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Restaurant ( Cafe) on the Boulevards. Page 223. 
 
NEW YORK: 
 
 J Q II N R. ANDE E S O M, 
 
 PUBLISHES. 
 
Entered according to Act of Congress, in tho year 1G58, by 
 
 JACOB ABBOTT, 
 
 In the Clerk's Off.cc of the District Court of the District of Massa 
 eliusetts. 
 
CONTENTS 
 
 (IH4WEB 
 
 T. — The Arrangements. 
 II. — Crossing the Channel. 
 
 III. — Jourkey to Paris, . 
 
 IV. — The Garden of the Tuileries, 
 V. — The Elysian Fields, 
 
 VI. — A Great Mistake, 
 VII. — Carlos, .... 
 VIII. — The Garukx of Plants, 
 IX. — An Excursion, .... 
 X. — Eollo's Narrative, 
 XI. — Conclusion, .... 
 
 -— •«-i2iH-' — 
 
 PAS* 
 11 
 
 34 
 66 
 80 
 100 
 122 
 143 
 162 
 183 
 202 
 222 
 
 ENGRAVINGS 
 
 * RONTISriECB. PAGS 
 
 7n" Dinner at New Haven, 32 
 
 Entering DiErrE, 49 
 
 The Arrival, ......... .77 
 
 The Obelisk, 105 
 
 The HiproDROMja., 140 
 
 The Restaurant, ........ 173 
 
 Kinging in the open Ajr, ....... 1S7 
 
 PitCr 3B3IAXCE ON THE BOULEVARDS, . . . 219 
 
 UCj 
 
PRINCIPAL PERSONS OF THE STORY. 
 
 Rollo ; twelve years of age. 
 
 "Mr. and Mrs. Holiday ; Rollo' s father and mcther, travel' 
 
 ling in Europe. 
 Thanny; Rollo's younger brother. 
 
 Jane; Rollo's cousin, adopted by Mr. and Mrs Holiday. 
 Mr. George; a young gentleman, Rollo's uncle. 
 
HOLLO U PARI 
 
 Chi pter I. 
 The Arrangements. 
 
 Dining in London. The Strand. 
 
 ENTLEMEN and ladies at the hotels, in 
 London, generally dine about sis or seven 
 o'clock, each party or family by themselves, in 
 their own private parlor. One evening, about 
 eight o'clock, just after tho waiter had removed 
 the cloth, from the table where Hollo's father and 
 mother, with Rollo himself and his cousin Jen- 
 nie, had been dining, and left the table clear, Mr 
 Holiday rose, and walked slowly and feebly — • 
 for he was quite out of health, though much 
 better than he had been — towards a secretary 
 which stood at the side of the room. 
 
 " Now," said he, " we will get out the map and 
 the railway guide, and see about the ways of 
 getting to France." 
 
 Rollo and Jennie were at this time at the 
 window, looking at the vehicles which were 
 
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12 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Mr. Holiday's intimation. Studying tie route. 
 
 passing by along the Strand. The Strand is a 
 street of London, and one of the most lively 
 and crowded of them all. As soon as Rollo 
 heaid his father say that he was going to get the 
 map and the railway guide, he said to Jane, — 
 
 " Let's go and see." 
 
 So they both went to the table, and there, 
 kneeling up upon two cushioned chairs which 
 they brought forward for the purpose, they 
 leaned over upon the table where their father 
 was spreading out the map, and thus established 
 themselves very comfortably as spectators of the 
 proceedings. 
 
 " Children," said Mr. Holiday, " do you come 
 here to listen, or to talk ? " 
 
 "To listen," said Rollo. 
 
 "0, very well," said Mr. Holiday; "then I 
 km glad that you have come." 
 
 in obedience to this intimation, Rollo and 
 Jane took care not to interrupt Mr. Holiday 
 even to ask a question, but looked on and 
 listened very patiently and attentively for near- 
 ly half an hour, while he pointed out to Mrs. 
 Holiday the various routes, and ascertained 
 from the guide books the times at which the 
 trains set out, and the steamers sailed, for each 
 of them, and also the cos-t of gettiig to Paris 
 by the several lines. If the readers of this 
 
The Arrangements. 13 
 
 The English Channel. The Straits of Dover. 
 
 book were themselves actually in London, and 
 were going to Paris, as Rollo and Jennie were, 
 they would be interested, perhaps, in having all 
 this information laid before them in full detail. 
 As it is, however, all that will be necessary, prob* 
 ubly, is to give such a general statement of the 
 case as will enable them to understand the story. 
 By looking at any map of Europe, it vvill be 
 seen that England is separated from France by 
 the English Channel, a passage which, though it 
 looks quite narrow on the map, is really very 
 ■vide especially toward the west. The narrow* 
 e.3t place is between Dover and Calais, whero 
 the distance across is only about twenty-two 
 miles. This narrow passage is called the Struita 
 of Dover. It would have been very convenient 
 for travellers that have to pass between Lou- 
 don and Paris if this strait had happened to 
 lie in the line, or nearly in the line, between 
 these two cities ; but it docs not. It lies con- 
 siderably to the eastward of it ; so that, to cross 
 the channel at the narrowest part, requires that 
 the traveller should take quite a circuit round. 
 To go by the shortest distance, it is necessary to 
 cross the channel at a place where Dieppe is thd 
 harbor, on the French side, and New Haven on 
 the English. There are other places of cross* 
 lag, some of which are attended with one ad 
 
14 Rollo in Paris, 
 
 Comparing the routes. The cheapest lino. 
 
 vantage, and others with, another. In some, tha 
 harbors are not good, and the passengers hav€ 
 to go off in small boats, at certain times of tide, 
 to get to the steamers. In others, the steamers 
 leave only when the tide serves, which may 
 happen to come at a very inconvenient hour. 
 In a word, it is always quite a study with 
 tourists, when they are ready to leave London 
 for Paris, to determine by which of the various 
 lines it will be best for their particular party, 
 under the particular circumstances in which 
 they are placed, to go. 
 
 After ascertaining all the facts very carefully, 
 and all the advantages and disadvantages of 
 each particular line, Mr. Holiday asked his wife 
 what she thought they had better do. 
 
 " The cheapest line is by the way of New 
 Haven," said Mrs. Holiday. 
 
 " That's of no consequence, I think, now," said 
 Mr. Holiday. " The difference is not very great." 
 
 " For our whole party, it will make four or 
 five pounds," said Mrs. Holiday. 
 
 " Well," said Mr. Holiday, " I am travelling 
 to recover my health, and every thing must give 
 way to that. If I can only get well, I can earn 
 money fast enough, when I go home, to replace 
 what we expend. The only question is, Which 
 way will be the pleasantest and the most com- 
 fortable?" 
 
The Arrangements. U 
 
 Tbe poiat settled. Rollo's request. 
 
 " Then," said Mrs. Holiday, " I think we had 
 better go by the way of Dover and Calais, 
 where we have the shortest passage by sea." 
 
 " I think so too," said Mr. Holiday ; " so that 
 point is settled." 
 
 " Father," said Rollo, " I wish you would let 
 Jennie and ine go to Paris by ourselves alone, 
 some other way." 
 
 The reader who has perused the narrative oi 
 Rollo's voyage across the Atlantic will remem- 
 ber that, through a very peculiar combination 
 of circumstances, he was left to make that 
 voyage under his own charge, without having 
 any one to take care of him. He was so much 
 pleased with the result of that experiment, and 
 was so proud of his success in acting as Jennie's 
 protector, that he was quite desirous of trying 
 such an experiment again. 
 
 " 0, no ! " said his father. 
 
 " Why, father, I got along well enough in 
 corning over," replied Rollo. 
 
 " True," said his father ; ■ " and if any acci- 
 dent, or any imperious necessity, should lead 
 ro your setting out for Paris without any escort, 
 I have no doubt that you would get through 
 safely. But it is one thing for a boy to be put 
 into such a situation by some unforeseen and 
 nnexpected contingency, and quite another thing 
 
18 Rollo in Paris', 
 
 His fiuhor's reply. Mrs. Ht>r day's decision. 
 
 for his father deliberately to form such a plan 
 for him." 
 
 Rollo looked a little disappointed, but he did 
 not reply. In fact, he felt that his father waa 
 right, 
 
 " But I'll tell you," added Mr. Holiday. "If 
 your uncle George is willing to go by some dif- 
 ferent route from ours, you may go with him." 
 
 " And Jennie ?" inquired Rollo. 
 
 " Why ! Jennie ? " repeated Mr. Holiday, hes- 
 itating. " Let me think. Yes, Jennie may go 
 with you, if she pleases, if her mother is will- 
 in o*." 
 
 Jennie always called Mrs. Holiday her mother, 
 although she was really her aunt. 
 
 •' Are you willing, mother," asked Rollo, very 
 eagerly. 
 
 Mrs. Holiday was at a loss what to say. She 
 was very desirous to please Rollo, and at the 
 same time she wished very much to have Jennie 
 go with her. However, she finally decided the 
 question by saying that Jennie might go with 
 whichever party she pleased. 
 
 Rollo's uncle George had not been long iu 
 England. He had cutnc out from America some 
 time after Rollo himself did, so that Rollo had 
 not travelled with him a great deal. Mr. 
 George was quite young, though he was a great 
 
The Arrangements. 17 
 
 Mr. George.' ftollo's a-guraetits. 
 
 deal older than Rollo — too old to 'be much of a 
 companion for his nephew. Rollo liked him 
 very much, because he was always kind to him ; 
 'but there was no very great sympathy between 
 them, for Mr. George was never much interested 
 in sucli things as would please a boy. Besides, 
 he was always very peremptory and decisive, 
 though always just, in his treatment of Rollo, 
 whenever he had him under his charge. Rollo 
 was, however, very glad when his father con- 
 sented that he and his uncle George might go to 
 Paris together. 
 
 Mr. George was out that day, and he did not 
 come home until Rollo had gone to bed. Rollo, 
 however, saw him early the next morning, and 
 told him what his father had said. 
 
 " Well." said Mr. George, after hearing his 
 story, " and what do you propose that we should 
 do ? " 
 
 " I propose that you, and Jennie, and I should 
 go by the way of New Haven and Dieppe," re- 
 plied Rollo. 
 
 " Why ? " said Mr. George. 
 
 " You see it is cheaper that way/' said Rollo. 
 " We can go that way for twenty-four shillings. 
 It costs two and three pounds by the othef 
 Srays." 
 
 " That's a consideration," said Mr. George. 
 
18 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 «!i George's decision. Jennie at a loss. 
 
 " For the pound you would save," said Rollo 
 " you could buy a very handsome book in Par 
 is." 
 
 Rollo suggested these considerations because 
 lie had often heard his uncle argue in this way 
 before. He had himself another and a secret 
 reason why he wished to go by the New Haven 
 route ; but we are all very apt, when giving 
 reasons to others, to present such as we think 
 will influence them, and not those which really 
 influence us. 
 
 Mr. George looked into the guide book at the 
 pages which Rollo pointed out, and found that it 
 was really as Rollo had said. 
 
 " Well," said he, " I'll go that way with you." 
 
 So that was settled, too. 
 
 A short time after this conversation, Rollo's 
 father and mother, and also Jennie, came in. 
 Mr. Holiday rang the bell for the waiter to 
 bring up breakfast. Jennie, when she found 
 that it was really decided that her father and 
 mother were to go one way, and her uncle 
 George and Rollo .another, was quite at a loss 
 to determine which party she herself should 
 join. She thought very justly that there would 
 probably be more incident and adventure to be 
 met with in going with Rollo ; but then, on the 
 Other hand, she was extremely unwilling to b6 
 
The Arrangements. 19 
 
 Mr. Holiday's objection to the plan. 
 
 separated from her mother. She stood by her 
 mother's side, leaning toward her in an attitude 
 of confiding and affectionate attachment, while 
 the others were talking about the details of the 
 plan. 
 
 " I rather think there is one thing that you 
 have forgotten," said Mr. Holiday, " and which, 
 it strikes me, is a decided objection to your plan ; 
 and that is, that the steamer for to-morrow, from 
 New Haven, leaves at midnight." 
 
 " That's the very reason why I wanted to go 
 that way," said Rollo. 
 
 " Why, Rollo ! " exclaimed his mother. 
 
 '' Yes, mother," said Rollo. " There would be 
 so much fun in setting out at midnight. Think, 
 Jennie ! " added Rollo, addressing his cousin, 
 " we should sit up till midnight ! And then to 
 see all the people going on board by the light 
 of lanterns and torches. I wonder if there'll 
 be a moon. Let's look in the almanac, and see 
 if there'll be a moon." 
 
 " But, George," said Mrs. Holiday, " you will 
 not wish to set off at midnight. I think you 
 had better change your plan, after all." 
 
 But Mr. George did not seem to think that 
 the midnight departure of the boat was any 
 objection to the New Haven pkn. He had no 
 ticed that that was the time set for leaving 
 
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20 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Advantages of the route. The arrangemonts made 
 
 New Haven the next night, and he thought that, 
 on the whole, the arrangement would suit his 
 plans very well. He would have a good loLg 
 evening to write up his journal, which he said 
 was getting rather behindhand. The water, 
 too, would be more likely to be smooth in the 
 night, so that there would be less danger of sea- 
 sickness. Besides, he thought that both Rollo 
 and himself would become very sleepy by sit- 
 ting up so late, and so would fall directly to 
 sleep as soon as they got into their berths on 
 board the steamer, and sleep quietly till they 
 began to draw near to the coast of France. 
 The distance across the channel, at that point, 
 was such, that the steamer, in leaving at mid- 
 night, would not reach Dieppe till live or six 
 o'clock the next morning. 
 
 Accordingly, the arrangements were all made 
 for Rollo's departure the next day, with his 
 uncle George, for New Haven. Jennie finally 
 decided to go with her father and mother. The 
 idea of sailing at midnight determined her : for 
 such an adventure, attractive as it was in Rol- 
 lo's eyes, seemed quite formidable in hers. Rol- 
 lo had a very pleasant ride to New Haven, amus- 
 ing himself all the way with the beauties of 
 English scenery and the continual novelties 
 that every where met his eye. When they at 
 
Tue Arrangements. 21 
 
 New Haven and it? harbor described. 
 
 last arrived at New Ha\en, they found that the 
 harbor consisted merely of a straight, artificial 
 canal, cut in from the sea, where probally some 
 Email stream had originally issued. The sides 
 (f this harbor were lined with piers, and on oue 
 of the piers was a great hotel, forming a part, 
 as it were, of the railway station. There were 
 a few houses and other buildings near, but there 
 was no town to be seen. The railway was on 
 one side of the hotel, and the water was on the 
 other. When the train stopped, one of the 
 railway servants opened the door for Mr. 
 George and Ro!!o to got out, and Mr. George 
 went directly into the hotel to make arrange- 
 ments for rooms and for dinner, while Roilo, 
 eager to see the ships and the water, went 
 through the house to the pier on the other side. 
 lie found that there was a pretty broad space 
 on the pier, between the hotel and the water, 
 with a shed upon it for merchandise, and extra 
 tracks for freight trains. The water was quite 
 low in the harbor, and the few vessels that were 
 lying at the pier walls were mostly grounded in 
 the mud. There was oue steamboat lying oppo- 
 site the hotel, but it was down so low that, at 
 finl, Rollo could only see the top of the smoke- 
 pipe. Hollo went to the brink of the pier and 
 looked down. The steamer appeared very small 
 
22 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 The hotel. The coffee room. 
 
 It was painted black. There were very few 
 people on board. Rollo had a great mind to go 
 on board himself, as there was a plank leading 
 down from the pier to the top of the paddle 
 box. But it looked rather steep, and so Rollo 
 concluded to postpone going on board till Mr. 
 George should come out with him after dinner. 
 
 Rollo looked about upon the pier a few min- 
 utes, and then went into the hotel. He passed 
 through a spacious hall, and then through a pas- 
 sage way, from-which he could look into a large 
 room, the sides of which were formed of glass, 
 so that the people who were in the room could 
 see out all around them. The front of the room 
 looked out upon the pier, the back side upon 
 the passage way. A third side was toward the 
 vestibule, and the fourth toward the coffee 
 room. There were shelves around this room, 
 within, and tables, and desks, and people going 
 to and fro there. In fact, it seemed to be the 
 office of the hotel. 
 
 Rollo advanced to one of the openings that 
 was toward the passage way, and asked which 
 was the way to the coffee room. The girl 
 pointed to the door which led to it, and Rollo 
 went in. 
 
 He found a large and beautiful room, with 
 several tables set 'or dinner in different parts of 
 
The Arrangements. 21 
 
 Smngfrig the accounts. Travelling expenses. 
 
 It, and sideboards covered with silver, and 
 glasses against the walls. On one side there 
 were several large and beautiful windows, which 
 looked out upon the pier, and opposite to each 
 of these windows was a small dinner table, large 
 enough, however, for two persons. Mr. George 
 had taken one of these tables, and when Rollo 
 came in he was sitting near it, reading a news- 
 paper. 
 
 " Come, Rollo," said he, " I have ordered din- 
 ner, and we shall just have time to arrange our 
 accounts while they are getting it ready." 
 
 So saying, Mr. George took out his pocket 
 book, and also a small pocket inkstand, and a 
 pen, and put them all upon the table. 
 
 " Your father's plan," he continued," is this : 
 He is to pay all expenses of transportation, at 
 the same rate that he pays for himself ; so that, 
 whatever you save by travelling in cheap ways, 
 is your own." 
 
 " Yes," said Rollo, smiling, " I mean to walk 
 sometimes, and save it all." 
 
 " He is also to pay the expense of your lodg- 
 ings." 
 
 " Yes," said Rollo. 
 
 " Generally, of course, you will have lodgings 
 with him, but sometimes you will be away from 
 him ; as, for instance, to-night. In such cases, I 
 ;wv for your lodgings, on vour father's account.' 
 
24 Rollo in Parts. 
 
 Mr. George's opinion. 
 
 " Yes," said Rollo, " ] understand that." 
 
 " lie also pays the expense of all casualties." 
 
 "So he said," replied Rollo; "but I don't 
 understand what he means by that, very well." 
 
 " Why, )* ou niay meet with accidents that will 
 cost money to repair, or get into difficulties 
 which will require money to get out of. For 
 instance, yon may lose your ticket, and so have 
 to pay twice over ; or you may get lost yourself, 
 in Paris, and so have to hire a man with a ear- 
 riage to bring you home. For all such things, 
 the money is not to come from your purse. 
 Your father will pay." 
 
 " Suppose it is altogether my fault," said Rol- 
 lo. " Then I think 1 ought to pay." 
 
 " But your father said that he was sure you 
 would not be to blame for such accidents ; though 
 I think he is mistaken there. I have no doubt, 
 myself, that nearly all the accidents that will 
 happen to you will come from boyish heedless- 
 ness and blundering on your part." 
 
 '• .We'll see," said Rollo. 
 
 " Yc^, ,f said Mr. George, " we'll see." 
 
 ' Then, as to your board," continued Mr. 
 George, "your father said that you might do a? 
 you pleased about that. He would pay it, or you 
 might, and be allowed five francs a day for it." 
 
 "Five francs is about a dollar, is it not?" 
 risked Rollo. 
 
THE! ARllANGlSAiOSS. 
 
 Value of a franc. - Boarding at Paris. 
 
 " Yes," replied Mr. George, " very nearly 
 Hut you had better not reckon by dollars, now 
 af. all, but by francs altogether. That's a franc. n 
 
 Ho saying, Mr. George took a silver coin out 
 01 his pocket, and showed it to Rollo. It waa 
 nearly as large as a quarter of a dollar, or 
 tin English shilling, but not quite. A quarter 
 of a dollar is worth twenty-five cents, an Eng- 
 lish shilling twenty-four, and a franc about 
 twenty cents. 
 
 " You can have five of those a day to pay 
 your own board with." 
 
 " And how much Would it cost me at a board- 
 ing house, in Paris, to pay my board ? " asked 
 Rollo. 
 
 " Why, wo don't board at boarding houses in 
 Paris," said Mr. George. " We have rooms at 
 a hotel, and then we get breakfast and dinner 
 wherever we please, at coffee rooms and dining 
 rooms all over the city, wherever we happen to 
 be, or wherever we take a fancy to go. You 
 can get a very excellent breakfast for a franc 
 aud a half. A beefsteak, or an omelet, and 
 bread and butter and coffee." 
 
 "That's enough for breakfast," said Rollo. 
 "And then, dinner ? " 
 
 " You can get a first-rate dinner for two 
 francs, or even less. That makes three francs 
 and n half." 
 
28 Rollo ts Paris. 
 
 French tea. CsScuSationi!. 
 
 " And tea ? " 
 
 " They never take tea in Paris/' said Mr 
 George. " The French don't take tea." 
 
 " Why not ? » asked Rollo. 
 
 "I don't know," replied Mr. George, " ttuleai 
 it is because the English do. Whatever is done 
 in London, you generally find that just the con- 
 trary is done in Paris." 
 
 " Don't we have any thing, then, after din- 
 ner ? " asked Rollo. 
 
 " Yes," said Mr. George. " The French gen- 
 erally go and take a seat at a little round table 
 on the sidewalk, and have a little glass of bran- 
 dy and a cigar." 
 
 Here Rollo threw his head back, and laughed 
 loud and long. He was greatly amused at the 
 idea of his making an allowance, in calculating 
 how far his five francs would go, for a glass of 
 brandy and a cigar. Mr. George himself, se 
 date as he was, could not but smile. 
 
 " The fact is," said he, at length, there are 
 only two meals to calculate for, and they will 
 not cost, upon an average, more than three 
 francs and a half, if we are prudent and econom- 
 ical, and go to plain and not expensive places. 
 But then there is the immense amount that you 
 will be always wishing to spend for cakes, and 
 candy, and oranges, and nuts, and bonbons of 
 
The Arrangements. 27 
 
 Rollo's decision. Incidentals 
 
 all sorts and kinds. There is an endless variety 
 of such things in Paris. You will find half a 
 dozen cake shops in every street, with fifty dif- 
 ferent kinds of gingerbread and cake in them, 
 all of the richest and most delicious descrip- 
 tion." 
 
 " Yes," said Rollo, " I shall want some of 
 those things." 
 
 " No doubt," said Mr! George, " you will make 
 yourself sick eating them, I'll venture to say, 
 before you have been in Paris t\v r enty-four 
 hours." 
 
 " No," said Rollo, shaking his head resolutely ; 
 " and I think I had better take the live francs 
 and pay my own board." 
 
 " Very well," said Air. George, " and that pro- 
 vides for every thing except incidentals. Your 
 father said that 1 might pay you five francs a 
 day for incidentals and pocket money. That is 
 to include all your personal expenses of every 
 kind, except what we have already provided for. 
 There will be excursions, and tickets to concerts 
 aud shows, and carriage hire, and toys that you 
 will want to buy, and all such things. The 
 amount of it is, that your father pays all youi 
 expenses for transportation, for lodging, and foi 
 casualties. You pay every thing else, and are 
 allowed ten francs a day for it. I am to be 
 
28 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Two suppositions. 
 
 treasurer, and to have the whole charge of your 
 funds, except so far as I find it prudent aud safe 
 to intrust them to you, and you are to buy 
 fiolhing at all against my consent." 
 
 " Nothing at all ? " asked Rollo. 
 
 '' No," said Mr. George, "nothing at all. You 
 aic not to expend a single centime in any way 
 that I object to." 
 
 " What is a centime?." asked Rollo. 
 
 li It is of the value of less than one fourth of 
 a cent," replied Mr. George. 
 
 " But I should think I might buy such little 
 things as that would come to, of myself," said 
 Rollo. " Suppose I should wish to buy a small 
 piece of gingerbread for a cent." 
 
 " Say for a sou," * replied Mr. George. " There 
 are no cents in Paris." 
 
 " Well," rejoined Rollo, " suppose I should 
 wish to spend a sou for gingerbread, and eat it, 
 and you should object to it." 
 
 " Very well," replied Mr. George ; " and sup- 
 pose you were to wish to spend a sou for poison, 
 and drink it." 
 
 " But I should not be likely to buy poison/' 
 Baid Rollo, laughing. . 
 
 "Nor should I be likely to object to youi 
 
 * Pronounced soo. 
 
T Q <3 A R y A. J/ G E M E N T S . 29 
 
 Absolute control. Opening an account 
 
 buying gingerbread," rejoined Mr. George. " A 
 boy, however, may, it is clear, do mischief with 
 a little money as well as with a great deal : and. 
 therefore, the power in his guardian should U 
 absolute and entire. At any rate, so it k in 
 this case. If I see fit to forbid your expending 
 a single sou for any thing whatever, I can, and 
 you will have no remedy till we see your father' 
 again ; and then you can ask him to put you 
 under some other person's care. Until he does 
 this, however, the control is absolute and entire 
 in my hands. I would not take charge of a boy 
 c t any other terms." 
 
 " Well," said Rollo, " I agree to it." 
 "And now." said Mr. George, " 1 am ready to 
 begin your account." 
 
 Mr. George then took a small account book 
 from his pocket book as he said this, and, open- 
 ing it at the beginning, he wrote across the top 
 of the two pages which came together the words, 
 
 Rollo Holiday, in Jiccount with his Father. 
 
 On the corner of the left-hand page he wrote 
 Dr., which stands for debtor ; and on that of the 
 right-hand page. Cr., which stands for creditor. 
 11 There," said be, " now I shall enter, from 
 time to time, on the creditor side, all the money 
 that becomes due to you ; and on the debtor side, 
 
30 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Striking a balance. Rolto'n allowance. 
 
 all that I pay to you. Then, by striking a bal 
 ance, we can always tell how much oi you? 
 money there is in my hands. 
 
 " Let me see," continued Mr. George. " You? 
 father and mother concluded finally to go hj the 
 way of Folksfcone. The fare that way is two 
 pound eleven. This way, it is one pound four. 
 I am to pay yon the difference. The difference 
 is one pound seven ; and one pound seven, in 
 francs, is — let me see how much." 
 
 Mr. George made a calculation with a pencil 
 and paper, and found that it amounted to thirty- 
 three francs seveuty-five centimes. 
 
 " I don't understand reckoning by francs and 
 centimes very well," said Rollo. 
 
 "No," replied Mr. George, "that is your mis- 
 fortune ; and you'll have to bear it as well as 
 you can till you get out of it." 
 
 So Mr. George entered the francs — thirty- 
 three seventy-five — in Rollo's book. 
 
 " You have got thirty-three francs to begin 
 with," said he ; ." that's a pretty good stock. 
 
 " Now, there is your allowance of ton franca 
 per day. I will enter that weekly. There are 
 three days in this week, including to-day and 
 Sunday. That makes thirty francs." 
 
 So Mr. George entered the thirty francs. 
 
 " There," said he, " the whole amount due yon 
 
The Arrangements, 
 
 Mr. George makes Rollo a payment. 
 
 up to Monday morning is sixty-three francs 
 seventy-five centimes. That is sixty-three franca 
 and three fourths. A hundred centimes make a 
 franc. 
 
 " And now," continued Mr. George, " I will 
 make you a payment, so as to put you in funds, 
 and that must be put down on the other side. 
 How much would you like? " 
 
 " I don't know," said Rollo ; " a few francs, I 
 suppose." 
 
 " Have you got a purse ? " asked Mr. George. 
 " Let me see it." 
 
 So Rollo took out a small leather bag which 
 he had bought in London. 
 
 " That's it," said Mr. George. "I'll give you 
 ten francs. When yon want more, you can have 
 it — that is, provided it is due to you." 
 
 Here Mr. George rang a bell, and a waiter 
 came in immediately. Mr. George handed the 
 waiter a sovereign, and asked him to get change 
 for it in French money. The waiter took the 
 money, and presently came in with live five- 
 franc pieces. These he presented very re- 
 spectfully to Mr. George. Mr. George took 
 two of them and gave them to Rollo. The 
 others he put into his own pocket. The five- 
 franc pieces were very bright and new, and thej 
 were of about the size of silver dollars. Roll© 
 
32 
 
 Rollo ix Parts. 
 
 Final directions. 
 
 Tin; rosti ction explainod. 
 
 was very much pleased with his portion, and put 
 them in his purse, quite proud of having so 
 much spending money. 
 
 " And you say that I must not spend any of it 
 without first asking you," said Rollo. 
 
 " 0, no," replied Mr. George, " I have not said 
 any such thing. That would be a great deal of 
 trouble, both for you and for me." 
 
 " But I thought you said that I was not to 
 Epeud any thing without your consent." 
 
 "No," said Mr. George, "I said against my 
 consent. I may forbid your spending whenever 
 
 THE DINNER AT NEW HAVEN. 
 
The Arrangements. 
 
 33 
 
 The eturanc-s of the waiter puts an end to the conversaBon 
 
 I think proper ; but I shall not do so, so long as 
 1 find you always ask me in doubtful cases. 
 Spend for yourself freely, whenever you are sure 
 it is right. When you are not sure, ask me. If 
 I find you abuse the privilege, I shall have to 
 restrict you. Otherwise, not." 
 
 Rollo was well satisfied with this understand- 
 ing of the case ; and just then the waiter came in, 
 bearing a handsome silver tureen containing 
 soup, which he put down upon the table, be- 
 tween Mr. George and Rollo. So the writing 
 materials and the purses were put away, and the 
 two travellers were soon occupied very busily 
 in eating their dinner. 
 
84 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 The reasons for the financial arrangements explained. 
 
 Chapter II. 
 
 Crossing the Channel. 
 
 Mr. Holiday had two reasons for making the 
 arrangements described in the last chapter, in 
 respect to Rollo's expenses. In the first place, 
 it would gratify Rollo himself, who would feel 
 more independent, and more like a man, he 
 thought, in being allowed thus, in some measure, 
 to have the charge and control of his own ex- 
 penditures. But his second and principal reason 
 was, that he might accustom his son, in early 
 life, to bear pecuniary responsibilities, and to 
 exercise judgment and discretion in the use of 
 money. Many young men never have any train- 
 ing of this sort till they become of age. Be- 
 fore that time, whenever they wish for money, 
 they go to their father and ask for it. They 
 take all they can get;. and when that is gone, 
 they go and ask for more. They have no direct 
 personal motive for exercising prudence and 
 economy, and they have no experience of the 
 evils that result from thriftlessness and prod* 
 
Crossing the Channel. SS 
 
 Rollo and Mr. George decide upon taking a walls. 
 
 igality. It is much Letter for all children that 
 they should have pecuniary responsibilities, such 
 as are suited to their years, thrown upon them 
 ill their youth, when the mistakes they make in 
 acquiring their experience are of little moment. 
 The same mistakes made after they become of 
 age might be their ruin. 
 
 In carrying the system into effect in Rollo's 
 case, there seemed to be something very abrupt, 
 at least, if not positively harsh, in Mr. George's 
 mode of dealing with him. And yet Rollo did 
 not dislike it. lie felt that his uncle was treat- 
 ing him more like a man, on this account, or 
 rather more like a large boy, and not like a 
 child. In fact, a part of the rough handling 
 which Rollo got from his uncle was due to this 
 very circumstance — Mr. George having ob- 
 served that he did not mind being knocked 
 about a little. 
 
 After dinner, Rollo proposed to his uncle that 
 they should go out and take a walk. 
 
 " I will go with you a few minutes," said Mr. 
 George, " and then I must return to my room, 
 and write up my journal." 
 
 " Say half jan hour," rejoined Rollo. 
 
 " Well," replied Mr. George, " we will say 
 half an hour." 
 
 So they sallied forth upon the pier behind the 
 
Uollj IK Pa Rig 
 
 TJM steamer " Fa it possitrte ? w 
 
 hotel. Mr. George took a general survey of the 
 harbor, and of the vessels that were lying in it, 
 and also of the peaks and headlands which were 
 seen at the mouth of it, toward the sea. 
 
 u I should like to be on that hill," said Mr. 
 George, " to look off over the channel, and see 
 if 1 could discern the coast of France from it." 
 
 " Let's go there," said Rollo. 
 
 " That would take more than half an hour," 
 replied Mr. George. 
 
 "' Well; at any rate, let's go on board the 
 steamer/'' said Rollo. 
 
 So, taking Mr. George by the hand, he led 
 him along to the brink of the pier. Mr. George 
 looked over, and saw the steamer lying at rest 
 in its muddy bed below. 
 
 " Is it possible ? " said Mr. George, in a tone 
 of great astonishment. 
 
