44-S letter! from pariS. 



a fine powdered and feathered head nodding at you ; 

 and, over them, half-dried linen flreaming in the air 

 on poles ; while, from the yet higher ftories, a lap-dog- 

 is yelping out at a window, a child is throwing down 

 handfuls of torn paper, boys are fending foap bladders 

 in the air, and overagainfl them in the large high 

 windows, ladies and lords, frand furrounded by abbes 

 and chevaliers de St. Louis, alternately yawning and 

 laughing as they look down upon the curious mifcel- 

 lany below. 



Thus, my dear friend, you have a fketch of the 

 ftreets St. Honore, St. Denis, Montmartre, St. An^ 

 toine, and St. Martin, as the livelier! and gaudiefi in 

 all Paris. i 



You may imagine, from what I have faid, that the 

 outride of Paris, taken in the whole, can give no very 

 pleafing, though it fhould afford the taudrieft and moil 

 diverfified view. The houfes in the antient quarters 

 of the city are black and fmoky, and look more like 

 rocks in which chambers and windows have been cut, 

 than houfes confrrucled on purpofe for the habitations 

 of men. Placing myfelf on the Pont-neuf, and from 

 thence furveying the towering fpires and chimnies 

 which furrounded me on all fides, efpecially at the draw- 

 ing on of evening ; I immediately fancied myfelf to 

 be tranfported amidft an immenfe group of rocks, in- 

 vading the flues, which by their black appearance and 

 all the concomitant fentiments thereby excited, caufed 

 a very fenfible palpitation of heart. I could not get 

 rid of the fuppofition of an earthquake ; on the firfi; 

 fhock whereof this whole mafs of Hone muft be tum- 



