through the Louvre and the Tuilleries, to the Gardens of the Tuilleries, which I need not say, are laid out on a scale of great extent and magnificence, and are profusely adorned with fine statues, and groups in bronze and marble. Every one must admire the taste and munificence displayed in the varied avenues of this fairy spot. And then to expose those valuable and exquisite works of art so freely and publicly to all classes and conditions of the populace, and yet no mutilation or injury to them, is even thought of. Americans and Britons may well wonder at it, and go and do likewise. It is perhaps this very liberality in the display of the fine arts to the 'common people,' which creates and promotes among them such instinctive politeness, as well as taste and refinement. Although thousands and tens of thousands are admitted at all times to these public places, there is no jostling and crowding each other, and rarely the least disorder of any kind. Passed through Place de la Concorde, (late Place Louis XVI.,) and the Champs Elysées, where they were removing the lamps, etc., used in the late fete of the three days, and walked up the broad and noble avenue to the triumphal arch de L'Etoile, which was completed a few days since, and is one of the most conspicuous, and most admired ornaments of the capital. I will send you a printed description, which will save me a great many words. Suffice it to say, that the most extravagant epithets will not give you too high an idea of it. It is of white marble, adorned with exquisite bas-reliefs, and is so immense in

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extent and height, that from the Pont Neuf, about three miles distant, it is conspicuous far above the tall trees of the Champs Elysées, and all the surrounding objects.

Returned to the Louvre, and spent the forenoon in its celebrated Musée and Gallery of Paintings. This gallery is one thousand three hundred and thirty feet long, and would reach from Broadway to Wooster-street! The ceiling is oval, and is elegantly gilded and adorned. The perspective of the gallery is much like that of Thames Tunnel, and the farther end appears to be only three or four feet high. As to the paintings, I have marked in the catalogue those which particularly struck me, and no farther description would be worth while. The gallery of ancient sculpture is of course intensely interesting, and contains one of the finest collections in the world. (See Madame Starke.) Walked up to the Boulevards, which, with Rue Rivoli, Rue Castiglione, and perhaps two or three others, are the only streets which do credit to the city. The Boulevards are quite modern; and when the trees are matured, and the building finished, they will be much more beautiful than now. The Boulevard des Italiens is the handsomest. In the Boulevard Conti, is the superb church of St. Madeliene, the interior of which is not yet completed. It is on the model of a Grecian temple, of white marble, surrounded with exquisite Corinthian pillars, and ornamented with bas-reliefs, and is doubtless the largest and most costly building of the Corinthian order at present existing. It was commenced by Napo

leon as a grand national temple, and the nation has paid liberally for it. Gorgeous as it is in design and execution, the architecture is from the best classic models, worthy of the palmy days of Athens and Sparta. In the Place Vendome, near by, is the celebrated column (on the model of Trajan's,) erected by Napoleon to commemorate his victories. What a gigantic mind was Napoleon's! It is displayed as much in the monuments, edifices, and public works, which he planned and executed, as in his ambitious projects for the conquest of Europe. This column is made of cannon taken in his battles, and you must see it, in order to understand the difficulty as well as grandeur of such a project.

Returned to my room before dark; for recent examples have shown, that it is not quite safe to be out alone, late in the evening, in the streets of Paris. Several persons have been attacked and robbed, and one or two killed, in this neighborhood, within a few days.

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St. Sulpice-Versailles-Palace and Gardens-King of NaplesQueen and Royal Family of France-Palais Royal-St. Roche -Jardin des Plants-Gallery of the Luxembourg-Notre Dame -Palais de Justice-Bibliothèque du Roi-Louis Philippe-Les Gobelins-The Pantheon-Taglioni-Les Invalides—Chamber of Deputies-Père la Chaise-Prince Czartoryski-Beauty, etc. etc.

Sunday. Went to St. Sulpice, which is ranked as the second church in Paris, next to Notre Dame. It is Roman Catholic, of course, for there are but four or five Protestant churches in all Paris! The front of St. Sulpice is grand and imposing, but the rest is not particularly so. The interior is spacious and lofty, but far less elaborately finished and decorated than the cathedrals of England. There are large niches around the walls, inclosed with a railing, and adorned with fine paintings, an altar, etc., which seemed to be private or family chapels. Several companies of children, apparently belonging to schools, were led into the church by priests in black cloth robes. These priests were reading the service in various parts of the church, and in the nitches, to groups of ten or twenty; but the principal one was before the grand altar, which is gorgeous in design and decoration.

7th.-Went to Versailles, where there was to be a grand review, etc. The doctor, a medical student, a New.

Orleans gentleman, and myself, took a hack together, and started off about eleven o'clock. All the world had gone or were going; the vehicles of all sorts, from the superb barouche of the nobility, to the go-cart of the market folks, were innumerable. Rode along the Quai des Tuilleries and the Champs Elysées. Passed St. Cloud, the favorite residence of Napoleon, and the scene of the bloodless revolution which gave him the government of France. Near the palace is a column for telegraphs, by which Napoleon communicated with Paris. A certain light was a signal that he would see nobody. Neither lord nor lady

must approach.

Review just over! The

Arrived at Versailles at one. palace here is immensity personified. It can hardly be comprehended. From the magnificent gardens, the view of it is superb. These gardens will more than realize the most brilliant fairy scene of the Arabian Nights. They extend several miles in each direction; laid out with the most perfect neatness and order; and this is their only fault. There is too much trimming-too much exactness. If they were a little more like the wild beauty of nature, they would please my eye as well. Statuary, of all sorts, is liberally disposed throughout these vast grounds; noble avenues intersect each other at half-angles in the gardens and park; and in these the trees are so placed and trimmed as to form a grand triumphal arch; while the squares between are occupied by fountains, curiously devised, or by a bed of flowers.