 " Can it be possible?" repeated Mr. George. 
 
 " What? 7 ' inquired Rollo. " What is it that 
 surprises you so much ?" 
 
 " Why, to find such a steamer as this for the 
 rravei on one of the great thoroughfares be- 
 tween England and France. Let's go down on 
 hoard." 
 
 So Mr. George led the way, and Rollo fol- 
 lowed down the plank. The plank landed them 
 on the top of the paddle box. From that place, 
 
Crossing the Channel. 3 r 
 
 Tbe cabin described. The " cap'.ain's office." 1 
 
 ^ few stops led to the deck. They walked along 
 the deck a short distance toward the stern, and 
 there they found a door, and a small winding 
 staircase loading down into the cabin. They 
 •Jescendcd 'hose stairs, one before the other, for 
 the space was not wide enough to allow of their 
 going together : and when they reached the foot- 
 of them they found themselves in a small cabin, 
 with one tier of berths around the sides. The 
 cabin was not high enough for two. Tb«"'^ were 
 berths for about twenty or thirt v passengers. 
 The cabin was very neatly finished ; and there 
 was a row of cushioned seats around it, in front 
 of the berths. In one corner, by the side of the 
 door where Mr. George and Rollo had come in, 
 was a small desk, with writing materials upon it. 
 This Rollo supposed must be the " captain's 
 office." 
 
 While Mr. George sat surveying the scene, 
 and mentally comparing this insignificant boat 
 to the magnificent steamers on the Hudson 
 River, in America, with their splendid and capa- 
 cious cabins on three different decks, their prom- 
 enade saloons, sometimes one hundred and fifty 
 feet long, with ranges of elegant state rooms on 
 either hand, and sofas, and couches, aid tUc-a- 
 tetes without number, in the middle, his perplex- 
 ity increased. 
 
S8 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 U comparison. Choice of berttA. 
 
 " I do not understand it at all," said ho to Rol 
 lo. " I thought that there would at least be as 
 much travelling between London and Paris, the 
 two greatest cities in the world, as between New 
 York and Albany. And yet there are half a 
 dozen steamers every day on the North River, 
 carrying from five hundred to one thousand pas- 
 sengers ; while here, on the most direct and 
 cheapest route between London and Paris, is 
 one single steamer, that could not possibly carry 
 one hundred passengers, and she only goes once 
 in two days." 
 
 Just then a young man, who seemed to be 
 the clerk of the boat, came down the cabin 
 stairs, and, seeing Mr. George and Rollo there, 
 he asked them if they had taken their berths. 
 They said that they had not ; but they immedi- 
 ately proceeded to choose their berths, or rather 
 their places, for there were no divisions sep- 
 arating the sleeping-places from each other 
 except what was formed by the cushions. There 
 was a long cushion for each sleeper, covered 
 with crimson velvet or plush ; and a round cush- 
 ion, shaped like a bolster, and covered in the 
 game Avay, for his head. On these cushions the 
 passengers were expected to lie down without 
 undressing, placing themselves in a row, head to 
 head, and feet to feet. Mr. George chose two 
 
Crossing the Channel. 3ft 
 
 The ferry boats. " What's the ferriage ? " 
 
 of these sleeping-places, one for himself, and the 
 other for Rollo, and the clerk marked them with 
 a ticket. 
 
 Our two travellers then went up on deck 
 again, and from the deck they ascended the 
 plank to the pier. It was now nearly sunset, 
 and it was a very pleasant evening*. They 
 sauntered slowly along the pier, until they came 
 to a place where some steps led down to the 
 water. There were several small boats at the 
 foot of the steps, and in one of them was a man 
 doing something to the rudder. Rollo saw that 
 on the other side of the water was another long 
 staircase leading down from the bank there, so 
 as to form a landing-place for small boats at all 
 times of tide. He also looked up and down the 
 harbor, but he could see no bridge, and so he 
 supposed that this must be a sort of ferry for 
 the people who wished to cross from one side to 
 the other. 
 
 As soon as the man who was in the boat saw 
 Mr. George and Eollo standing upon the pier, 
 he rose up in his boat, and touching his hat at 
 the same time, or rather making a sort of jerk 
 with his hand, which was meant to represent a 
 touch of the hat, he asked him if he would like 
 to be rowed across to the other side. 
 
 " Why, I don't know," said Mr. George, 
 " What's the ferriage? " 
 
40 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 A convti nation. Passage engaged. 
 
 " That's just as the gentleman pleases, said 
 the man, with another jerk at his hat. 
 
 "And how much do they generally please?" 
 said Mr. George. " What's the common cus- 
 tom ? " 
 
 " 0, gentlemen gives us what they likes," said 
 the man. " We always leaves it to them en- 
 tirely." 
 
 Mr. George was silent. After a moment's 
 pause, the boatman said again, — 
 
 " Would you like to go, sir ? Very nice 
 boat." 
 
 " Not on those terms," said Mr. George. " If 
 you will toll me what the usual ferriage is, I can 
 then toll you whether we wish to go or not." 
 
 "Well, sir," replied the man, "gentlemen 
 usually gives us about twopence apiece." 
 
 " Twopence apiece. Very well, wo will go." 
 
 Mr. George did not wait to ask Rollo whether 
 he would like to go before he decided the ques- 
 tion. He would have considered this a mere 
 waste of time, for Rollo was always ready to go t 
 no matter where. 
 
 So they got into the boat, and were rowed 
 across the water. They ascended the stairs en 
 the other side, and walked a little way in a 
 smooth road which led along the bank. Rollo 
 wished to go farther ; but Mr. George said that 
 
Crossing the Channel. 41 
 
 A loan. " A penny is equal to two sous." 
 
 his time had expired, and that he must go back 
 " But you may stay," said he to Rollo, " as long 
 as you please, provided that you come back be- 
 fore dark." 
 
 Rollo was much pleased with this permission. 
 a3 he wished to go to the top of the hill, at the 
 outlet of the harbor, and look at the prospect. 
 Ele promised to return before dark. 
 
 " Have you any change," said Mr. George, 
 ' '° P a 7 your ferriage back ? " 
 
 "No," said Rollo, "I have nothing but my 
 Ivefranc pieces." 
 
 " Then I will lend you twopence." said Mr. 
 George. " You can pay me the first change you 
 get in France." 
 
 " But I cannot get any pennies in France," 
 said Rollo. 
 
 " True," said Mr. George ; " you will get sous 
 there. You must pay me four sous. A penny 
 is equal to two sous. 
 
 '• I will pay your bill at the hotel, too," con- 
 tinued Mr. George, "as I suppose they will make 
 out yours and mine together, and you can pay 
 mo your share to-morrow, when we land. Here 
 is your ticket, however. You must take chargo 
 oi that." 
 
 " But suppose I lose it ? " asked Rollo. 
 
 " Then you will have to pay over again," said 
 
42 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 A question ci nsidered. View of the sea. 
 
 Mr. George ; " that is all. You will lose about 
 twenty francs ; unless, indeed," he continued, 
 " your father should call it a casualty.'' 
 
 So Mr. George went back to the boat, and 
 Rollo continued his walk, thinking on the way 
 of the question which his uncle had suggested, 
 whether his father would consider the loss of 
 his ticket a casualty or not. He determined, 
 however, very resolutely, that he would not lose 
 it ; and so he put it away safely in his wallet, and 
 then went on. The road was very smooth and 
 pleasant to walk in, being bordered by green 
 fields on the one hand, and the water of the 
 harbor on the other. Rollo came at length to 
 the hill. There were successive terraces, with 
 houses built upon them, on the sides of the hill, 
 and paths leading to the summit. Rollo had a 
 fine view of the sea, and of the vessels and 
 steamers which were passing slowly in the offing, 
 on their way up and down the channel ; but 
 though he looked long and eagerly for the coast 
 of France, it was not to be seen. 
 
 Rollo rambled about the hill for a consider- 
 able time ; for at that season of the year the 
 twilight continued very long, and it did not 
 become dark till quite late. When, at length, 
 the shadows of the evening began to shut in 
 upon the landscape, he returned to the ferry 
 
Crossing the Channel. 4$ 
 
 Rollo rcfoirns and reports himself to his uncte. 
 
 and the ferryman rowed him back again to tli€ 
 hotel. 
 
 It was now nearly nine o'clock, and, of course, 
 three hours remained before the time of em- 
 barkation would arrive. Rollo was not sorry 
 for this, as he thought that there would be 
 enough to amus'3 and occupy him all this time 
 on and around the pier, [lis first duty, how 
 ever, was to go and report himself to Mr. 
 George as having returned from his walk. 
 'I "nis he did. He found his uncle very busy in 
 h ; s room, writing his journal. 
 
 ' Nov,-, Rollo," said Mr. George, " it is three 
 hours before we are to leave. What are you 
 going to do all that time?" 
 
 '* 0, I shall find plenty to amuse myself with," 
 said Rollo. 
 
 " Very well," said Mr. George. " You may 
 play about wherever you are sure it, is safe. 
 Don't go near the edge of the pier, unless there 
 is somebody at band to pull you out of the 
 water with a boathook, if you fall in. Amuse 
 yourself as long as you can ; and when you are 
 tired of taking care of yourself, come to me, 
 and 1 will tell you what to doJ' 
 
 Rollo, having received these instructions, left 
 his uncle to has work, and went away. Ha 
 descended the stairs, and went out upon thfl 
 
44 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 llnllo takes possession of his berth. The French party. 
 
 pior again, and after amusing himself, by exam 
 ining every thing there, he concluded to go on 
 board the steamer. A train of cars had arrived 
 from London while he and his uncle had been 
 ou the other side of the water, and there were 
 cow several now passengers in the cabin, who 
 were choosing and marking their berths, or 
 talking together about the voyage. 
 
 Rollo thought that, in order to make sure that 
 his ticket was all right, he would climb up into 
 his berth and sec ; and then, when he was there, 
 it seemed to him a very funny place to sleep in ; 
 so he laid down his head upon the round cush- 
 ion to try it. While he was in this position, his 
 attention was attracted by the s-muuI of chil- 
 dren's voices on the stairs, talking French. 
 Presently these children came into the cabin. 
 Their mother was with them. There were two 
 of them, and they were not more than five or 
 six years old. Rollo was exceedingly astonished 
 to hear such little children talk French so well. 
 Rollo listened to see if he could understand 
 what they said. He had studied French him- 
 self for a year or two, and could say a great 
 many things. In fact, he had been accustomed 
 to cons'der himself quite a good French scholar. 
 But he now found that all his acquisitions dwin- 
 dled in!c .'Iter insignificance, when compared 
 
Crossing the Channel. 45 
 
 RoKo falls asleep. Mary is sent to find hint. 
 
 with the power over the language possessed by 
 these little girls. 
 
 The French party did not remain very long 
 in the cabin where Rollo was, but passed at 
 once through a door which led to a small ladies' 
 cabin near. There were other persons, how- 
 ever, continually coming and going, and Rollo 
 was interested in watching their movements, 
 and in listening to the fragments of conversa- 
 tion which he heard. He found his position 
 very comfortable, too. and the sounds around 
 him produced so lulling an effect, that, before 
 long, he insensibly closed his eyes. In a word, 
 in less than fifteen minutes after he climbed up 
 into his berth to sec what sort of a place it was, 
 ha had put it fully to the test of experiment, by- 
 going fast asleep in it. 
 
 In about half an hour after this. Mr. George, 
 coming to the end of a paragraph in his journal, 
 laid down his pen, drew a long breath, looked 
 out the window, and then rang the boll* In a 
 few minutes the chambermaid came. 
 
 " Mary," said he, " I wish to ask the porter to 
 go out and look about on the pier, and in the 
 packet, and see if he can see any thing of that 
 boy that came with me." 
 
 " A r ery well, sir," said Mary, with a quick 
 courtesy ; and she immediately disappeared. 
 
46 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 She tolls Mr. George where he is. The ticket c&ILed Sot 
 
 in about five minutes she came back, and said 
 that the young master was in his berth in the 
 packet, sound asleep. 
 
 " Very well," said Mr. George, in his turn. 
 " Much obliged to you." He then went on with 
 his writing. 
 
 The first thing that Rollo himself was con- 
 scious of, after falling asleep in his berth, was a 
 feeling of some one pulling him gently by the 
 shoulder. He opened his eyes, and saw before 
 hi in a face that he did not exactly know, and 
 yet it was not entirely strange. The man had 
 his hand upon Rollo's shoulder, and was endeav- 
 oring to wake him. 
 
 " Your ticket, if you please, sir." 
 
 Rollo stared wildly a minute, first at the man, 
 and then about the cabin. It was night. Lamps 
 were burning, and the cabin was full of people. 
 Some were in their berths, some in groups on 
 the seats, and one or two were just preparing to 
 lie down. The engine was in motion, and the 
 ?hip was evidently going fast through the water. 
 In {'act, the steamer was rocking and rolling as 
 fehe went on, indicating that she was already far 
 out at sea. 
 
 " Your ticket, if you please, sir," repeated 
 the clerk. 
 
 Rollo glanced around to his uncle's berth. 
 
Csossing the Channel. 47 
 
 3£o!!o receives two tickets in exchange for one. " A shilling." 
 
 and there he saw his uncle lying quietly iu I1I9 
 place, his head being on a cushion close to the 
 one on which Hollo's head had been lying. 
 
 " Uncle George," said Rollo, " ho wants my 
 ticket." 
 
 '' Well," said Sir. George, without moving, 
 ,! give liiui your ticket." 
 
 Rollo then recollected that he had his ticket 
 in his wallet. So, after fumbling for a time in 
 his pocket, he brought out his wallet, and pro* 
 duced the ticket, and handed it to the clerk. 
 
 " Thank you, sir," said the clerk, taking the 
 ticket. At the same time he put two other 
 tickets in Rollo's wallet, in the place of the one 
 which he had taken out. As he did this, he 
 pointed to one of the small ones, saying,— 
 
 " That's for the landing." 
 
 Rollo shut up his wallet, and put it in his 
 pocket. 
 
 " A shilling, if you please," said the clerk. 
 
 Rollo had no shilling, and was still not much 
 more than half awake. So he turned to his 
 vnele again. 
 
 " Uncle George," said he, " he wants a shilling." 
 
 " Well, pay him a shilling, then," said Mr. 
 George. 
 
 Rollo now felt for his purse, and taking out 
 one of his five-franc pieces, he gave it to the 
 
48 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Rollo's clianjie. The coaat of Pra:iC<3. 
 
 clerk, who, in return, gave him back a quantity 
 of change. Rollo attempted to count the change, 
 but lie soon perceived that his ideas of franca 
 and- shillings were all in confusion. So ho 
 turned the change all together into his purse,* 
 put the purse back into his pocket, lay his head 
 down upon his cushion again, shut his eyes, and 
 iu one minute was once more fast asleep. 
 
 Some hours afterward he woke again, of his 
 own accord. He opened his eyes and looked 
 about him, and perceiving that it was morning, 
 he climbed down from his berth, and then went 
 up upon the deck. r i no coast of France was all 
 before him, in full view, and the steamer was 
 rapidly drawing near to it. lie went to the 
 bow of (he vessel to get a nearer view. He saw 
 directly before him a [dace where there were 
 piers, and batteries, and other constructions iu 
 dieaMng a town, while on cither hand there ex- 
 tended long ranges of cliffs, with smooth, green 
 slopes of land above, and broad, sandy shores 
 below. In half an hour more the steamer 
 arrived at the entrance of the harbor, which 
 was formed of two long piers, built at a little 
 distance from each other, and projecting quite 
 into the sea. The steamer glided rapidly along 
 between these high walls of stone, until, at 
 fquatii, it entered a broad basin, which was 
 
Crossing the Channel 
 
 49 
 
 Entering Bisjipe. 
 
 Tlie quays. 
 
 ENTERING DIEPPE. 
 
 bordered by a continuation of these walls, and 
 hemmed in on every side beyond the walls of 
 the pier with ranges of the most quaint, and 
 queer, and picturesque-looking buildings that 
 Hollo ever saw. 
 
 These buildings were not close to the pier, 
 but were back far enough to leave room for a 
 at root between them and the wafer. Such a 
 it Feet is called a quay* Quays are built in 
 
 Pronounced hue. 
 
50 Rollo ix Paris. 
 
 Drawing near to the pier. A qntet finding Laying the plana 
 
 almost all the cities of Eurupc where there are 
 rivers or basins of water for shipping ; and 
 they arc very pleasant streets to walk in, 
 having usually large and elegant buildings on 
 .'no side, and vessels and steamers on the other. 
 
 iiy the time that the steamer had entered the 
 port, almost all the passengers had come up 
 from below, and Mr. George among the rest. 
 Mr. George came, expecting to find that, as they 
 were now about to land, the baggage would be 
 brought out, and that the several passengers 
 would be called upon to select their own. But 
 there was no movement of this kind. The 'Dag- 
 gage had all been put down into the hold the 
 night before, and now the hatches were still 
 closed, and there seemed to be no signs of any 
 preparation to open them. 
 
 In the mean time, the steamer gradually drew 
 near to the pier. The engine was stopped. 
 Ropes were thrown out. People in queer 
 dresses, some of them soldiers, who were stand- 
 ing on tnc pier, caught the ropes and fastened 
 them. The steamer was thus brought to her 
 place and secured there. 
 
 There was now, however, no rush to get on 
 shore, — such as Rollo had always been accus- 
 tomed to witness on board an American -steamer 
 on her arrival, — but every thing was quiet and 
 
Crossing the Channel. 61 
 
 Going ashore. The French custom-house office. Soldiers. 
 
 Still. By and by a plank was laid. Then the 
 passengers were called upon to get out their 
 tickets. Then they began to walk over the 
 plank, each one giving up his landing ticket a-3 
 lie passed. 
 
 When Mr. George and Rollo reached the pier, 
 they found, en looking around them, that they 
 were not yet at liberty. On the opposite side 
 of the quay was a building, with a sign over it, 
 in French, meaning custom-house office for pack- 
 et boats ; and there were two long ropes 
 stretched, one from the stem and the other from 
 the stern of the steamer, to the opposite sides of 
 the door of this building, so as to enclose a 
 space on the quay, in front of the building, in 
 such a manner as to hem the passengers in, and 
 make it necessary for them to pass through the 
 custom house. The ropes were guarded by 
 soldiers, dressed in what seemed to Rollo the 
 queerest possible uniforms. They all talked 
 French — even those who had talked English 
 when they came on board the packet boat, on 
 the other side. 
 
 '' I can't understand a word they say," said 
 Rollo. 
 
 " Nor I," said Mr. George ; " but we can 
 watch and see what they will do." 
 
 It did not require long watching, for no 
 
52 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 — ■ • 
 
 Mr. George and Rollo exhibit their p?s.*p;irts. 
 
 sooner had Mr. George said these words than 
 he observed that the passengers were all going 
 toward the door of the custom house, and that, 
 as they went, they were taking their passport 
 out. Nobody can enter France without a pass- 
 port. A passport is a paper given to the trav- 
 eller by his own government. This paper tellr 
 the traveller's name, describes his person, and 
 requests that the French government will allow 
 him to pass through their countrv. Frenchmen 
 themselves must have a passport *oo, though thip 
 is of a little different kind. .Ml must have s 
 passport of some kind or other, and ail thir 
 machinery of ropes and soldiers whs to make i? 
 sure that every one of the passen^e^s had the 
 proper document. 
 
 The passengers accordingly took out their 
 passports as they went into the custom-house 
 door, and there passed, • in single tile, before an 
 officer seated at a desk, who took thorn in turn, 
 opened them, copied the names in his book, and 
 then gave them back to the owners. Mr. Geo] go 
 and Rollo followed on in the line. When their 
 passports had been given back to them, they 
 went on with the vest until they came out from 
 the custom house at another door, which brought 
 diem upon the quay outside of the ropes. 
 
 '" What's to be done next ? " said Rollo. 
 
Crossing the Channel. 53 
 
 The passengers wait upon the quay. Waiting fur the baggage. 
 
 " I am sure I don't know," said Mr. George. 
 u I suppose we shall see." 
 
 There was an omnibus standing near, marked, 
 u For the Iron Road," — that being the French 
 ! ame for railroad, — but nobody seemed to be 
 getting into it. In fact, the passengers, as fast 
 as they came out from the custom house, seemed 
 all very quiet, as if waiting for something. A 
 great many of them seemed to be French, people, 
 and they fell into little groups, and began to 
 talk very volubly together, some finding friends 
 who had come down to the quay to meet them, 
 and others making friends, apparently, for the 
 occasion, of the soldiers and idlers that were 
 standing around. 
 
 " Could not you ask some of them," said Rol- 
 lo, " what we are to do next ? " 
 
 " I don't believe they would understand my 
 French," said Mr. George. " 1 am sure I don't 
 understand theirs." in a moment, however, ho 
 turned to a young man who was standing near, 
 who seemed to be a waiter or servant man bo- 
 longing to the place. 
 
 " Do you speak English ? " 
 
 " Yes, sir," said the man, ii. a very foreign 
 accent, but yet in a very pleasant tone. 
 
 ''What are we waiting for?" asked Mr, 
 George. 
 
54 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 The trunks are brought into the custom house. The examination. 
 
 " You will wait, sir, for the baggages, and 
 then for the visit of the baggages." 
 
 " How long ? " said Mr. George. 
 
 "Twenty minutes," said the man. He also 
 gave Mr. George to understand that he and 
 Rollo might go and have some breakfast, if they 
 chose. But Mr. George thought it was not safe 
 for them to go away from the spot. So they 
 waited where they were. 
 
 In a few minutes the hatches were opened on 
 board the vessel, and the sailors began to hoist 
 out the trunks. As fast as they were brought 
 up to the decks men took them on shore, and 
 carried them into the custom house by the same 
 door where the passengers had entered. When 
 all the baggage was carried in, the ropes were 
 taken down, and the passengers went to the 
 custom-house door again, to attend to the exam- 
 ination of the baggage. A soldier stood at the 
 door to prevent too many going in at a time. 
 Mr. George and Rollo followed the rest, and at 
 length it came their turn to have their trunks 
 examined. This was done very quick — the 
 officers appearing to think, from the appearance 
 of the travellers, that they would not be likely 
 to have any smuggled goods in their possession. 
 The officer, accordingly, just looked into the 
 trunks, and then shut down the lids, and marked 
 
Crossing the Channel. 
 
 
 Mr. George and Kollo start for the Paris railway station. 
 
 them passed. A porter then took them out ai 
 the side door. There, on Mr. George's telling 
 ,hcm in French that they were going to Paris 
 by the railroad, the trunks were put upon a cart, 
 while Mr. George and Rollo got into the omni- 
 bus, and then they were very soon driving along 
 <"he quay, in the direction, as they supposed, of 
 Paris railway station. 
 
£6 Rollo in Paeis. 
 
 Tbe conductor on tbe step of \hs omnibus. 
 
 Chapter III. 
 
 Journey to Pabis 
 
 The omnibus which Mr. George ana Rollc 
 had entered contained several other passengers, 
 some of whom had carpet bags and valises with 
 them, as if they, too, were going to Paris. Be- 
 sides the driver, there was a conductor, whose 
 place was upon the step of the omnibus, behind. 
 The conductor opened and shut the doors for 
 the passengers when they wished to get in or 
 out, and took the fare. 
 
 " How much is the fare ? " said Rollo to Mr. 
 George. 
 
 " I don't know," said Mr. George, shaking 
 his head. He spoke, however, in a very uncon- 
 cerned tone, as if it were of very little conse- 
 quence whether he knew or not. 
 
 " What are you going to do about it, then ? >; 
 said Rollo. 
 
 l< I shall say, ' How much ? ' to him, wheB we 
 get out ; and then, if I do not understand his 
 answer, 1 shall give him a large piece of money 
 
Journey to Pasts, 
 
 The lady and gentleman. The laily's baggage. 
 
 and let him give me back as much change as he 
 likes." 
 
 Rollo resolved that he would do so too. 
 
 Next to Mr. George and Rollo in the omul 
 Las there sat a gentleman and lady, who seemed 
 to be, as they really were, a new-married pair. 
 They were making their bridal tour. The lady 
 wa« dressed plainly, but well, in travelling cos- 
 tume, and she had a handsome morocco carriage 
 bag hanging upon her arm. The gentleman was 
 quite loaded with shawls, and boxes, and um- 
 brellas, and small bags, which he had upon his 
 lap or at his feet. Besides this, the lad}- had a 
 trunk, which, together with that of her husband, 
 had been left behind, to come on the cart. She 
 was very anxious about this trunk, for it con- 
 tained all her line dresses. PTcr husband was 
 interested in the novel sights and scenes that 
 [»rescnted themselves to view in passing along 
 the street ; but she thought only of the trunk. 
 
 " What strange costumes. Estelle ! " said he. 
 " Look ! See that woman ! What a funny cap ! "' 
 
 " Yes," said Estelle ; "but, Charley, don't you 
 think it would have been better for us to have 
 brought our trunks with us on the omnibus ? " 
 
 " I don't know," said her husband. " It is too 
 late to think of that now. I've no doubt that 
 they are safe enough where they are. Lookl 
 
58 Rollo in Parts. 
 
 The girl will) wooden shoes Th6 railway station 
 
 There's a girl with wooden shoes on. Those 
 are the wooden shoes we have read about sc 
 often in books. Look ! " 
 
 Estelle glanced her eyes, for an instant, toward 
 the wooden shoes, and then began to look back 
 along the street again, watching anxiously for 
 the trunks. 
 
 At length the omnibus approached the station. 
 It entered through a magnificent portal, under 
 an arch. There was a soldier walking back and 
 forth, with his musket in his hand, bayonet 
 fixed, to guard the entrance. None but actual 
 travellers were allowed to enter. The omnibus, 
 having entered the court, stopped before a splen- 
 did portico, where there was a door leading into 
 the building. The passengers paid their fares, 
 and got out. On entering the building, they 
 found themselves in a spacious apartment, with 
 a great variety of partitions, offices, enclosures, 
 aud railings, presenting themselves on every 
 hand, the meaning of all which it was veij diffi- 
 cult to understand. There were also signs 
 marked first class, and second class, and third 
 class, and placards of notices to travellers, and 
 time tables, and various similar things. On the 
 back side of the room were doors and windows, 
 looking out to a platform, where the train of 
 cars was seen, apparently all ready to set off. 
 
JotrftNEY To Paris. S3 
 
 The anSieiy of E.<felle, and the indifference of her husband. 
 
 But the partitions and railings which we&e ia 
 the way prevented the company from going out 
 there.. 
 
 There were a number of travellers in this 
 room, several parties having arrived there before 
 the omnibus came. Many of these persons were 
 Waiting quietly, talking in little groups, or rest- 
 ing themselves by sitting upon their carpet bags. 
 Others were looking about eagerly and anxious- 
 ly, wondering what they were to do, or trying 
 to tind somebody who could tell them about the 
 baggage. Estelle was the most restless and 
 uneasy of all. She went continually to the 
 door to look down the road, to see if the cart 
 was coming. 
 
 " Charles," said she, " what a shame it is that 
 they don't come with the trunks! The train is 
 all ready, and will go off before they come." 
 
 " 0, no/' said her husband; "I think not. 
 Don't be anxious about them. I've no doubt 
 they will be here in time. Come with me, and 
 let us look about the station, and see how it 
 differs from ours." 
 
 But Estelle would not allow her thoughts to 
 be diverted from her trunk. She remained on 
 the steps, looking anxiously down the road. 
 Some of the other passengers who were unused 
 to travelling, seeii g her look so anxious, and 
 
60 ROLLO IN P Ail'S. 
 
 Tlie tiagjajre does not come. inquiries. 
 
 not understanding what she said, supposed that 
 some accident had happened, or that some un- 
 usual delay had occurred, and they began to b'j 
 anxious too. Just then a bell began to ring out 
 upon the platform. 
 
 "There!" exclaimed Estelle. "The train is 
 going! What shall we do? Why can't you 
 ask somebody, Charles ? " 
 
 " Why, I can't speak French," said Charles ; 
 " and they would not understand me if I ask in 
 English."' 
 
 "Yes they would," said Estelle ; "I'm sure 
 they would. There are so many English trav- 
 ellers going on these roads now, that it must be 
 that they have men here that speak English. 
 There's a man," said she, pointing to a person in 
 livery who was standing within a sort of en 
 closure. 
 
 Mr. Charles, thus urged, walked across the 
 hall to the railing, though very reluctantly, and 
 asked the man if he could tell him why the 
 ti uiks did not come. 
 
 " Sir? " said the man, in French, an J looking 
 as if he did not understand. 
 
 " Do you speak English ? " asked Mr. Chnrlcs. 
 
 "There," said the man, pointing across the 
 room. Mr. Charles looked, and saw another 
 man, who, by the livery or uniform whicli he 
 
Journey 10 Paris. 
 
 far. Charles tries to talk Eftglish Willi a Frenchman. 
 
 wore, seemed to be a porter belonging to the 
 station, standing by a window. He accordingly 
 went across to ask the question of him. 
 
 " Do you speak English, sir? " said ho. 
 
 "Yes, sare," replied the man, speaking with 
 great formality, and in a very foreign accent 
 making, at the same time, a very polite bow. 
 
 " What is the reason that our baggage does 
 not come ? " asked Mr. Charles. 
 
 " Yes, sare," replied the porter, speaking in the 
 same manner. 
 
 " Why does not it come? " asked Mr. Charles 
 again. " We put it upon a cart at the custom 
 house, and why does not it come ? " 
 
 " Yes, sare," replied the porter, with another 
 very polite bow. 
 
 Mr. Charles, perceiving that the porter's 
 knowledge of English consisted, apparently, in 
 being able to say, " Yes, sir," and mortified at the 
 absurd figure which he made in attempting to 
 make useless inquiries in such a way, bowed in 
 his turn, and went back to Estclle in a state of 
 greater alienation of heart from her than he 
 had ever experienced before. And as this bcc'fe 
 may, perhaps, be read sometimes by girls as well 
 as boys, I will here, for their benefit, add the 
 remark., that there is no possible way by which 
 u lady can more eilectually destroy any kind 
 
62 Rollo ix Parts. 
 
 Mow a young lady may make herself disasreenble. 
 
 feeling which a gentleman may entertain for 
 her than by forcing him to exhibit himself thua 
 in an awkward and ridiculous light, by her un- 
 reasonable exactions on journeys, or rides, or 
 walks, or excursions of any kind that they may 
 be taking together. 
 
 Hollo and his uncle George had witnessed 
 this scene, and had both been much interested in 
 watching the progress of it. Rollo did not 
 know but that there was some real cause for 
 solicitude about the baggage, especially as sev- 
 eral of the lady passengers who were standing 
 with Estelle at the door seemed to be anxiously 
 looking down the road. 
 
 " Do you feel any anxiety about our trunks 
 coming ? " asked Rollo. 
 
 " Not the least," said Mr. George, quietly. 
 
 '•Why not?" asked Rollo. "Are you sure 
 that they will come ? " 
 
 " No," said Mr. George ; " but there are a 
 good many cxccllcut reasons why I should not 
 feci any anxiety about them. In the first place, I 
 have some little confidence in the railway ar- 
 rangements made in this country. The Frcn:h 
 are famous all the world over for their skill in 
 systematizing and regulating all operations of 
 this kind, so that they shall work in the most 
 sure and uorfeet manner. It does not seem at 
 
Journey to P a b t s . 63 
 
 Why Mr. George was not anxious about (lie kigsagu. 
 
 all probable to me, therefore, that they can 
 manage so clumsily here, on one of the great 
 lines between England and France, as to get all 
 the trunks of a whole steamer load of passen- 
 gers upon a cart, and then loiter with it on the 
 way to the station, and let the train go off with- 
 out it." 
 
 Well," said Rollo, " that's a good reason ; 
 but you said there were several." 
 
 " Another is, that, if they are capable of man- 
 aging so clumsily as to have such a thing hap- 
 pen, we cannot help it, and have nothing to do 
 but to bear it quietly. Wo put our trunks in 
 the proper place to have them brought here. 
 We could not have done otherwise, with pro- 
 priety, for that was the regular mode provided 
 for conveying the baggage ; and if there is a 
 failure to get it here, we are not to fret about it, 
 but to take it as we would a storm, or a break 
 down, or any other casualty — that is, take it 
 quietly." 
 
