Year: 1867




who wants to send his name down to
the future ages, and receive the graf
itude of millions p If there be such
man let him establish free baths,
and ten to one he will accomplish the
end Surely America ought not to
be behind Europe in bestowing such
a blessing upon the people.


BUILDING.


The present Emperor is transform
ing Paris. The old city has disap-
peared. Wide avenues have been
carried in every direction, cutting
right through the old town. The
Improvement" OF the city has been
entrusted to Baron Hauseman, one of
the Emperor's personal friends, and
the Baron has used his liberty with
out regard to cost or anything else,
except to make Paris the most won
derful city in the world. He has
plowed right and left, north and
south, east and west, tearing down
and building up with astonishing
audacity. The structures now rising,
whether public or private, along the
new boulevards, are magnificent and
imposing. There is but one kind of
material used-white limestone
quarried a few miles north of the
city. There are no glaring brick
walls, but instead walls of uniform
color, neutral tint, and pleasing to
the eye. The stone when quarried
is soft, and if put at once into the
wall may be dressed with an ak, but
it hardens by exposure. 1t is a
strange sight to see a workman with
a broad ak hewing the whole side of
building, from top to bottom, dress
ing it as neatly as though it were
chalk. Outside walls, therefore, are
easily raised, and figures wrought
with facility. The comparative ease
with which the building material can
be wrought, its beauty, it's beauty,
its unvarying tint, give Parisians a
great advantage over builders in
other cities, enabling them to rear at
little cost structures of surprising
beauty. a-


| know of no sight more imposing
than look from the Quays of the
Seine. Stand on the massive bridge
of St. Michael, which spans the river
at the very heart of the city. As far
as the eye can reach up and down
the street are massive buildings-the
Tuiliers, the Louvre, the Palace of
Justice. the Legislatif, the Hotel de
Vile, Norte Dame, the Chamber of
Commerce, the theatres, with numer-
Gus massive private edifice' the
bridges, the long walls, holding the
river in its proper place-all so neat,
trim, beautiful and imposing, that
you involuntarily exclaim that there
is no city so beautiful as Paris.


STREET SCENES. -5


The streets of this capital Of fash
ion and pleasure are alive with peo-
pie. There is not the dull, heavy,
constant roaring of London there
is wanting the heavy traffic of New
York, but light vehicles roll along
by the thousand. 1t requires twenty
thousand cabs to do the light riding
Of this people Riding is SO cheap
that you cannot afford to. walk
Thirty cents will carry you anywhere
inside of the city walls in a cab, but
cheaper than cabs are the omnibuses
. mot running heller skelter, but un-
der system---all owned by one com
pany with some 600 omnibuses and
1000 horses, carrying eighty million
passengers per annum. The east
and west lines intersect with those
running north and south, so that you
can reach almost any section Of the
great city for six cents.


Stand anywhere you please and
watch the never ceasing tide of life
sweep by. Omnibuses, always full,
cabs jogging at regular pace, great
loads of hay not pitched of in fork
fulls, but done up in wisps and sold
by the wisp loads Of wood done up
in little bundles, brush for kindlings,
tied up by the peasant women Now
a great wagon filled with calves,
going to market, all of which had
inspection at the city gate to ensure
heath in the Metropolis now pro-
cession of wine trucks here comes
the great stone crusher, weighing
several tons, grinding the broken
stone to powder beneath its ponder
Gus pressure soldiers from Algeria,
swarthy Turcos with Zouave cos
tune soldiers of the line in trim.
uniform, of the Imperial top heavy
with bear-skin cap; workmen in
wooden shoes-such shoes as would
make a sensation in Boston-cIamp,
clamp, clamp they go upon the side
walk-worn here in Paris and
throughout France by those too poor
to wear anything as soft as leather.


And now the workwomen, in coarse
dress, but every one wearing white
ruffled cap. 1t is their only head
dress. Never a bonnet have they
owned, nor Will they ever own one.
At home or abroad it is ever the same
white cap. Look at that space "a
round the tower of St. James and
you behold it filed with servants
and young children, and every little
toddling creature, every infant, chub-
by-cheeked girl, tumbling on the
grass or making dirt pies, wears a
white ruffled cap. A work woman
or servant girl appearing without a
cap would be out of her sphere. And
what strong creatures these servant
girls are |! They will carry a great
trunk up to the fifth story, or toss it
from the ground to the top of a cab
as if it was the easiest task in the
world. .-...... ..r.s


But enough of this rambling
Next week the Exposition will open,