Phenix gazette. [volume] (Alexandria [D.C.]) 1825-1833, 1826-10-11
From The London Literary Gazette.
PAUL PRY ON HIS TRAVELS.

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Ihave iustlearnt that the famous Ex-Sherff
Parkins has left Paris to canvass the city OF
Canterbury | certainly mean to oppose him.;
let us each stand on our own merits, and let
the good people Of Canterbury Judge for them
selves. 1t is for him to say what he has done,
OF what he can do, and fancy it will all turn
out Canterbury tale. He has been years at
Paris; what has he done there for the city he
wishes to represent? why, will tell you; he
went to see the pictures of Canterbury Cattle
dral al the Diorama, which he called visit OF
respect to his constituents, and much good
may it do them; he is, however, quite confident
of his success, as on his aforesaid VISIT not one
citizen refused his vote. Decidedly our Lon
don citizens do not shine at Paris, though they
blaze enough: every body knows the story Of
the card of the fen Lord Mayor Parkins hum
bly, contents himself with having engraved on
his visiting card-"Joseph Wilfred Parkins,
ESQ. Sheriff of Lon. 1879" He seems as
much afraid ofbeing taken for any other per-
son, as any other person would be Of being ia
! ken for him.
Amongst the London visitors at Paris was a
| fashionable hat maker and his daughters He
had splendid apartments, and gave splendid en-
tertainments to all those he could get to go, his
magni6cence gained the name ofthe Prince de
| FeH.-He gave his card to every body he met,
and hoped TO have the honor of seeing them at
a the donsant not, Mr. Editor, tea and turn out,
but tea and turn out your toes, which Is, l am
told, the proper and literal translation of a the
dunsant, and not, as some Ignorant persons have
imagined, dance of cups and saucers. The
Prince of Felt was introduced to gentleman on
the Bouevards, and presented his card with the
usual formula; when the other wlckedly repll-
ed, Thank you, Mr.. B., have got your address
| in my hat He FASTENED home, fainted and
was only recovered by having his temples
chafed by the prncesses with whole bottle OF
Eau de Cologne.
There are two grand classes of English in
Paris: the first composed of persons of high re-
spectablity in their own country, these keep TO
themselves, and see little English society, for
reasons which will soon be seen; the other class
| is composed Of those 'swho, for debt and other
crimes. had fled" from Old England, and their
conduct a: Paris prove the truth OF an old Latin
saying that picked up in the Dictionary OF
! Quotations.
Crum, non animum, mutant, qui tranmare currunt;
! which means. that knave at London is knave
at Paris or Boulogne This class carry their
heads very high, and wear remarkably stiff era
watts. fancying that an elevation OF the chin a
couple of inches is the true criterion of great
ness. They also hang together here, which
thew find more conducive to long life than
han cling together at the Old Bailey II you
go to party of this order, go as early as you
can, and stay as iare as you can, and you will
have the pleasure of hearing the characters
drawn, large as life, Of all those who come in
or 90 out. | went to one Of them, and was high
ly amused. was the third guest. took my
sea, near middleaged lady Of sixty-hve, whose
cheeks did honor to the plant of bastard saffron
and its elegant manipulation by Martin only
son and successor 10 Madem0iseNe Martin -
PRAY, Mr. Gazette, tell me why do wenol make
the vegetable rouge in England? if pound a
pot must be paid for bastard saffron in the
shape ofroage, it is better to SO into English
pockets than those of NJ. Martin whose roses
outblush those of nature.
My middle aged friend was very social and
communicative, which is what | like, and an
swered all my questions before could well ask
them. The first party that entered had no soon
err been presented to mine hostess, than my
companion rose and made such swinging
courtesy, that thought it would have ended in
pirouette: she sat down, and clapping her face
close TO mine, her fan gracefully hiding our
countenances; "Look there said she, "Mr.
a false report, evidently, we have not heard of
| the Elk, at that election.- Ed