The Northern Daily Times.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1856-05-13 00:00:00

THE RAILWAY STATIONS.

The public houses in these localities becoming plethoric
of guests very soon. As at the stage, the pushing and
jostling here was considerable, but so far as we know all
went off safely. The remainder of the evening was
lowering and rain fell, but no doubt a visit of that descrip-
tion would be as acceptable as that of our friends from
the country, to all of whom we wish pleasant holidays.

THE ZOOLOGICAL GARDENS.
Tke spirited proprietor (ifr. Atkins) has this year provi-
ded for the holiday folks an unsurpassing treat, namely,
Mons. Jullien's grand military band, assisted by the
Trumpeters of the second regiment rof the Zonaves.
Yesterday, unfortunately, the weather was exceedingly
unpropitious; but, notwithstanding, there was a fair
sprinkling of company, who richly enjoyed the treat afforded
them. When we say that Herr Reichert performed on the
flute, M. Collinett, on the flageolet, M. Lavigne, on the
oboe, Mr. Wevile, on the clarionet, M. Jarrett, Herr
Stermenhuggen and M. Simab, on the horn, M. Arban
and M. Leloup, on the cornet, Mr. Hughes, on the ophicleide,
M. :Cola Stanti, on the contra bombardone, and Herr
Kcenig, on the principal cornet, with Mons Jullien as their
leader, we need scarcely add, everything went off with the
greatest eclat. The gardens have been most tastefully
decorated, but the most attractive sight of all is the magni-
ficent view of the ancient City of Nineveh, which has
been got up in a style that far surpasses anything which
Mr. Atkins has formerly produced at these gardens. The
performances of each evening conclude with a magnificent
display of fireworks. Those who have not visited this
favourable resort, we should advise them to do so on
Thursday next, when Mons. Jullien and his unrivalled band
will again perform their orchestral wonders.

THE HOLIDAY ON THE_ OTHER SIDE OF THE

MERSEY.

The Whitsuntide holidays, since the days of yore, have
been known as giving an opportunity for amusement to
the million, and yesterday was no exception to that gene-
ral rule. At an early hour in the morning the appearance of
the atmosphere was rather doubtful—the young and gay
wished, but „the wish was father to the thought," that
the day would be auspicious for their rural enjoyments,
while the elder portion of the community looked doubtful,
and made sundry parenthetical ejaculations as to the
prospects of a real day of happiness. Notwithstanding
the hopes of one party and the doubts of the other, about
ten o'clock the weather was most propitious for each and
all to have a day's recreation. At that hour thousands of
our population, from the scions of our rich merchants,
with their nearest and dearest relatives, of the feminine
gender, might be seen wending their .way: through the
various avenues of the town to the Landing-stage' from
whence all excursions of pleasure, either seaward or up
the river as far as navigable, are taken. To describe the
scene on that (the Landing-stage) great desideratum to
the intercourse between Liverpool and Birkenhead, but
which will shortly have a rival in a monster construction
which, instead of affording accommodation between these
two places, is to give facilities for the transit of goods and
passengers from every quarter of the world, would be a
work of supererogation. Suffice it to say, that there was
from Chapel-street, Brunswick-street,Water-street, James's-
street, the Giree, and along the line of streets from the
north and south ends of the town, a continual influx of
visitors, just arrived from all parts from whence the railway
companies in connection with the town ran cheap trips, all
of whom were out for the holidays—some to enjoy the
rural sports in the suburban districts ; others, by far the
larger proportion of the hard toiling mechanics from
Manchester, Preston, and other manufacturing districts, to
delight in viewing the beauties of the shipping of the port,
which can scarcly be surpassed in any place in the United
Kingdom. Fortunately, their desires were fully realised,
for it is some time since our docks, or the river Mersey,
presented so great a number of specimens of naval architec-
ture. The river itself was studded with ships and steamers
of the noblest and most beautiful construction, to indivi-
dualise which would be a most arduous task, but still the
Australian lines were the most admired. The docks
themselves presented such a noble array of ships
from all nations of the world, and bearing freights
of the most valuable merchandise, that they were looked