 " Yes," said Rollo ; il that's a good reason. 
 Are there any more ? " 
 
 " There is one more," said Mr. George ; " and 
 that is, I am not anxious about the trunks 
 coming in season, for I don't care a fig whethe? 
 they come or not." 
 
 " 0, uncle George ! " exclaimed Rollo. 
 
64 Rollo ix Paris. 
 
 At last tf'.e bagg.ifre arrives. Weighing the trunks* 
 
 " I do not," said Mr. George ; ;i for if they do 
 not come, the only consequence will be, that we 
 shall have to wait two or three hours for the 
 next train, which will give us just time to ram- 
 ble about a little in this queer-looking town of 
 Dieppe, ^nd get some breakfast, and perhaps 
 have soijc curious adventures in trying to talk 
 French'. In fact, I rather hope the baggage 
 won't conic." 
 
 Mr. George was destined to be disappointed 
 in this rising desire, for, while he and Rollo 
 were talking, Estclle came running in to her 
 husband with a countenance full of joy, saying 
 that the cart had come, and urging him to come 
 and get their trunks off as quick as possible. 
 Her eagerness was increased by hearing the 
 bell again, which now began to toll, leading her 
 to think that the train was going off immedi- 
 ately. The porters, however, whose business it 
 Was to carry the trunks in, did not seem to be 
 at all disturbed by the sound, but began to take 
 off the trunks, one by one, and convey them up 
 into the station. Here they were placed upon a 
 sort of counter, from whence they were taken 
 off on the other side, and weighed in a curiously 
 contrived pair of scales placed there for the 
 purpose. If any trunk weighed over a certain 
 number of pounds, — the amount which, accord 
 
JOtJftNfiY TO PaIUS. 
 
 Paying for the baggage. Estelle watches i;er truni^ 
 
 ing to the regulations of the road, each passen- 
 ger was allowed to carry, — then the surplus 
 had to be paid for. There was a little office 
 close to the weighing machine ; and as fast as 
 the trunks were weighed, the result w'.as reported 
 to the clerk, who made out a bill for the surplus, 
 whatever it was, and the passenger, paid it 
 through an opening, If there was no ^surplus 
 weight, then they gave the passenger a similar 
 bill, which was to be his check for his trunk at 
 the end of the journey. Every thing was, how* 
 ever, so admirably arranged, that all this was 
 done very rapidly. 
 
 Mr. Charles, when he found that the trunks 
 were all to be weighed, proposed to go with 
 Estelle to the cars, so as to get a good scat for 
 her ; but Estelle chose to remain and make sure 
 that her trunk was attended to. It happened that 
 Mr. George's trunk and Hollo's were weighed 
 among the first ; and as soon as they got their 
 checks, Mr. George said, — 
 
 " Nov/ for our seats in the cars." 
 
 "But which way are we to go ? " said Rollo. 
 
 " I don't know," said Mr. George. " Go and 
 show that man your ticket, and ask him wheifi 
 we are to go." 
 | "In French? "said Rollo • 
 
 " Yes," said Mr. George. 
 
06 Rollo in Parts. 
 
 Mr. George a?sd Kollo go to find Che'r seafs. 
 
 So Rollo went to the man who was standing 
 by a sort of gateway which led through a par- 
 tition railing, as if he were there to guard the 
 passage ; and holding up his little pasteboard 
 ticket, he said, in French,—- 
 
 4i Where to go ? " 
 
 The man looked at the ticket, and, seeing thai 
 first class was printed upon it, he pointed in a 
 certain direction, and said something in French, 
 speaking, however, in so rapid and voluble a 
 manner, that Rollo could not understand a 
 single word. He, however, understood the sign. 
 
 " This way, uncle George/' said Rollo. " He 
 says we must go this way." 
 
 Following the indication which the man had 
 given, Mr. George and Rollo passed out upon 
 the platform, where they found the train ready 
 for them. There were various attendants upon 
 the platform, dressed in. a quaint sort of uniform, 
 the livery, as it were, of the railroad company. 
 One of them looked at Rollo's ticket, and then 
 opened the door of a first-class car. The cars 
 were made like those in England, in separate 
 compartments, each compartment being like a 
 large coach, with one front seat, and one back, 
 facing each other. There were four places; 
 that is, room for four passengers on each scat. 
 Of course, only those at the ends were near the 
 
Journey to Paris, 67 
 
 Estelle wishes the Englishman's seat. 
 
 window. Rollo and Mr. George took the two- 
 seats nearest the window on the side where they 
 got in, as one of the scats at the opposite side 
 was already occupied by a gentleman. The 
 gentleman seemed to be an Englishman, for ha 
 was reading the London Times. 
 
 Rollo and Mr. George had been seated only 
 two or three minutes before Estelle and her hus- 
 band came along. Estelle leading the way. The 
 attendant opened the door of the ear, and Es- 
 telle, followed by her husband, got in. They 
 passed between Mr. George and Rollo, and 
 stood there for a. moment, looking about for a 
 good seat. A freight train was slowly trun- 
 dling by at this time on an adjoining track, so 
 that what they said was not very audible ; but 
 still, Mr. George and Rollo could hear it. 
 
 " I want a seat by the window," said Estelle, 
 "where I can look out and see the country. Ask 
 that gentleman if he would not be willing to 
 take a middle seat, and let us sit together by 
 the window." 
 
 " We had better go to some other ear," said 
 her husband, in an undertone. " He wishes to 
 see the country, probably, himself, and has come 
 early, perhaps, so as to get a good seat." 
 
 " 0, no," said Estelle ; " this is a very nioo 
 car ; and he would just as soon change as not, i 
 have no doubt. Ask him, Charley ; do." 
 
68 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Mr. Charles asks for it. The Englishman's reply. 
 
 So Estelle moved to one side for her husband 
 Lo pass. Mr. Charles, thus urged, approached 
 the gentleman, and said, in a very bland and 
 respectful manner, — 
 
 " Should you have any objection, sir, to move 
 your seat, so as to let this lady sit by the win- 
 dow ? " 
 
 The gentleman raised his eyes from his paper, 
 and looked at Mr. Charles an instant, and then 
 answered, quietly, — 
 
 " I prefer 'this seat, sir." 
 
 He then went on with his reading as before. 
 
 Estelle pouted her lip, and said, though in a 
 tone too low, perhaps, for the gentleman to hear, 
 " What a rude man ! " 
 
 " We will give you these scats, sir," said Mr. 
 George, " if you would like them." 
 
 '' Yes, they'll do just as well," said Estelle. 
 speaking to her husband. 
 
 Mr. George rose, and saying, " Come, Rollo," 
 he left the car. 
 
 Mr. George had some trouble in looking for 
 other seats : but at length he succeeded in iind- 
 ing two that were as good as those which they 
 had left. 
 
 " I think she might at least have thanked you 
 for giving up your seat to accommodate her/ 
 Baid Rollo. 
 
Journey to Paeis. 
 
 Mr George's motive- The ride an J the proapecS. 
 
 " I did not do it to accommodate her," said 
 Mr. George ; " I did it to get out of the sight and 
 hearing of her. I would not ride from here to 
 Vm is in the same car with such a fussmaker for 
 all the prospects in France. I had rather be 
 shut up in a freight car.'' 
 
 " How much trouble she makes her husband !■ * 
 said Hollo. 
 
 " It is not the trouble," said Mr. George, "it 
 is the mortification and annoyance. She is a 
 perpetual torment. If that's the way that young 
 wives treat their husbands on the bridal tour 
 I'm thankful that I am liot a bridegroom. " 
 
 The train soon set out, and Mr. George and 
 Rollo, forgetting Estelie, soon began to enjoy 
 the ride. They were both extremely interested 
 in the views which they obtained from their 
 windows as they passed along, and with the 
 antique and quaint appearance of the country — 
 the ancient stone cottages, with thatched roofs ; 
 the peasants, in their picturesque dresses ; the 
 immense tracts of cultivated country, divided in 
 green and brown patches, like the beds of a 
 garden, but with no fences or enclosures of any 
 kind to be seen ; the great forests, with tree8 
 planted closely in rows, like the corn in an 
 American cornfield ; and the roadways whicfe 
 they occasionally passed— immense avenues, bar* 
 
70 Hollo tn Paris. 
 
 The refreshment room at Houon. 
 
 dered on cither hand with double rows of majes- 
 tic trees, and extending across the country, as 
 straight as the street of a city, till lost in the 
 horizon. These and a thousand other things, 
 which were all the time presenting themselves 
 to view, kept the travellers continually full of 
 wonder and delight. 
 
 After going on thus for several hours, the 
 train stopped in a very spacious depot, where 
 there was a large refreshment room ; and as 
 one of the attendants called out that there 
 would be ten minutes of rest, both Mr. George 
 and Rollo got out, and went into the refresh- 
 ment room. They found a great multitude of 
 cakes and meats spread out upon an immense 
 counter, and dishes of every kind, all totally 
 unknown to them. They, of course, could not 
 caii for any thing ; but, after taking a survey, 
 they helped themselves to what they thought 
 looked as if it might be good, and then paid in 
 thu same way, by letting the girls that attended 
 the tables help themselves to money which the 
 travellers held out to them "n their hands. They 
 then took their seats again in the car, and soon 
 afterward the train moved on. 
 
 The place where they had stopped was Rouen, 
 which, as well as Dieppe and Paris, the reader 
 mil rind, on examining any map of France. In 
 
Journey to Paris. 71 
 
 How to go about in a stfange city without getting toet 
 
 the course of the ride from Rouen to Paris, Mr. 
 George and Rolio fell into quite a conversation^ 
 in which Rollo received a great deal of very 
 good advice from Mr. George in respect to the 
 care of himself when he should get to Paris. 
 
 " I suppose that I should be sure to get lost," 
 said Rollo, " if I should attempt to go out in. 
 Buck a great city alone." 
 
 " No," said Mr. George, " not at all. A per- 
 son can walk about a great way, sometimes, in a 
 strange city, without getting lost. All he has 
 to do is to take care, at first, to go only in suck 
 directions as that he can keep the way home is 
 his mind." 
 
 " I don't know what you mean, ex&ctly, by 
 that," said Rollo. 
 
 u Why, suppose you were in a great city, and 
 you come out at the door of your hotel, and 
 there you find a long, straight street. You 
 walk along that street half a mile. Then don't 
 you think you could find your way home?" 
 
 " Yes," said Rollo. 
 
 " Certainly," said Mr. George, " because yoa 
 'have it in your mind that the way home is 
 directly back by that same street, till you come 
 to the hotel. Now, suppose that, after going 
 ■along in .that sir.aeJ for half .a mile., you should 
 
72 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Mure about losing the way. Th» colored girl. 
 
 come to a great church, upon a corner, and 
 should turn there to the right, and go for some 
 distance in another street leading off from the 
 first one ; don't you think you could then iind 
 your way home ? " 
 
 " Yes," said Hollo, " I should go back to the 
 church, and then turn to the left, and so go home." 
 
 " Very well," said Mr. George ; " by pro- 
 ceeding cautiously in that way, carrying your 
 way homo in your mind with you all the time, 
 you can ramble a great deal about a strange 
 city without getting lost, and go farther and 
 farther every day. 
 
 " Then, besides, if you do get lost, it is of no 
 consequence. You can always ask the way 
 back ; or, if worst comes to worst, you can. 
 take a cab, and tell the man to drive you home." 
 
 " Yes," said Rollo, " 1 suppose I could always 
 do that" 
 
 "Only you must be sure," said Mr. George, 
 " not to forget the name of your hotel. Once I 
 was walking about in Paris, and I saw a colored 
 girl on the sidewalk, before me who seemed to 
 be inquiring something of the people that she 
 met, without appearing to get any satisfactory 
 answer. 1 thought she was an American girl ; 
 and so I went to her. and asked her in French 
 
Journey to Paris. 73 
 
 tfr. George's directions. Nov/ Orleans. 
 
 what she wanted to know — for I observed that 
 she was speaking French. She said she wished 
 to know what was the name of the hotel where 
 most of the Americans lodged. I could not 
 speak French very well myself, and so I could 
 not ask her for any explanations ; but I supposed 
 that she belonged to some American party, and 
 bad lost lier way in going somewhere of an 
 errand, and had forgotten the name of the hotel. 
 So I told her the names of two or three hotels 
 where Americans were accustomed to lodge, 
 and she went away." 
 
 " Did she hnd her own hotel ? " asked Rollo. 
 
 " I don't know," said Mr. George. " I never 
 knew what became of her." 
 
 " How did she learn French, do you sup- 
 pose ? " asked Rollo. 
 
 " I presume she came from New Orleans," re- 
 plied Mr. George, "where nearly all the people 
 speak French." 
 
 Thus our two travellers beguiled their journey 
 by talking sometimes about the novel and cu- 
 rious objects which presented themselves to view, 
 iii the landscape, as the train rolled rapidly 
 along on its way, and sometimes about what 
 they expected to see and to do on their arrival 
 in Paru At length, the indications that thej 
 
74 11 L L I X P A HIS, 
 
 Napoleon's Triumphal Arch. The country around it. 
 
 were approaching the great capital began tc 
 multiply on every hand. The villages were 
 more frequent. Villas, parks, and palaces came 
 into view ; and here and there an ancient castle 
 reposed on the slope of a distant hill, or frowned 
 from its summit. At length, Rollo* turning his 
 head to the window opposite to the one where 
 he had been looking out, exclaimed suddenly, — 
 " Look there ! Uncle George, what's that? " 
 Mr. George said that that was Napoleon's 
 famous Triumphal Arch, that forms the grand 
 entrance to Paris, on the way to the royal pal- 
 aces. It was a large, square building, splen- 
 didly adorned with sculptures and architectural 
 ornaments, and towering high into the air out 
 of the midst of a perfect sea of houses, streets, 
 avenues, trees, gardens, and palaces, which cov- 
 ered the whole country around. It stood upon 
 a commanding elevation, which made its magni- 
 tude and its height seem all the more impressive. 
 Through the centre of it was a magnificent arch- 
 way, wide enough for four carriages to pass 
 abreast. 
 
 " It is th: Triumphal Arch," said Mr. George, 
 " by which all grand processions enter Paris on 
 great public days of rejoicing. We will go out 
 rid see it some day. It is called the Triumphal 
 
Journey to Paris. 75 
 
 The railway signals. The Parisian station 
 
 Arch of Nenilly, because it is on the road thai 
 leads to Nenilly." * 
 
 By this time the Triumphal Arch had passed 
 out of view, and presently the train of cars be- 
 gan to be shut in by buildings, and the usual 
 indications appcared-of the approach to a great 
 station. Queer-looking signals, of mysterious 
 meaning, — some red, some blue, some round, 
 some square, — glided by. and men in strange 
 and fantastic costumes stood on the right hand 
 and on the left, with little flags in their hands, 
 and one arm extended, as if to show the loco- 
 motive the way. 
 
 At length the convoy (as the French call a 
 " ail way train) came to a stand, and an attend- 
 ant, in uniform, opened the door of the car. 
 Mr. George and Rollo got out and looked 
 about, quite bewildered with the magnificence 
 of the scene around them. The station was 
 very extensive, and was very splendid in its 
 construction, and there were immense numbers 
 of people going and coming in it in all direc- 
 tions. Still, every thing was so well regulated 
 
 * It is also called the Arc do l'Etoile. Etoile mpans star, and 
 the French give that name to a place where several roads diverge 
 from one point. Roads so diverging form a sort of star. Th« 
 reader will find this arch on any map of Paris, ,vith the roads dv 
 verging from it. 
 
76 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 The French coachman. Another examination of the tnggage 
 
 that there was no disorder or confusion. There 
 was a line of carriages drawn up in a cer- 
 tain place near he platform ; but the coach- 
 . men remained quietly by them, awaiting calls 
 from the passengers, instead of vociferously and 
 clamorously offering their services, as is cus- 
 tomary at the stations in America. Nor was 
 there any pushing or crowding for trunks and 
 baggage. Jn fact, the trunks were all to be 
 examined before they could go into the city ; for 
 there arc separate duties for the city of Paris, 
 in addition to those for France. The baggage 
 was, therefore, all taken from the baggage car, 
 and arranged in an immense apartment, on coun- 
 ters, which extended all around the sides, and 
 up and down the middle ; and then, when all 
 was ready, the passengers were admitted, and 
 each one claimed his own. Mr. George and 
 Rollo easily found their trunks, and. on present- 
 ing their tickets, an officer required them to 
 open the trunks, that he might see if there was 
 any thing contraband inside. As soon, however, 
 as he perceived that Mr. George and Rollo 
 were foreigners, and that their trunks had come 
 from beyond sea, he shut down the lids again, 
 saying, " It is well." A porter then took the 
 trunks and carried them out to a carriage. 
 " Hotel of the Rhine, Place Vendome," said 
 
Journey to Paris 
 
 ■h 
 
 The arrival. 
 
 freiirls conversation. 
 
 Mr. George, in French, to the coachman, by way 
 3f directing him where to go. 
 
 TIIK .\UISi\ AJi 
 
 " Yes — yes — yes — VCs," said the coachniail. 
 
 It is so natural and easy for the French U\ 
 lalk, that tlicy generally use all the words they 
 nan to express their meaning, besides an infinity 
 of gestures. Thus, when they wish to say yes, 
 they often repeat the yes four or five time:<, LU a 
 <ery rapid manner, thus : — 
 
78 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 . ■ ■ ■ - — - ■ ^ 
 
 The hotel The porter's lodge. Reception of the trareH«ra 
 
 Yes — yes — ■ yes — yes. 
 
 Mr. George got into the coach, and Rollo 
 followed him. As they drove along the streets, 
 Rollo tried to look out the window and see ; 
 but the window was so small, and the streets 
 were so narrow, and the coachman, moreover, 
 drove so fast, that he had very little opportu- 
 nity to make observations. At length he caught 
 a momentary glimpse of a monstrous column 
 standing in the middle of an open square ; and 
 immediately afterward the carriage drove in 
 under an archway, and came to a stand, in a 
 small, open court, surrounded with lofty build- 
 ings. This was the hotel. There was a small 
 room, which served as a porter's lodge, in this 
 court, near where the coach stopped. A girl 
 came to the door of this lodge to receive the 
 guests. She bowed to Mr. George and Rollo 
 with great politeness, and seemed glad to see. 
 them. Mr. George spoke to her in French, to 
 Fay what rooms he wished to engage. What he 
 said, literally translated, was this : — 
 
 " We want two chambers for ourselves, at the 
 third, and an apartment of three pieces, at the 
 second, for a gentleman, lady, and their young 
 girl, whom we attend to-morrow." 
 
 The girl, who was very neatly and prettily 
 
JotritNEt to Paris < 70 
 
 Mft George and Rollo are shown to their roosns. 
 
 dressed, and was A r ery agreeable in her manners, 
 immediately said, " Very well," and rang a bell. 
 A servant man came at the summons, and, taking 
 the trunks, showed Mr. George and Rollo up to 
 iheir rooms. 
 
80 Rollo in Paris, 
 
 An apartment of ;nr"e pipces" 
 
 Chapter IV. 
 The Garden op the Tuilerieb. 
 
 The first Sunday that Rollo spent in Paris he 
 met with quite a singular adventure. 
 
 His father and mother had arrived the even 
 ing before, and had established themselves 
 quite comfortably in the " apartment of three 
 pieces/'" which Mr. George had engaged for 
 them. An apartment, according to the French 
 use of the term, is not a single room, but a 
 group v\' rooms, suitable to be occupied by one 
 family. The number of pieces is the number of 
 rooms. 
 
 Mr. Holiday's three rooms were a small but 
 beautifully furnished parlor, whore they had 
 breakfast, and two bed rooms. One bed room 
 was for himself and Mrs. Holiday, and the other 
 was for Jennie. There were a great many 
 splendid mirrors in these rooms, and- other 
 elegant furniture. The floors were not carpeted, 
 but were formed of dark and polished wood, 
 suriously inlaid, with rugs here and there at the 
 
The Garden of the Tuileries, 81 
 
 The fireplace. Curious windows. Thie Place Vendome. 
 
 doors and before the sofas and chairs. There 
 was a small, square rug before every chair, and 
 a large one before the sofa. There were a 
 great many other curious things to be observed 
 in the arrangements of the room. The fireplace, 
 for example, was closed by plates of sheet iron, 
 which could be shoved up and down like the 
 sashes of a window ; while the windows them- 
 selves opened like doors, each having a great 
 brass fastening, like a latch, in the middle, and 
 hinges at the sides. 
 
 Rollo had gone with his father and mother to 
 church in the morning, and at about one o'clock 
 they returned. Rollo and Jennie remained at 
 home, after one, for an hour or two, waiting for 
 their uncle George to come. He had gone away 
 somewhere, and had not yet returned. While 
 thus waiting, the children sat at the window of 
 their parlor, which they opened by swinging the 
 two sides of the sash entirely back, so that they 
 could see out to great advantage. The window 
 opened down quite low ; but there was a strong 
 iron bar passing across from side to side, to 
 keep them from falling out. The children sat 
 at this window, amusing themselves with what 
 they could sec in the square. The name of the 
 square was the Place Vendome. There was a 
 *ery large and lofty column in the centre of ifc. 
 
Rollo in Paris 
 
 The column of brass Bas feliet 
 
 This column is very greatly celebrated for its 
 magnitude and it3 beauty. It is twelve feet in 
 diameter, and nearly a hundred and forty feet 
 high. But what is most remarkable is, that the 
 whole exterior of it, enormous as the mass is, is 
 formed of brass. The brass was obtained by 
 melting up the cannons which Napoleon took 
 irom his enemies. At the end of one of his 
 campaigns he found that he had twelve hundred 
 cannons which he had taken from the Russians 
 and Austrians, with whom he had been at war ; 
 and after reflecting for some time on the ques- 
 tion, what he should do with them, he concluded 
 to send them to Paris, and there to have them 
 made into this enormous column, to ornament 
 the centre of the Place Vendome. 
 
 The column, though made of brass, is not 
 bright upon the outside, but dark, like bronze, 
 and the surface is ornamented with figures in 
 what are called bus relief, representing the bat- 
 tles and victories in which the cannon out of 
 which the column was composed were taken 
 from the enemy. 
 
 Rollo and Jennie, in looking at this column 
 from the window of their hotel, observed that 
 around the :foot of it there was a square space 
 enclosed by an iron railing, forming a sort of 
 Vard There was a gate in the front side ?f this 
 
The Garden op the Tuileries. 83 
 
 Fhe sentinels. Description cf the pedestal. 
 
 railing. This gate was open ; but there were 
 two soldiers standing b}' it, with guns in their 
 hands, as if to prevent any body from going in. 
 
 The column itself, as is usual with such col- 
 umns, did not stand directly upon the ground, 
 but upon a square pedestal, which was built of 
 massive blocks of granite, resting on a deep and 
 strong foundation ; and as the column itself was 
 twelve feet in diameter, the pedestal, being ne- 
 cessarily somewhat larger, was quite a consid- 
 erable structure. In the front of it, opposite 
 the gate in the iron railing, was a door. The 
 door was open, but nothing was to be seen but 
 darkness within. 
 
 " T wonder what they do in there ? " said 
 Rollo. " The gate is open, and the door is 
 open ; but I suppose the soldiers would not let 
 any body go in to see. Do you suppose, Jennie, 
 that it can be possible that there is any way to 
 get up to the top of the column by going in at 
 .hat door ? " 
 
 " Yes," replied Jennie ; and so saying, she 
 pointed eagerly to the top of the column, and 
 added, " For there are some boys up there 
 
 LOW." 
 
 Rollo looked up to the top of the column. 
 There was a statue of Napoleon upon the sum 
 niit, which appeared to be of abou* th? ordinary 
 
R4 Rollo in Paris 
 
 Deccjmve appearances. Jennie's fear. 
 
 size of a man, though it is really about eight 
 times as largo as life, being twice as large in 
 every dimension. It looks small, on account of 
 .its being so high in the air. Beneath this statue 
 and around the top of the column the children 
 saw that there was a small gallery, with a railing 
 on the outside of it. Several persons were 
 standing on this gallery, leaning on the railing. 
 At first Rollo thought that they were sculptured 
 figures placed there, like the statue of Napoleon 
 on the top, for ornament: but presently he saw 
 sonic of them move about, which convinced him 
 that they were real men. Two of them were 
 soldiers, as was evident from the red uniform 
 which they wore. But they all looked exceed- 
 ingly small. 
 
 " There must be a staircase inside." said Rollo, 
 ■'or else some ladders. If not, how could those 
 men get up ? " 
 
 " Yes," said Jennie. 
 
 '' I should like to go up there very much," 
 said Rollo, " if I could only get by the soldiers." 
 
 " I should not dare to go up to such a lihrh 
 } lace," said Jennie, shaking her head solemnly. 
 
 At the foot of the column and outside of the 
 railing which formed the enclosure around the 
 pedosta! was a very broad and smooth place, as 
 smooth as a lloor, and raised like a sidewalk 
 
The Garden of the Tuileries. 85 
 
 Description of the square. Mr and Mrs. Holiday return. 
 
 above the street. It was very broad, and people 
 walked over it in passing through the square. 
 There was only one way of passing through the 
 square, and that was from north to south. From 
 east to west there was no street, but the ranges of 
 houses and palaces continued on those sides un- 
 broken. These edifices presented a very fine 
 architectural frontage toward the square, and 
 gave to the whole space which they enclosed a 
 very rich and grand appearance. Over the doorg 
 of two or three of the houses there were small 
 tricolored flags flying ; and wherever these flags 
 were, there were soldiers on the sidewalk below 
 guarding the doors. But neither Rollo nor 
 Jennie was able to imagine what this could mean. 
 About three o'clock, when Rollo and Jennie 
 had began to be tired of looking at the column, 
 their mother came into the room. She said that 
 Mr. Holiday was fatigued and was going to lie 
 down, and that neither he nor herself would go 
 out again. Rollo then asked if he and Jennie 
 might go out and take a walk. His mother 
 Beemed to hesitate about it, but presently said 
 that she would go and ask Mr. Holiday \° 
 he thought it would be safe. She accordingly 
 went into the bed room, and very soon returned, 
 saying that Mr. Holiday thought it would be safe 
 for them to go if he save them some directions. 
 
Rollo in Parts. 
 
 Mr. Holiday's directions. The Street of Peace. 
 
 " He says," added Mrs. Holiday, " that you 
 oiay get ready, and then go into his room, and he 
 will give you the directions. Only you must not 
 talk much with him, for it hurts him to talk. Hear 
 what he has to say, and then come out imme- 
 diately." 
 
 So the children made themselves ready, and 
 then went into their father's room. They found 
 him sitting in a great arm chair by a window 
 where the sun was shining. He looked pale and 
 tired. When the children came in, however, he 
 Curned to them with a smile, and said, — 
 
 " Children, I am glad you are going out to take 
 a walk. You can go very safely, if you follow 
 my directions. 
 
 " This is the Place Vendome. There are only 
 two ways of going out of it. One leads to the 
 north, and the other to the south. 
 
 " If you take the road which goes to the north, 
 that is, that way," said Mr. Holiday, pointing, 
 "you will go out by the street which is called 
 the Street of Peace.* The Street of Peace is 
 straight, and pretty broad ; and if you follow it to 
 the end of it, you will come to the Boulevards." 
 
 "What are the Boulevards? " asked Rollo. 
 
 * Mr. Holiday called this street, of course, by its French name ; 
 b\.t we give its name here in English, for the convenience of th 
 tx&iei; who may, perhaps, not be able to pronounce French 
 
The U a ii d e k op the T v i l e r i e s . 8' 
 
 *Kite SonJevards. Their history. Rollo's interruptions. 
 
 "Hush!" said Jennie, gently touching R 
 at the same time with her hand. 
 
 " Boulevards," said Mr. Holiday, "means bul- 
 warks, A great many years ago there was a 
 line of bulwarks or fortifications all around 
 Paris ; but at length, when the city grew too 
 large for them, they levelled them down and 
 made a very broad and handsome street where 
 they had been, and then afterward made a new 
 line of fortifications farther out. This broad 
 and handsome street, or rather, scries of streets, 
 is called the Boulevards. It extends almost en- 
 tirely around the city. Of course, when you get 
 into the Boulevards, you are in no clanger of 
 losing yourselves ; for you can go on as far aa 
 you please, either way, and then come back to the 
 ►Street of Peace again, and then come home." 
 
 " Yes," said Rollo, " I understand." 
 
 Here Jennie gently touched Rollo again, to 
 remind him that he was not to talk. 
 
 "You will know the Boulevards at once when 
 you come to them," continued Mr. Holiday, 
 " they are so much broader and more beautiful 
 than any of the other streets of Paris. Even 
 the sidewalks are as wide as many ordinary*' 
 streets ; and there are rows of young trees along 
 the edges of the sidewalks. Now, if you choose, 
 you can go out from the Place Vendome on tha 
 
88 Rollotn Paris. 
 
 The Tuileries. A wall of creeri tross. 
 
 northern side, by the Street of Peace, and so 
 walk on till you come to the Boulevards. Then 
 you can walk along the Boulevards as far as you 
 please. 
 
 "Or." continued Mr. Holiday, "you can take 
 the opposite course. You can go out of the 
 Place Vendomc on the southern side. That will 
 bring you directly in the garden of the Tui- 
 leries." 
 
 " I should like to go into a garden," said 
 Jennie, " and see the flowers." 
 
 "You will see," continued Mr. Holiday, "as 
 soon as you begin to go out of the Place Yen- 
 dome, at a little distance before you, perhaps as 
 far as two or three blocks in New York, a wall 
 of green trees." 
 
 " A wall of green trees! " exclaimed Rollo. 
 
 " Yes," said his father. " It is a thick row of 
 trees growing in the garden, and having the side 
 toward the street trimmed smooth and straight 
 like a wall. The entrance through this range 
 of trees, opposite the gateway where you go into 
 the garden, looks like an archway in a green 
 wall. You will see it before you as soon as you 
 turn the corner of this hotel into the street that 
 leads that way. You can walk straight on till 
 voii come to the place. There you will find the 
 "" >t»« to the garden. Tlioro is a vcrv hiffb 
 
The Garden of the Tuileuies. 89 
 
 The garden at the gateway. The Gratad Alky. 
 
 iron palisade along the side of the garden 
 toward the street, with the rows of trees which 
 I have spoken of inside of it. There is a gate- 
 way through this palisade where you can go in. 
 There arc two soldiers there to guard the gate- 
 way." 
 
 " Then how can we get in ? " asked Jennie. 
 
 " 0, go right in," replied Mr. Holiday. "Pay 
 no attention to the soldiers. They will not say 
 any thing to you. They arc only sentinels. 
 
 " After you pass through the gateway, you 
 keep on in the same direction, without turning to 
 the right hand or to the left, just as if you were 
 going across the garden. You go on in this 
 way till you get to the middle alley, which is a 
 very wide alley, that runs up and down the mid- 
 dle of the garden. This alley is called the 
 Grand Alley, and it is a very grand alley indeed. 
 It is as broad as a very wide street, and it is 
 nearly two miles long.* It begins at the palace 
 of the Tuileries, in the middle of the city, and 
 es tends through the whole length of the gardens 
 of the Tuileries ; and then, passing out through 
 great gates at the foot of the garden, it extends 
 through the Elysian Fields, away out to the great 
 Triumphal Arch of the Star, which vou &aw 
 
30 RoLLO IN PaIAI' 
 
 The urosjiect cm the Grand Alley Tlie Egyptian obci'.sH. 
 
 from tic pars when you were coming into tli€ 
 city. 
 
 " Now, w ben you get into the Grand Alloy 
 which you will know by its being" the broadest, 
 and smoothest, and most splendid grand walk 
 that you ever saw, you must stop for a minute, 
 and look both ways* I'll tell you what you will 
 see. First, if you turn to the left, that is, to- 
 ward the cast, you will see at the end of the 
 alley, in that direction, a long range of splendid 
 buildings, extending across from side to side. 
 In the opposite direction, at the top of a long, 
 gentle slope, a mile and a half away, you will 
 sec the grand Triumphal Arch. That is at the 
 barrier of the city. The view is not entirely 
 open, however, out to the arch. About midway, 
 in the centre of the Grand Alley, is a tall obelisk, 
 standing on a high pedestal, and farther along 
 there are one or two fountains. Still you can 
 see the Triumphal Arch very plainly, it is so 
 large, and it stands so high. 
 
