I have always thoughtt that the close connection of our maritime people with London had something to do with the names of our streets.  The most striking instance is in the name of Cornhill, where this very Thomas Fleet had his book store, and where book stores have been an institution from that day to this.  Our Cornhill in its relations to our water front occupies the same conditions which the London Cornhill had and has to the river front in London.  The young reader should remember that Washington Street so far as it had one name was called the Main Street.  Coming North from our Dover Street, the traveler passed through Orange Street, then through Newbury Street, next through Marlborough Street, which extended from Winter Street to School Street, and then through Cornhill northward to Dock Square.  This is precisely as in passing east through what was the Main Street of London of those days, the traveler would have passed through the Cornhill of that thoroughfare.  The London Cornhill retains its name.  Ours was changed in 1824 to the all-conquering name of Washington, which is now applied to the whole of the “Main Street” and “the Neck” of the Fathers, as indeed, it is applied by local authorities many miles further.

But in familiar conversation, the old name Cornhill was retained for a generation, and indeed, would be understood to-day, if you were speaking to Boston people more than fifty years old.  The name Cornhill is now applied to the Market Street of an earlier period.

Young readers should remember that Orange Street, Newbury street, and Marlborough Street were names given in honour of the Prince of Orange of the Puritan victory at Newbury, and of the Duke of Marlborough.  All of them show what were the Whig and Puritan feelings of the people who gave them.  All three of the names in our time have been transferred from the old localities.

We are all greatly obliged to Mrs. Harriet Blackstone C. Butler for the pains she has taken to rescue for popular use this interesting memorial of the education of the fathers and mothers of New England.

[signed]Edward E. Hale

The Only True

Mother Goose

Melodies,

Without addition or abridgement.

Embracing, also, a reliable

Life of the goose family,

Never before published.

Numerous illustrations.

HEAR WHAT MA’AM GOOSE SAYS!

My dear little Blossoms, there are now in this world, and always will be, a great many grannies besides myself, both in petticoats and pantaloons, some a deal younger to be sure; but all monstrous wise, and of my own family name.  These old women, who never had chick nor child of their own, but who always know how to bring up other people’s children, will tell you with very long faces, that my enchanting,