveyard, where, among 

 other worthies, reposes Sir Arthur Savage, knighted 

 at Cadiz in 1596. The church, all except the tower, 

 was destroyed in the Great Fire, and never rebuilt. 

 The picturesque old tower stands in the centre of 

 this little plot, which now forms the garden of the 

 Clothworkers' Company, whose hall opens on to one 

 side of it. 



Another church which perished in the Fire and was 

 never rebuilt is St. Olave's, Hart Street, but its church- 

 yard remains, and a few large tombs stand in a small 

 garden with seats, where at all times of the year some 

 weary wayfarers are resting. 



Another such graveyard where the burnt church 

 was not restored is at the corner of Wood Street and 

 Cheapside. The old tree inside the closed railings 



