<h2><SPAN name="Letter_50" id="Letter_50"></SPAN>Letter 50.</h2>
<p class="right"><span class="smcap">London</span>.</p>
<p><span class="smcap">Dear Charley</span>:—</p>
<p class="text">We had a pleasant time from Paris to Calais;
and here we determined to pass a day, and look at
a city which has been so celebrated both in the history
of France and England. We put up at Quillac's.
The population is about thirteen thousand.
<span class='pagenum'><SPAN class="page" name="Page_331" id="Page_331" title="331"></SPAN></span>The town is strongly fortified, and has very few external
attractions. The gate built by Richelieu in
1685, and delineated by Hogarth, still stands. You
know that England held this town from 1347 to
1558; and, as a result, you can find several specimens
of English Tudor architecture, especially the
Hotel de Guise. The walks upon the fortifications
are fine, and afford commanding views of the cliffs
of the south coast of England. The place generally
has some three or four thousand English, many
of whom are refugees on account of debt. At
eleven at night we went on board a French steamer
for Dover; and the <i>instant</i> that she got outside the
pier, she jumped like a mad thing. O, Charley,
that was a horrid night! We were all sick, very
sick indeed. It took us about three hours to get
over, and we were thankful to land and take refuge
for three or four hours in the quiet of our bedrooms.
At eight we took the cars for London, and
were at the Golden Cross, quietly settled down in
our old quarters, by twelve o'clock. I ought to tell
you that we hurried over in order to be here at the
great entertainment which Mr. George Peabody
gives to his excellency Abbott Lawrence and his
lady, on the evening of the 4th of July. We were
invited, and felt anxious to be there; as, in addition
to the other notable characters, "the duke" was to
be present. All that day the subject of the evening
<span class='pagenum'><SPAN class="page" name="Page_332" id="Page_332" title="332"></SPAN></span>was the great topic with Americans; and as more
than nine hundred acceptances were received to invitations
issued, it was expected that the party would
be interesting, and that many, who failed to obtain
tickets, would be disappointed. The entertainment
was given at Almack's, Willis's Room, St. James's,
and upon a scale of great magnificence. It consisted
of a concert at half past nine, a ball at eleven,
and supper at one. The idea of celebrating our
national independence in London, under the peculiar
circumstances which London presents at this moment,
was a happy one; and though some wise men
doubted the wisdom of the measure, yet the result
proved the prudence and practical good sense of its
originator; and perhaps few men possess more of
this admirable quality than Mr. Peabody. The
rooms at Almack's are very spacious, so that there
was ample space for the one thousand who proved
to be present. At one end of the room were seen
the portraits of the queen and Washington, surrounded
by the flags of England and the United
States; and around were placed busts of her
majesty, Washington, Prince Albert, Franklin, Webster,
and other celebrated men of both countries.
Each lady was presented, on her entrance, with a
fine bouquet. At half past nine the seats for the concert
were entirely filled. The <i>programme de concert</i>
was as follows:—<br/><br/></p>
<p><span class='pagenum'><SPAN class="page" name="Page_333" id="Page_333" title="333"></SPAN></span></p>
<p><br/></p>
<table border="0" style="width: 90%; ">
<tr>
<td colspan="9" style="text-align: center; "><span class="smcap">Conductor</span>, SIGNOR ALARY.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td colspan="9" style="height: 1em"> </td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td colspan="9" style="text-align: center; "><em class="gesperrt">PARTE PRIMA</em>.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td colspan="9" style="height: 1em"> </td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td class="smcap">Glee,</td>
<td> </td>
<td colspan="7">Messrs. Lee, Geuge, Hill, Smith, and Howe.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td rowspan="2" class="smcap">Duo,</td>
<td rowspan="2"> </td>
<td rowspan="2">"Al perigli."</td>
<td rowspan="2"> </td>
<td rowspan="2" style="text-align: right;" class="brace">{</td>
<td>Signor Gardoni,</td>
<td rowspan="2" class="brace">}</td>
<td rowspan="2"> </td>
<td rowspan="2"><i>Donizetti</i>.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>Signor F. Lablache,</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td class="smcap">Solo,</td>
<td> </td>
<td>Violin.</td>
<td> </td>
<td> </td>
<td>Signor Sivori,</td>
<td> </td>
<td> </td>
<td><i>Sivori</i>.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td class="smcap">Melodie,</td>
<td> </td>
<td>"Jusqu'a toi."</td>
<td> </td>
<td> </td>
<td>Signor Gardoni,</td>
<td> </td>
<td> </td>
<td><i>Schubert</i>.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td class="smcap">Aria,</td>
<td> </td>
<td>"Non più audrai."</td>
<td> </td>
<td> </td>
<td>Signor Lablache,</td>
<td> </td>
<td> </td>
<td><i>Mozart</i>.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td class="smcap">Romance,</td>
<td> </td>
<td>"Ah, mon fils."</td>
<td> </td>
<td> </td>
<td>Miss C. Hayes,</td>
<td> </td>
<td> </td>
<td><i>Meyerbeer</i>.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td rowspan="2" class="smcap">Duo,</td>