 "Now, the Grand Alley is nearly two milea 
 long, and, wherever you may be in it, you can 
 always see the palace at one end, the arch a I 
 the other, and the Egyptian obelisk in the 
 middle. So that, as long as you walk back and 
 forth in this alley, keeping these things in sight, 
 you cannot lose your way. 
 
The Garden op the Tuilerter. 91 
 
 The basin at the foot of the garden. Tl.e scene beyond. 
 
 " Only I ought to say," continued Mr. Holiday, 
 " that the garden does not extend all the way to 
 the barrier. The garden extends, perhaps, half 
 a mile. Near the bottom of it is a great basin 
 or pond of water, with a stone margin to it all 
 around. You will have to go round this basin, 
 for the centre of it is exactly in the middle of 
 the Grand Alley. Then you come very soon to 
 the end of the garden, and you will go out 
 through great iron gates, but still you will keep 
 on in the same direction. Here you will come 
 to a very large, open square, with the obelisk in 
 the centre of it, and fountains and statues in it 
 all around. Still you will keep straight on 
 across this square, only you will have to turn 
 aside to go round the obelisk. After you pass 
 through the square, the Grand Alley still con- 
 tinues on, though now it becomes a Grand 
 Avenue, leading through pleasure grounds, with 
 ranges of trees and of buildings on either side. 
 It becomes very wide here, being as wide as two 
 or three ordinary streets, and will be filled with 
 carriages and horsemen. But there will be good 
 broad sidewalks for you on either hand, under 
 the shade of the trees ; and you will know where 
 vou are all the time, for you can always «ee the 
 palace at one end of the view, and th(s great 
 
92 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 The children's choice. The map. 
 
 Triumphal Arch at the other, with the obelisk 
 in the middle between them. 
 
 "The amount of it is," added Mr. Holiday, 
 speaking in a tone as if he were about finishing 
 his instructions, "you can go out of the Place 
 Venclome to the north, and keep straight on till 
 you come to the Boulevards, and walk there 
 either way as far as you like. Or you can go 
 south, and keep straight on till you come to the 
 middle of the Grand Alley of the garden of the 
 Tuileries, and then walk in the Grand Alley and 
 the Grand Avenue which forms the continuation 
 of it as long as you like. Which way will 
 you go?'' 
 
 "I would rather go to the garden," said Hollo, 
 looking toward Jennie. 
 
 " Yes," said Jennie, " and so would I." 
 
 Thus it was settled that they were to take the 
 street which led toward the south from the Place 
 Vendome ; and so. bidding their father good by> 
 they went away. Before leaving the house, 
 however, Rollo went to a secretary which stood 
 in the parlor, and took down a map, in order to 
 show Jennie the places which his father had 
 mentioned, and to make it sure that they under- 
 stood the directions which they had received. 
 Rollo found the Place Vendome very readily upon 
 the map, and the street leading to the gardens. 
 
The Garden op the Tuileries. 93 
 
 Rollo finds the garden upon Die map. 
 
 He also found the Grand Alley running through 
 the garden ; and following this alley between 
 the rows of trees, he showed Jennie a small 
 circle which he thought must be the basin of 
 water, and the place where the obelisk stood ; 
 and filially he pointed out the place where tho 
 Grand Alley widened out into the Grand Avcriuo 
 and led on toward the barrier. 
 
 Jennie did not understand the map very well ; 
 but she seemed satisfied with Rollo's assurances 
 that he himself could find all the places. 
 
 " It is all right, you may depend," said Rollo. 
 " 1 can find the way, you may be sure." 
 
 So he put up the map, bade his mother good 
 by, and then he and Jennie sallied forth. 
 
 The hotel was situated on the corner of the 
 Place Vendome and the street which led to- 
 ward the garden ; and as soon as the children 
 had turned this corner, after coining out from 
 under the archway of the hotel, they saw at some 
 distance before them, at the end of the street, 
 the iron palisade, and the green wall of trcea 
 above it, which formed the boundary of the 
 garden. 
 
 " There it is ! " exclaimed Rollo. " There is the 
 garden and the gateway ! and it is not very far! " 
 
 The children walked along upon the side- 
 walk hand in hand, looking sometimes at the 
 
94 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 What Itolio and Jennie see in the street. 
 
 elegant carriages which rolled by thent from 
 time to time in the street, and sometimes at thft 
 groups of ladies and children that passed them 
 .on the sidewalk. At the first corner that they 
 came to, Hollo's attention was attracted bj the 
 sight of a man who had a box on the edge of 
 the sidewalk, with a little projection on the top 
 of it shaped like a man's foot. Hollo wondered 
 what it was for. Just before he reached the 
 place, however, he saw a gentleman, who then 
 happened to come along, stop before the box and 
 put his foot on the projection. Immediately tht 
 man took out some brushes and some blacking 
 from the inside of the box, which was open on 
 the side where the man was standing, and began 
 to brush the gentleman's boot. 
 
 "Now, how convenient that is!" said Hollo. 
 "If you get your shoes or your boots muddy or 
 dusty, you can stop and have them brushed." 
 
 So saying, he looked down at his own boots, 
 almost in hopes that he should find that they 
 needed brushing, in order that he might try the 
 experiment ; but they looked very clean and 
 bright, and there seemed to be no excuse for 
 having them brushed again. 
 
 Besides, Jennie was pulling him by the hand, to 
 hasten him along. She said at the same tinxej in 
 an undertone.— 
 
The Garden of the Tuileries. 95 
 
 The lad}' led by a dog. The entrance to ike garden. 
 
 " Look, Hollo, look ! See ! there is a blind ladj 
 w alking along before us ! " 
 
 " Blind ? " repeated Rollo. 
 
 " Yes," said Jennie ; " don't you see the little 
 dog leading her? n 
 
 There was a little dog walking along at a 
 little distance before the lady, with a beautiful 
 collar round his neck, and a cord attached to it. 
 The lady had the other end of the cord in her 
 hand. 
 
 " I don't believe she is blind," said Rollo. 
 
 As the children passed by the lady she turned 
 and looked at them, or seemed to look, and 
 manifested no indications of being blind. After- 
 ward Jennie saw a great many other ladies 
 walking with .little dogs, which they led, 01 
 which led them, by means of a cord which the 
 owner of the dog held in her hand. There were 
 so many of these cases that Jennie was com- 
 pelled to give up the idea of their being blind ; 
 but she said that she never knew any body but 
 blind people led about by dogs before. 
 
 At length the children arrived at the entrance 
 10 the garden. It was on the farther side of a 
 broad and beautiful street which ran along 
 there, just outside of the enclosure. The pah 
 isades were of iron, though the tops were tipped 
 with gilding, and they were very high. They 
 
S6 Rollo in Paris, 
 
 The sentry boxes and the sentinels. The terracs. 
 
 were more than twice as high as a man's head. 
 The lower ends of them were set firmly in a wall 
 of very substantial masonry. The gateway was 
 •very wide, and it had sentry boxes on each sde 
 of it. A soldier, with his bayonet fixed, was 
 standing in front of each sentry box. When 
 Jennie saw these soldiers she shrank back, and 
 seemed afraid to go in. In fact, Rollo himself 
 appeared somewhat disposed to hesitate. In a 
 moment, however, a number of persons who 
 came along upon the sidewalk turned in at the 
 gates, and went into the yard. The soldiera 
 paid no attention to them. Rollo and Janc> 
 seeing this, took courage, and went in, too. 
 
 On passing through the gates, the childien 
 found themselves on a very broad terrace, which 
 ran along on that side of the garden. The sur- 
 face of the terrace was gravelled for a walk, and 
 it was \try smooth and beautiful. While stand- 
 ing on, or walking upon it, you could look on, 
 one side, through the palisade, and sec the car- 
 riages in the street, and on the other side yon, 
 could look over alow wall down into the garden, 
 which was several feet below. The descent into 
 the garden was by a flight of stone steps. Tim 
 children, after staying a little time upon the ter- 
 race, went down the steps. They came out upon 
 a very broad avenue, or alley, which formed the 
 
'HE Cr A It DEN OP THE TlJILERIES. 
 
 ©range trees oa wfeeeJs. The fitresi in tile garden. 
 
 side of the garden. This alley was very broad 
 indeed, so broad that it was divided into three 
 by orange trees, which extended up and down in 
 Jong rows parallel to the street, almost as far as 
 vou could see, and forming beautiful vistas in 
 each direction. These orange trees, though very 
 large, were not set in the ground, but were 
 planted in monstrous boxes, painted green and 
 set or. rollers. The reason of this was, so that 
 they could be moved away in the winter, and put 
 in a building where they could be kept warm. 
 
 This broad alley, the great side alley of the 
 garden on the side toward the city, was called 
 the Alley of the Oranges. There is another 
 similar alley on the opposite side of the garden, 
 which is toward the river, and that is called the 
 Alley of the Riverside. 
 
 Passing across the three portions of the Alley 
 of the Oranges, the children went on toward 
 the centre of the garden. Instead, however, of 
 such a garden as they had expected to see, with 
 fruits and (lowers in borders and beds, and ser- 
 pentine walks winding among them, as Jennie 
 had imagined, the children found themselves in a 
 •sort of forest, the trees of which were planted 
 regularly in rows, with straight walks here and 
 there under them. 
 
 " What a strange gar lea !" said Jennie. 
 
98 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Little French children. RtiUo and Jennie in the Grand AJley 
 
 " Yes." said Rollo. " But we must not stop 
 here. Wo must go straight on through the 
 trees until we come to the Grand Alley." 
 
 In fact, Rollo could see the Grand Alley, aa 
 he thought, at some distance before him, with 
 people walking up and down in it. There were 
 several people, too, in the same walk with Rollc 
 and Jane, some going with them toward the Grand 
 Alley, and others coming back from it. Among 
 these were two children, just big enough to gr 
 alone, who were prattling in French together 
 very fluently as they walked along before their 
 father and mother. Jennie said she wondered 
 how such little children could learn to speak 
 French so well. Another child, somewhat olde: 
 than these, was trundling a hoop, and at length 
 unfortunately she fell down and hurt herself. So, 
 leaving her hoop upon the ground, she came to 
 ward the maid who had care of her, crying, and 
 sobbing, and uttering broken exclamations, all in 
 French, which seemed to Rollo and Jane very 
 surprising. 
 
 At length the children came out into the 
 Grand Alley. They knew it immediately when 
 they reached it, by its being so broad and mag- 
 nificent, and by the splendid views which were 
 presented on every hand. 
 
 " Yes," said Rollo, " this is it, I am sure. There 
 
The Garden of the Tuileeies. 99 
 
 The prospect which Rollo saw from the Grand Alley. 
 
 is the obelisk ; and there, beyond it, on the top 
 of that long hill, is the Triumphal Arch ; and 
 there, the other way, is the palace of the Tui- 
 leries. Here is a seat, Jennie. Let's go and sit 
 down.'' 
 
 So saying, Rollo led Jennie to a stone scat 
 which was placed on one side ot the alley, at the 
 margin of the grove ; and there they sat for some 
 time, greatly admiring the splendid panorama 
 which was spread out before them. What hap* 
 pened to them for the remainder of their walk 
 will be described in the nest chapter. 
 
100 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Rollo and Jennie approach the basin of water. 
 
 c m after v. 
 
 The Elysian Fields. 
 
 After sitting a little time upon the stone 
 bench, Rollo and Jennie rose and resumed their 
 walk. The alley was extremely broad, and it 
 was almost filled with parties of ladies and gen- 
 tlemen, and with groups of children, who were 
 walking to and fro, some going out toward the 
 Triumphal Arch, and some returning. Rollc 
 and Jennie, as they walked along, said very 
 little to each other, their attention being almost 
 wholly absorbed by the gay and gorgeous scene 
 which surrounded them. At length they per- 
 ceived that, at a little distance before them, the 
 people were separating to the right hand and to 
 the left, and going round in a ?ort of circuit ; and, 
 on coming to the place, they found that the great 
 basin, or pond of water, which Mr. Holiday had 
 described to them, was there. This pond was 
 very large, much larger than Rollo had expected 
 from his father's account of it. It was octagonal 
 in form, and was bordered all around with stone. 
 
The Elysian Fields. 101 
 
 Oold fishes. Sailing a vessel. Amusements upon tile Sabbath. 
 
 There were a number of children standing in 
 groups on the brink, at different places ; sonio 
 were watching the motions of the gold fish that 
 were swimming in the water, and others were 
 looking at a little ship which a boy was sailing 
 on the pond. The boy had a long thread tied 
 to the bow of his ship ; and when the wind had 
 blown it out upon the pond to the length of the 
 string, lie would pull it back to the shore again, 
 and then proceed to send it forth on another 
 voyage. 
 
 Rollo thought it strange that they should be 
 thus employed on the Sabbath ; for he had been 
 brought lip to believe, that, although it was very 
 right and proper to take a quiet walk in a gar- 
 den or in the fields toward the close of the day, it 
 was not right, but would, on the other hand, be 
 displeasing to God, for any one, old or young 
 to spend any part of the day which God had 
 consecrated to his own service and to the 
 spiritual improvement of the soul in ordinary 
 sports and amusements. Jennie, too, had the 
 same feeling ; and accordingly, after standing 
 with Rollo for a moment near the margin of the 
 water, looking at the fishes and the vessels, and 
 at the group of children that were there, she 
 began to pull Rollo by the hand, saying, — 
 
 " Come, Rollo, I think we had better go along.' 
 
102 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Out of the garden. The o!>e!i:-k and the fountains. 
 
 Rollo at once acceded to this proposal, and 
 they both walked on. They soon found them- 
 selves passing out of the garden, though the 
 space on each side of the broad alley in which 
 they were walking was bordered with so many 
 walls, palisades, terraces, statues, and columns, 
 and the gateway which led out from the garden 
 into the square was so broad, and was so filled 
 up, moreover, with the people who were going and 
 oming, that it was difficult to tell where the gar- 
 den ended and the great square began. At 
 length, however, it began to be plain that they 
 were out of the garden ; for the view, instead of 
 being shut in by trees, became very widely ex- 
 tended on either hand. It was terminated on 
 one side by ranges of magnificent buildings, and 
 on the other by bridges leading across the river, 
 with various grand and imposing edifices be- 
 yond. In the centre of the square the tall form 
 of the obelisk towered high into the air, gently 
 tapering as it ascended, and terminating sud- 
 denly at its apex in a point. 
 
 The square, though open, was not empty. Be- 
 sides the obelisk, which stood in the centre of 
 it, on its lofty pedestal, there were two great 
 fountains and colossal statues of marble; and 
 lofty columns of bronze and gilt, for the gas- 
 lights ; and raised sidewalks, smooth as a floor* 
 
The Elysian Fields. 103 
 
 A curious pavement. The construction of the fountains. 
 
 formed of a sort of artificial stone, which was 
 continuous over the whole surface, which was 
 covered by it, without fissure or seam. There 
 were roadways, also, crossing the place in vari- 
 ous directions, with carriages and horsemen upon 
 them continually coming and going. The great 
 fountains were xery curiously contrived. The 
 constructions were thirty or forty feet high. 
 They consisted of three great basins, one above 
 the other. The smallest was at the top, and was, 
 of course, high in the air. A column of water 
 was spouting out from the middle of it, and, after 
 rising a little way into the air, the water fell 
 back into the basin, and, filling it full, it run over 
 the edge of it into the basin below. 
 
 This was the middle basin, and, besides the 
 water which fell into it from the basin above, it 
 received also a great supply from streams that 
 came from the great basin below, like the jets 
 from the hose of a fire engine when a house is on 
 fire. There was a row of bronze figures, shaped 
 •ike men, in the water of the lowest basin of all, 
 each holding a fish in his arms ; and the jets of 
 water which were thrown up to the middle basin 
 from the lower one came out of the mouths of 
 these fishes. The fishes were very large, and 
 they were shaped precisely like real fishes, al- 
 though they were made of bronze. 
 
104 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 An unexpected meeting. 'Die column in ihc Flare Veudrjme. 
 
 The children looked at the fountains as they 
 walked along, and at length came to the foot o^ 
 the obelisk. They stopped a iriinnte or two 
 there, and looked up to the top of it. It was as 
 tall as a steeple. Rollo was wondering whether 
 it would be possible in any way to get to the top 
 of it ; and he told Jennie that lie did not think 
 that there was any way, for he did not sec any 
 place where any body could stand if they should 
 succeed in get ing there. While they both stood 
 thus gazing upward, they suddenly heard a well- 
 known voice behind them, saving, — 
 
 " Well, children, what do you think of the 
 Obelisk of Luxor?" 
 
 They turned round and beheld their uncle 
 George. They were, of course, very much as- 
 tonished to see him. lie was walking with 
 another young gentleman, a friend of his from 
 America, whom he had accidentally met with iu 
 Paris. When the children had recovered from 
 the surprise of thus unexpectedly meeting him, he 
 repeated his question. 
 
 " What do you think of the obelisk ? " 
 
 "I don't believe it is so high," replied R< Ho, 
 "as the column in the Place Yendome." 
 
 "No," replied Mr, George, " it is not." 
 
 44 Nor so large," added Rollo. 
 
 "No "said Mr. George. 
 
The Elysian Fields, 
 
 105 
 
 Tl'r 1 obelisk is a single stone. 
 
 " And I don't believe that there is any way to 
 get to the top of it," added Rollo. 
 
 " No," said Mr. George, " there is not. The 
 column in the Place Vendome is hollow, and has 
 a staircase inside ; but this obelisk is solid from 
 top to bottom, end is formed of one single stone. 
 That is the great wonder of it." 
 
 THE OBELISK. 
 
 " Look up," said Mr. George, " to the top of 
 it. It is as high as a steeple. See how large it 
 13, too, at the base. Think how enormously heavy 
 such an immense stone must be. What a work 
 
106 Rollo in Paris 
 
 The pedestal. Curious history of the obelisfc. 
 
 it must have been to lift it up and stand it on ita 
 end ! Besides, it does not rest upon the ground, 
 but upon another monstrous stone, the pedestal 
 of which is nearly thirty feet high ; so that, in 
 setting it up in its place, the engineers had not 
 only to lift it up on end, but they had to raise the 
 whole mass, bodily, twenty or thirty feet into the 
 air. I suppose it was one of the greatest lifts 
 that ever was made. 
 
 " There is another thing that is very curious 
 about the obelisk," continued Mr. George, "and 
 that is its history. It was not made originally 
 for this place. It was made in Egypt, thousands 
 and thousands of years ago nobody knows how 
 long. There are several others of the same 
 kind still standing. Some years ago, this one and 
 another were given to the French by the gov- 
 ernment of Egypt, and the French king sent a 
 large company of men to take this one down and 
 bring it to Paris. They built an immense ves- 
 sel on purpose for transporting it. This vessel 
 they sent to Egypt. It went up the Nile as near 
 to the place where the obelisk stood as it could 
 go. The place was called Luxor. The obelisk 
 stood back at some distance from the river ; and 
 there were several Arab huts near it, which it 
 was necessary to pull down. There were also 
 several other houses in the way by the courso 
 
The Elysian Fields. 107 
 
 flow the French engineers contrived to bring this monument from Egypt. 
 
 which the obelisk must take in going to the 
 river. The French engineers bought all these 
 houses, and pulled them down. Then they made 
 a road leading from the place where the obelisk 
 fltood to the river. Then they cased the whole 
 ktone in wood, to prevent its getting broken or 
 injured on the way. Then they lowered it down 
 by means of immense machines which they con- 
 structed for the purpose, and so proceeded to 
 draw it to the river. But with all their machines, 
 it was a prodigiously difficult work to get it 
 along. It took eight hundred men to move it, 
 and so slowly did it go that these eight hundred 
 men worked three mouths in getting it to the 
 landing. There they made a great platform, and 
 so rolled it on board the float. There was a 
 •steamer at hand to take it in tow, and it was 
 brought to France. It then took live or six 
 months to bring it across the country from the 
 sea shore to Paris. 
 
 " When, at last, they got it here, it took them 
 nearly a year to construct the machines for rais- 
 ing it. They built the pedestal for it to stand 
 upon, wnich you see is as high as a two-story 
 house, and then appointed a day for the raising. 
 All the world, almost, came to see. This whole 
 square was full. There were more than a hun« 
 fired thousand persons here. The king came, 
 
108 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Raising the obelisk. Diagrams of machinery, and Egyptian hterogiyplilcs 
 
 and his family, and all his generals and great 
 officers. It -was the greatest raising that ever 
 was seen." 
 
 " Why, there must have been just as great a 
 raising," said Rollo, " when they first put it up in 
 Egypt." 
 
 " No," said Mr. George ; " because there it 
 stood nearly upon the ground, but here it is on 
 the top of a lofty pedestal. Look there ! Those 
 are pictures of the machines which they raised 
 it by." 
 
 So saying, Mr. George, pointed to beautifully 
 gilded diagrams which were sculptured upon 
 one side of the pedestal. There were beams. 
 and ropes, and pulleys without number, with the 
 obelisk among them ; but Rollo could not un- 
 derstand the operation of the machinery very 
 well. The obelisk itself was covered on all 
 sides with ancient Egyptian hieroglyphics, deeply 
 cut into the stone ; but the children could not un- 
 derstand the hieroglyphics any better than they 
 could the machinery. 
 
 After looking sonie time longer at the obelisk 
 and the various objects of interest that were 
 around it, the w T hole party walked on together. 
 Mr. George said that he and his friend were 
 going up the avenue of the Elysian Fields, and 
 that, if Rollo and Jennie would walk along 
 
The Eltsian Fields. 109 
 
 Mr. Geor^'s proposal. The way to rhe Triumphal Arch. 
 
 behind them, they would not get lost. Jennie 
 was very, glad of this ; for the crowd of people 
 that were coining and going was getting to be 
 very great, and she was a little afraid. Rollo, on 
 the other hand, was rather sorry. The Triumpha I 
 Arch at the farther end of the avenue was in 
 full view, and thus he felt sure of his way ; and 
 he was ambitious of the honor of being the sole 
 guide in the excursion which he and Jane were 
 taking. He, however, could not well decline his 
 uncle's invitation ; so, when the two gentlemen 
 moved on, Rollo and Jennie followed them. 
 
 The Grand Avenue was a very broad and 
 beautiful roadway, gently ascending toward the 
 barrier, and now perfectly thronged with car- 
 riages and horsemen. There were also two side 
 avenues, one on each side of the central one. 
 These were for foot passengers. There were 
 rows of trees between. Beyond the side ave- 
 nues there extended on either hand a wood, 
 formed of large and tall trees, planted in rows, 
 and standing close enough together to shade the 
 whole ground. They were, however, far enough 
 apart to allow of open and unobstructed motion 
 among them. Under these trees, and in open 
 spaces which were left here and there among 
 them, there were booths, and stalls, and tables, 
 ind tents, and all sorts of contrivances ildf 
 
110 Rollo in Paris, 
 
 Strange sights. The boy upon the black puny. 
 
 entertainment and pleasure, with crowds of 
 people gathered around them in groups, or mov* 
 ing slowly from one to the other. There were 
 men, some dressed like gentlemen, aud others 
 wearing blue, cartmen's frocks ; and women, some 
 with bonnets and some with caps ; and children of 
 all ages and sizes ; and soldiers without number, 
 with blue coats, and dark-red trousers, and funny 
 caps, without any brim, except the visor. In the 
 midst of all these multitudes Mr. George and 
 the gentleman who was with him slowly led the 
 way up the side avenue, Hollo and Jennie follow- 
 ing them, quite bewildered with the extraordi- 
 nary spectacles which were continually present- 
 ing themselves to view on every hand. The at- 
 tention of the children was drawn from one 
 object or incident to another, with so much sud- 
 denness, and so rapidly, that they had no- time to 
 understand one thing before it passed away and 
 something else came forward into view and 
 diverted their thoughts ; and before they had re- 
 covered from the surprise which this second 
 thing awakened, they had come to a third, more 
 strange and wonderful, perhaps, than either of 
 the preceding. 
 
 A boy, very young, and very fantastically 
 dressed, came riding along through the crowd, 
 mounted on the smallest and prettiest black poirjf 
 
The Elysian Fields. Ill 
 
 A crowd. The itinerant dealer in stockings. A queer tash bc«. 
 
 that Rollo had ever seen, and distributing as he 
 passed along some sort of small printed papers 
 to all who came near enough to get them. Rollo 
 tried to get one of the papers to see what it was, 
 hut he did not succeed. 
 
 " How I wish I had such a pony as that ! " said 
 Rollo. 
 
 " So do I," said Jennie. " But what are the 
 people doing in that ring?" 
 
 Rollo saw a close ring of people all crowding 
 around something on the ground. There was a 
 man inside the ring, calling out something very 
 loud and very incessantly. Rollo put his head 
 between two of the spectators to see. There 
 was a man seated in the centre, on the ground, 
 with a cloth spread out before him, on which 
 was a monstrous heap of stockings, of all kinds 
 and colors, which he was selling as fast as possi- 
 ble to the men and women that had gathered 
 around him. He sold them very cheap, and the 
 people bought them very fast. He put the 
 money, as fast as he received it, in his cap, 
 which lay on the ground before him, and served 
 him for a cash box. 
 
 " Come, Rollo," said Jane, pulling Rollo by 
 the hand, " we must go along. Uncle George ia 
 almost out of sight." 
 
 Rollo turned back into the avenue again, and 
 
Ii2 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 The noy baking griddie cukes. The miniature omnibus drawn hy goats. 
 
 began to walk along. In a moment more he 
 saw a large boy standing behind a curious-look- 
 ing stove in an open space near, and baking 
 griddle cakes. There was a very nice table by 
 his side, covered with a white cloth, and a plate, 
 on which the boy turned out the griddle cake3 
 as fast as they were baked. There were several 
 children about him, buying the cakes and eating 
 them, 
 
 "Ah, Jennie," said Rollo, "look at these 
 cakes ! I Tow I should like some of them ! If it 
 were not that it is Sunday, I would go and buy 
 some." 
 
 " Rollo I " exclaimed Jennie, " look here ! 
 See what's coming ! " 
 
 Rollo looked, and saw that the ladies and 
 gentlemen on the broad walk before them were 
 moving to one side and the other, to make room 
 for a most elegant little omnibus, drawn by six 
 goats, that were harnessed before it like horses. 
 The omnibus was made precisely like a large 
 omnibus, such as are used in the street* o f Paris 
 for grown persons ; only this one was snwll, just 
 large enough for the goats to draw. It was very 
 beautifully painted, and had elegant silken cur- 
 tains. It was full of children, who were looking 
 out the windows with very smiling faces, as if 
 they were enjoying their ride very much. A 
 
The Elysian Fields. 113 
 
 The faaronihe drawn by goats. The little Craciirnriti. 
 
 very pretty little boy, about seven years of age, 
 was holding the reins of the goats, and appear- 
 ing to drive ; but there was a large boy walking 
 along by the side of the goats all the time: to 
 take care that they did not go wrong. The 
 omnibus belonged to his father, who kept it to 
 let children ride in it on their paying him a 
 small sum for each ride. 
 
 Jennie was very much pleased with the omni- 
 bus ; but what followed it pleased her still more. 
 This was a carriage, made in all respects like 
 a real carriage, and large enough to conta ; 'i 
 several children. It was open, like a barouche, 
 so that the children who were riding in it could 
 see all around them perfectly well. It had two 
 seats inside, besides a high seat in front for ihe 
 coachman, and one behind for the footman. 
 There were children upon all these scats. There 
 was one on the coachman's box to drive. The 
 carriage, like the omnibus, was drawn by goats, 
 only there wore four instead of six. The coach- 
 man drove them by means of long, silken 
 reins. 
 
 As soon as the omnibus and the carriage had 
 passed by, and the crowd had closed again be- 
 hind them so as to conceal them from view. 
 Rollo and Jennie looked about for Mr. George 
 and the other gentleman ; but they were ao 
 
114 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Rollo adopts the obelisk as a landmark. The French girl reading a notiea 
 
 where to be seen. Jane was quite frightened ; 
 but Rollo said he did not care. 
 
 " Look there ! " said Rollo, pointing back. 
 - " What is it ? " said Jennie. 
 
 " The obelisk," said Rollo. 
 
 Jane saw the tall, needle-like form of the obe- 
 lisk towering into the air from the middle of 
 the great square behind them, and a part of the 
 long front of the Tuileries, at the end of a vista 
 of trees, far beyond. 
 
 " As long as we have the obelisk in sight," 
 said Rollo, "we cannot get lost." 
 
 Just then Rollo's attention was called to a 
 broad sheet of paper fastened up upon a tree 
 that he was passing by. He stopped to see 
 what it was. A little girl, about as old as 
 Jennie, came up at the same time, leading the 
 maid who had the care of her by the hand. This 
 child began to read what was printed on the 
 card. She read aloud, enunciating the words 
 very slowly, syllable by syllable, and in a voice 
 m clear, and rich, and silvery, that it was delight- 
 ful to hear her. She seemed pleased to observe 
 that Rollo and Jane were listening to her ; and 
 when she got through she turned to them, as if 
 to apologize for not reading better, and said, in 
 French, and with a pleasant smile upon her 
 countenance, — 
 
The Elysun Fields lio 
 
 She does not understand Rollo's leply. Toys for sale. 
 
 " I am learning to read ; but I cannot read too 
 much yet, you see." 
 
 By too much she meant very well, that being 
 the way that the French express themselves in 
 Each a case. 
 
 Hollo understood what she said, but he did not 
 think it prudent to attempt to reply in the same 
 language; so he said simply, in English, — 
 
 "And yet I think my father would give five 
 hundred dollars if I could read French like that. 
 He'd be glad to do it." 
 
 As Rollo spoke these words the child looked 
 earnestly in his face, the smile gradually disap- 
 pearing from her features and being replaced by 
 a look of perplexity and wonder. She then 
 turned and led the maid away. 
 
 There were a great many booths and stands 
 about, some in open spaces and some under the 
 trees. At one they had all sorts of cakes for 
 sale ; at another toys of every kind, such a& hoops 
 balls, kites, balloons, rocking horses, and all ^uch 
 things ; and at a third pictures, some large, some 
 small, some plain, and some beautifully colored. 
 At one place, by the side of the avenue where 
 most of the people were walking, there stood a 
 man, with a tall and gayly-painted can on his 
 back. It was covered with common drapery 
 below ; but the top was bright, and towered like 
 
116 Rollo in Paris, 
 
 The man with •> can upon his back. A boy buys a cirir.k. 
 
 a spire above the man's head. There was a 
 round bar, like the leg of a chair, which went 
 from the bottom of the can to the ground, to 
 support it, and take the weight off the man's 
 shoulders when he was standing still. The man 
 was standing still now, and was all the lime 
 tinkling a little bell, to call the attention of the 
 people to what he had to sell. It was something 
 to drink. There were two kinds of drink in the 
 can. separated from each other by a division in 
 the interior. There were two small pipes, one 
 for each kind of drink, leading from the bottom 
 of the can round by the side of the man to \\w, 
 front, with stopcocks at the end. where he could 
 draw out the drink conveniently. There was 
 also a little rack to hold the glasses. There were 
 three glasses ; for the man sometimes had three 
 customers at a time. While Rollo and Jane were 
 looking at this man, a boy came up for a drink. 
 The man took one of the glasses from the lit tie 
 ;ack, and tilled it by turning one of the stop- 
 cocks. When the boy had taken his drink and 
 paid the money, the man wiped the glass with a 
 towel which he kept for the purpose ; and then, 
 putting it back in its place on the rack, he went 
 on tinkling his little bell. 
 
 In the mean time, the crowd of people seemed 
 to increase, and it appeared to Rollo and Jennie, 
 
The Elysian Fields. 117 
 
 How to find the way to church in a strange city. 
 
 Wnen they came to observe particularly, that they 
 were nearly all walking one way, and that was 
 up the avenue, as if there were some place in lhat 
 direction where they were all going. Rollo sup- 
 posed that, of course, it was a church, lie had 
 been told by his father, when they were travelling 
 in England, that when he was in any strange 
 place on Sunday, and wished to !ind the way to 
 church, one good method was to observe in the 
 streets whenever he saw any considerable number 
 of people moving in the same direction, and to 
 join and follow them. lie would, in such cases, 
 his father said, be very sure to be conducted to a 
 church, and after going in lie would generally 
 find some one who would show him a scat. Rollo 
 and Jennie had often practised on this plan. In 
 fact, they took a particular interest and pleasure 
 in going to church in this way, as there was some- 
 thing a little of the nature of adventure in if. 
 
