The Potter journal. [volume] (Coudersport, Pa.) 1857-1872, 1865-01-18

L replied, II certainly shaH starVe IL
this is fair sample Of meals to be had
in this city"
"Come, Henry, | see your case is des
perate, therefore we 4lll 90 over to John
Saunders, and have something suitable
to the state of your appetite" j"
"And pray who is John Saunders? l
asked.
can Englishman," replied George,
"who Is making a fortune by giving ISL
anders like ourselves, something fit to
eat"
George Lester was we'll acquainted
with Brussels, having been some months
there several years previously.
Upon arriving at the Rue'd Isabelle, =
narrow back street. Lester conducted me
into very modest looking Dwelling
Upon entering l was agreeaby surprised
70 find everything thoroughly English in
their appointments. Lester Informed me
that all the bon vivants Of English soci-
ETY. in Brussels met here, many taking
their meals here, in preference to the
hotels.
While we were doing justice to our
nicely prepared supper, several gentlemen
entered, ard took their seats directly op-
posite to where we were seated. The
tallest of the party crossed over to our
table, hat in hand, saying, Excuse me,
gentlemen, ] believe We have met before
your faces are so familiar. Your names,
if you please"
As We gave them, he exclaimed, "Ah !!
thought | was rot mistaken, and,
graspiog our hands, he asked US if We
had forgotten Oxford"
What Lord Marsgate," We beth
cried
" The same, al your service"
After talking over by gone times, Lord
Marsgate suddenly turned to Lester, aud
said, Lord and Lady Herbert are at
present in this city, accompanied by their
niece, who is the bright particular star
Of English society here. You must be
with her, for her father vas
pastor of the village church near fathers
estate"
"Thc lady's name," said Lester, turn
ing pale.
"1Iiss Helen Thornton" replied Mars,
gate.
"At what hotel are they stopping ?"
exclaimed Lester, who, in his agitation,
arose and grasped Lord Marsgate's arm.
Perceiving our sursprise, he resumed bis
seat Lord Marsgate wrote the desired
information upon card, and handed it
TO him.
"Come, my friends, join our party, if
YOU dc not feel too fatigued after your
journey" said Lord Marsgate. ave are
going to have Roger in Robert le
Diable'"
We assented to this proposal. An in
PRODUCTION to the rest of the party ensued,
aud in a few moments we were in the Rue
Royale, walking secladedly along the
broad pavement. | surveyed its stately
hotels and looked, with pleasure, at the
trees Of the park. Well may Brussels be
named "Le petite Paris, for it resemb mbles
its uamesake in the gaiety of the masses
that crowd to winter beneath its blue sky
Its boulevards, streets and churches have
a decidedly French air The palace Of
his Majesty King of Belgium, with nu
merous other buildings pertaining to the
government, are built of white marble,
which has a very chaste effect. The IA
vorite palace of the king is some leagues
out of Brussels, and is situated in the
midst of fairy,Iike grounds 1t Is the
same palace that formerly belonged to the
King Of Holland, and vas purchased By
the Belgians for their sovereign.
Arriving at the opera house, we per
oeived the gen-d armes dressed 10 dark
green uniforms, and black hats with
green plumes, pacing before its DOORS.
They carry small musket, the weapon
which they use to enforce order.
Ascending fight Of marble steps, we
found ourselves in large hall, which was
decorated with statues, bear
ng vases filed with flowers. The port
,ess showed US onr box, and l became
Interested in the opera.
L am an enthusiastic aQmlrer or music /; /
therefore, my soul drank in the melody of
magnificent "Creation. >
Roger faithfully justified all the reports
lad heard of his voice and exquisite ac-
ing. Imagination had loose rein as l
5azed upon the scene called lie Tempt
luon." The curtain descending at the
,ud 0f the act. restored nv enrantured
senses to surrounding objects.
I turned to George, and said something
about Rogers fine voice; but he was too
distracted to answer. Que of our party
rallied him upon looking at certain box
al the evening, whereupon Lord Mars
gate said, "Ah Lester, do not lose your
heart, for la belle Anglaise is as cold as
lie Alpine heights"