My Unknown Chum: "Aguecheek"

At last the expected Tuesday morning came. My funds had received an unlooked-for diminution by receiving a letter from my friend whose wants had led me into difficulty. He was j...

The large looking-glass which stands near the Washington Street entrance to the old corner used to adorn the dining-room where Mr. Barmesyde gave so many feasts. It is the only...

The Alps have always been to me what Australia was to the late Mr. Micawber--"the bright dream of my youth, and the fallacious aspiration of my riper years." I remember when I w...

But there is another phase of this part of London life, sadder by far than that of mere poverty. It is an evil which no attempt is made to prevent, and so great an evil that its...

Human suffering is an old and favourite theme. From the time when the woes of Job assumed an epic grandeur of form, and the adventures and pains of Philoctetes inspired the trag...

At last, the good byes having all been said, behold me, with my old portmanteau, (covered with its many-coloured coat of baggage labels, those trophies of many a hard campaign o...

I shall never forget the bright autumnal afternoon when the mail coach from Boston brought a package of books and papers to my grandfather. It was the last friendly favour, in f...

I have recently been visiting the three great monuments of the reign of Napoleon III.--the completed Louvre, the Bois de Boulogne, and the Halles Centrales. As to the first, tho...

The afternoon wears away slowly with the passengers. They say but little to one another, but look about them from the security of the wheel-house as if they were oppressed with...

Unfortunately for us, Mrs. Grundy is no myth, but a terrible reality. She is a widow. The late Mr. Grundy bore it with heroic patience as long as he could, and then, by a divine...

The moment in which one takes his first look at Rome is an epoch in his life. Even if his education should have been a most illiberal one, and he himself should be as strenuous...

- FOREWORD - SKETCHES OF FOREIGN TRAVEL - A PASSAGE ACROSS THE ATLANTIC - LONDON - ANTWERP AND BRUSSELS - GENOA AND FLORENCE - ANCIENT ROME - MODERN ROME - ROME TO MARSEILLES -...

Their only child, "one fair daughter, and no more," was a gentle and merry-hearted creature, who, in the short and murky days of November, filled that cottage with a more than J...

Pardon me, gentle reader, for all this prosing. I have been reading that pleasant, hearty book, "Tom Brown's School Days at Rugby," during the past week, and it has set me a-thi...

There are, without doubt, many persons, who can say that in their pilgrimage of life they have truly "found their warmest welcome at an inn." My experience outstrips that, for I...

In many people who have been abroad, the mere mention of the old city of Rouen is enough to kindle an enthusiasm. If you would know why this is,--why those who are familiar with...

It is a happy day in every one's life when he commences his journey into Italy. That glorious land, "rich with the spoils of time" above all others, endeared to every heart poss...

Having in former years merely passed through Boulogne, I had never known before what a pleasant old city it is. Its clean streets and well-built houses, and the air of respectab...

Not long after the above visit, I availed myself of an opportunity to make a similar inspection of the _Theatre Francais_, in the Palais Royal at Paris. The old establishment is...

The old church of St. Mary le Bow reminds you that you are at the very centre of Cockneydom, as you walk on towards the Bank and the Exchange. Crossing the street at the risk of...

A little later in the morning, and the silence is broken by the clattering carts of the dispensers of that fluid without which custards would be impossible. The washing of doors...

Mousing the other day in the library of a venerable citizen of Boston, who is no less skilled in the gospel (let us hope) than in the law, I stumbled over a seedy-looking folio...

But we must not think that Napoleon has confined his exertions to the improvement of Paris alone. Not a single province of his empire has been neglected by him, and there is sca...

Let us now suppose a person to have got fairly off, having read up his classics and his history, and got his luggage into a single good-sized valise,--let us suppose him to have...

I am not one of those who lament over the millions which have been expended upon the churches of Rome. I am _not_ inclined to follow the sordid principle of that apostle who is...

I have been much impressed by a visit to a large, but unpretentious-looking house in the Rue du Bac--the "mother-house" of that admirable organization, the Sisters of Charity. I...

I cannot see what need nor what excuse there is for all this bragging. A great many strong men lived before Agamemnon,--and after him. We indeed do some things that would astoni...