 When, accordingly, the children observed that 
 the great mass of the people that iiiled the two 
 side avenues, as well as the carriages that were 
 in the central one, were all moving steadily on- 
 ward together, paying little attention to the 
 booths, and stalls, and other places and means of 
 amusement which were to be seen under the treea 
 on either hand, he concluded that, while some of 
 the people of Paris were willing to amuse them 
 
U8 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Hollo and Jennie conclude to go to church. Adrienne and Anloine. 
 
 gelves with sports and exhibitions on Sunday, the 
 more respectable portion would not stop to look 
 at them, but went straight forward to church ; 
 and he and Jennie resolved to follow their 
 example. 
 
 " I should like to see all these things very 
 much," said Rollo, " some other day ; but now we 
 will go on, Jennie, to the church, where the rest 
 of the people are going." 
 
 Jennie very cordially approved of this plam 
 and so they walked on together. It happened 
 that, at the time when they came to this determi- 
 nation, there was walking just before them a 
 party, consisting apparently of a father and 
 mother and their two children. The father and 
 mother walked together first, and the two chil- 
 dren, hand in hand, followed. The oldest child 
 was a girl, of about Jennie's age. The other 
 was a very small boy, just beginning to learn to 
 talk. Rollo and Jennie came immediately behind 
 these children, and were very much interested 
 in hearing them talk together, especially to hear 
 the little one prattling in French. He called 
 his sister Adrienne, and she called him Antoine. 
 Thus Rollo and Jennie knew the names of the 
 children, but they had no way of finding out 
 what were the names of the father and mother, 
 
 "Now, Jennie," said Rollo, in a low tone, "I 
 
The Elysian Fields. 11$ 
 
 iTJts efectfical machine. A theatre wirti images for actois. 
 
 think we had better follow tins party, and keep 
 close to them all the time, and then, when we get 
 to the church, perhaps they will give us a seat." 
 Jennie liked this proposal very much, and so 
 she and Eollo walked along after Adrienne and 
 Antoine, not too near them, but so near as to 
 keep them always in sight. Sometimes the party 
 turned aside from the avenue to walk under the 
 trees, and sometimes they stopped a few minutes 
 to look at some curious exhibition or spectacle 
 which was to be seen. At one place a man had 
 a square marked off, and enclosed with a line to 
 keep the crowd back ; and in the middle he 
 had an electrical machine, with which he gave 
 shocks to any of the bystanders who were willing 
 to take them. A boy kept turning the machine 
 all the time. At another place was a little 
 theatre, mounted on a high box, so that all could 
 see, with little images about as large as dolls 
 dancing on the stage, or holding dialogues with 
 each other. The words were really spoken by a 
 man who was concealed in the box below ; but 
 as the little images moved about continually, and 
 made all sorts of gesticulations, corresponding 
 with what was said, it seemed to the bystanders 
 precisely as if they were speaking themselves. 
 Besides Ihis, the images would walk about, scold 
 
120 Ruli.o ix Parts, 
 
 Whirling machines. Mimic hunting. Prizes. 
 
 each other, quarrel and light each other, run out 
 at little doors, and then come in again, and do a 
 great many other things which it was very won* 
 derful to see such little figures do. 
 
 There were places, too, where there were great 
 whirling machines, under splendid tents and 
 canopies, with horses, and boats, and ships, and 
 cradles at the circumference of them, all of 
 which were made to sail round and round 
 through the air, carrying the children that were 
 mounted on the horses or sitting in the ships 
 and boats. There were also several places for 
 shooting at a mark with little spring guns, 
 which were loaded with peas instead of bullets. 
 There were figures of bears, lions, tigers, ducks, 
 deer, and other animals at a little distance, 
 which were kept moving along all the time by 
 machinery, for the children to shoot at with the 
 peas. If they hit any of them they drew a 
 prize, consisting of cake or gingerbread, or of 
 some sort of plaything or toy, of which great 
 numbers were hanging up about the shooting 
 place. All these, and a great many other similar 
 contrivances for amusing people, Eollo and Jane 
 saw. as they passed along ; but they did not stop 
 to look at them, excepting when the gentleman 
 and lady stopped whom they were following. 
 
The Elys ian Fields. 
 
 121 
 
 BoIId anil Jennie read) Hie Triumphal Arch. 
 
 This was seldom, however ; and so they went, oa 
 the whole, very steadily forward, up the long and 
 gentle ascent, until, at length, they reached the 
 great Triumphal Arch at the Neuilly Barrier. 
 
 y ■ . | | Hi iigBg 
 
 
122 Rollo ik Paris, 
 
 Man on the top of the Triumphal Arch. Rullc'a mistake 
 
 C H AFTER VI. 
 
 A great Mistake. 
 
 As they approached the arch, the children 
 gazed upon it vyith astonishment, being greatly 
 impressed with its magnitude and height. There 
 were a great many men on the top of it. Their 
 heads and shoulders were visible from below, as 
 they stood leaning over the parapet. They, 
 however, looked exceedingly small. 
 
 Hollo and Jennie would have liked to stop 
 and look longer at the arch ; but they did not 
 wish to separate from Adrienne and Antoine, 
 who kept walking steadily on all the time with 
 their father and mother. Rollo supposed, as hag 
 been said before, that this party were going to 
 some church ; but they were not. They were 
 going to a place called the Hippodrome. 
 
 The Hippodrome, far from being a church, is a 
 place of amusement. It is used for equestrian 
 performances, and feats of strength and agility 
 and balloon ascension, and all similar entertain 
 rnents. 
 
A GRE4T Mistake. 123 
 
 The Hippodrome. The r<;o£ The concealed canal in the area. 
 
 The Hippodrome is a long, oval enclosure, with 
 eight or ten ranges of seats extending all around 
 it, and rising one above another, like the seats 
 of the Coliseum at Rome. There is a roof ex« 
 tending all around over the seats ; but the area 
 within is so large that it could not well be 
 covered with a roof. Besides, if there were a 
 roof over it, how could the balloons go up ? 
 
 Then, moreover, the spectacles which are ex- 
 hibited in the Hippodrome appear to much better 
 advantage when seen in the open light of day 
 than if they were under the cover of a roof, so 
 long as the spectators themselves are piotected 
 from the sun and from any sudden showers. 
 
 The area in the middle of the Hippodrome is 
 about one hundred yards long and fifty yards 
 wide. It is so large that there is room for a 
 good wide road all around it, and also for 
 another road up and down the middle, with little 
 gardens of grass and flowers between. At the 
 very centre is a round area, where there is a 
 concealed canal of water to represent a stream. 
 This water is ordinarily coveicd with planks, and 
 the planks are covered with a very thick canvas 
 carpet, and this with sand ; so that the water ia 
 entirely concealed, and the horsemen ride over 
 it just as they do over any other part of the 
 area. When they wish to use it, to show how 
 
124 ROLLO IN I'ARIS. 
 
 The performances at the Hippodrome. Monkeys and ponies. 
 
 the horses could leap over streams, they take off 
 the sand, roll r.p the carpet, and carry away the 
 planks ; and there they have a very good repre- 
 sentation of a stream. 
 
 The performances at the Hippodrome are very 
 various. Sometimes whole troops of horse come 
 in from between two great curtains at one end, 
 all elegantly caparisoned and mounted, some by 
 men and some by girls, but all, whether men or 
 girls, dressed in splendid uniforms. These troops 
 ride round and round the area, and up and down 
 in the middle of it, performing a great variety 
 of evolutions in the most rapid and surprising 
 manner. 
 
 Then there arc races of various kinds. Some 
 are run by beautiful girls, who come out mounted 
 on elegant gray horses that are -mottled like 
 leopards, each of the riders having a scarf over 
 her shoulders of a different color from the rest, 
 so that they may be all readily distinguished 
 from each other in the race. Then there are 
 races of chariots, three running at a time, round 
 and round the area ; and of small ponies, with 
 monkeys on them for riders. There are various 
 contrivances, too, for athletic and gymnastic feats, 
 such as masts and poles for climbers to ascend, 
 and other similar apparatus. All these things 
 give the interior of the Hippodrome quite a gaj 
 
A great Mistake. 125 
 
 ■"he portal of die Hippodrome. Buying tickets. 
 
 and lively appearance, and the area necessary 
 for them is so large that the ranges of seats sur- 
 rounding it are sufficient to accommodate ten 
 thousand spectators. 
 
 It was to this place that Adrienne and Antoinc l 
 with their father and mother, were going, while 
 Rollo and Jennie supposed that they were going 
 to a church. There was nothing to lead Rollo 
 to suspect his mistake in the aspect of the build- 
 ing as he approached the entrance to it ; for the 
 sides of it were hidden by trees and other build- 
 ings, and the portal, though very large and very 
 gayiy decorated, seemed still, so far as Rollo 
 could get a glimpse of it through the crowds of 
 people, only to denote that it was the entrance 
 to some very splendid public edifice, without at 
 all indicating the nature of the purposes to which 
 it was devoted. 
 
 The immense concourse of people which were 
 pouring into the Hippodrome divided themselves 
 at the gates into two portions, and passed up an as- 
 cent to enter at side doors. Roiio and Jane, fol- 
 lowing their guides, went toward the right. They 
 observed that the father of Adrienne and Antoiue 
 stopped at a little window near the entrance, to 
 pay the price of admission for himself and wife 
 and his two children and to get the tickets. He 
 paid full price for his two children, and so took 
 
126 Hollo in Par s. 
 
 The doorkeeper admits RoUo and Jennie with Adrienne and Antoine. 
 
 four full tickets. RoUo and Jane did bod see 
 him pay the money. They only observed that 
 there was a crowd at the 3 ittle window, and they 
 paw Antoine's father take the tickets. They did 
 not know what this meant, however; but they 
 followed on. When they all came to the door- 
 way which led up to the ranges of seats, the man 
 whose duty it was to take the tickets supposed 
 that the four children all belonged to the same 
 family, and that they had been admitted at half 
 price, and that, accordingly, two of the tickets 
 were for the father and mother, and the other two 
 for the four children. So he let them all pass 
 on together, especially as there was, at that time, 
 such a throng of people crowding in that 
 there was no time to stop and make any in- 
 quiries. 
 
 RoUo and Jane were carried along by the 
 current up a flight of stairs, which came out 
 among the ranges of seats ; and "after moving 
 along for some distance till they came to a 
 vacancy they sat down, and began to look 
 around and survey the spacious and splendid 
 interior into which they had entered. They 
 were at once overwhelmed with themagnineenca 
 of the spectacle which was presented to view. 
 Instead of a church, they found a vast open area 
 extended before them, surrounded with long 
 
A great Mistake. 12? 
 
 ** Camp meeting ! " The balcony for the emperor. 
 
 ranges of seats, and laid out in the interior ra 
 the most graceful and beautiful manner. 
 
 " Jennie/' said Rollo, after gazing about for 
 some moments, almost bewildered, " if this is any 
 kind of meeting at all, I think it must be a 
 camp meeting." 
 
 Jennie was completely bewildered, and had no 
 opinion on the subject whatever; so she said 
 nothing. 
 
 " That's the place for the choir, I suppose," 
 said Rollo, pointing to a sort of raised platform 
 with a balustrade in front, which was built 
 among the seats in the middle of one of the sides 
 of the Hippodrome. " But then," he added, after 
 a moment's pause, " I don't see any pulpit, unless 
 that is it." 
 
 As he said this, Rollo pointed to a balcony 
 with a rich canopy over it, which was built up 
 among the seats, directly opposite to the ran 
 sician's gallery, on the other side of the arena. 
 This balcony was for the use of the emperor, 
 and his family and friends, when they chose to 
 come and witness the spectacles in the Hippo- 
 drome. 
 
 These speculations of Rollo's were suddenly 
 interrupted by the striking up of martial musie, 
 by a full band of trumpets, drums, clarinets', 
 hautboys,, and horns, from the musician's gallery. 
 
128 Rollo in Paris 
 
 Kollc and Jennie discover their misiake lk>ing right. 
 
 Soon afterwards the curtains opened at the 
 farther end of the arena, and a magnificent troop 
 cf horse, mounted by male and female riders, all 
 dressed in the gayest and most splendid costume? 
 came prancing in. As soon as Rollo had re 
 covcied from his astonishment at this spectacle, 
 he turned to Jennie, and said, — 
 
 " Jennie, it is not any church or meeting at aU 
 and I think we had better go home." 
 
 " I think so too," said Jennie. 
 
 " I should like to come here some other 'iar/ 1 
 added Rollo ; " and I mean to ask my father tj 
 let us come. Uncle George will come with us. 
 But now we had better go home." 
 
 So the children rose from their seats and began 
 to move toward the door. It was some time 
 before they could get out, so great was the nuim 
 ber of people still coming in. They, however, 
 finally succeeded, and were quite relieved when 
 they found themselves once more in the open air. 
 
 They turned their steps immediately to wan I 
 home. Jane, however, soon began to fee) very 
 tired ; aud so Rollo said he would stop tiiy lir-t 
 omnibus that came along. The avenue was full 
 of carriages of every kind ; and pretty soon an 
 omnibus, headed down the obelisk, appeared 
 among them. Rollo made a signal for the eon 
 ductor to stop, and he and /ennie got iu. 
 
A great Mistake. 1 2* 
 
 Returning doom. RoElo's account of tlie wflifc. 
 
 They had a very pleasant ride back through 
 the Elysiau Fields, and around the great so^jare 
 where the obelisk stands. They then entere'l 
 flic street which runs along by the side of (he 
 gardens of the Tuilcries. and advanced in .t 
 toward the heart of the city. Rollo made a 
 sign for the conductor to stop when the omnibus 
 reached that part of the street which was op- 
 posite to the entrance into the garden where he 
 and Jennie had gone in. This was, of course, 
 also opposite to the street leading into the Place 
 Vendomc. It was but a short walk from this 
 place to the hotel. About six o'clock the chil 
 dren arrived at the hotel, and the table was 
 already set for dinner. Mr. Holiday was reclin- 
 ing on a couch iu the room, and Mrs. Holiday 
 had been reading to him. Hollo's uncle George 
 was also in the room. Mrs. Holiday laid down 
 her book when the children came in. Rollo and 
 Jennie sat down upon a sofa, not far from their 
 father's couch. They were glad to rest. . 
 
 " Well, children," said Mrs. Holiday, " have you 
 had a pleasant walk ? " 
 
 "Yes," said Rollo, - 'a very pleasant walk in- 
 deed. We have seen a great many very curious 
 things. But I believe we made a mistake." 
 
 ''What mistake? " asked Mrs. Holiday. 
 
 u Why, wc followed a great many people thai 
 
13U Eollo t x Paris, 
 
 The stoiy excites 2re.1t amusement. 
 
 we thought were going to church ; but, instead oi 
 that, they led us into a great place that I think 
 was some sort of circus." 
 
 Here Mr. George looked up very eagerly and 
 began to laugh. 
 
 " I declare ! " said he. " I shouldn't wonder if 
 you got into the Hippodrome." 
 
 " I don't know what it was," said Rollo 
 " When we first went in we saw that it was not a 
 church ; but we did not know but that it might 
 be some sort of camp meeting. But pretty 
 soon they began to bring horses in and ride them 
 around, and so we came out." 
 
 Here Mr. George fell into a long and uncon- 
 trollable paroxysm of laughter, during the inter- 
 nals of which he said, in broken language, as he 
 walked about the room endeavoring to get 
 breath and recover his self-control, that it was 
 the best thing he had heard since he landed at 
 Liverpool. The idea of following the crowd of 
 Parisians in the Champs Elysees on Sunday 
 afternoon, with the expectation of being con- 
 ducted to church, and then finally taking the 
 Hippodrome for a camp meeting! Rollo him- 
 self, though somewhat piqued at having his ad 
 venture put in so ridiculous a light, could not 
 help laughing too ; and even his father and inothej 
 smiled. 
 
A great Mistake. 181 
 
 Difference between tfra Salibatii in Paris and in America. 
 
 " Never mind, Rollo," said his mother, at 
 length. "I don't think you were at all to 
 blame ; though I am glad that you came out 
 when you found what sort of a place it was." 
 
 " 0, no," said Mr. George, as he gradually 
 recovered his self-control, " you were not to blame 
 in the least. The rule you followed is a very 
 good one for England and America ; but it does 
 not apply to France. Going with the multitude 
 Sunday afternoons, in Paris, will take you any 
 where but to church." 
 
 Notwithstanding the concurrence of opinion 
 between Hollo's mother and his uncle that he 
 had done nothing wrong, neither he nor Jennie 
 could help feeling some degree of uneasiness 
 and some little dissatisfaction with themselves in 
 respect to the manner in which they had spent 
 the afternoon. They had both been accustomed 
 to consider the Sabbath as a day solemnly con-. 
 secrated to the worship of God and to the work 
 of preparation for heaven. It is true that the 
 day sometimes seemed very long to them, as it 
 does to all children ; and though they had 
 always been allowed to take quiet walks in the 
 gardens and grounds around the house, still they 
 usually got tired, before night came, of being so 
 quiet and still. Notwithstanding this, however, 
 they had no disposition to break over the rule 
 
132 Hollo in Paris. 
 
 Keeping the Sabbalb. Holio's aeejuksceuce/ 
 
 which, as they supposed, the law of God enjoined 
 upon them. They fully believed that God him- 
 self had ordained that there should be one day 
 in seven from which all the usual occupations 
 and amusements of life should be excluded, and 
 which should be consecrated wholly to rest, to 
 religious contemplation, and to prayer ; and they 
 were very willing to submit to the ordinance, 
 though it brought with it upon them, as children, 
 burdens and restrictions which it was sometimes 
 quite onerous for them to bear. 
 
 When night came, Rollo found that he always 
 felt much happier if he had kept the Sabbath 
 strictly, than when he attempted, either secretly 
 or openly, to evade the duty. There was a sort 
 of freshness and vigor, too, with which he en- 
 gaged in the employments of the week on 
 Monday morning, which, though he had never 
 stopped to account for it philosophically, he en- 
 Joyed very highly, and which made Monday 
 morning the brightest and most animated morn- 
 ing of the week. So Rollo was accustomed 
 to acquiesce very willingly in the setting apart 
 of the sacred day to religious observances and 
 to rest, thinking that the restraints and restric- 
 tions which it imposed were amply compensated 
 for by the peace and comfort which it brought 
 to his mind when he observed it aright, and by 
 
A great Mistake. 133 
 
 Hollo's plan for observing ihe remainder of the day. 
 
 the novelty and freshness of the charm with 
 which it invested the ordinary pursuits and en- 
 joyments of life when it was over. 
 
 Accordingly, on this occasion, feeling a little 
 dissatisfied with himself and uneasy in mind, in 
 consequence of ihe manner in which he had 
 spent the afternoon, Rollo determined to make* 
 all the atonement for his fault, if fault it was, 
 that was now in his power. Accordingly, when 
 the family rose from the table after dinner, which 
 was about seven o'clock, and his father and 
 mother went and sat upon the sofa together, 
 which stood in the recess of a window looking 
 out upon the Place Vendome, Rollo said to Jane, 
 in an undertone, — 
 
 "Jennie, come with me." 
 
 lie said this in the tone of an invitation, not of 
 command ; and Jennie understood at once, from 
 her experience on former occasions, that Rollo 
 had some plan for her entertainment or gratifi- 
 cation. So she got down from her chair and 
 went off with him very readily. 
 
 They went out at a door which led into their 
 mother's bed room 
 
 " Jennie," said Rollo, as he walked along with 
 hor across the room, " I am going to get the 
 Bible and sit down here by the window and read 
 ■~ >+. Would not vou like to read with me?" 
 
134 Rollo in Paris, 
 
 A full description of Jennie's room in Paris. 
 
 " Yes/' said Jennie, " if you will find a pretty 
 story to read about. There are a great many 
 toward the first part of the Bible." 
 • " Yes," said Rollo, " I will." 
 
 " And let" us go into my room to read," said 
 Jennie. "I like my room the best." 
 
 " Well," said Rollo, " I like your room best, 
 too." 
 
 So Rollo took the Bible off from the table of 
 his father's room, and then he and Jennie went 
 on together into Jennie's room. This room was 
 a little boudoir, which opened from Mr. and 
 Mrs. Holiday's room ; it was a charming little 
 place, and it was no wonder that Jennie liked 
 it. It was hung with drapery all around, except 
 where the window was, on one side, and a large 
 looking glass and a picture on two other sides. 
 There was even a curtain over the door, so that 
 when you were in, and the door was shut, and 
 the curtain over it was let down, you seemed to 
 be entirely secluded from all the world. This 
 drapery was green, and the room, being entire- 
 ly enclosed in it, might have seemed sombre had 
 it not been for the brilliancy and beauty of the 
 furniture, and the variegated colors and high 
 polish of the floor. There was an elegant bed- 
 stead and bed in the back part of the room 
 with a carved canopy over it. There was a 
 
A great Mistake. 135 
 
 Jennie's seat under the lilacs, by the brook, at home, 
 
 bureau also, witli drawers, where Jennie kepi 
 her clothes ; and a little fireplace, with a pretty 
 brass fender before it ; and a marble mantel 
 piece above, with a clock and two vases of 
 flowers upon it. There were a great many 
 other curious and beautiful articles of furniture 
 in the room, which gave it a very attractive 
 appearance, and made it, in fact, as pretty a 
 place of seclusion as a lady could desire to have. 
 Jennie enjoyed this room very much indeed ; but 
 still, after all, notwithstanding the expensiveness 
 and beauty of the decorations which adorned it, 
 I do not know that Jennie enjoyed it any more 
 than she did a little seat that she had under some 
 lilac bushes, near the brook at the bottom of her 
 father's garden, at home. 
 
 There was a small couch in the recess of the 
 window in Jennie's boudoir ; and here she and 
 Rollo established themselves, with the Bible ly- 
 ing open before them upon a small table which 
 they had placed before the couch to hold it. 
 They raised their own seats by means of large, 
 square cushions which were there, so as to bring 
 themselves to the right height for reading from 
 the book while it lay upon the table ; and they 
 put their feet upon a tabouret which belonged to 
 the room. The tabouret was made for a scat, 
 but it answered an admirable purpose for a foot 
 
136 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 flow Rollo selected a chapter in the Bible. Jennie's reading. 
 
 stool. As soon as the two children were thua 
 comfortably established, they opened the Bible, 
 and Rollo began to turn over the leaves in the 
 books of Samuel and of Kings, in order to find 
 something which he thought would interest Jen* 
 nie. 
 
 At length he found a chapter which seemed, 
 bo far as he could judge by running his eye along 
 the verses, to consist principally of narration 
 and dialogue ; and so he determined to begin the 
 reading at once. 
 
 " Now," said he, " Jennie, I will read one verse, 
 and then you shall read one, and I will tell you 
 the meaning of all the words that you don't 
 know." 
 
 Jennie was much pleased with this arrange- 
 ment, and she read the verses which came to her 
 with great propriety. It is true that there were 
 a great many words at which she was obliged to 
 hesitate some little time before she could pro- 
 nounce them ; and there were others which she 
 could not pronounce at all. Rollo had the tact 
 to wait just long enough in these cases. By 
 telling children too quick, when they are endeav- 
 oring to spell out a word, we deprive them of 
 the pleasure of surmounting the difficulty them- 
 selves ; and, by waiting too long, we perplex and 
 discourage them. There are very few chil&rea 
 
A great Mistake. 137 
 
 How to teach children to read. 
 
 who, when tliey are hearing their younger broth- 
 ers and sisters read, have the. proper discretion 
 on this point. In fact, a great many full-grown 
 teachers fail in this respect most seriourly, and 
 make the business of reading on the part of their 
 pupils a constant source of disappointment and 
 vexation to them, when it might have been a 
 pleasure. 
 
 Rollo, too. besides the patient and kind en- 
 couragement which he afforded to Jane in her 
 attempts to read her verses herself, read those 
 which full to his share in a very distinct and 
 deliberate manner, keeping the place all the 
 while with his finger, so that Jennie might easily 
 follow him. He stopped also from time to time 
 to explain the story to Jennie, and to talk about 
 the several incidents that were described in it, 
 in order to make it sure that Jennie understood 
 them all. It would have been much easier for 
 him to have tuicen the book himself, and to have 
 read the whole chapter off at once, fluently. 
 But this would have defeated his whole object ; 
 which was, not to do what he could do most 
 easily, but to do good and help Jennie. If a 
 boy were going up a high hill, with his sister 
 in his company it would be easier for him to go 
 directly on and leave his sister behind. A self 
 
138 Rollo in Parts. 
 
 Tho satisfaction anil happiness secured lij doing right. 
 
 ish boy would be likely to do this ; but a gen- 
 erous-minded boy would prefer to go slowly, and 
 help his sister along over the rocks and up tho 
 Gtcep places. 
 
 Rollo and Jane both became so much inter- 
 ested in their reading that they continued it 
 almost an hour. It then began to be dark, and 
 so they put the book away. Their mother came 
 in about that time, and was very much pleased 
 when she found how Rollo and Jennie had been 
 employed ; and Rollo and Jennie themselves ex- 
 perienced a substantial and deeply-seated feeling 
 of satisfaction and comfort that all the merry- 
 making of the Elysian Fields could never give. 
 If any of the readers of this book have any doubt 
 of this, let them try the experiment themselves. 
 At some time, after they have been spending a 
 portion of the Sabbath in such a way as to give 
 them an inward feeling of uneasiness and self- 
 condemnation, let them engage for a time in the 
 voluntary performance of some serious duty, as 
 Rollo did, and in the spirit and temper which 
 he manifested, and sec how strongly it will tend 
 to bring back their peace of mind and restore 
 them to happiness. To try the experiment more 
 effectually still, spend the whole Sabbath in thia 
 manner, and then see with what a feeling of 
 
A great Mistake. 139 
 
 Rollo and Jennie visit the Hippodrome on ;i weekday. 
 
 quiet and peaceful satisfaction you will go to 
 bed at night, and with what a joyous and buoy- 
 ant spirit you will awake on Monday morning. 
 
 Before Rollo left Paris, he went, one Tuesday 
 afternoon, with his mother and Jennie and his un- 
 cle George, to sec the performances at the Hippo- 
 drome, and he enjoyed the spectacle very much 
 indeed. Besid-es the performances which have 
 already been described, there were two others 
 which astonished him exceedingly. In one of 
 these a man came into the middle of the area, and 
 there the assistants lifted up a large and heavy 
 pole, which they poised in the air, and then set 
 the lower end of it in a sort of socket which was 
 made in an apron which the man wore, which 
 socket was fastened securely to the man's hips and 
 shoulders by strong straps, so that he could sus- 
 tain the weight of the pole by means of them. 
 The pole was about thirty feet high, and the top 
 was branched like a pitchfork. It was shaped, in 
 fact, exactly like a pitchfork, except that there 
 was a bar across from the top of one branch to 
 the top of the other, and a rope hanging down 
 from the middle of the bar half way down to the 
 place of bifurcation — that is, to the place where 
 the straight part of the pole ended and the 
 branches began. Things being thus arranged 
 
140 
 
 R o l l o in Paris. 
 
 The (eats performed by the boy balanced in the air. 
 
 a boy, wlio was about twelve years old, appar- 
 ently, came out, and, leaping up upon the man's 
 shoulders, began to climb up the pole. When 
 he reached the top of it he took hold of the 
 rope, and by means of the rope climbed up tc 
 
 TH£ HIPPODROME. 
 
 the bar. Here he began to perforin a great va- 
 riety of the most astonishing" evolutions, the man 
 all the time poising the pole in the air. The boy 
 would climb about the bar in every way, draw- 
 ing himself up sometimes backwards and some- 
 times forward, and swinging to and fro, and 
 
A great, Mistake. 141 
 
 A strange way of climbing a mast. 
 
 turning over and over in ever)' conceivable po- 
 sition. He would hang to the bar sometimes 
 by his hands and sometimes by his legs — some- 
 times with his head downward, sometimes with 
 his feet downward. He would whirl round and 
 round over the bar a great many times, till Rol- 
 lo and Jane were tired of seeing him, and then 
 he would rest by hanging to the pole by theback 
 of Ms head, without touching the bar with any 
 other part of his body. All this time the man 
 who held the pole kept it carefully poised, mov- 
 ing to and fro about the area continually in fol- 
 lowing the oscillations. 
 
 The other performance was in some respects 
 more extraordinary still. There was a mast set 
 up in the ground, thirty or forty feet high. At 
 the ground, ten feet from the foot of the mast, 
 there commenced an inclined plane, formed of a 
 plank about a foot or eighteen inches wide, which 
 ascended in a spiral direction round and round 
 the mast till it reached the top. A man ascended 
 this plane by means of a large ball, about two 
 feet in diameter, which he rolled up standing 
 upon it, and rolling it by stepping continually 
 on the ascending side. There was no ledge or 
 guard whatever to keep the ball from rolling off 
 the plane — nothing but a narrow plank ascend- 
 ing continually, and winding in a spiral manner 
 
142 
 
 R o L l in Paris 
 
 The end of the performances at the Hippodrome. 
 
 around the mast. This experiment it was quite 
 frightful to see. Several of the children who 
 were sitting near Mr. George's party began lo 
 cry, saying, " 0, he will fall —he will fall! " In 
 fact, Jennie could not bear to look at him. and 
 so she shut her eyes ; and even Mrs. Holiday 
 looked another way. But Rollo watched it 
 through, and saw the man go on up to the very 
 top of the mast, and stand there on his ball on 
 the top, forty feet above the ground, with his 
 hands extended in triumph. After remaining 
 there a short time, he came down as he had gone 
 up : and when lie reached the ground, he rolled 
 his ball along, keeping on it all the time, till he 
 came to a chariot which was waiting to receive 
 him. He stepped from the ball on to the char- 
 iot, and was then driven all around the ring, 
 being received every where, as he passed, with 
 the acclamations of the spectators. 
 
Carlos. V* 
 
 The forty drummers. Mr. George removes to anoti y/iotel. 
 
 c h apter vii. 
 Carlos. 
 
 One morning, just after breakfast, when Rollo 
 and Jennie were sitting at the window of their 
 hotel, looking at a band of about forty drum- 
 mers that were arranging themselves on the 
 Asphaltum,in the Place Vendome, in front of the 
 column, preparatory to an exercise of practice 
 on their instrument, Mr. George came into the 
 room. Mr. George took up a newspaper which 
 was lying upon the table, and, seating himself in 
 a large arm chair which Avas near, he read from 
 it for a few minutes, and then, laying down the 
 paper, said, — 
 
 " Rollo, how do you pronounce L-o-u-v-o-i-s ? " 
 
 Mr. George did not speak the word, but 
 spelled it letter by letter. 
 
 " I don't know," said Hollo. 
 
 " Because," said Mr. George, " that is the name 
 of the hotel where I have gone." 
 
 " What made you go away from this hotel, 
 uncle George?" asked Jennie. "Didn't you 
 like it?" 
 
144 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Mr. George proposes that Rollo and Jennie visit the Garden of Plantik 
 
 "Yes,'' replied Mr. George, "I liked it very 
 much. But I wanted to change the scene. 1 
 had become very familiar with every thing in 
 this part of the city, and with the modes of life 
 in this hotel. So I thought I would change, and 
 go to some other quarter of the city, where I 
 could see Paris, and Paris life, in new aspects." 
 
 " I wish I had gone with you," said Rollo. " I 
 wonder if my father would not let me go now. 
 Is there a room for me at your hotel ? " he added, 
 looking up eagerly. 
 
 " I don't know," said Mr. George. " You can 
 ask when you go there. But to day I am going 
 to see the Garden of Plants ; and you may go 
 with me, if you like." 
 
 " Well," said Rollo, " I should like to go very 
 much." 
 
 " And may I go, too ? " said Jennie. 
 
 " Yes," said Mr. George, " if your mother is 
 willing." 
 
 " Well," said Jennie, joyfully, " I'll go and 
 ask her. Only I wish it was a garden of flowera 
 instead of a garden of plants." 
 
 So Jennie went to ask her mother if she 
 might go with her uncle George. She soon re- 
 turned with her shawl and bonnet on, and then, 
 Mr. George leading the way, they all went to- 
 gether down stairs, and got into a carriage 
 
Carlos. I4S 
 
 A carriage drive. A gloomy looking luilding. 
 
 which was waiting for thorn at the door. The 
 carriage was an open one, with the top turned 
 hack, so that they all had a fine opportunity to 
 see the streets and the persons passing as they 
 rode along. 
 
