text: " Honour to Joe Stimpson and his missus! They have the true _ring_ of the ancient coin of hospitality; none of your hollow-sounding _raps_: they know they have what I want _a home_ and they will not allow me at their board to know that I want one: they compassionate a lonely isolated man and are ready to share with him the hearty cheer and unaffected friendliness of their English fireside: they know that they can get nothing by me nor do they ever dream of an acknowledgment for their kindness; but I owe them for many a social day redeemed from cheerless solitude; many an hour of strenuous labour do I owe to the relaxation of the old wainscotted dining-room at Bermondsey