ly stout husbands, nurse-maids, and children predominate, of
course, in English steamboats. Such may be considered as the distinctive
marks of the English gentleman at three or four and forty: two or three
of such groups have pitched their camps on the deck. Then there are a
number of young men, of whom three or four have allowed their moustaches
to BEGIN to grow since last Friday; for they are going "on the
Continent," and they look, therefore, as if their upper lips were
smeared with snuff.

A danseuse from the opera is on her way to Paris. Followed by her bonne
and her little dog, she paces the deck, stepping out, in the real dancer
fashion, and ogling all around. How happy the two young Englishmen are,
who can speak French, and make up to her: and how all criticise her
points and paces! Yonder is a group of young ladies, who are going
to Paris to learn how to be governesses: those two splendidly dressed
ladies are milliners from the Rue Richelieu, who have just brought over,
and disposed of, their cargo of Summer fashions. Here sits the Rev. Mr.
Snodgrass with his pupils, whom he is conducting to his establishment,
near Boulogne, where, in addition to a classical and mathematical
education (washing included), the young gentlemen have the benefit of
learning French among THE FRENCH THEMSELVES. Accordingly, the young
gentlemen are locked up in a great rickety house, two miles from
Boulogne and never see a soul, except the French usher and the cook.

Some few French people are there already, preparing to be ill--(I never
shall forget a dreadful sight I once had in the little dark, dirty,
six-foot cabin of a Dover steamer. Four gaunt Frenchmen, but for their
pantaloons, in the costume of Adam in Paradise, solemnly anointing
themselves with some charm against sea-sickness!)--a few Frenchmen are
there, but these, for the most part, and with a proper philosophy, go to
the fore-cabin of the ship, and you see them on the fore-deck (is that
the name for that part of the vessel which is in the region of the
bowsprit?) lowering in huge cloaks and caps; snuffy, wretched, pale,
and wet; and not jabbering now, as their wont is on shore. I never could
fancy the Mounseers formidable at sea.

There are, of course, many Jews on board. Who ever travelled by
steamboat, coach, diligence, eilwagen, vetturino, mule-back, or sledge,
without meeting some of the wandering race?

By the time these remarks have been made the steward is on th