 Mr. George directed the coachman to drive 
 first to his hotel ; and the carriage, leaving the 
 Place Vendome on the northern side, entered 
 into 'a perfect maze of narrow streets, through 
 which it advanced toward the heart of the city. 
 
 After a time, they came to a long, straight 
 street, which led across the city, through the 
 centre of it, from the river to the Boulevards ; 
 and when they were about in the middle of this 
 street, the attention of the children was attracted 
 by a very long and gloomy-looking building 
 which formed one side of the street for a con 
 siderable distance before them. It had no win 
 dows toward the street, but only a range of 
 square recesses in the walls, of the form of win- 
 dows, but without any glass. Jennie asked Mr. 
 George if it was the prison. 
 
 " Not exactly," said Mr. George ; " and yet 
 there is one room in it where there are more 
 than a hundred men, and they are not permitted 
 to speak u, loud word." 
 
 " Let's go and see them," said Rollo. 
 
 u Very well," said Mr. George ; " we will." 
 
146 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 The entrance. Description of tlie National Library of I'arii. 
 
 So saving, he called upon the coachman to 
 stop opposite to a great archway which opened 
 through the building near the middle of it. Mr. 
 George and the children descended from the 
 carriage and went in under the archway. Look- 
 ing through, they saw a large court yard, with 
 grass, and trees, and a fountain. They did not, 
 however, go on into this court yard, but turned 
 to the right to a very broad flight of steps which 
 seemed to lead into the building. There was a 
 man in uniform, with a cocked hat upon his head, 
 who stood in the passage way to guard the en- 
 trance. He made no objection, however, to the 
 party's going in ; and so they all went on up the 
 stairway. 
 
 After passing through a series of magnificent 
 passages and vestibules, with very broad stair- 
 cases, and massive stone balustrades, and other 
 marks of a very ancient and venerable style of 
 architecture, Mr. George led the way through an 
 open door, where the children saw extended before 
 them, as far as the eye could reach, a long range of 
 rooms, opening into one another, and all filled 
 with bookshelves and books. The rooms had 
 windows only on one side ; that is, on the side next 
 the court yard ; and the doors which led from one 
 room to the other were all near that side of the 
 rorm. Thus three sides of each room were 
 
Carlos. 141 
 
 Great extent of the library. 
 
 almost wholly unbroken, and they were all filled 
 with bookshelves and book?. The doors which 
 led from one room to another were all in a 
 range ; so that standing at one end, opposite to 
 one of these doors, the spectator could look 
 through the whole range of rooms to the other 
 end. The distance was, moreover, so great, tliat, 
 though there was a group of several persona 
 standing at the farther end of the range of rooms 
 at the time that Rolio entered, they looked so 
 small and so indistinct that Rollo could not 
 count them to tell how many there were. 
 
 " It is a library," said Rollo. 
 
 " Yes," said Mr. George, " it is the National 
 Library of Paris, one of the largest libraries in 
 the world. The books have been accumulating 
 here for ages." 
 
 " I don't see what can be the use of such a 
 laiffo library/' said Rollo ; " nobody can possibly 
 read all the books." 
 
 "No," said Mr. George, "they cannot read 
 toein all ; but they may wish to consult them. 
 There arc often particular reasons for seeing 
 some particular book, which was published so 
 long ago that it is not now to be found in com- 
 mon bookstores ; in such cases, people come 
 here, and they are pretty sure to find the book 
 in this collection." 
 
148 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 The party walk through the rooms. A curious floor. 
 
 There were several parties of ladies and gen- 
 tlemcn to be seen, at different distances, walking 
 along the ran>"re of rooms, all of whom seemed 
 to be visitors. Mr. George, himself, walked on, 
 and the children followed him. They passed 
 from one apartment to another, amazed at the 
 number of books. They were all neatly arranged 
 on bookshelves, which extended from the floor 
 to the ceiling, and were protected by a wire 
 netting in front; so that, although the visitors 
 could see the books, they could not take them 
 down. 
 
 Mr. George and the children walked on, 
 until, at length, they came to the end of 
 the range of rooms, and there they found 
 another range, running at right angles to the 
 first, back from the street. They turned and 
 walked along through these rooms, too. The 
 floors of all the rooms were very smooth and 
 glossy, being formed of narrow boards, of dark- 
 colored wood, curiously inlaid, and highly pol- 
 ished. Rollo told Jennie that he believed ho 
 could slide on such floors as well as ho could on 
 ice, if he thought they would let him try. He 
 know very well, however, that it would not be 
 proper to try. Besides, he observed that there 
 were standing at different distances along the 
 range of rooms certain men, in uniform, who 
 
Carlos. 149 
 
 Convenient arrangement of the books and curiosities. 
 
 seemed to be officers stationed in the library to 
 guard against any thing like irregularity or dis- 
 order on the part of the visitors. 
 
 Besides the books, there were a great many 
 other things to interest visitors in the rooms of 
 the library, such as models of buildings, statues, 
 collections of coins, medals, and precious gems, 
 and other similar curiosities. These things were 
 arranged on tables and in cases made expressly 
 for them, and placed in the various rooms. The 
 tables and cases occupy, generally, the central 
 parts of the rooms that they were placed in, so 
 as not to interfere with the use of the sides of 
 the rooms for books. In. one place was a col 
 lection of some of the oldest books that ever 
 were printed, showing the style of typography 
 that prevailed when the art of printing was first 
 discovered. Mr. George took great interest in 
 looking at these. Hollo and Jennie, however, 
 did not think much of them ; and so, while their 
 uncle was examining these ancient specimens, 
 they went to the windows and looked out into 
 the court yard. This court formed a green and 
 beautiful garden, shaded with trees and adorned 
 with fountains and walks. The visitors could 
 see that the buildings of the library extended in 
 iong ranges all around it. 
 
 At length, at the end of the second range of 
 
150 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Tiie reading room. The way to get a book. 
 
 rooms, the party came to a third range, which 
 was parallel to the first, and which extended 
 along the back side of the court yard. The 
 children could not go into these apartments, for 
 the entrance to them was closed by a glass parti- 
 tion. They could, however, look through the 
 partition and see what there was within. They 
 beheld a very long hall, which was several hun- 
 dred feet in length, apparently, and quite wide, 
 and it was lined on both sides with bookshelves 
 and books. Long tables were extended up and 
 down this hall, with a great number of gentle- 
 men sitting at them, all engaged in silent study. 
 Some were reading; some were writing; some 
 were looking at books of maps or engravings. 
 There were desks at various places up and down 
 the room, with officers belonging to the library 
 sitting at them, and several messengers, dressed 
 in uniform, going to and fro bringing books. 
 Mr. George explained to the children that there 
 was another entrance to this room, leading from 
 the court yard by a separate staircase, and that 
 any person who wished to read or study might 
 go in there and sit at those tables, only lie must 
 be still, and not disturb the studies of the rest. 
 If he wished for any book, he could not go and 
 get it from the shelves, but must write the title 
 of it in full on a slip of paper, and carry it to 
 
Carlos. 151 
 
 The rooms of prints and engraving*. 
 
 one of the desks. The officer would take th« 
 slip and give it to one of the messengers, who 
 would then go and get the book. 
 
 After looking through the glass partition at 
 this great company of readers and students until 
 their curiosity was- satisfied, the children turned 
 away, and Mr. George conducted them back 
 through the long ranges of rooms by the same 
 way that they came. When, at length, they got 
 back to the staircase where they had come up 
 Mr. George, instead of going out where he had 
 come in, descended by another way, through new 
 corridors and passages, until he came to a room 
 where a considerable number of people were sit- 
 ting at tables, looking at books of engravings. 
 The sides of this room, and of several others 
 opening into it, were filled with bound volumes 
 of prints and engravings, some plain and some 
 colored, but very beautiful. Many of the vol- 
 umes were very large ; but however large they 
 might be, it was very easy to turn over the leavea 
 and see the pictures, for the tables, or rather, 
 desks, in the middle of the room, were so con- 
 trived that a book, placed upon them, was held 
 at precisely the right slope to be seen to advan- 
 tage by persons sitting before it. Mr. George 
 told the children, in a whisper, that any one 
 might ask for any book there was there, and tha 
 
152 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Mr. George and the children drive to the hotsl. 
 
 attendants would place it on one of the tables 
 for him, where he might sit and look at the 
 prints in it as long as he pleased. 
 
 " Some day," continued Mr. George, " we will 
 coiiie here and look over some of these books , 
 but to-day we must go to the Garden of Plants." 
 
 Mr. George then led the children back to the 
 carriage, and ordered the coachman to drive to 
 his hotel. 
 
 The hotel was situated on the site of an open 
 square, which, though by no means so grand and 
 magnificent as the Place Vendome, was still a 
 very pleasant place. 
 
 There was a fountain in the centre, with a 
 large basin of water around it. Outside of this 
 basin the square was paved with asphaltum, and 
 was as hard and smooth as a floor. The pave- 
 ment was shaded with trees, which were planted 
 at equal distances all over it ; and under the 
 trees there were seats, where various persons 
 were sitting. There were many children, too, 
 playing about under the trees, some trundling 
 hoop, some jumping rope, and some playing 
 horses. 
 
 The carriage stopped at the door of the hotel, 
 and Mr. George took the children up to his 
 room. It was a front room, and it looked out 
 upon the square. The children went to the 
 
Carlos. 153 
 
 The view from Mr. George's window. 
 
 window, and, while Mr. George wis getting 
 ready to go, they amused themselves by looking 
 at the children that were playing on the square. 
 
 Among the other children, there was a boy, 
 apparently about eight years of age, who was 
 sitting apart from the rest of the children, on a 
 bench by himself. His complexion was da\*k, 
 and his hair very black and glossy. He was 
 very neatly and prettily dressed, though in a 
 very peculiar style, his costume being quite dif- 
 erent from any thing that Rollo had ever before 
 teen. He had a ball in his hand, which now 
 and then he tossed into the air. 
 
 " He has not any body to play with," said Rol 
 lo to Jennie. " I have a great mind to go down 
 and play with him while uncle George is getting 
 ready." 
 
 " Very well," said Mr. George ; " you can go. 
 I shall not be ready for nearly half an hour. 
 We do not wish to get to the Garden of Plants 
 before twelve o'clock." 
 
 Rollo hesitated a little about going down, and 
 while he was hesitating the boy rose from his 
 seat and came toward the hotel. He entered 
 under the archway, and presently Rollo heard 
 him coming up the staircase. He then deter- 
 mined to hesitate no longer ; so he went out into 
 the passage way to see him. 
 
154 Rou.ft rs* Pasis. 
 
 ftoiiu Slide a companion. Playing bail. 
 
 The bo, 7 had reached the top oi the staircase 
 when Rollo went out, and was just then coming 
 along the hah. He looked at Rollo with a smile 
 as he came toward him, and this encouraged 
 Rollo to speaK to hiin. 
 
 "Cant you find anyone to play with you?" 
 said Rollo. 
 
 The boy shook his head, but did not speak. 
 
 He meant by this that he did not understand 
 what Rollo said ; but Rollo thought he meant 
 that he could not find any one to play with him. 
 
 " I will play with you," said Rollo ; and as he 
 spoke he held out his hands, with the wrists to- 
 gether and the palms open between them, in a 
 manner customary with boys for catching a ball. 
 
 The boy understood the sign, though he did 
 not understand the words. He tossed the ball 
 to Rollo, and Rollo caught it. Rollo then tossed 
 it back again. Presently Rollo made signs to 
 the boy to sit down upon the floor at one end of 
 the hall, while he sat down at the other, explain- 
 ing his wishes also at the same time in words. 
 The boy talked too, in reply to Rollo, accompa- 
 nying what he said with signs and gestures. 
 They got along thus together in their play very 
 well, each one imagining that he helped to con- 
 vey his meaning to the other by what he said, 
 while, in fact, neither understood a word that 
 
C A l^L s . 1 53 
 
 Eollo'-; exnerii jents in conversation with Caries. 
 
 was spoken by the other, and so took notice of 
 nothing but the sigas. 
 
 Hollo listened attentively once or fcvvice tu 
 fihort replies that his new friend made to him, 
 in order to sec if he could not distinguish some 
 words in it that he could understand ; but he 
 cuild not ; and he iinally concluded that it must 
 be some other language than French that the boy 
 was speaking. lie was sorry for this ; for he 
 could understand short sentences in French pret' 
 ty well, and could speak short sentences himself 
 in reply. When, however, he tried to speak to 
 the boy in French, he observed that he did not 
 appear to understand him any bettor than when 
 he spoke in English. This confirmed him in the 
 opinion that the boy must belong to some other 
 nation. 
 
 After playing together for some time with the 
 ball, the two boys began to feel quite acquainted 
 witn each other. Hollo wished very much to 
 find out his new companion's name ; so he asked 
 him, in English, — 
 
 " What is your name ? " 
 
 The boy smilecl, and throwing the ball across 
 again to Hollo as ho spoke, said something in ro« 
 ply; but it was a great deal too much to be big 
 name. What he said was, when interpreted into 
 
156 Rollo in Paris 
 
 A droll dialogue. 
 
 English, "My father bought this ball for me, and 
 gave two francs for it." 
 
 Then Hollo thought he would try French ; sc 
 he translated his question, and asked it in French. 
 
 " And I am going to carry it with me to Swit- 
 zerland and Italy," said the boy, speaking still 
 : n the unknown tongue. 
 
 "That can't be your name, either," said Rollo, 
 ' I am very sure." 
 
 Then, after a moment's pause, he added, in an 
 eager voice and manner, as if a new idea had 
 suddenly struck him, — 
 
 "We are going to the Garden of Plants — 
 uncle George, and Jennie, and I ; wouldn't you 
 like to go, too? " 
 
 The boy smiled, and held out his hands for 
 Rollo to roll the ball to him, saying something at 
 the same time which to Rollo seemed totally uu- 
 picaning. 
 
 " He does not understand me, I suppose ; but I 
 know how I can explain it to him." 
 
 So he rose from the floor, and, by means of a 
 great deal of earnest gesticulation and beckon- 
 ing, ho induced the boy to get up too, and follow 
 him Rollo led the way into his uncle's cham- 
 ber. The boy seemed pleased, though a little 
 timid, jn going in. 
 
Carlos. 157 
 
 Rollo's invitation by signs. 
 
 " Uncle George," said Rollo, " here is a boy 
 that cannot talk. Are you willing that I should 
 invite him to go with us to the Garden of 
 Plants?" 
 
 " Yes," said Mr. George ; " though I don't see 
 how you are going to do it." 
 
 Rollo led the boy to the window, and pointed 
 to the carriage, which stood down before the 
 door below. Then he opened a map of Paris 
 which lay upon the table, and found the Garden 
 of Plants laid down upon it, and showed it to 
 the boy. Then he pointed to his uncle George, 
 to Jennie, and to himself, and then to the car- 
 riage. Then he made a motion with his hand to 
 denote going. By these gesticulations he con- 
 veyed the idea quite distinctly to his new ac- 
 quaintance that they were all going to the Gar- 
 den of Plants. He then finally pointed to the 
 boy himself, and also to the carriage, and looked 
 at him with an inquiring look, which he meant 
 as an invitation to the boy to accompany them. 
 The boy paid close attention to all these signs; 
 and when Rollo had finished, instead of either nod- 
 ding or shaking his head, in token of his accept- 
 ing or declining the invitation, as Rollo expected 
 he would have done, he took up the map, and. 
 making, certain mysterious gestures, which Rollo 
 
158 Hollo in Paris. 
 
 What the boy did upon reitiving the invitation. 
 
 could not comprehend, he walked off rapidly out 
 of the room. 
 
 Rollo looked at his uncle George with an 
 expression of great astonishment on his coun- 
 tenance. 
 
 " What does that mean ? " said he. 
 
 " Perhaps he has gone to ask his father or hia 
 mother," suggested Mr. George. 
 
 " He has," exclaimed Rollo, "he has; that's it, 
 I'm sure." 
 
 So Rollo went out immediately into the hall 
 to wait till the boy came back. 
 
 In a few minutes a door opened, which led 
 into a suite of apartments in the "rear of the 
 hotel, and the boy, with the map in his hand, 
 came into the hall, nodding his head, and look- 
 ing very much pleased' ; talking all the time, 
 moreover, in a very voluble but perfectly unin- 
 telligible manner. A moment after he came the 
 door opened again, and a very respectably 
 dressed man, of middle age, came into the hall. 
 The boy pointed to Rollo, and said something to 
 this man. 
 
 "Arc yo"i going to the Garden of Plants 1 " 
 said the man to Rollo, speaking in English, 
 though with a very decidedly foreign accent. 
 
 " Yes, sir," said Rollo. 
 
Carlos. 153 
 
 Permission. 1 he coiirior. 
 
 "And did 3*011 invite Carlos to go with you?" 
 
 " Yes. sir " said Rollo ; " only I did not know 
 that his name was Carlos. He told me some- 
 thing very different from that. What language 
 ia it that he talks ? Is it French ? " 
 
 "No," replied the man, "it is Spanish. He 
 is a Spanish boy. He cannot understand a word 
 of French or English. But he may go with you 
 to the Garden of Plants." 
 
 "Are you his father, sir?" asked Rollo. 
 
 "No," replied the man, "I am his father's 
 courier." * 
 
 So saying, the man passed on, leaving 'Rollo 
 and Carlos together. 
 
 " Come, Carlos," said Rollo, " let us go into 
 uncle George's room, and see if he is not ready 
 to go." 
 
 Rollo beckoned as he spoke, and Carlos, un- 
 derstanding his action, though not his words, 
 immediately followed him. In fact, during all 
 his subsequent intercourse with Carlos, Rollo 
 
 • A courier is a travelling servant. A good courier understands 
 nil the principal languages of Europe, and is acquainted with all 
 the routes and modes of travelling. He takes all the care of the 
 party that employs him; makes bargains for them; find$ out 
 good hotels for them to go to ; pays the bills ; obtains ail neces- 
 sary information; and does every thing for them, in fact, which is 
 required in making the tour of Europe. 
 
160 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 The strange conversation that Rollo and Carlos earned on. 
 
 continued to talk to him just as if he could un 
 cTerstand, and Carlos talked also in reply. 
 
 It is true, that, if Rollo had been asked whether 
 he supposed that Carlos understood what he said, 
 he would have answered no ; and yet he con- 
 tinually forgot to act upon this belief, but talked 
 on, under the influence of a sort of instinctive 
 feeling that good plain English, such as he took 
 care to speak, could not fail to convey ideas to 
 any boy that heard it. Under the influence of 
 a similar feeling, Carlos talked Spanish to Rollo, 
 each imagining that the other understood him, 
 at least in some degree, while, in fact, neither un- 
 derstood any thing but the signs and gestures 
 which accompanied the language. 
 
 Just as they were about to set out, one of Mr. 
 George's friends called to see him ; and when he 
 found that the party were going to the Garden 
 of Plants, he wished to go too. There was 
 scarcely room for so many in the carriage, and 
 so Rollo proposed that he and Carlos should go 
 in an omnibus. 
 
 " There is an omnibus," said he, " that goes 
 there through the Boulevards, close by here ; and 
 Carlos and I will go in that, and then we caj 
 find you in the garden." 
 
 " Very well," said Mr. George. 
 
Carlos. 
 
 101 
 
 R< llo arid (Carlos Eel out for the Garden ol P'liits. 
 
 "Come, Carlos, come with mc " said Rollo, 
 "we are going to find an omnibus." 
 
 Carlos perceived that Rollo was proposing 
 that they should go somewhere together, but lie 
 did not know where, or for what ; nor did he 
 care. He was ready to assent to ar.y thing. So 
 he and Rollo, leaving the rest of the party in the 
 act of getting into the carriage, walked along 
 ap the street which led to the Boulevards. 
 
 P^mmm 
 
 ^<m-^ 
 
162 Rcli.o in Paris, 
 
 Children's cliapels in Franco. 
 
 Chapter VIII. 
 
 The Garden of Plants. 
 
 Rollo and Carlos liud not gone far before 
 they came to a piace where two children had set 
 up what they called a chapel, under the archway 
 which led to the interior of the house where 
 they lived. A real chapel, in Catholic countries, 
 is any consecrated place, large or small, contain- 
 ing an altar, and a crucifix, and other sacred 
 emblems, where masses are said and other re- 
 ligious services arc performed. Real chapels 
 arc made in the alcoves of churches, in monu- 
 ments over tombs, and in other similar places, 
 and children have toy chapels to play with. 
 There are little crucifixes, and candlesticks, and 
 communion cups, and other similar things foi 
 sale at the toy shops. Sometimes the children 
 buy these things and arrange them on a small 
 table, iu a corner of the room, for play, just a3 
 in Protestant countries they arrange a pulpit 
 and chairs for a congregation, and so make 
 believe have a meeting. Sometimes the cUUdrea 
 
Tttr Garden of Plants. 1G3 
 
 ContrlbutU'tis, Discussion brtween Itnllo an. I Carlos. 
 
 bring cut their chapel and set it near the side- 
 walk, by the street, and then hold out a little 
 plate to ask the passers by for contributions. 
 There arc almost always some people more good 
 naturcd than wise, who will give them a sou or 
 two; and thus they often made up quite a little 
 purse of mono}'. 
 
 In this case, as Roilo and Carlos were passing 
 along, the little girl, who was very nicely dressed 
 in holiday costume, held out a small plate, say- 
 ing,— 
 
 ''One sou, gentlemen, if you please, for the 
 little chapel." 
 
 Rollo and Carlos stopped to look at the chapel. 
 
 " What pretty little candles ! " said Hollo, talk- 
 ing half to himself and half to Carlos, ''and 
 how tall ! I wish I had some of them fur 
 Jennie." 
 
 " I have got a chapel at home," said Carlos. 
 
 "She wants us to give her a sou," continued 
 Rollo. "Would you?" 
 
 "And I will show it to you if you ever como 
 to Barcelona," said Carlos. 
 
 "I don't know whether to give her a sou or 
 not," said Rollo. " Would you, Carlos ? " 
 
 " My candlesticks arc of real silver,' - ' said 
 Carlos, "but these are not." 
 
 Rollo finally concluded to give the girl a sou, 
 
164 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 The plearures of Conversation. The Boulevard*. 
 
 thinking that he was in some measure bound to 
 do it, after having stopped so long to look at 
 her chapel ; and then he and Carlos walked on 
 as before. As they went on they continued to 
 talk together, from time to time, Rollo in Eng 
 lish and Carlos in Spanish, neither of them, how 
 ever, paving any attention to what the othei 
 said. This was a very good plan, for there was 
 a sense of companionship in this sort of conver- 
 sation, though it communicated no ideas. They 
 took the same kind of pleasure in it, probably, 
 that birds do in the singing of their mates. In 
 fact, it often happens, when a group of children 
 are talking together in a language which they 
 all understand, that each one talks for the 
 pleasure of talking, and none of them pay any 
 attention to what the others say. 
 
 Presently the two boys reached the Boulevard. 
 It was a ver} r broad and magnificent street, and 
 the sidewalks were very wide. The sidewalks, 
 wide as they were, were thronged with foot pas- 
 sengers, and the street itself was full of car- 
 riages. Very soon an omnibus came along ; but 
 it was full. There are a great many curioua 
 contrivances about a French omnibus ; one of 
 which is, that there is a sign, with the word 
 complete, in French, painted upon it in large 
 letters. The sign is placed directly over the 
 
The Garden of Plants. 165 
 
 The sign on the omnibus to show when if is full. 
 
 door of the omnibus behind, and is attached to 
 the top of the coach by a hinge at the lower 
 edge. When the omnibus is full, the conductor 
 who rides on the step behind pulls up this sign, 
 by means of a cord attached to it, and then all 
 the people on the sidewalks can see that there 
 is no room for them. When any passengers gat 
 out so as to make room for others, then the con- 
 ductor lets this sign down, and it lies flat upon 
 the top of the coach, out of sight, until the 
 omnibus gets full again, when it is drawn up as 
 before. 
 
 " Complete," said Rollo, pointing to the sign, 
 which was up and in full view. " That omnibus 
 is fall." 
 
 " Yes," said Curios, " I see him. His cap is so 
 high that he can't wear it in the omnibus, and so 
 he has to take it < 11'." 
 
 " But there will be another one pretty soon," 
 said Ltollo. 
 
 "If I were a soldier," said Carlos, "I would 
 never get into an omnibus at all. I would have 
 an elegant black horse with a long tail, and 
 I would go galloping through the streets on mv 
 horse." 
 
 At length an omnibus came along which was 
 not full, and Rollo and Carlos got into it. After 
 meeting with various adventures on the way, and 
 
166 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 The guard at the g:ite. Hollo's astonishment at the Garden of Plants, 
 
 changing from one omnibus to another, accord- 
 ing to the system which prevails in Paris, they 
 finally reached the gates of the garden. There 
 was a sentry box on each side of the gates, and 
 soldiers, with bayonets fixed, guarding the 
 entrance. There were, however, a great many 
 people going in. The soldiers did not prevent 
 them. They had orders to allow all persons 
 who were quiet and orderly, and had no dogs 
 with them, to enter freely. So Rollo and Carlos 
 passed directly in. 
 
 Rollo's first feeling was that of astonishment 
 at the extent and variety of the scenes and 
 prospects which opened before him. Instead of 
 a small garden, laid out in gravel walks, and 
 beds of [lowers, as he had imagined, he found 
 himself entering a perfect maze of winding 
 walks, which were bordered on all sides by an 
 endless variety of enclosures, groups of shrub- 
 bery, groves, huts, cabins, yards, ponds of wat<T. 
 and every other element of rural scenery. The 
 whole, as it first burst upon Rollo's eye, formed 
 a most enchanting landscape, and extended 
 farther than he could see. The walks mean- 
 dered about in the most winding and devious 
 ways. The spaces between them were enclosed 
 by neat little fences of lattice work, and were 
 divided into little parks, or fields, in each of 
 
The Garden op Plants. 167 
 
 Turtles and tortoises. Ostriches and giraffes. 
 
 which some strange and unknown animals wera 
 feeding. There were ponds, with a quantity of 
 birds of the gayest plumage sailing upon them ; 
 and green slopes, with goats, or deer, or sheep, of 
 the most extraordinary forms and colors, grazing 
 in them. At one place Rollo stopped to look at 
 a small basin of water, with a broad stone mar- 
 gin all around it, which was completely covered 
 with turtles and tortoises of all colors and sizes. 
 The animals were lying there asleep, basking in 
 the sun. A little farther on was a beautiful little 
 yard, almost surrounded with trees and shrubbery, 
 where three or four ostriches, with long necks, 
 and heads higher than Rollo's, were walking 
 about with a very majestic air. And farther 
 still there was a little field, the occupants of 
 which excited the astonishment of the boys to a 
 still higher degree. They were three giraffes. 
 One of them, with his head twenty feet in the 
 air, was cropping the leaves from the top of a 
 tall tree. The second was standing still, quietly 
 looking at the groups of visitors that were gazing 
 upon him from without the paling ; while the 
 third was amusing himself by galloping about 
 the yard, with a sort of rolling motion that it 
 was most astonishing to see. 
 
 Rollo and Carlos advanced among these 
 scenes., drawn from one to the other by the 
 
168 Hollo in Paris. 
 
 Hollo and Carlos hear a roaring. 
 
 new objects which every where presented them- 
 selves to view, and uttering to each other con- 
 tinual exclamations of astonishment. In fact, 
 they talked incessantly to one another as they 
 walked on, pointing out, each to the other, what- 
 ever attracted their attention, and making all 
 sorts of comments upon what they saw. 
 
 Presently a low, bellowing sound was heard 
 among the trees at a little distance. 
 
 ■" Hark ! " said Rollo, in English, putting his 
 hand upon Carlos's shoulder. " What's that? I 
 hear a roaring." 
 
 " Hark 1 " said Carlos, in Spanish. " What's 
 that ? I hear a roaring." 
 
 Neither of the boys understood the words 
 which the other spoke ; but they knew very well 
 that they were both listening to and talking 
 about the roaring. 
 
 "Let's go and see what it is," said Rollo. 
 
 " We'll go and see," said Carlos. 
 
 So off they started together in the directioa 
 of the sound. They walked along a short dis- 
 tance, passing several beautiful little enclosures, 
 where quiet and gentle-looking animals, of va- 
 rious forms, were grazing in their mimic pas- 
 tures, or lying at rest before :he doors of the. 
 thatched-roofed cabins that had been built for 
 them instead of barns, until at length they came 
 
The Garden of Plants. 169 
 
 The cages filled with ferocious beasts of prey. 
 
 to a place where a long range of buildings opened 
 to view before them, the fronts of which, instead 
 of showing doors and windows, were formed of 
 gratings of iron. The interior of this range was 
 divided into compartments, each one of which 
 formed an immense cage. These cages were all 
 filled with lions, tigers, panthers, leopards, hye- 
 nas, and other ferocious beasts of prey. Some 
 were walking to and fro restlessly in their nar- 
 row prisons ; others were lying down ; and 
 others still were crouched in a corner of their 
 cage, where they remained motionless, gazing 
 with a sullen air upon the visitors who stood 
 looking at them from without the grating. 
 
 Rollo and Carlos walked back and forth in 
 front of these cages several times, looking at the 
 animals. They admired the beauty and grace of 
 the tigers and leopards, and the majestic dignity 
 of the lions. There were a lion and a lioness to- 
 gether in one cage. The lioness was walking 
 restlessly to and fro ; while the lion sat crouched 
 in the back part of the cage, with an expression 
 upon his countenance in which the lofty pride 
 and majesty of his character, and the patience 
 and submissiveness which pertainel io his situa j 
 tion, were combined. 
 
 "Poor fellow S " said Rollo ; " if I had you and 
 
170 Roli.o ix Parts. 
 
 Strange sounds. A labyrinth. 
 
 your cage in Africa, where you belong, I wouhl 
 open the door and let you go." 
 
 Just at this moment the attention of both llol 
 lo and Carlos was suddenly arrested by a most 
 unearthly sound at a little distance from them, 
 which seemed to be intermediate between a 
 scream and a roar. It was so loud, too, as to be 
 truly terrific. 
 
 " What's that?" said Rollo, suddenly, in Eng- 
 lish. 
 
 11 Ah, what a dreadful bray that is ! " said Car- 
 los, in Spanish. 
 
 " Would you go out there and see what it is?" 
 said Rollo. 
 
 " Hark ! Let's go there and see what it is,'' 
 said Carlos. 
 
 So the boys started together to go in the di- 
 rection of the sound. 
 
 It is impossible, however, for a stranger in the 
 Garden of Plants to be sure of going any con- 
 siderable distance in any one direction, for the 
 walks are meandering and circuitous beyond 
 description. They wind about perpetually in 
 endless mazes ; and the little fields, and parks, 
 and gardens that are enclosed between them 
 are so enveloped in shrubbery, and the view, 
 moreover, is so intercepted with the huts and 
 
The Garden of Plants. 171 
 
 The rustic huts of the lamas 
 
 cabins built for the animals, and with the pal- 
 ings and networks made to confine them, that it 
 is impossible to see far in any direction. Be- 
 sides, there is so much to attract the attention, 
 and to excite curiosity and wonder, at every 
 step, that one is continually drawn away from 
 one alley to another, till he gets hopelessly be- 
 wildered. 
 
 The huts and cabins which were made for the 
 animals were very curious, and many of them 
 were so pretty, with their rustic walls and 
 thatched roof, that Rollo was extremely pleased 
 with them. He stopped before one of them, 
 which was the residence of a pair of beautiful 
 lamas, and told Carlos that he meant to ask his 
 uncle George to take particular notice how it 
 was made, and so make one for him for a play- 
 house when he got home. 
 
 " And I wonder," said he, " where my uncle 
 George and Jennie are. I don't sec how we are 
 ever to find them. I did not know that this 
 garden was so large and so full of trees and 
 bushes." 
 
 " Look there 1 " said Carlos, pointing through 
 an opening in the shrubbery along the winding 
 walk. "What are they doing there?" 
 
 Rollo, understanding the gesture, though not 
 the words, turned in the direction that Carlos 
 
r.72 Rollo in Paris, 
 
 The castle inhabited by monsters. 
 
 indicated, and saw that there was quite a crowd 
 of men, women, and children at the place, all 
 engaged, evidently, in looking at something or 
 other very intently. 
 
