IMPRESSIONS OF NEW YORK.

Inangahua Times, Volume X, Issue 1562, 17 June 1885, Page 2

IMPRESS IONS OF NEW YORK.

The most forcible impression on my mind was to the effect that that most frugal aud ingenious people, the Dutch, had been forced by the machinations of Prince Biamark to evacuate Holland j and had saddeuly coloniseJ the ! puiiieus of Paradise street, Liverpool, which by some preternatural means or ! other had been transported across the ! Atlantic. The little red-brick house*, the high "stoops" or flights of wooden steps in front, the gruen •• jealoorie" ! shatters, the handicrafts and shop | business carried on in the ceilirs, the i amount of mopping and scrubbing and scouring going on, the endless proi cession of open drays full of Schiedam, I all at first bespoke the neighbourhood !of Amsterdam, Rotterdam, or the i Hague. But no ; I was not in Holland ; Locomotives and passenger cars are not accustomed, so far as my remembrance serves me, to whiz through the ambient air on a level with the second floor windows in the * towns of the Low- ; Countries ; and it is only when crossing one of the avenues tbat I began to realise the fact thfct 1 had reached the only country which yet possesses that not artistic looking but still distinctly beneficial institution, an "Elevated Railway " — America. . i . .1 had scarcely, however, trade up my mind that I was in the United dtates when a change came, over the spirit of my dream, and I found myself murmuring that surely I imisS be in Germany. Those bakeries, barbers, billiard rooms, shops, for the sale of " underwear," eating and drinking houses, lager-beer saloons, howling alleys, and corner grocers — the whole redolent with a mild perfume of sauerkraut, sausages, and Bremen tobacco, belonged obviously to the Fatherland — not perhaps so much to austere Berlin, or vivacious Vienna, or sesthetic Muoich, 01 decorous Dresden, as to one of the Hanse towns. . . . Yes, lam in Germany ; and I touted in fear and trembling to hear the Wains of the " Wacht am Rhein," to ace the warriors of Germania with their invicible " picklehanlie " helmets and their irresistibe needle-guns march by " in squadrons and platoons, with their music playin' chunes." and to feel that I was a " Philister." Not a bit of it. " We jolted round a corner. Wepasttd l.y a Mount TVstuecio o f potatoes, of t'vidtuijy Irish extraction, I: was Mike

from Conne.nara, smoking his dhudeen, j biddy M'FHfin was brushing upsorae blooming Newton pippins with the corner of h»r woollen shawl, to make the fruit look spruce and tidy for market — " America Revisted.