“And we’re all treading, tread, tread, treading,
And we’re all treading at fam’d Brixton Mill.”
and kept going forward—retired and went to Barnet, left the business to James Paul and Ann Ryle. That is many years ago. I seldom go near the Seven Dials, perhaps once in 3, 4, 5, or six months. I remember many occurrances but 56 years is a long time, I have just entered my 77th year. Anything you require as far as I can I will send and remain,
Charles Hindley, Esq.,
76, Rose Hill Terrace, Brighton.
1 Model Cottages, Little Ann’s Lane,
Great Peter Street, Westminster, London, S.W.
29th February, 1876.
Dear Sir:—
If I was to go back and think of passing events it would fill a volume. First in 1820—Catnach then being very poor—at the death of George the third, and the Duke of Kent he printed an Elegy:
“Mourn, Britons mourn! Your sons deplore,
Our royal Sovereign is now no more.”