 "Let's go and see," said Rollo. 
 
 So the boys went along that way together. 
 They soon came in view of a very high and 
 strong palisade, which, though it was half con- 
 cealed by trees and shrubbery, evidently enclosed 
 quite a considerable area, in the centre of which 
 was a large stone building, like a castle, with 
 projecting wings and towers, and immense gate- 
 ways opening into it on various sides. This 
 building was the residence of all the monsters — 
 the elephants, the giraffes, the rhinoceros, and 
 the hippopotamus. Each, of these species had its 
 own separate apartment in the castle ; and the 
 ground surrounding it, within the great palisade-, 
 was divided into as many yards as there were 
 doors ; so that each kind of animal had its own 
 proper enclosure. In one of these enclosure? 
 the rhinoceros was walking about, clothed in his 
 plated and invulnerable hide; and in the next 
 there were two elephants. The crowd of peo- 
 ple were chiefly occupied in looking at the ele- 
 phants. The palisade was very heavy and strong 
 oeing formed of timbers pointed at the top, and 
 nearly as high as the elephants could reach. 
 
The Garden of Plants. 173 
 
 TJle palisade around tlip castle. Feeding the elephant*. 
 
 These palisades were, however, not close to« 
 gether. Thr ; y were far enough apart to allow 
 of the elephants putting their trunks through to 
 the people outside, and also to give the people a 
 good opportunity to look. Though these timbers 
 were thus set at some distance apart from each 
 other, they were still connected together, and all 
 held firmly in their places, by two iron rails which 
 passed through them all, one near the top, and 
 the other near the bottom, of the palisade, all 
 along the range. They thus formed a fencing so 
 heavy and strong that even the elephants could 
 not break it down. 
 
 The visitors could not come quite up to the 
 elephants ; For outside of this great palisade, at a 
 distance of about three feet from it, there was a 
 high paling, made expressly to keep the spectators 
 back. At the time when Rollo and Carlos came 
 to the place the elephants were putting their 
 trunks through to the people, in order to be fed 
 with nuts, cake, gingerbread, and other such 
 things w^hich the people had ready to give them, 
 Sometimes they would order the elephants to hold 
 up their trunks and open their mouths, and then 
 the men would try to toss pieces of gingerbread 
 hi. The elephants were always ready to do this 
 when ordered, though their mouths, when they 
 opened them, were so small that the people very 
 
174 Rollo in Paris 
 
 Tho visitors in the Garden of Plants. 
 
 seldom succeeded in aiming the missile so that it 
 would go in. 
 
 Rollo and Carlos looked about among the 
 crowd that were assembled at this place to see if 
 Mr. George was among them ; but he was not ; 
 and so, after amusing themselves for some time 
 with the elephants, they walked along to see 
 what else there was in the garden. 
 
 There were a great many people in the garden 
 besides those who seemed to have come to see 
 the animals. There were groups of children, 
 that seemed to belong in the vicinity, playing in 
 the walks, some jumping ropes, and others build- 
 ing little houses of gravel stones. There were 
 women seated on benches in various little shady 
 nooks and corners, some sewing, others taking 
 care of babies ; while others, at little stands and 
 stalls, sold gingerbread and cakes. At one place 
 Rollo stopped to look at two little children that 
 were playing in the gravel and throwing the 
 little pebble stones about. Their grandmother, 
 who was sitting near, said something to them in 
 French. 
 
 " What docs she say ? " asked Carlos. 
 
 " She says," replied Rollo, " you must not throw 
 gravel in your little sister's face." 
 
 The question in this case and the answer fitted 
 each other very well ; but it was a mer<* matter 
 
Tfi£ Gakdest of Plants. 175 
 
 Tht> bear dens. Little birds feeding with the beara. 
 
 of accident, for neither of the boys understood 
 what the other had said. 
 
 Pretty soon theHboys came to a place where a 
 great number of people were standing on a sort 
 of parapet, and leaning upon an iron railing, 
 where they seemed to be looking down into some 
 cavity. They hurried to the place, and, stepping 
 up upon the parapet, they looked down too, and 
 found there a range of dens below the surface of 
 the ground, all full of bears. These dens were 
 sunken yards, six or eight feet deep, and enclosed 
 with perpendicular walls all around, so that the 
 bears could not possibly get out. There were iron 
 railings around the top, and a great many people 
 were standing there looking down to the bears, 
 There were four or five of these yards, all in 
 a row ; and as there were many great trees 
 overshadowing them, the place was cool and 
 pleasant. Some of the bears were walking about 
 on the stone pavement which formed the bottom 
 of the dens ; others were sitting on their hind 
 legs, and holding up their fore paws to catch the 
 pieces of gingerbread which were thrown down 
 to them by the people above. There were n, 
 Dumber of little birds hopping about there, pick- 
 ing up the crums that were left, though they 
 took care to keep out of the way of the bears. 
 Roilo and Carlos bought some cakes of ginger* 
 
176 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Feeding the bears with gingerbread. The monkeys' palace. 
 
 bread of a woman who kept a stall near by, and 
 breaking them into pieces, they threw; them 
 down to the* bears. They threw the most to a 
 great white bear that was in one of the dena, 
 and who particularly attracted their attention. 
 Rollo told Carlos that he supposed this bear 
 must have come from the north pole. The boys 
 were both by this time rather hungry ; but they 
 were so much interested in seeing the bears try 
 to catch the pieces of gingerbread that they did 
 not think to cat any of it themselves, but threw 
 it all down to them, all except one piece which 
 Rollo gave to a little girl who stood beside him. 
 to let her throw it, because she had none of her 
 own. For this kindness the girl thanked Rollo. 
 in French, in a very polite and proper manner. 
 
 After being satisfied with seeing the bears, the 
 boys wandered on wherever they saw the most 
 to attract them, until at length they came to 
 what is called the palace of the monkeys, which 
 pleased them more than any thing they had seen. 
 This palace is an enormous round cage, as high 
 ns a house, and nearly a hundred feet in diame- 
 ter, Willi a range of stone buildings all around it 
 on the back side. These buildings have little 
 rooms in them, where the monkeys live in ( the 
 winter, and where they always sleep at night. 
 They go out into the cage to play. The cage if 
 
The Garden of Plants. 177 
 
 Tftosrttir.so the monkeys. Resting. 
 
 formed of slender iron posts and railing, so that 
 the people standing outside can sec the monkey pi 
 at their sports and gambols. They play wilh 
 cue!) other in every possible way, and frolic just 
 as i { * they were in their native woods. They 
 climb up the smooth iron posts, pursuing one 
 another ; and then, leaping across through the air 
 t hoy catch upon a rope, from which they swinj, 
 themselves across to the branch of a tree. Some 
 of these brandies have bells attached to them ; 
 ■uid the monkey, when he gets upon such a one, 
 will spring it up and down till he sets the bell to 
 ringing, and then, assisted by the return of the 
 branch, he bounds away through the air to some 
 rope, or pole, or railing that he sees within his 
 reach. The agility which these animals display 
 in these feats is truly astonishing. 
 
 Rollo and Carlos watched their evolutions 
 with great interest. There was an excellent 
 place to see, for the land opposite the cage as- 
 cended in such a manner that those more remote 
 could look over the heads of those that were 
 nearer. Besides this, there were quite a number 
 of chairs under the trees, at the upper part of 
 this ascent ; and Hollo, perceiving that several of 
 them were vacant, sat down in one, and made u 
 8ign to Carlos to sit down in another. They 
 ftould now look at the monkeys, and rest at too 
 
178 Rollo in Pari 
 
 Paying for a seat. The refreshment tables under the trees. 
 
 same time. Presently a -woman came along and 
 said to Rollo, in French, — 
 
 "Please pay the chairs, sir." 
 
 Rollo recollected immediately that at all such 
 places in Paris chairs were kept to be let, thos« 
 ^ho used theni paying two sous apiece for tha 
 privilege. So he took out four sous and gave 
 the woman. 
 
 "I did not think of there being any thing to 
 pay for these chairs," said he to Carlos. " But 
 then, I don't care. It is worth four sous to get 
 a good rest, as tired as 1 am. I'm pretty hungry, 
 too. I wish I had not given all my gingerbread 
 to the bears." 
 
 Carlos made no reply to this suggestion , 
 though there is no doubt that he would have 
 readily assented to what Rollo said, if he had un- 
 derstood it. The boys remained some time look- 
 ing at the monkeys, and then strolled away into 
 other parts of the garden. Very soon they came 
 to a place where Rollo spied at some distance 
 before him, under some immense old trees in a 
 sort of a valley, what he thought was a restau- 
 rant. 
 
 " See these monstrous big trees ! " said Carlos ; 
 K and there are tables under them." 
 
 The boys made all haste to the spot, and found 
 to their great joy that it was a restaurant. There 
 
The Garden op Plants. 179 
 
 The restaurant in the Garden of Plants. 
 
 was a plain but very picturesque-looking house, 
 antique anj venerable ; and before it, on a green, 
 under the spreading branches of some enormous 
 old trees, a number of small tables, with seals 
 around them. 
 
 " Now, Curios," said Rollo, " we will have some 
 bread and butter and a good cup of coffee." 
 
 THE RESTAURANT. 
 
 So they sat down at one of the pleasante^t 
 
 tables, and very soon a waiter came to see what 
 
 they would have. Rollo called for coffee and 
 
 oread and butter for two. In a short time tho 
 
 L 
 
180 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 " Bread at discretion." Where Mr. George and Jennie were. 
 
 waiter came, bringing two great cups, which he 
 filled half with coffee and half with boiled milk. 
 He brought also a supply of very nice butter, 
 and a loaf of bread shaped like a stick of wood. 
 It was about as large round as Rollo's arm, and 
 twice as long. The waiter laid this bread across 
 the table for Rollo and Carlos to cut off as much 
 from it as they might want. This is what they 
 call having " bread at discretion." 
 
 The boys enjoyed this banquet very much 
 indeed. Besides the coffee, they had water, 
 which they sweetened in the tumblers with large 
 lumps of white sugar. They talked all the time 
 while they were eating, each in his own language, 
 and laughed very merrily. " Af ter all," said 
 Rollo, "this is the very best place in the whole 
 garden. Feeding the bears is very good fun ; 
 but this is infinitely better." 
 
 After remaining for half an hour at the table, 
 and eating till their appetites were completely 
 satisfied, they concluded to go back and see the 
 monkeys again. 
 
 In the mean time, Mr. George and his friend, 
 with Jennie, had been engaged in an entirely 
 different part of the garden ; for the whole en- 
 closure is so large that it takes many days to 
 see the whole. On one side, bordering on a 
 Bvi'eet, there is a long row of houses and gar- 
 
The Garden op Plants. 181 
 
 Lectures. Museum. How to find the b(p/s at a mei agerie. 
 
 dens, occupied by professors, who give courses 
 of lectures on the plants and animals which the 
 garden contains. On another is a magnificent 
 range of buildings, occupied as a museum, con- 
 taining endless collections of dried plants, of 
 minerals and shells, of skeletons, and the stuffed 
 skins of birds and beasts. Then there is a very 
 large tract of level land, between two splendid 
 avenues, all laid out in bods of plants and flowers, 
 forming a series of parterres, extending as far 
 as the eye can reach, and presenting the gayest 
 and most beautiful combination of colors that 
 can bo conceived. Jennie was very much de- 
 lighted with ail these things, as she walked 
 about in these parts of the garden with her 
 uncle, though she was somewhat uneasy all the 
 time because she could not see any thing of 
 Rollo. 
 
 " I don't believe," said she at last to her uncle, 
 as they were standing on the margin of a beauti- 
 ful little artificial pond, full of lilies arid other 
 aquatic plants, " I don't believe that we can find 
 lain at all in such a large gardeu." 
 
 "Yes," said Mr. George ; '' there'll be no diffi- 
 culty. There is one universal rule for finding 
 boys in the Garden of Plants." 
 
 " What is that? " asked Jennie. 
 
 " Go to the places where they keep the monkeys 
 
182 
 
 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 The two parties meet at the palace of the monkeys. 
 
 and the elephants," said Mr. George ; " and if 
 you don't find them there at once, wait a few 
 minutes, and they'll be pretty sure to come." 
 
 It was as Mr. George had predicted ; for, on 
 going to the palace of the monkeys, there they 
 found Rollo and Carlos laughing very heartily 
 to see a big monkey holding a little one in its 
 arms as a human mother would a baby. 
 
 The party, when thus united, went together 
 once more over the principal places where the 
 two divisions of it had gone separately before, 
 so that all might have a general idea of the 
 whole domain ; and then, going out at a different 
 gate from the one by which they had entered 
 they went home, all resolving to come again, if 
 possible, at some future day. 
 
An Excursion. 
 
 Botfo's reanest. His mother's assent. 
 
 Chapter IX, 
 An Excursion. 
 
 One day, about one o'clock, after Rollo had 
 been in Paris about a fortnight, he came into the 
 hotel from a walk which he had been taking, and 
 there found his mother and Jennie putting on 
 their bonnets. He asked them where they were 
 going. They said they were going to take a 
 ride with Mr. George. 
 
 " May I go, too ? " asked Rollo. 
 
 "Why — yes," said his mother, hesitatingly. 
 "I suppose there will be room. Or you may 
 stay at home here with your father. He is 
 asleep in his room." 
 
 It is generally the case with children, both 
 boys and girls, when they arc young, that if they 
 can get any sort of consent, however reluctant, 
 from their parents, to any of their requests, they 
 are satisfied, and take the boon thus hesitatingly 
 accorded to them as readily as if it had been 
 granted to them in the freest and most cordial 
 manner. With gentlemen and ladies, however 
 
184 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 It is not generally delicate to accept a reluctant favor. 
 
 it is different. They generally have more deli- 
 cacy, and are seldom willing to accept of any 
 favor unless circumstances are such that it can 
 be granted in a very free and covdial mariner. 
 They will scarcely ever, in any case, ask to be 
 permitted to join any party that others have 
 formed ; and when they do ask, if they perceive 
 the slightest doubt or hesitation on the part of 
 their friends in acceding to their proposal, they 
 infer that it would be, for some reason or other, 
 inconvenient for them to go : and they accord- 
 ingly, at once, give up all intention of going. 
 
 Rollo, though still a boy, was beginning to 
 have some of the honorable sentiments and feel- 
 ings of a man ; and when he perceived that his 
 mother hesitated a little about granting his 
 request, he decided immediately not to go and 
 ride. Besides, he liked the idea of staying with 
 his father. 
 
 " Well," said he, " I will stay here. My father 
 may wish for something when he wakes up." 
 
 " 1 don't suppose, however, after all," added 
 his mother, " that it is really necessary for you to 
 stay on his account. His bell is within reach ; 
 and Alfred will come immediately when he rings." 
 
 " But I should like to stay," said Hollo ; "' and 
 besides, I can get ahead one more day in my 
 French." 
 
An Excursion. 185 
 
 Bollo improves his time in learning a French lesson. 
 
 Rollo was writing a course of French exer- 
 cises, and his task was one lesson for every day. 
 The rule was, that he was to write this eserciso 
 immediately after breakfast, unless he had written 
 it before ; that is, either on the same day before 
 breakfast, or on a previous day. Now, Rollo 
 desired to be free after breakfast, for that was a 
 very pleasant time to go out. Besides, there 
 were often plans and excursions formed for that 
 time, which he was invited to join ; and he could 
 not join them unless his lesson for the day had 
 been written. So he took pains to write his ex- 
 ercises, as much as possible, in advance. When 
 ever there came a rainy day he would write two 
 or three lessons, and sometimes he would write 
 early in the morning. lie was now nearly a 
 week in advance. Instead of being' satisfied 
 with this, however, he began to be quite inter- 
 ested in seeing how far ahead he could get. 
 This feeling was what led him to think (hat he 
 would take this opportunity to write a French 
 lesson. 
 
 Accordingly, when his mother and Jennie had 
 gone, he seated himself at his table and began 
 his work. The writing of the exercise tock 
 about aii hour. When the work was finished, 
 and while Rollo was preparing to put his books 
 away, he heard a movement in his fathers room. 
 
136 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Mr. Holiday awake*. Bring forehanded. 
 
 He got up from his seat and opened the door 
 gently, saying, — 
 
 " Father, are you awake ? " 
 
 " Yes," said his father. " Are you there, 
 Bollo ? " 
 
 Rollo found his father sitting up in a great 
 arm chair, by the side of his bed, lie had a 
 dressing gown on. 
 
 " How do you feel, father ? " said Rollo. 
 
 " I think 1 feel better," said Mr. Holiday. As 
 he said this he put on his slippers, and then stood 
 up upon the rug that lay in front of his bed. 
 
 "Yes." said he, "I certainly feel better — a 
 great deal better." 
 
 " I am very glad." said Rollo. 
 
 " Where is your mother? " asked Mr. Holiday, 
 as he walked across the room to the glass. 
 
 " She has gone out to take a ride," said Rollo, 
 "with uncle George and Jennie." 
 
 " That's right," said Mr. Holiday. " I am very 
 glad that she ha? gone. And have you been 
 staying here to take care of me ? "' he asked. 
 
 " Yes, sir," said Rollo. " I have been writing 
 another French lesson. I have got them nil 
 written now to next Friday." 
 
 "Ah," said Mr. Holiday, "that's excellent. 
 That's what the farmers call being forehanded." 
 
 " Now, Rollo,'* said Mr. Holiday, after a littlo 
 
An Excursion. 187 
 
 Rollo chooses an excursion for Ins father. 
 
 pause, "I feci so much better that I should like 
 to go somewhere and take a ride myself. I 
 don't care much where. If there is any where 
 that you wish to go, I will go with you. Come, 
 1 will put myself entirely at your disposal. Let 
 us see what you can do to give me a ride and 
 entertain me." 
 
 Rollo was very much pleased indeed with this 
 proposal. He decided instantly what he would 
 do. He had seen that morning an affix, as the 
 French call it, that is. a placard posted on a wall 
 among a hundred others, setting forth that there 
 was to be a balloon ascension that afternoon at 
 the Hippodrome, at three o'clock, to be followed 
 by various equestrian performances. Rollo im- 
 mediately mentioned this to his father, and asked 
 him if he should be willing to go there. His 
 father said that he should ; adding, that he would 
 like to see the balloon go up very much. 
 
 " Then when we come home," said Rollo, " you 
 must ride slowly along through the Elysian 
 Fields, and let me see the booths, and the games 
 that they are playing there." 
 
 "Very well," said his father ; " I will take some 
 newspapers with me, and I will sit still in the 
 carriage while you go and see the booths and 
 the games." 
 
 This plan being thus resolved upon, and all 
 
188 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Balloon ascension from the Hippodrome. 
 
 arranged, Alfred was summoned and ordered to 
 get the carriage ready, and to put the top down. 
 When Alfred reported that the carriage wag 
 at. the door, Mr. Holiday and Rollo went down 
 and got in, and were soon in the midst of the 
 stream of equipages that were going up the 
 grand avenue of the Elysian Fields. They ar- 
 rived at the Hippodrome in time to get an ex- 
 cellent seat, and they remained there two hours. 
 They saw the balloon, with a man and young 
 girl in the car below it, rise majestically into 
 the air, and soar away until it was out of sight. 
 The fearless aeronauts seemed entirely at their 
 ease while they were ascending to the dizzy 
 height. They sat in the car waving banners and 
 throwing down bouquets of flowers as long as 
 they could be seen. 
 
 After this there was a scries of performances 
 with horses, which delighted Rollo very much. 
 Troops of men came out upon the arena, mounted 
 on beautiful chargers, and armed with lanced 
 and coats of mail, as in ancient times. After 
 riding their elegantly caparisoned horses round 
 and round the ring several times, they formed 
 Into squadrons and attacked each other with 
 their lances in sham battles. After this, fences 
 of hurdles were put up across the course, in 
 various places, and girls, mounted on beautiful 
 
An Excursion. 189 
 
 Rollo's directions to the coachman. 
 
 white horses and elegantly dressed, rode around, 
 leaping over the fences in a surprising manner. 
 These and similar performances continued until 
 near five o'clock, and then the immense assembly 
 broke up, and the people, some in carriages and 
 some on foot, moved away over the various roads 
 and avenues which diverge from the Star. 
 
 Rollo and his father got into their carriage, 
 which had been waiting for them all this time, 
 and passing the Triumphal Arch, they entered the 
 Grand Avenue of the Elysian Fields, on their 
 return to the city. 
 
 They descended the slope which led down tc 
 the Round Point at a rapid rate. Here, after 
 passing the Round Point, the road became level, 
 and the region of groves and booths, and of 
 games and frolicking, began. 
 
 "Now," said Rollo, "1 should like to drive 
 slowly, so that, if 1 come to any thing that I 
 wish to get out and sec, I can see it." 
 
 " Very well," suid his father; "give Alfred 
 vour orders." 
 
 " Alfred," said Rollo, " draw up as near as you 
 can to the sidewalk on the right hand, and walk 
 the horses, so that I can see what there is." 
 
 " And in the mean time," said Mr. Holiday, " I 
 will read my papers." 
 
 So Mr. Holiday took his newspapers out of 
 
190 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Going for Carlos. The Boulevards. 
 
 his pocket and began to read them, while Rollo> 
 standing up in the carriage, began to survey the 
 crowd that filled the walks and groves that 
 bordered the avenue, in order to select some 
 object of attraction to be examined more closely. 
 
 " Only I wish, father/ 7 said Rollo, " that I had 
 somebody here with me to go and see the 
 things — Jennie or Carlos. I wish Carlos was 
 here." 
 
 "It is very easy to go and get him," said his 
 father, with his eyes si ill on his newspaper. 
 
 "May I?" said Rollo. 
 
 "Any thing you please," said Mr. Holiday. 
 "You are in command this afternoon. You may 
 give Alfred any orders you please." 
 
 "Then, Alfred," said Rollo, "drive to the 
 Hotel Louvois as fast as you can." 
 
 As he said this, Mr. Holiday folded up his 
 paper and Rollo took his seat, while Alfred, turn- 
 ing the horses away from the sidewalk, set them 
 to trotting briskly along the avenue. 
 
 "Only, father," said Rollo, "I shall prevent 
 your reading your papers." 
 
 " No matter for that," said Mr. Holiday. " I 
 Rhall like a good brisk ride along the Boulevards 
 quite as well." 
 
 The horses, kept always by Alfred in the very 
 best condition, trotted forward at a rapid rate, 
 
An Excursion. 191 
 
 Rolta and his father meet tbe carriage of the emperor. 
 
 leaving scores of omnibuses, cabs, and citadine9 
 behind, and keeping pace with the splendid 
 chariots of the French and English aristocracy 
 that thronged the avenue. Presently Rollo ob- 
 served a peculiar movement among the carriages 
 before them, as if they were making way for 
 something that was coming ; and at the same 
 time he saw hundreds of people running for- 
 ward from the groves and booths, across the 
 side avenues, to the margin of the carriage 
 way. 
 
 " The emperor I " said Alfred, drawing in his 
 horses at the same time. 
 
 An instant afterward, Rollo, who, on hearing 
 Alfred's words, started from his seat and stood 
 up in the carriage to look, saw two elegantly 
 dressed officers, in splendid uniforms, galloping 
 along toward them in the middle of the avenue. 
 They were followed at a little distance by two 
 ethers ; and then came a very beautiful barouche, 
 drawn by four glossy black horses, magnificently 
 caparisoned. Two. gentlemen were seated in 
 1 his carriage, one of whom bowed repeatedly to 
 the crowd that were gazing at the spectacle from 
 the sides of the avenue as he rode rapidly along, 
 Behind this carriage came another, with a gentle- 
 man and a lady in it, and afterward two more 
 troopers. The whole cavalcade moved on s© 
 
192 Rollo i\ Paris. 
 
 The rmperor's horses. What kollo san- »n the way- 
 
 rapidly, that, before Rollo had had scarcely 
 time to look at if. it. had passed entirely by. 
 
 "The emperor !" said Alfred to Rollo. "lie 
 h going out to take a ride." 
 
 "Is that the emperor?" exclaimed Rollo. 
 "He looks like any common man. But if I had 
 four such beautiful black horses as he has trot, I 
 should be glad. 1 would drive them myself, 
 instead of having a coachman." 
 
 The movement and the sensation produced 
 by the passing of* the emperor and his train 
 along the avenue immediately subsided, and tin; 
 other carriages resumed their ordinary course. 
 Alfred's horses trotted on faster than ever. A 
 thousand picturesque and striking objects glided 
 rapidly by — the trees and the booths of the 
 Elysiau Fields ; the tall, gilded lampposts, and 
 the spouting fountains of the Place de la Con- 
 corde ; omnibuses, cabs, wagons, chariots, and 
 foot passengers without number ; and, finally, 
 the tall column of the Place Vendome. Wind- 
 ing rounu in a graceful curve through this mag- 
 nificent square, the carriage rolled on in the 
 direction of the Boulevards, and, after going 
 rapidly on for nearly half a mile in that spacious 
 avenue, it turned into the street which led to the 
 hotel. It stopped, at length, before the door, 
 and Rollo got out, while Mr. Holiday remained 
 
An Excursion. 193 
 
 Reifo invites O.rios R.n»i Mr. George to join (hem. 
 
 in the carriage. Rollo went up stairs, and after 
 about live minutes he came down again, bringing 
 not only Carlos with him, but also his uncle 
 George. Mr. Holiday invited Mr. George to go 
 with them for the remainder of the ride. This 
 Invitation Mr. George accepted ; and so the two 
 gentlemen taking the back seat, and Rollo and 
 Carlos the front, Alfred took them all back to the 
 Elysian Fields together. 
 
 They remained nearly an hour in the Elysian 
 Fields. During this time Rollo's father and his 
 uncle George staid in the carriage by the road- 
 Bide, talking together, while Rollo and Carlos 
 went in among the walks and groves to see 
 the various spectacles which were exhibited 
 there. They would come back from time to time 
 to the carriage, in order that Rollo might de- 
 scribe to his father what they found, or ask per- 
 mission to take part in some amusement. For 
 instance, at one time he came and said, very 
 eagerly, — 
 
 " Father, here is a great whirling machine, 
 with ships and horses going round and round. 
 Carlos and I want to ride on it. The horses are 
 in pairs, two together. Carlos can get on one 
 of them, in one of the pairs, and I on the other. 
 We can go round twenty times for two sous." 
 
 " Yery well," said his fat! er. 
 
194 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 _ _ — . . < 
 
 A ride upon Me whirling machine. 
 
 So Rollo and Carlos went back to the whirling 
 machine. It was very large, and was very gayly 
 painted, and ornamented with flags and banners. 
 .The vessels and the horses were attached to the 
 ends of long arms, which were supported by iron 
 rods that came down from the top of the central 
 post, so that they were very strong. The horses 
 were as large as small ponies, and the vessels 
 were as big as little boats — each one having 
 seats for four children. When Rollo and Carlos 
 went back, the machine had just taken up its 
 complement of passengers for one turn, and was 
 then commencing its rotation. There were a 
 great many persons standing by it, pleased to 
 see how happy the children were in going 
 round so merrily. There was an iron paling all 
 around the machine, to keep the spectators at a 
 safe distance, otherwise they might come too 
 near, and so be struck, and perhaps seriously 
 hurt, by the horses or the boats, when they were 
 put in motion. 
 
 As soon as the twenty turns had been taken 
 the machine stopped, and the children who had 
 had their ride were taken off the horses and 
 out of the boats, all except a few who were 
 going to pay again and have a second ride, 
 Rollo and Carlos then went inside the enclosure, 
 and, going up some steps placed there for the 
 
An Excursion. 19§ 
 
 Another whirling machine) 
 
 purpose, they mounted their horses. Very soon 
 the machine began to revolve, and they were 
 whirled round and round twenty times with the 
 greatest rapidity. The arms of the maclrne, 
 too, were long, so that the circle which the 
 horses and the vessels described was quite largo, 
 and the whole twenty revolutions made quite a 
 considerable ride. 
 
 After finishing their circuit and dismounting 
 from their horses, the boys next came to a whirl- 
 ing machine, which revolved vertically instead 
 of horizontally ; that is, instead of whirling the 
 rider round and round near the level of the 
 ground, it carried them up, over, and down. 
 There was a great wheel, which revolved on an 
 axis, like a vertical mill wheel. This wheel was 
 double, and between the two circumferences the 
 seats of the passengers were hung in such a 
 manner that in revolving they swung freely, 
 so as to keep the heads of the people always 
 uppermost. These seats had high backs and 
 sides, and a sort of bar in front for t he people to 
 take hold of, otherwise there would have been 
 great danger of their falling out. As it w r as. 
 they were carried so swiftly, and so high, and 
 the seats swung to and fro so violently when the 
 machine was in rapid motion, that the men and 
 girls who were in the seats filled the ear with 
 rheir scream? and shouts of lou^hter. 
 
106 Hollo in Parts. 
 
 Tlie various sights Which Rolio me: in Oie Etysian Fields. 
 
 Rollo and Carlos, after seeing this machine re- 
 volve, went to the carriage to ask if they might 
 go in it the next time. 
 
 "No," said Mr. Holiday. " 1 am not sure that 
 it is safe." 
 
 So the boys went away from the carriage back 
 under the trees again, and walked along to see 
 what the next exhibition might he. The car- 
 riage moved on in the avenue a little way to 
 keep up with them. 
 
 The boys strolled along through the crowd a 
 little while longer, looking for a moment, as they 
 passed, now at the stalls for selling gingerbread 
 and cakes, now at a display of pictures on a 
 long line, — the sheets being fastened to ttie line 
 by pins, like clothes upon a clothes line, — now 
 at a company of singers, singing upon a stage 
 m^er a canopy, and now again at a little boy, 
 about seven or eight years old. who was tum- 
 bling head over heels on a little carpet which 
 he had spread on the ground, and then carrying 
 round Ids cap to the bystanders, in hopes that 
 some of them would gi\e him a son. At length 
 their attention was attracted by some large boy a, 
 who were engaged at a stand at a little distance 
 in shooting at a mark with what seemed to be 
 email guns. These guns, however, discharged 
 themselves by means of a spring coiled up within 
 
An Excursio 
 
 197 
 
 Cliiltlren shooting at a mark. 
 
 the barrel, instead of gunpowder ; and the 
 bullets which they shot were peas. Rollo 
 had seen these shooting-places before, when he 
 went through the Fields on the first Sunday after 
 he came ; so he did not stop long here, but called 
 Carlos's attention to something that he liad 
 
 SINGING IN THE LH'EN AIR. 
 
 never seen before, which was going on at a placa 
 a little under a tree, a little farther along. A 
 liii-ge boy seemed to be pitching quoits. There 
 were a number of persons around him looking 
 on. There was a sort of box placed near the 
 
198 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Thf gatre of tossing disks, the pfriae& 
 
 tree, the bottom of which was about two feet 
 pquare. It had a back next the tree, and two 
 Bides, but it had no front or top. In fact, it wag 
 almost precisely like a wheelbarrow without any 
 wheel, legs, or handles. 
 
 The bottom or floor of this box had a great 
 many round and flat plates of brass upon it, 
 about four inches in diameter, and about four 
 inches apart from each other. The player had 
 ten other plates in his hand, of the same size 
 with those which were upon the bottom of the 
 plate. He took these, one by one, and standing 
 back at a certain distance, perhaps about as far 
 as one good long pace, pitched them, as boys do 
 quoits, in upon the floor of the box. What ho 
 tried to do was, to cover up one of the disks in 
 the box so that no part of it could be seen. If 
 he did so he was to have a prize : and he paid 
 two sous for the privilege of playing. The 
 prizes consisted of little articles of porcelain, 
 bronzes, cheap jewelry, images, and other similai 
 things, which were all placed conspicuously on 
 ehelves against the tree, above the box, in view 
 of the player. 
 
 It seemed to the bystanders as if it would be 
 not at all difficult to toss the disks so as with ten 
 to cover one ; but those who tried seemed to 
 find it very difficult to accomplish the object 
 
An Excursion. 199 
 
 Is it gaming to play for tho hope of a prize ? 
 
