A FEW NOTES ON OLD PLYMOUTH. ALT 
entitled to our respect; one is, that they are usually so well built, 
that if by any chance one of them should tumble down, the rest in 
the row do not necessarily follow—like a pack of cards. Speaking 
of cards, in an upright slated house in Kinterbury Street, one of 
the Queen Anne builders has cut his slates to the patterns of playing 
cards, in spades, clubs, diamonds, and hearts—a good method of 
enlivening a somewhat dreary-looking material. 
There is even a plaster front of the last century in Southside 
Street which shows some individuality. . The design consists of 
knobs of the size of a limpet, and about that shape, arranged in a 
circle of increasing concentric rings. The effect resembles the 
ripples arising in water when a stone is thrown in, only there are 
of course breaks in the continuity of the ripple waves. The spaces 
between the rings are regular, those between the knobs irregular. 
These are some of the old-fashioned bits of Plymouth, which no 
doubt in the course of a few years will be much less numerous 
than they are even now; and there are a few other nooks and 
corners of the Old Town, unnoticed in this brief paper, which (on 
the supposition that they survive twelve months longer) I reserve 
for a future occasion. 
Plymouth possesses one important ancient structure, and is likely 
to possess it for centuries to come. Under its shadow the place has 
. grown from a mere fishing village to its present position among the 
large towns of the kingdom, and whilst it impressively reminds us 
of the past, it bids us look forward to the future. Like the bells 
of St. Andrew’s, which 
“ Ring out the old, ring in the new,” 
let us welcome that future, if it brings to the inhabitants more 
health for the body, more happiness for life, more beauty for 
enjoyment. 
