Hawkers are a race of themselves

December 6, 1892
Shivering in the snow last evening, one of the hawkers of Church-street was heard crying out, “Tennyson’s last poem, words and music, two pence each.” There is among those poor fellows a rude picturesqueness of manner, dress, and speech which gives them a title to the use of the kerbstone. They are a race of themselves.
(Liverpool Mercury: December 6, 1892)