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viction, that, all has gone on delightfully with me, 

 during my stay under his attractive roof ; and my 

 two sisters-in-law who always accompany me, are 

 fully of the same opinion. 



I repair, every morning, a little before five 

 o'clock to Mr. Groyen's hot baths at St. Oorneille, 

 in the Comphausbad. They are perfection itself, 

 for cleanliness, good arrangement, and a profusion 

 of linen for the use of the bather. I have fre- 

 quented these baths for many years, and I hold 

 them in great estimation. 



A couple of minutes' walk, from the Belle- Vue 

 hotel, brings you to the stately fountain, named 

 Eliza. 



The architect, who ever he was, must have had 

 his profession at his fingers' ends. 



On viewing its columns, its pavement, its steps, 

 its site and its contour, the observer will pronounce 

 it a work of no ordinary excellence in beauty, 

 and in convenience for the public at large. All are 

 admitted gratis without fear of collision, without 

 any distinction of persons ; — so wide are the 

 descending and ascending staircases, and so admir- 

 able are the arrangements. 



Out of the mouths of two colossal and well 

 executed lions-heads, flow night and day, two 

 streams of these celebrated waters. In front of 