 Even if the disks which they tossed fell in the 
 right place, they would rebound or slide away, 
 and sometimes knock away those which were 
 already well placed. Still, after trying once, the 
 players were usually unwilling to give up with- 
 out trying a second, and even a third and fourth 
 time, so that they generally lost six or eight sous 
 before they were willing to stop ; especially as 
 the man himself would now and then play the 
 disks, and he, having made himself skilful by 
 great practice, found no difficulty in piling up 
 his ten disks wherever he wished them to go. 
 
 " I could do it, I verily believe," said Rollo. 
 " I should like to try. I mean to go and ask my 
 father if I may." 
 
 So Rollo went to the carriage to state the 
 case to his father, and ask his permission to see 
 if he could not pitch the disks so as to cover one 
 of the plates on the board. His father hesitated. 
 
 " So far as trying the experiment is con- 
 cerned," said Mr. Holiday, " as a matter of dex- 
 terity and skill, there is no harm ; but so far aa 
 the hope of getting a prize by it is concerned, it 
 is of the nature of gaming." 
 
 " I should think it was more of the nature of 
 a reward for merit and excellence," said Mr. 
 George. 
 
 " No," said Mr. Holiday ; "for in one or two 
 
200 R.ollo ix Farts. 
 
 Mr. Holiday gave Rc'lo permission to try Hie game. 
 
 trials made by chance passengers coming along 
 to such a place, the result must depend much 
 more on chance than on adroitness or skill. 
 
 " I will tell you what you may do, Rollo," con- 
 tinued Mr. Holiday. " You may pay the man 
 the two sous and try the experiment, provided 
 you determine beforehand not to take any prize 
 if you succeed. Then you will pay your money 
 simply for the use of li is apparatus, to amuse 
 yourself with a gymnastic performance, and not 
 stake it in hope of a prize/ 7 
 
 " Well," said Rollo, " that is all I want." And 
 off he ran. 
 
 " It seems to me that that is a very nice distinc- 
 tion that you made," said Mr. George, as soon as 
 Rollo had gone, " and that those two things are 
 very near the line." 
 
 "Yes," replied Mr. Holiday, "it is a nice 
 distinction, but it is a very true one. The two 
 things are very near the line ; but then, one of 
 them is clearly on one side, and the other on the 
 other. For a boy to pay for the use of such an 
 apparatus for the purpose of trying his eye and 
 his hand is clearly right ; but to stake his money 
 in hopes of winning a prize is wrong, for it is 
 gaming. It is gaining, it is true, in this case, on 
 an exceedingly small scale. Still it is gaming 
 and so is the beginning of a road which has a 
 very dreadful end. Is not it so?" 
 
An Excursion, 
 
 £01 
 
 Kollo and Carlos get into tlic carriage and go home. 
 
 "Yes," said Mr. George, "I think it is." 
 
 As might have been expected. Rollo did not 
 succeed in covering one of the disks. The disks 
 that he threw spread all over the board. Tba 
 money that he paid was, however, well spent, (or 
 he had much more than two sous' worth of satis- 
 faction in making the experiment, 
 
 Rollo found a great many other things to 
 interest him in the various stalls and stands that 
 he visited ; but at length he got tired of them all, 
 and, coming back to the carriage, told his father 
 that ho was ready to go home. 
 
 "Very well," said his father. " I don't know 
 but that your uncle George and 1 urc ready, too, 
 though we have not quite got through with our 
 papers. But we can finish them at home." 
 
 So Rollo and Carlos got into the carriage, and 
 all the party went home to dinner. 
 
202 Rollo in Paris, 
 
 B..1II0 comes home from an excursion with Mr. George. 
 
 Chapter X. 
 Rollo's Narrative. 
 
 One evening, when Rollo had been making a 
 long excursion during the day with his unelo 
 George, and had dined witli him, at the close of 
 it, at a restaurant's in the Boulevards, he went 
 home about eight o'clock to the hotel to see 
 his father and mother and Jennie, and tell them 
 where he had been. He found his mother in her 
 room putting on her bonnet. She said she was 
 going to take a ride along the Boulevards with 
 a gentleman and lady who were going to call 
 for her. 
 
 "And where is father?" said Rollo. 
 
 " He has gone to bed, and is asleep by this 
 time. You must be careful not to disturb him." 
 
 " And Jennie? " asked Rollo. 
 
 " She has gone to bed, too," said his mother; 
 u but she is not asleep, and I presume she will bo 
 Fery glad to see you. You can go in her room.'"' 
 
 « Well, I will," said Rollo. " But, mother, I 
 
Rollo's Narrative. 203 
 
 Mrs. Holiday's plan fur Rollo to accompany the party. 
 
 Bhould like to go and ride with you. Will there 
 be room for me ? " 
 
 " Yes," said his mother. " There will be room, 
 I suppose, in the carriage ; but it would not be 
 proper for me to take you, for I am going on an 
 invitation from others. The invitation was to 
 me alone, and I have no right to extend it to 
 any body else. 
 
 " But this you can do, if you please," continued 
 nis mother. "You can take our carriage, and let 
 Alfred drive you. and so follow along after our 
 party. Only in that case you would not have 
 any company. You would be in a carriage 
 alone." 
 
 " Never mind that," said Rollo. " I should like 
 that. I would put the top back, and then I 
 could see all around. I should have a grand 
 ride. I'll go. I wish Jennie had not gone to 
 bed ; she could have gone with me." 
 
 " No," replied his mother ; " Jennie is not well 
 to-night. She has got cold, and she went to bed 
 early on that account. But she will be very 
 glad to have you go and see her." 
 
 So Rollo went into Jennie's room. As soon 
 ai lie opened the door, Jennie pushed aside the 
 curtains, and said, — 
 
 " Ah, Rollo, is that you? I am very glad that 
 you have come." 
 
304 RoLt. n tN PaHTs. 
 
 Jcinie's tcquest. Rullo decides to stay at homo. 
 
 "I can't stay but a little while," said Rollo 
 " I am going to take a ride with mother.'' 
 
 "Are you going with mother? " asked Jennie 
 
 " Not in the carriage with her," replied Rollo ; 
 " but I am going in the same party. I am going 
 to have a carriage all to myself." 
 
 "0, no, Rollo," said Jennie, in a beseeching 
 tone. " Don't go away. Stay here with me, 
 please. I am all alone, and have not any body 
 to amuse me." 
 
 " But you will go to sleep pretty soon," saio. 
 Rollo. 
 
 "No," replied Jennie ; "I am not sleepy the 
 least in the world. See." 
 
 Here Jennie opened her eyes very wide, and 
 looked Rollo full in the face, by way of demon- 
 strating that she was not sleepy. 
 
 Rollo felt very much perplexed. When he 
 pictured to himself, in imagination, the idea of 
 being whirled rapidly through the Boulevards, 
 on such a pleasant summer evening, in a carriage 
 which he should have all to himself, with the tup 
 down so that he could see every thing all around 
 him, and of the brilliant windows of the shops ; 
 the multitudes of ladies and gentlemen taking 
 their coffee at the little round tables on the side- 
 walk in front of the coffee saloons, the crowd? 
 of people coming and going, and t.he horsemen 
 
R o l l o 's Narrative. 205 
 
 Kollo and Jennie amuse themselves looking at pictures. 
 
 and carriages thronging the streets, the view 
 was so enchanting that it was very hard for him 
 to give up the promised pleasure. He, however, 
 determined to do it ; so he said, — 
 
 " Well, Jennie, I'll stay. I will go out and 
 tell mother that I am not going to ride, and then 
 I will come back." 
 
 For the first half hour after Mrs. Holiday 
 went away, Rollo was occupied with Jennie 
 in looking over some very pretty French picture 
 books which Mrs. Holiday had bought for her 
 that day, to amuse her because she was sick. 
 Jennie had looked them all over before ; but now 
 that Rollo had come, it gave her pleasure to look 
 them over again, and talk about them with him. 
 Jennie sat up in the bed, leaning back against 
 the pillows and bolsters, and Rollo sat in a large 
 and very comfortable arm chair, which he had 
 brought up for this purpose to the bedside. 
 The books lay on a monstrous square pillow of 
 down, half as large as the bed itself, which, ac- 
 cording to the French fashion, is always placed 
 on the top of the bed. Rollo and Jennie would 
 take the books, one at a time, and look them 
 over, talking about the pictures, and showing 
 the prettiest ones to each other. Thus the time 
 passed very pleasantly. At length, however 
 Jennie, having looked over all the books, drew 
 
206 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Rollo describes the workshops of Paris. 
 
 nerself down into the bed, and began to ask 
 Rollo where he had been that day. 
 
 " I have been with uncle George," said Rollo. 
 " He said that he was going about to see a great 
 man) 7 different places, and that I might go with 
 him if 1 chose, though he supposed that most of 
 them were places that I should not care to see. 
 But I did. 1 liked to see them all." 
 
 " What places did you go to ? " asked Jennie. 
 
 " Why, first we went to see the workshops. I 
 did not know before that there were so many. 
 Uncle George says that Paris is one of the 
 greatest manufacturing places in the world ; only 
 they make things by hand, in private shops, and 
 not in great manufactories, by machinery. Uncle 
 George says there must be as much as eight or ten 
 square miles of these shops in Paris. They are 
 piled up to six or eight stories high. Some of 
 the streets look like ranges of chalky cliffs facing 
 each other, such as we sec at some places on the 
 sea shore." 
 
 "What do they make in the shops?" asked 
 Jennie." 
 
 '• 0, all sorts of curious and beautiful things. 
 They have specimens of the things that they 
 make up, put up, like pictures in a frame, in little 
 glass cases, on the wall next the street. We 
 walked along through several streets and looked 
 
Rollo's Narrative. 207 
 
 The fac«ory of artificial flowera. 
 
 at these specimens. There were purses, and 
 fringes, and watches, and gold and silver 
 chains, and beautiful portemonnaics, and clocks, 
 and jewelry of all kinds, and ribbons, and opera 
 glasses, and dressing cases, and every thing you 
 can think of." 
 
 " Yes," said Jennie, " I have seen all such 
 things in the shop windows in the Palais Royal 
 and in the Boulevards." 
 
 " Ah, those arc the shops where they sell the 
 things," said Rollo ; "but these shops that uncle 
 George and I went to see are where they make 
 them. We went to one place where they were 
 making artificial flowers, and such beautiful 
 things you never saw. The rooms were full of 
 girls, all making artificial flowers." 
 
 "Why did not you bring me home some of 
 them ? " asked Jennie. 
 
 "Why — I don't know," replied Rollo. "I 
 did not think to ask if I could buy any of them. 
 
 " Then, after we had gone about in the work- 
 shops till we had seen enough, we went to the 
 Louvre to see the paintings ; though on the way 
 we stopped to see a creche." 
 
 Rollo pronounced the word very much as if it 
 had been spelled crash. 
 
 •' A crash ! " exclaimed Jenrie. " Did a build- 
 ing tumble down?'' 
 
20S Ro llo in Paris 
 
 The babies in the public nursery 
 
 "0, no," said Rollo, "it was not that. It was 
 a place where they keep a great many babies. 
 The poor women who have to go out to work all 
 day carry their babies to this place in the morn- 
 ing, and leave them there to be taken care of, 
 and then come and get them at night. There 
 arc some nuns there, dressed all in white, to 
 take care of the babies. They put them in high 
 cradles that stand all around the room/' 
 
 " Were they all crying ? " asked Jennie. 
 
 "0, no," said Rollo, "they were all still. 
 When we went in they were all just waking up. 
 The nuns put them to sleep all at the same time. 
 Every cradle had a baby in it. Some were 
 stretching their arms, and some were opening 
 their eyes, and some were trying to get up. As 
 fast as they got wide awake, the nuns would 
 take them up and put them on the lloor, at a 
 place where there was a carpet for them to creep 
 upon and play." 
 
 " 1 wish 1 could go and see them," said Jennie 
 
 "You can," replied Rollo. " Any body can ^i 
 and sec them. The nuns like to have people 
 come. They keep every thing very white and 
 nice. The cradles were very pretty." 
 
 " Did they rock ? " asked Jennie. 
 
 "No," replied Rollo; "they were made tn 
 swing, and not to rock. They were up so high 
 
Rollo's Narrative. 209 
 
 Tlie gallery of paintings in the Lo-vre. 
 
 from the floor that they could not be made to 
 rock very well. We staid some time in this place, 
 and then we went away." 
 
 " And where did you go next? " asked Jennie. 
 
 " We went to the Louvre to see the famous 
 gallery of paintings. It is a quarter of a mile 
 long, and the walls are covered with pain tin go 
 on both sides, the whole distance." 
 
 "Except where the windows are, I suppose," 
 said Jennie. 
 
 "No," replied Rollo, "there arc no interrup- 
 tions for windows. The windows are up high 
 in the ceiling, for the room is very lofty. There 
 is room for two or three rows of paintings below 
 the windows. It is a splendid long room." 
 
 " Were the pictures very pretty ? " asked Jennie 
 
 " Not very," said Rollo. " At least, I did not 
 think so ; but uncle George told me it was a 
 very famous gallery. There were a great many 
 other rooms besides, all carved and gilded most 
 magnificently, and an immense staircase of mar- 
 ble, wide enough for an army to go up and down. 
 There were several large rooms, too, full of 
 ancient marble statues ; but I did not like them 
 very much. They looked very dark and dingy. 
 The paintings were prettier than they. 
 
 " There were a great many persons in tho 
 painting gallery at. work copying the paintings," 
 
210 Rollo in Paris, 
 
 Learning to paint The artists' lessens. 
 
 continued Rollo. "Some were girls, aud scino 
 were young men. There was one boy there not 
 much bigger than 1." 
 
 " I don't see how so small a boy could learn to 
 paint so well," said Jennie. 
 
 " Why, he was not so very small," said Rollo. 
 u He was bigger than I am, and I am growing to 
 be pretty large. Besides, they have excellent 
 schools here where they learn to draw and to 
 paint. We went to see one of them." 
 
 " Did it look like one of our schools ? " asked 
 Jennie. 
 
 " 0, no," replied Rollo ; " it seemed to me more 
 like a splendid palace than a school. We went 
 through an iron gate into a court, and across the 
 20urt to a great door, where a man came to show 
 us the rooms. There were a great many elegant 
 staircases, and passage ways, and halls, with 
 pictures, and statues, and models of cities, and 
 temples, and ruins, and every thing else neces- 
 sary for the students." 
 
 " Were the students there ? " asked Jennie. 
 
 " No," replied Rollo ; " but we saw the room 
 where they worked, and we saw the last lesson 
 that they had." 
 
 " What was it ? " asked Jennie. 
 
 " It was a subject which the professor gave 
 them for a picture ; and all of them were to paint 
 
Rollo's Narrative. 211 
 
 The subject selected by the professor. 
 
 a picture on that subject, each one according to 
 his own icjas. We saw the paintings that they 
 had made. There were twenty or thirty of them. 
 The subject was written on a sheet of paper, and 
 put up in the room where they could all see it.'' 
 
 " What was the subject ? " asked Jennie. 
 
 " It was something like this," replied Rollo : 
 "An old chestnut tree in a secluded situation, the 
 roots partly denuded by an inundation from a 
 stream. Cattle in the foreground, on the right. 
 Time, sunset." 
 
 " And did all the pictures have an old chestnut 
 tree in them ? " asked Jennie. 
 
 " Yes," said Rollo ; " and the roots were all out 
 of the ground on one side, and there were cowa 
 in the foreground of them all. But the forms of 
 the trees, and the position of the cattle, and the 
 landscape in the back ground were different in 
 every one." 
 
 " I should like to see them," said Jennie. 
 
 " Then," said Rollo, " when we came away 
 from this pjace we walked along on the quay by 
 the side of the river, looking over the parapet 
 down to the bank below." 
 
 " Was it a pretty place ? " asked Jennie. 
 
 " Yes," said Rollo, " a very pretty place indeed. 
 There were great floating houses in the water, 
 for the baths, with wheels turning in the current 
 
212 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 The fisherman on the bank of lhe Seine with tines to let. 
 
 to pump up water, and liUlc flower gardens 
 along the brink of the stream. At least, in some 
 places there were flower gardens ; and in others 
 there was a wall along the water, with bojn 
 sitting on the edge of it, fishing. Presently we 
 came to a place where there was an opening in 
 the parapet and stairs to go down to the water 
 You go down two or three steps first, and ther. 
 the stairs turn each way. At the turning there 
 was a man who had fishing poles, and nets, and 
 fishing lines to sell or let. He had some to let 
 for three sous an hour. I proposed to uncle 
 George that we should hire two of them and go 
 down and fish a little while." 
 
 "And what did he say ?" asked Jennie. 
 
 " lie laughed, and said that ior him to spend 
 his time while he was in Pans m fishing in the 
 Seine would be perloci-Ij preposterous. He said 
 that his time in Europe cost him not less than a 
 dollar for every hour." 
 
 " A dollar for every hour ? " exclaimed Jennie. 
 
 "Yes," replied Rollo. " He says that his two 
 passages across the Atlantic will have cost three 
 hundred dollars, and the other expenses of his 
 tour as much as five hundred more, which makes 
 eight hundred dollars, and that he will not have 
 more than one hundred days, probably, from the 
 time of his landing in England to the time of Uia 
 
R o h l o * s Narrative. 213 
 
 l.Tie value of Mr. George's time. Roito's purchase. 
 
 Bailing again. That makes it about eight dollars 
 a day. Now, there are not more than eight 
 hours in a day suitable for going about and see- 
 ing what is to be seen ; so that his time iu the 
 middle of the day costs him a dollar an hour ; 
 and he could not afford, he said, to spend it 
 in fishing. 
 
 " However," continued Rollo, " he said that 1 
 might look at the man's fishing apparatus ; and if 
 I found that it was different from that which the 
 boys used in America, I might buy some of it to 
 carry home. 7 ' 
 
 " And did you? " asked Jennie. 
 
 " Yes," replied Rollo. And so saying, he put 
 his hand in his pocket and took out a small 
 parcel put up in a piece of French newspaper. 
 He unrolled this parcel and showed Jennie what 
 it contained. Jennie sat up in bed very eagerly 
 in order to see it. First there came out a small 
 net. 
 
 "This net, you see," said Rollo, " is to be put 
 upon a hoop or a ring of wire when I get to 
 America. J did not buy a hoop, because it 
 would fill up my trunk too much. But I can 
 make one when 1 get home. 
 
 " Then here are the fishing lines," continued 
 Hollo. " I bought two of them. They were 
 very cheap." 
 
214 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Fishing apparatus. Why Jennie liked a net better than a hook. 
 
 The fishing lines were very pretty. Each 
 had a small round cork upon the end of a quill. 
 The corks were red, touched with blue. There 
 was a sinker for each, made of large shot. 
 
 "The man put in several spare sinkers for me," 
 resumed Rollo, " in case these should come off." 
 So saying, he opened a small paper and showed 
 Jennie several large-sized shot, each of which 
 had a cleft in the side of it for putting in the 
 line. The intention was that the lead should be 
 closed over the line, after the line had been in- 
 serted in it, by means of a light blow with a 
 hammer, and thus the sinker would be secured to 
 its place. 
 
 " I like a net best to catch fishes with/' said 
 Jennie, " because that does not hurt them." 
 
 " True," said Rollo, " a net is a great deal 
 better on that account. You see I put a hoop 
 around to keep the mouth of the net open, and 
 then fasten it to the end of a long handle. Then 
 you stand on the bank of the brook and put the 
 net down into the water, and when a fish comes 
 along you dip him up." 
 
 " Yes," said Jennie, " that is an excellent way." 
 
 " Then you could put him in a small pail 
 of water," said Rollo, " and carry him home 
 and then you could put him in a bowl and seo 
 him swim about." 
 
Rollo' s Narrative. 216 
 
 Rollo describes the Church of Notre Dame. 
 
 " Yes,"' said Jennie, " I wish you would givp 
 trie this net." 
 
 " Well," said Rollo, " I will. I shall go down 
 by the river again some day, and then I can buy 
 another for myself." 
 
 li So you can," said Jennie ; " or, if you don't 
 get another, I can lend you mine when you wish 
 to fish with it." 
 
 So Rollo put up his fishing tackle again, and 
 then Jennie asked him where else he went. 
 
 " Why, we walked along the quay," said Rollo, 
 " a long way, past several bridges, until at last 
 we came to a bridge leading over to an island in 
 the river, where there was a great cathedral 
 church, which uncle George said he wished to 
 see. It was the Church of Notre Dame. It was 
 an immense great church, with two towers very 
 high ; but it was very old. The outside of it 
 seemed to be all crumbling to pieces.''' 
 
 " Did you go in ? " asked Jennie. 
 
 u Yes," replied Rollo. "it is open all the time, 
 and people are all the time going and coming. 
 We went in. There was an old woman sitting 
 just inside the door, with a string of beads in her 
 hands, counting them. There were two or three 
 other old women there, knitting. I could not 
 see much of the inside of the church when we 
 tirst went in, there were so many columns ; but I 
 
216 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 Birds in church. The congregation at Notie Dame. 
 
 could hear the birds flying about and singing 
 away up high among the vaults and arches." 
 
 " The birds inside the church ! " said Jennie. " I 
 should think they would drive them out." 
 
 " I don't know how they could drive them 
 out," said Rollo, " it was so high up to where 
 they were flying. The arch of the ceiling seemed 
 like a stone sky- There were so many pillars to 
 keep up this roo^, that, when we first went in, we 
 could not see any end to the church at all. 
 However, we walked along, and after a whilo 
 we came to the end. 
 
 " There were a great many curious things to 
 see in the church," continued Rollo. " There 
 were a great many little chapels along the sides 
 of it, and curious images sculptured in stone, 
 and people doing curious things all about in dif- 
 ferent places. We walked about there for half 
 an hour. At last we found a congregation." 
 
 " A congregation ! " 
 
 " Yes," said Rollo, " we came to a place, at last, 
 which was divided off b}' a kind of railing ; and 
 „here was a congregation there, sitting in chairs. 
 Some were kneeling in chairs, and some were 
 kneeling on the stone floor. They were reading 
 in little prayer books and looking about." 
 
 " Was any body preaching to them ? " asked 
 Jennie. 
 
Rollo's Narrative. 217 
 
 Rollo and Mr. George visited the site of the Bastile. 
 
 •* No," said Rollo, " but there were some priesta 
 at the altar doing something there ; but I could 
 not understand what they were doing. . We 
 Btopped there a little while, and then we came 
 away. We walked along to another part of the 
 church, and at length we came to another en- 
 closure, where a great many people were col- 
 lected. Mr. George went up to see what it was, 
 and he said he believed it was a baptism ; but 1 
 could not get near enough to see." 
 
 " And what did you do next ? " asked Jennie. 
 
 " Why, we came out of the church, and crossed 
 over by a bridge to this side of the river, and 
 then walked down along the quay till we came 
 to a place where there was a tall bronze column, 
 somewhat like this column in the Place Vcn- 
 dome. Uncle George said that he wished to see 
 it, because it stood on the place where a famous 
 old castle and prison used to stand in former 
 times, called the Bastile. He said that the 
 people made an insurrection and battered the 
 old prison down, because the government was so 
 cruel in shutting up innocent prisoners in it. 
 They built fires against the doors, and battered 
 against them with heavy timbers until they broke 
 them in, and then they let the prisoners out and 
 set the prison on fire. Uncle George said that 
 I should take great interest in reading; about it 
 
218 Rollo in Paris. 
 
 The bronze column. The man with the tin box. 
 
 one of these days ; but I think I should like to 
 read about it now." 
 
 *'I should, too," said Jennie. 
 
 " They afterward took away all the stone.3 of 
 the Bastile," continued Rollo, " and made this 
 tall bronze column in its place. There is a 
 figure of a man on it. standing on tiptoe." 
 
 "I should think he would blow down in a high 
 wind," said Jennie. 
 
 " I don't know why he does not, I am sure," 
 rejoined Rollo. " I wanted to go up to the top 
 of the column and see how he was fastened there ; 
 but uncle George said he was too tired. So we 
 came away. In fact, I was very willing to come 
 away, for I saw a great crowd at a certain broad 
 place on the sidewalk, not far from there, and I 
 wished to go and see what it was." 
 
 " And did you go ? " asked Jennie. 
 
 " Yes," replied Rollo, " and I found it was a 
 man who had made a great ring of people all 
 about him, and was trying to get them to give 
 fifteen sous to see him shut himself up in a small 
 box. The box was on the pavement, all ready. 
 It was quite small. It did not seem possible that 
 a man could be shut up in it." 
 
 "How big was it?" asked Jennie. 
 
 "0, I don't know, exactly," said Rollo. "It 
 was quite small." 
 
R o l l o ' s Narrative. 
 
 219 
 
 Performance on the Boulevards 
 
 Muaie, 
 
 "Was it no bigger than that," said Jennie, 
 holding her two hands a kw inches apart, so aa 
 to indicate what she would consider quite a 
 rural I box. 
 
 " 0, yes/' said Rollo, "it was a great deal big' 
 gcr than that. It was only a little smaller than 
 
 PERFORMANCE UN THE BOULEVARDS. 
 
 jrou would think a man could get into. The box 
 was square, and was made of tin, but painted 
 black. 
 
 " There was an organ at one end of ihe ring, 
 with a man playing upon it. to draw the crowd 
 
220 Hollo in Paris. 
 
 A strange way of earning a livelihood. 
 
 together. In front of the organ was a woman, 
 with a baby in her arms, and another little child 
 playing about her. The man said that this was 
 his family, and that he had to support them by 
 his experiments. In front of the woman was 
 the box. In front of the box was the man, who 
 stood there, generally, telling what he was going 
 to do, and calling upon the people to throw in 
 their sous. In front of the man was a carpet, 
 on the pavement, and in the middle of the carpet 
 a tin plate. From time to time the people would 
 throw sous over into the circle. The man 
 would then pick them up and put them into the 
 plate, and tell the people how many there lacked. 
 There must bo fifteen, he said, or he could not 
 perform the experiment. He kept talking all 
 the time to the people, and saying funny things 
 to make them laugh. 
 
 " At last all the fifteen sous were in, and then 
 the man went to the box. He brought out a 
 soldier who was standing among the people, and 
 placed him near the box, so that he might shut 
 the cover down when the man was in. The man 
 then stepped into the box. The upper edge of 
 it was not higher than his knees. He then began 
 to kneel down in the box, crossing his legs under 
 him ; and then he crouched his body down into 
 it, and curled in his head, and then 
 
Rollo's Narrative, 
 
 221 
 
 Hollo's story puts Jennie to sleep. 
 
 "Jennie!" said Rollo, interrupting himself. 
 Fie observed that Jennie was very still, and he 
 was not sure that she was listening - . 
 
 Jennie did not answer. She was fast asleep. 
 
 "She's gone to sleep," said Rollo, "without 
 hearing the end of the story. However, the 
 soldier put the lid down, and shut the man 
 entirely in." 
 
 Hollo thought that, as he was so near the end, 
 he might as well finish the story, even if his 
 auditor was asleep. 
 
222 Rollo in Paris, 
 
 Eollo receives an ; nvitation t>> visit Switzeiianil 
 
 c hapter x i. 
 Conclusion. 
 
 Hollo's adventures in Paris were brought, at 
 length, for the time being, to a somewhat abrupt 
 termination, by an invitation which he received 
 suddenly at breakfast one morning, from his uncie 
 George, to set off with him the next day for 
 Switzerland. Rollo was very eager to accept 
 this invitation from the moment that it was 
 offered him. It is true that he was not at all 
 tired of Paris ; and there were a great many 
 places, both in the city and in the en. irons, that 
 he was still desirous to sec. 
 
 Rollo had only one day's notice of the pro- 
 posed journey to Switzerland, and that day wa3 
 spent almost entirely in getting the passports 
 ready. This business devolved on Rollo himself, 
 as his uncle was engaged in some other way that 
 day; and he proposed, therefore, that Rollo should 
 undertake the work of getting the passports 
 stamped. Rollo accordingly did so. lie took 
 a carriage and went round to the various offices, 
 
Conclusion. 223 
 
 Gtottiug the passports ready. The restaurants on the Boulevards. 
 
 and attended to the business very well, thougb 
 he encountered some difficulties in doing it. Hia 
 uncle George was very much pleased when he 
 came home that night and found that Rollo had 
 got the passports all ready. Carlos went with 
 Rollo to the passport offices, for company, though 
 he could not, of course, render him any assist- 
 ance.* 
 
 Rollo dined that evening with his uncle George 
 and Carlos at a restaurant. There are hundreds 
 of these restaurants scattered all over the city 
 of Paris, and many of them are furnished and 
 decorated in a style of splendor that is magnifi- 
 cent beyond description. Mr. George took 
 Rollo and Carlos to one of the finest of them. 
 It was in the Boulevards. 
 
 The aspect of the room, when Rollo entered 
 it, was very imposing. It was lined on all sides 
 with mirrors, with carved and gilded pilasters 
 between them, aud a richly ornamented cornice 
 above. The ceiling, overhead, was panelled, 
 and was painted in fresco with the most grace- 
 ful and elegant devices. The floor was laid in a 
 beautiful mosaic of wood, brilliantly polished. 
 The room was filled with tables, all set out for 
 
 A full account of Rollo's adventures in getting the passport! 
 •tamped will be given in the first chapter of Rollo in Switser- 
 (aud. 
 
224 Roll o in Paris. 
 
 Dinner at a restaurant in Paris. 
 
 dinner in the nicest manner, with silver plate, 
 elegant porcelain, and glasses that reflected 
 the light in the most resplendent manner. A 
 great many gay groups of ladies and gentle- 
 men were seated at these tables, taking dinner ; 
 while the waiters, with snow-white napkins on 
 their arms, were walking about in a rapid, bit 
 in a very gentle and noiseless manner, to wait 
 upon them. At the back side of the room there 
 sat two beautiful young women, behind a sort of 
 counter, which was raised a little above the rest 
 of the floor, so that they could survey the whole 
 scene. It was the duty of these young women 
 to keep the accounts of what was ordered at the 
 several tables, and to receive the money which 
 was paid by the guests, the waiters carrying it 
 to them from the different parties 'it the tables 
 when they paid. These ladies were the presid- 
 ing officers, as it were, in the saloon ; and the 
 guests all bowed to them very respectfully, both 
 when they came in and when they went away. 
 
 Mr. George selected a table for himself and 
 the two boys, and they had an excellent dinner 
 there. There was a printed book, large though 
 thin, on every table, giving a list of the different 
 articles — more than five hundred in all. From 
 these Mr. Gecrge and the boys selected what 
 they liked, and the waiters brought it to them. 
 
Conclusion. 225 
 
 Wlat Rullo's fa'her interred from (he invitation Rollu received. 
 
 The party remained at this restaurant, eating 
 their dinner and taking their coffee after it, foi 
 more than an hour ; and then they went away. 
 
 That evening Rollo went into his father's 
 room to bid his father good by, for he expected 
 to set off for Switzerland the next morning very 
 early. He found his father sitting in an arm 
 chair by a window, reading a book. Mr. Holi- 
 day laid his book down and talked for some 
 time with Rollo about his proposed tour in 
 Switzerland, and gave him a great deal of pre- 
 paratory information about the mountains, the 
 glaciers, the torrents, the avalanches, and other 
 wonderful things that Rollo expected to see. 
 Rollo was very much interested in these ac- 
 counts. 
 
 " I am very glad that uncle George invited me 
 vO go with him," said he. 
 
 " So am I," said his father. 
 
 "Because," added Rollo, "I expect to have a 
 very pleasant time." 
 
 " True," replied his father ; " but that is not 
 the reason precisely why / am glad that he in- 
 vited you." 
 
 " What is your reason, then ? " asked Rollo. 
 
 " I am glad," replied Mr. Holiday, " because 
 his asking you to go with him into Switzerland 
 is a sign that you have been a good boy while 
 
226 Rollo tn Paris 
 
 A pieasant sign. Good by. 
 
 under his care here in France. Boys that are 
 selfish, troublesome, and disobedient, in one ride 
 or journey, find usually that their company is 
 Dot desired a second time. It is now two or 
 three weeks since your uncle George invited 
 you to come with him from London to Paris, 
 and during all this time you have been mainly 
 under his care ; and now he invites you to go 
 with him on a still more extended tour. I think 
 you mkst have conducted yourself in a very con- 
 siderate or gentlemanly manner, and proved 
 yourself a pleasant travelling companion, or you 
 would not have received this new invitation." 
 
 Rollo was very much gratified at hearing his 
 father speak in this manner. So he shook hands 
 with him, and bade him good by. 
 
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