Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1850-08-01
Life I'm Paris.

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letter received in this city, from al
American gentleman now in Europe
The writer had no expectation of it
) publication; the reader will, howev
er, we doubt not, be pleased will
! its peruSal, more so, perhaps, than
it mad been studied production:
! | crowded so much into my brie
stay in Paris as to jade body anC
brain. Such a succession of won
ders pealed, clap after clap, upon mt
that | was fain to cry enough; such
a continued strain of magnifcences
!. that my sated curiosity asked fol
something common by way of re-
lief. was in a painful state OF ten
sity; | began TO fear that my eye:
would not relax to their usual diam.
eter, and that should present my.
self in quiet Geneva with a couple
of protruding eyeballs, as though
were fresh from some soul-harrow,
ing fright. By night it was the
same; gaudy equipages made high
way of my brain; miles Of pictures
on walking frames, marched slowly,
making me obeisance; whole palaces
danced a polka, without shaking
down a brick, and, perhaps, you
will not believe il, but more than
once | woke to find my palate suf-
fused in floods Of saliva, which imag-
mary delicacies had evoked. Thus
it was weaIisome by day and fever
by highland | was as hot in the morn
ing as if | had slept over landlord
Willis bakery; and | grew fashiona-
bic, too, in Paris-kept late hours,
and tried TO go the elegant, trifing,
&C., &c. Why notl He who has
FIVE dollars to spend is as rich and
important, as long as it lasts, (and
his manner of spending it suggests
more,) as he who has $1,000. 1t is
not the reality of the thing, you per-
ceive, nor the self satisfaction that
you are what you claim TO be,
which measures a mans comfort,
but public opinion-the estimation
Of others. Candor never requires
man TO confess himselfa Ounce, or
the world confess him a Crichton.-
So l rung the hotel bell mullitudin-
ously, called garcon up something
less than 800 stairs to scold him
about the boots, yawned into the
breakfast room at ten O'Clock, sip
ped my coffee, and called Tor "Gal-
ignani," took my wine at dinner as
though | had been used 10 it, and pa
trolled the streets till midnight
The true Partisan never sees the sun
rise; he takes his coffee and roll per-
haps in bed, certainly in his room,
breakfasts on chop at eleven o.
clock, generally at cafe, where he
collects the morning gossip, then
goes and gets shaved and perlumed
by his barber, takes a saunter on the
Boulevards, then a drive on the
Champs Elysees, comes home to din
ner, and here his morning commen-
ces; from this time to three o'clock |
past midnight he is in his element;
gay, brisk, vivacious, gliding from
opera to theatre and from that to
ball, till his bed rests him for the
same inane life another day. All
Paris is alive in the evening; the gay,
the simple, the vile, the mere gazer
like myself, the sharper, the revolu-
tiaBaire, stately danes and ambi-
tious politicians are all abroad. Shops
are brilliant, streets buzz with the
many voices, the pavement patters
TO the many sounding feet, gas lights
glitter, the false fair assail you at eve-
y step, the cafes resound with laugh
Ter, dice and domino. Every hell Of
is crowded-the saloons
sparkle with the bright array; FASH
enable folly rules triumphant in ev-
,ry corner. On Sunday this is par
.icularly so; then the devil and all
his imps have holiday, and they
Keep it in Paris. Every body seems
,rantically determined to do all he
lares in the face of Heaven, and af-
ronts the great king more than he
would any earthly potentate.-
There was opposite to my hotel
very fashionable magazine, or dry
yood store, as we call such. On Sun
lay it had what was called "dis-
plays" i. e. the ample halls were
hrown open, decorated most taste
ully with the richest goods the
world affords, to the inspection OF
he public. l watched the scene
rom my window. The rain fell in
torrents, yet the street from one end
10 the other, was jammed in with
fashionable carriages, disemboguing
their costly clothed inmates at or
near the door of this temple of FASH
ion. But this was a mere inno-
cency to some other things | could
mention. At the same time the
churches are devotionally full. What