The Argosy — page 63: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

From London to Salzburg. 53 place in Roman Catholic countries. .Stretched across the streets from the upper windows of the houses were ropes holding flags and flowers, and bell-shaped ornaments made of pieces of tobacco-pipe and red flannel ; the ends finished off with bits of glass cut in diamonds, that jangled in the wind with an incessant but not unpleasant sound. Here and there stood an altar in process of demolition, nothing left of the grandeur that had been but the boards, carpets, and green branches. The streets were still crowded with gaily dressed men and women, prome- nading about arm in arm with that air that only foreigners know how to assume. Chattering, laughing, sauntering ; now hailing a camarade and forcing him to link in with them; now breaking out into the ram- I i iy } \ iu ] i | L! ji ‘ pa BRUGES CANAL, WITH PARTIAL VIEW OF BELFRY. pant chorus of some popular song. The quiet streets of Bruges were alive with noise and jollity, so that to get an impression of the town in its every-day aspect was impossible. It was the Mois de Mane, and the people were doing homage thereto in a manner that agreeably com- bined both the sacred and the profane. Space will not permit us to linger, or to give even a short record of what was to be seen there. Returning to the station by way of the canal—which, with its old houses, and a view of the belfry whose praises Longfellow has sung, was a refreshing picture of quiet hfe—we found it more crowded than ever. People were talking in loud. voices, same CO