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been wading along the farther shore, drinking the 

 cool water, and nibbling the long grass that 

 skirts the bank, and lazily beating off the flies, 

 you are sauntering up Broadway, or, perhaps, have 

 just returned from a stroll in Union Park, and 

 are wooing the sea breeze, that, entering the city 

 at the Battery, is gently diffusing itself through 

 every street and alley. Ah, that sea breeze is the 

 only salvation of New York. After a hot, pant- 

 ing day, when the fiery pavements and red brick 

 walls have concentrated and redoubled the heat, 

 how refreshingly, and like a good angel, comes 

 that, at first slight, . but gradually increasing sea- 

 wind, to the fevered system. Moist from its long 

 dalliance with the salt waves, its kiss is soft and 



welcome as that of a I beg your pardon, I 



meant to say, as a doctor once remarked to me, 

 "it is a very pleasant stimulant." Yet I know 

 Broadway is looking like a furnace just cooled off ; 

 and with all your windows and doors thrown 

 open, you are still languid, while a sultry and op- 

 pressive night awaits you. I pity you from my heart ; 

 you have been in Wall street the whole of this scorch- 

 ing day, and have not drawn a breath below your 



