Robert Merry's museum, Volumes III-IV (1842)Various
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Robert Merry's museum, Volumes III-IV (1842)
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Children's literature -- Periodicals
The crowd in the streets continued to increase every hour. It was
evident that the city already contained ten times as many guests as it
could accommodate with lodgings. There was not a public house where a
bed or even a dinner could be obtained. All round the city, in vacant
spaces, were temporary erections of booths, tents, shanties and other
hasty and imperfect structures, for the accommodation of the thousands
and thousands who could find no better quarters. At night, the whole
city was a blaze of lamps; every street being brilliantly illuminated.
This exhibition is not performed as with us, merely by placing lights
in the windows, but by such artificial and tasteful arrangement of
them as adds greatly to the picturesqueness and magnificence of the
scene. The two great streets bordering the river, and the three
bridges crossing it, were lined with lofty scaffoldings, representing
castles, towers, obelisks, and orders of architecture. These were hung
with millions of lamps, and the whole exhibited a scene of dazzling
and fairy magnificence, that reminded me of oriental splendor and the
visions of enchantment. The crowd of spectators completely blocked up
the streets, and it was impossible to move in any direction without
great difficulty. All night long the streets were full, and the blaze
of the illumination was kept up till the light of the lamps began to
fade away in the brightness of the dawn.
In the immense numbers of those who thronged the city, few thought of
a lodging for the night. Indeed, a lodging within doors, was out of
the question with regard to the most of them--there were not houses to
hold them. The greater part of these houseless guests were country
people, who had travelled on foot from a distance, and began towards
morning to feel the fatigues of their journey and sight-seeing. Sleep
overpowered them amidst the din and hurly-burly of the crowd, and they
threw themselves by hundreds and by thousands on the steps of the
doors, and on the pavements in nooks and corners, to sleep. The steps
of the churches were black with heaps of men and women piled one upon
another, fast asleep. Fortunately, the night was most balmy and
serene, and they were all too much accustomed to the open air to
suffer by this exposure.
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