172THE NOEMAL ADVANCE.I saw tears in her eyes. She stood looking towardthe crowd, who were laughing immoderately andlooking at us. But I mus...
filth and unseemly sights meet the eye at every turn
odorsindescribable assail the nose in every quarter ofthe city
noises comparable only to the Midwaybombard the ears from sunrise to sunrise. Narrow, uneven streets are crowded with dirty, diseased, deformed, ...