IS8 A FEW MEMORIES
shelter in the clean, cheerful little house provided for them several hundred years before: six white beds, six covers on the snowy deal table, six baths for the weary feet, all awaiting with a seeming welcome the homeless wanderers who might present themselves at nightfall. It was doubly sad to see those who exceeded this number hopelessly turn away. We were told by people in the town that Dickens would often order excellent dinners from The Bull for the six travellers, and sit down with them, finding, no doubt, among their number many a profitable character-study. We received much courtesy from the occupants of Gad's Hill. The walls of the library were as Dickens had left them. The doors painted by him to represent book-shelves completed in appearance the tiers of volumes around the entire room. The titles on the sham tomes were likewise of his own invention : among them, " A History of the Middling Ages," in many volumes; " Has a Cat Nine Lives?'* "Was Shakespeare's Mother's Hair Red?" etc.
From Rochester we went to Canterbury. It is impossible to describe my first impression in the cathedral while listening to the great "Amen" surging through the curtained grille of the choir and filling the air with melody. We afterwards