THE LONDON FOG. 
BY J. VILA BLAKE. 
Apropos of the dense fog which recently enveloped the English 
metropolis, the news and some details of which have crept from 
the English press into our own, the following extract from a 
private letter describing this rather rare occurrence as seen (and 
felt also) by American eyes, will probably be read with interest, 
especially as we have here no similar phenomenon which can be 
compared with a genuine London fog : — 
‘One of the many things that I enjoyed in London was a Lon- 
don fog — only think of it! It was a great piece of good fortune; 
for, although at this season of the year it is always foggy, yet 
one of these very dense ones is not of very frequent occurrence. 
Really, it was a thing well worth the seeing, and for nothing, too, © 
without a fee. It had been very foggy for about twenty-four 
hours, though not so much so but that we could get about well 
enou six, after tea, H. proposed that we should go to 
hear Trovatore ; so we went, and such a sight I never saw as that 
stage. It was really ludicrous, trying to peer through the smoky 
mist to see what was going on. Scenes, dresses, sparkling jew- 
elry, all were thrown away ; nothing could be seen, and the atmos- 
Phere, in addition, was so irritating to the eyes, that although there 
men knocked against each other, and we clung tightly to each oth- 
er’s arms and strove to keep each other in sight. On crossing the — 
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