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hat on the rack in the hall, and stand your Timhrella 

 there also, with full assurance that you will find 

 them there when you want them, if it be the next 

 morning or the next week. Instead of that petty 

 tyrant the hotel clerk, a young woman sits in the 

 office with her sewing or other needlework, and qui- 

 etly receives you. She gives you your number on 

 a card, rings for a chambermaid to show you to your 

 room, and directs your luggage to be sent up; and 

 there is something in the look of things, and the way 

 they are done, that goes to the right spot at once. 



At the hotel in London where I stopped, the 

 daughters of the landlord, three fresh, comely young 

 women, did the duties of the office; and their pres- 

 ence, so quiet and domestic, gave the prevailing hue 

 and tone to the whole house. I wonder how long 

 a young woman could preserve her self-respect and 

 sensiblity in such a position in New York or Wash- 

 ington ? 



The English regard us as a wonderfully patient 

 people, and there can be no doubt but we put up 

 with abuses unknown elsewhere. If we have no 

 big tyrant, we have ten thousand little ones, who 

 tread upon our toes at every turn. The tyranny 

 of corporations, and of public servants of one kind 

 and another, as the ticket-man, the railroad conduc- 

 tor, or even of the country stage-driver, seem to be 

 features peculiar to American democracy. In Eng- 

 land the traveler is never snubbed, or made to feel 

 that it is by somebody's sufferance that he is al- 

 lowed aboard or to pass on his way. 



