I therefore spent some days in the East End
, devised an Arctic expedition, put forth tempting terms for harpooners who would serve under Captain Basil--and behold the result
Piles of cardboard boxes, such as milliners and dressmakers use in Europe, cumbered the corners; and by some means he had procured for himself the sort of furniture that might have come out of a respectable parlour in the East End
of London --a horsehair sofa, arm-chairs of the same.
On the present occasion, a throne was erected for the Grand Master at the east end
, surrounded with seats of distinction for the Preceptors and Knights of the Order.
She told me she had discovered a wonderful young man who was going to help her in the East End
, and that his name was Dorian Gray.
Besides, Cousin Bess,” continued the indefatigable Richard, “we will stop and see the ‘sugar bush’ of Billy Kirby; he is on the east end
of the Ransom lot, making sugar for Jared Ransom.
Alleyne followed the messenger to the east end
of the courtyard, where a broad flight of steps led up to the doorway of the main hall, the outer wall of which is washed by the waters of the Avon.
My name was public among them indeed, but how to find me out they knew not, nor so much as how to guess at my quarters, whether they were at the east end
of the town or the west; and this wariness was my safety upon all these occasions.
Just as the worst slave-owners were those who were kind to their slaves, and so prevented the horror of the system being realised by those who suffered from it, and understood by those who contemplated it, so, in the present state of things in England, the people who do most harm are the people who try to do most good; and at last we have had the spectacle of men who have really studied the problem and know the life - educated men who live in the East End - coming forward and imploring the community to restrain its altruistic impulses of charity, benevolence, and the like.
And when scientific men are no longer called upon to go down to a depressing East End and distribute bad cocoa and worse blankets to starving people, they will have delightful leisure in which to devise wonderful and marvellous things for their own joy and the joy of everyone else.
I was secretly removed to the East End
of London, and placed under the charge of a trustworthy person who lived, in a very humble way, by letting lodgings.
The father de Barral whatever his origins retired from the Customs Service (tide-waiter I think), and started lending money in a very, very small way in the East End
to people connected with the docks, stevedores, minor barge-owners, ship-chandlers, tally clerks, all sorts of very small fry.
The site of the iconic former HP Sauce factory in Birmingham is set to be transformed into a cash & carry depot, Indian cookery school and conference centre after being snapped up by East End