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In the last paper I have spoken of an English Sunday in the country and its calming effect upon the landscape;but where is its sacred influence more strikingly obvious than in the very heart of London? On this sacred day the huge monster is charmed into rest.The intolerable noise and struggle of the week are at an end.The shops are shut.The fires of factories are extinguished2,and the sun,no longer darkened by dirty clouds of smoke,pours down a yellow light into the quiet streets.