A lady on one occasion came to Stepney in her carriage. A child was in it. I granted her an interview, and she laid down five 100-pound notes, saying they were mine if I would take the child and ask no questions. I did not take the child. Again, a well-known peer of the realm once sent his foot-man here with 100 pounds, asking me to take the footman's son. No. The footman could support his child. God and silver will never open my doors unless there is real destitution.
"It is to the homeless," said the doctor, "the actually destitute, that we open our doors day and night, without money and without price." (Text.) --Westminster Gazette, London.
