New-York tribune., 1870-08-16

ouiet as a England village on Sunday We went for
what seemed miles, meeting only here and there strag
Cling pedestrian serganf de rMe, and suddenly came
ont ON the rue de Rvol all gay with lights and crowds
of iders and rushing cabs and carriages as strange
contrast as need be. But Parisis full of contrasts
sts more characteristic seen In the street every
day. and all hours in the day. as we meet the soldiers
nrvates and officers induging themselves in the brief
bour before departure, with little harmless joy They
pass under my window along the narrow rueeiechasse
as in the bottom of wellevery fifteen minutes bands
OF three or four dozen, boys and
generally much the worse even Tor the thn WINE they
have been puzzng and induglng in all sorts Of antics
The first ntnaon have of their coming Is the Mar
seilIose being most execraby sung or" Mourr pour Ia
natrie which ia better though nothing could be worse
than either and indeed we are getting heartily SICK OF
both However, looking down from the balcony see
such scenes as these band OF five young men, OF whom
the oldest does appear Judging from the tremendous
head of hair look down upon, to be more than "a years
old goes staggering along arms locked and taking
mn the street from curb to curb The extreme
man at the right fourishes half empty wine
bottle out OF which, between the stanzas, they
all drink in turn the extreme man at the left hods-a
baby The thing his probably II he likes TO think so,
and tits sound asleep, dressed very nicely In whte
frOck with blue ribbons, and pretty cap AS te Tigh-
hand man ourshes the bottle the lefthand man -four
shes the baby and probably by the end Of their jour
ney, they will get the two nexrieaby mixed and per-
hote Bebind tbe row Of men, at respectful distance
enough to draw tears OF blood from Mrs H. b. stanton
came the women who belong to these neerdowees They
are decently dressed AMI walk armnarm singing the
alto young fellows bass No doubt BABY belongs
10 one of them but YOU wouldn't think and the two
bands disappear they came. Perhaps the next ar
rival with more Marseiaise, will be an open yotnre
with soldiers lolling the cushions, cracking the
drivers whip, Hourshing wine-bottles, and yelling
at the passers-by met cab this morning, the driver of
which was sound asleep while roaring Jehu OF sol
derboy driving the distracted horse, ana out OF
each window olled another soldier singing the Marsei-
lase and thrashng the pavement In tune with long,
green tree-branch. And everybody seemed to think
was the thing TO do and took no particular notice
Just there went by another band OF men, this time
older, with another row OF women behind, and two or
the men led little twoyear-Old baby by tho hands who
walked along 10 the tune the old Revolution with as
steady step his elders. And they keep going all
day not in my street alone OF course, but In all the
streets and it is pleasant TO see how little real disturb
ance they make for all their noise observe that the
curriers' at work the buildings opposite seldom
leave their work to look unless the band il larger than
usual, and then they seem indifferent to it, Here
comes a queer set. One fellow, far gone, h sing
ing "Allons enfants" to his bottle which he every
now and then embraces aieconatciy; another has his
large round loaf balanced on his head where VIII stay
till his companions take ID into their heads to knock 1t
of, and so they 20.