The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1867-12-06
Letter from Boston.


Hardly has Boston produced and begun to
enjoy ono motion" than i Is again big with
another. The notion Of to-day Is Charles
Dickens, a resident Of London, the author OF
some works Of which he may we'll be proud
and Of Others Of which he ought to be ashamed.
Mr.. Dickens recently came to Boston. and
stays at the Purker House. had my hrst
sight at c. D., on Saturday. Imet /. I. fie'ds'
who is Book. psblisher on fremont street.
opposite the Park Street Church, and on the
corner over against Remarks celebrated Jew
clry establishment, walking towards Kings
Chapel. wreathed IN the smiles OF . man VINO
has good enjoyment In and profound admi-
ration of-No. /. It struck me that something
was up. Sure enough, soon after. l had the
great felicity to behold the aforesaid fie'as
walking with gray haired man. wearing
very foreign pair Of kids, which from their APP
pearance had long been on hand. Dickens
doesn't look like his former portraits and indeed
the intense Qualification evinced By Fields "
the escort OF the novelist kept me constantly
turning from Boz to his keeper. Had one been
on Wabash Avenue In Chicago on Thahkssiv-
ing forenoon, and seen Charles Shaw " then
presently escort the triumphantly advancing
Weston to his goal, the smile Of satisfaction
that played around the lips Of the virtuous
Charles on that occasion, would have been lee
BILE compared with the constant succession OF
happy smiles that illumed the countenauce OF
the book pub, while performing this kind Of
fec. But still saw the last Boston notion.
Last night he appeared at fremont Temple and
read quite acceptably to q full house. There
we're present Long fellow, Holman, Dana. Fields,
Lowell. and all the cream Of the Boston Litera-
Il, mot that any Of the above are the Jroih-
only happen to remember them). A good re-
ception was given him, and the applause at
such sentences as "call Samuel Weller" was
very heavy. for knew the young fellow that
started It. Selwyn's Theatre Is one OF the no
tons Of Boston. It Is a neat theatre. decorated
as all such places arc apt to be, rather gau-
Oily, and with some disregard for taste. l mean
good taste. II has drop scene painted by an
artist who marked II "Rural Smith" and
which claims to show the source Of the ANA
ION. The article claiming to be water gushing
out of what We are led to believe, Is intended
rs space between rocks and mountains, seems
more like tribute to the temperance element
In the late Massachusetts, Legislature, than
representation Of the pure article. At the
bottom Of the curtain are the portraits OF six
dead heroes, which think are very poorly
done. The Boston papers think everything In
and appertaining to this Theatre Is elegant.
cannot 60 rs far as that. They have m excel
lent stock company, . fine orchestra and
comedians sido entrance on Essex street. oil VI
which nrc In tho highest degree commendable.
and one cannot better enjoy IN evening than
In witnessing the superb rendering OF one Of
Boucicault's comedies at this place OF enter
tainment
The Daily Advertiser, one Of the great fea-
lures Of Boston, gave itself enlarged proper
lions this week. It Is something to say that
the Advertiser Is the best paper In Boston, but
1t Is more to say, Il Is the best in New England.
Its proprietors withou. periodical boast rs to
their intentions, make good paper every
morning. and having read Il, one feels there Is
nothing else In the newspaper line about town,
worth looking after. The new .adrsrti"r
Building. just occupied by the publishers OF
this paper, Is eligibly situated. and In all Its
details Is model for convenience and comfort
The Spragues ut Providence are to-day work.
ing cotton which they bought at 81 cents, OF q
person who paid 81 cents for 1t. and thought
to get run at that two years ago. No won.
der cotton goods arc cheaper. USo.