ABSTRACT
… Mr Dickens has now, to our knowledge, for sixteen years been haunted by a great Dust-heap. In the Household Words for 1850 first appeared the account of that amazing mound. All his life long, at any rate in all that portion of it with which the public is acquainted, our writer has been industriously engaged in attempting to ferret out the bright things in dirty places; he has been like a very Parisian chiffonnier, industriously searching, with intense eye, among the sweepings, theodds and ends, and puddles of society, if haply some overlooked and undiscovered loveliness might not be found there….
