CHANCERY LANE

Evening Star, Issue 18998, 21 July 1925, Page 3

CHANCERY LANE

A stranger to London might, suppose that, of all its streets, Chancery Lane holds Hie least romance (observes a writer in the ‘Daily Express’). But this would bo wrong. Tho tall, ugly buildings on tho cast certainly overshadow, but they do not destroy, tho beauty of the old gate of Lincoln’s Inn on the other side oi the way, and one has only to pass through this doorway to he carried hack to the days when the lawyers held aloof from the common people in their old fastnesses. It is at night or in tho early dawn, however, that Chancery Lane is seen at its best. Then it unexpectedly reveals itself as a narrow, winding road—a lane in every sense—and recalls the little passages that survive, from old London to the middle of the city. The people, too. who use Chancery Lane are out of the ordinary. Law students from every part of tho world tread its pavements; there have Lean moments when, with only Indians, West Africans, and Chinamen m sight, I have wondered whether I was in London at all.