fice, composed a multitude of articles and paragraphs, most of them short and unimportant.
As a specimen of his style at this period, I copy from the Spirit of May 5th, 1832, the following epistle, which was considered extremely funny in those innocent days:
Hear me you shall, pity me you must, while I proceed to give a short account of the dread calamities which this vile habit of turning the whole city upside down, 'tother side out, and wrong side before, on the First of May, has brought down on my devoted head.
You must know, that having resided but a few months in your city, I was totally ignorant of the existence of said custom.
So, on the morning of the eventful, and to me disastrous day, I rose, according to immemorial usage, at the dying away of the last echo of the breakfast bell, and soon found myself seated over my coffee, and my good landlady exercising her powers of volubility (no weak ones) apparently in my behalf; but so deep was the reverie
the suggestion with regard to the primeval forests is good and valuable.
On his arrival in London, Mr. Greeley drove to the house of Mr. John Chapman, the well-known publisher, with whom he resided during his stay in the metropolis.
On the first of May the Great Exhibition was opened, and our traveler saw the show both within and without the Crystal Palace.
The day was a fine one—for England.
He thought the London sunshine a little superior in brilliancy to American moonlight; and wondereds and commodious to contain and display the contributions of the whole world—the apprehension that it could not be rendered impervious to water—the confident assertions that it could not be completed in season for opening the Exhibition on the first of May as promised—all found an echo on our shores; and now the tidings that all these doubts have been dispelled, these difficulties removed, will have been hailed there with unmingled satisfaction.
I trust, gentlemen, that among the ultimate