Pickwick Abroad: or, The Tour in France — page 382: what you’re looking at

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Pickwick Abroad. 317 Mr. Chitty declared that such enlightened society as that in which he then found himself, was sufficient to expel ceruleos diabolos—the blue devils, from any one in the world. To be briet, the evening was a most pleasant one; and at about half-past eleven several hackney-coaches were summoned from the nearest stand to convey the guests to their respective abodes. Mr. Scuttle was delighted at the supposed affection of Mr. Kallaway for his niece, and he did not forget to joke him upon the subject as he took his leave. Mr. Kallaway imagined that the bon mot referred to Mr. Pickwick, and laughed accordingly; and thereupon he parted with the company in the best of all possible humours. Mr. Siffkin must now for a moment occupy our attention; for Mr. siffkin, having been conveyed as far as the Rue Royale Saint Honoré in the coach occupied by Mr. Scuttle and his niece, was compelled to perform the rest of his journey on foot, as he resided at a hotel in the Place Vendoéme. He accordingly put his best foot foremost, and walked rapidly up the Rue St. Honoré towards the Rue de Castiglione Arrived in this latter street, he stood a moment to survey the splendid scene that lay around him. The tall column was irradiated by the beams of a lovely moon, which also glittered upon the gilded spears of the gardens of the Tuileries; and the white buildings of the Rue de Castiglione, with their magnificent arcades, appeared like the entrance to the marble cities of which we read in oriental tales. ‘The banner of France hung over the gate of the hotel occupied by the Minister of Finance; and the sounds of revelry and of music issued from the lordly halls of that gorgeous abode. There is no city in the universe which affords so splendid a view as that formed by the locality we are now briefly describing. ‘The eye surveys a line of noble streets—a magnificent octangular arena in which the column of the conqueror of = F=S | fae | ec eae ee a iB! ‘ sa al —— alee wee i” Af ' ’ ——_ a a ———s ——— / ——— WA - ' = / | hor A cay = HAN Wa =} Al he EV eet RAMANA | ) a | | Jus 2 |E AINE EAT ae “Aig i} it Va) | em wi ||| coe ime rR A NS ry =| = =o sa ra fener) p =)) a ee = \ Europe rears its proud head to the heavens—the foliage of the palace gardens beyond the Rue de Rivoli at one extremity of the prospect, and the tall trees of the Boulevards at the other. The spectator is compelled to admire the height, the architecture, and the regularity of the buildings—his liveliest recollections are awakened by that tall <S) (C(O) CONANICELOOO