846 HORTICULTURAL TOUR. 



We entered the far-famed Cafe des Mllles Colonnes, 

 where a truly elegant bar-maid (or the presiding goddess 

 of the place, as a Frenchman would perhaps call her) sat, 

 decked in costly jewels, on the real throne of Louis Buona- 

 parte ! After a tasse of most exquisite coffee, and a petit 

 vcrrc of delicious liqueur, we left this extraordinary place, 

 which was rendered disagreeably dazzling and hot, by the 

 number of mirrors, lights, and visitants. We were next 

 conducted to the Cafe de la Paix, — a kind of operative 

 theatre, where no admission-money is charged, but where 

 all and sundry the audience are expected to be eating and 

 drinking for the good of the house, while they are witness- 

 ing the entertainments. We concluded our view of the lions 

 of the Palais, by descending to the Cafe des Avengles, 

 which is situate in the sunk floor of the building, and 

 where there is an orchestra filled by blind musicians. 



Descriptions of Paris being familiar to every one, and 

 most of our readers having probably seen more of the cu- 

 riosities of the French capital than ourselves, we shall pass 

 slightly over every thing unconnected with horticultural 

 subjects. In a daily journal, however, we cannot with 

 propriety omit to mention — although we do little more 

 than mention — the objects of a strangers curiosity which 

 we had an opportunity of seeing. 



Supply of Vegetables. 

 Sept. 18. — Early in the morning Mr Macdonald was at 

 the Marclie des Innocens, situate where the street which 

 continues the line of Rue St Honore meets at right angles 

 with the Rue St Denis. This was formerly the site of a 

 church dedicated to the Innocents, and of a cemetery 

 which came to be over-peopled. The mouldering remains 

 having become offensive, and almost pestiferous, were re- 



