Excerpt from Clark's Field Lamb Street had been replaced by a stone structure that discreetly concealed its denominational qual ity from the passer-by. Beyond the church there had been a half-mile of unoccupied land fronting on the Road, but now the line of permanent improve ments ran unbroken as far as the eye could see. Into this maze of unfamiliar buildings I plunged and wandered at random for half an hour through blocks of brick stores, office buildings, factories, tenements, - chiefly tenements it seemed to me. Off in one corner of the district instead of high tene ment buildings there was something almost worse, rows of mean, little two-story brick cottages that ranged upwardsalong a gentle slope that I tried to fancy was Swan's Hill, a dangerous descent where my older brothers and I were once allowed to coast on our double-runner. I will not weary the reader with further details of my wandering with its dis appointment and shattered illusions, which can in no way be of interest to any but the one in [search of his past and of purely sentimental impor tance to him. It 13, of course, a common form of egotism to chronicle such small beer of one' s origin, but it happens to have nothing to do with myl purpose. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.