is an unpleasant
consciousness that his landlord, his neighbour on the same flat, his
barber, or his fellow workman, may be a "vertrauter," a spy in the pay of
the police, and his simplest actions, through their means, perverted into
misdemeanours. A worthy cooper, with whom I occasionally dined, on
reading a skeleton report of a public meeting in England, where working
men had made speeches and moved resolutions, exclaimed, as he threw down
the paper: "But, seriously, don't you think this very ridiculous?"

ON TRAMP TO PARIS.

We were three in number, a jeweller from Copenhagen, a Viennese
silversmith, and myself, who started from Vienna to walk to Paris. We
were all in tolerable feather as to funds. I was possessed of about
seventy guldens (seven pounds), and a little packet of fifty dozens of
piercing-saws, a trading speculation, which I hoped to smuggle over the
French frontier in my boots. I was better provided in all respects than
on any of my former journeys. We had forwarded our boxes to Strassburg,
our knapsacks were light, and we wore stout walking shoes with scarcely
any heels, and had prepared some well-boiled linen wrappers, intended,
when smeared with tallow, to serve the purpose of socks. They
effectually prevent blisters, and can be readily washed in any running
stream. Our first stage was by steam on the Danube to Linz, the capital
of Upper Austria; and we took our departure from Nussdorf amid the
valedictions and kisses of some thirty male friends, each of whom saluted
us thrice--on each cheek, and on the lips, for this is the true German
fashion, and may not be slighted or avoided.

A voyage on the water may seem a curious commencement of a foot journey;
but the fact is, that no one knows better than the tramp that a railway
or a steamboat is always cheaper than shoe-leather and time; and no doubt
as these new means of progress increase in number they will entirely
change the character of German trade-wanderings. From Vienna to Linz is,
in round numbers, a distance of one hundred and fifty English miles, and
this one vessel, the "Karl," got over in two days and a night. The wind
was against us, and it must be remembered that it is all up stream. The
Danube is upon the whole a melancholy river, of a sullen encroaching
character, for its whole course is marked by over-floodings and their
consequent desolation. The passage cost ten florins, twenty-five
kreutzers, or eight shillings an