<td rowspan="2"> </td>
<td rowspan="2">"Ah t inebria nell' amplesso."</td>
<td rowspan="2"> </td>
<td rowspan="2" style="text-align: right;" class="brace">{</td>
<td>Ma'mselle Cruvelli,</td>
<td rowspan="2" class="brace">}</td>
<td rowspan="2"> </td>
<td rowspan="2"><i>Verdi</i>.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>Signor Gardoni</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td colspan="9" style="height: 1em"> </td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td colspan="9" style="text-align: center; "><em class="gesperrt">PARTE SECUNDA</em>.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td colspan="9" style="height: 1em"> </td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td rowspan="3" class="smcap">Trio,</td>
<td rowspan="3"> </td>
<td rowspan="3">"Qual volutta."</td>
<td rowspan="3"> </td>
<td rowspan="3" style="text-align: right;" class="brace3">{</td>
<td>Miss Hayes,</td>
<td rowspan="3" class="brace3">}</td>
<td rowspan="3"> </td>
<td rowspan="3"><i>Verdi</i>.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>Signor Gardoni,</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>Signor Lablache,</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td class="smcap">Aria,</td>
<td> </td>
<td>"Nel dolce incanto."</td>
<td> </td>
<td> </td>
<td>Mademoiselle Cruveli</td>
<td> </td>
<td> </td>
<td><i>De Beriot</i>.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td class="smcap">Solo,</td>
<td> </td>
<td>Violin.</td>
<td> </td>
<td> </td>
<td>Signor Sivori,</td>
<td> </td>
<td> </td>
<td><i>Sivori</i>.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td rowspan="2" class="smcap">Serenade,</td>
<td rowspan="2"> </td>
<td rowspan="2">"Qual Suon."</td>
<td rowspan="2"> </td>
<td rowspan="2" style="text-align: right;" class="brace">{</td>
<td>Miss C. Hayes,</td>
<td rowspan="2" class="brace">}</td>
<td rowspan="2"> </td>
<td rowspan="2"><i>Alary</i>.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>Signor Gardoni,</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td rowspan="2" class="smcap">Duo,</td>
<td rowspan="2"> </td>
<td rowspan="2">"Un Segreta."</td>
<td rowspan="2"> </td>
<td rowspan="2" style="text-align: right;" class="brace">{</td>
<td>Signor Lablache,</td>
<td rowspan="2" class="brace">}</td>
<td rowspan="2"> </td>
<td rowspan="2"><i>Rossini</i>.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>F. Lablache,</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td rowspan="3" class="smcap">Trio,</td>
<td rowspan="3"> </td>
<td rowspan="3">"Zitti, Zitti."</td>
<td rowspan="3"> </td>
<td rowspan="3" style="text-align: right;" class="brace3">{</td>
<td>Miss C. Hayes,</td>
<td rowspan="3" class="brace3">}</td>
<td rowspan="3"> </td>
<td rowspan="3"><i>Rossini</i>.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>Signor Gardoni</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>Signor Lablache</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td class="smcap">Piano Forte,</td>
<td> </td>
<td> </td>
<td> </td>
<td> </td>
<td>Signor Alary.</td>
<td> </td>
<td> </td>
<td> </td>
</tr>
</table>
<p><br/><br/></p>
<p class="text">The glees and madrigals were by the first-named
artists; and the pieces were, "Spring's Delight,"
"Come, let us join the Roundelay," "Foresters
sound the cheerful Horn," and "The Winds whistle
cold."</p>
<p class="text">The band for the ball was Coote & Tinney's.
The concert was very fine. I was most pleased with
Miss Hayes,—and next with Lablache, whose voice
<span class='pagenum'><SPAN class="page" name="Page_334" id="Page_334" title="334"></SPAN></span>is the finest I ever heard. The duke came just at the
close of the concert, as the seats were being removed
for the dancing. Mr. Peabody met him in the reception-room,
and led him to the upper end of the
ball-room, where he was cordially greeted by Mr.
and Mrs. Lawrence. The band struck up, "See,
the conquering hero comes," and I really felt that
such a reception to such a man, and under such circumstances,
was something for an American boy to
see; and, if I live thirty or forty years, it will be
something to tell about. There were but few comparatively
who danced. The company were in
groups, in the different rooms, taking refreshments.
At one, supper was announced on the ground
floor of the house; and here the press was felt to
be greater than up stairs. The tables were most
gorgeously laid out with every delicacy that unlimited
outlay of expense could secure. Perhaps you
would like to know some of the company who were
present, belonging to England, and who certainly
were present for the first time to celebrate the anniversary
of American independence. There were
the Duke of Wellington, Marquises of Ely and
Clanricarde, Lord Glenelg, Lord Charles Manners,
Lord Charles Russell, Lord Mayor of London and
Lady Mayoress, Viscount Canning, Lord and Lady
Dormer, Lord Hill, Lord Stuart, Baron and Lady
Alderson, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, and
<span class='pagenum'><SPAN class="page" name="Page_335" id="Page_335" title="335"></SPAN></span>Lady Mary Wood; Mr. Justice and Lady Coleridge,
the Governor of the Bank of England, Joseph
Hume, M.P., and family, Lady Morgan, Miss Burdett
Coutts, Admiral Watkins, the Countess of Eglinton,
Countess Powlett, Lady Talbot Mala hide,
and a very long <i>et cetera</i>. Mr. Peabody could not
have served his country better than by affording an
opportunity for the great and distinguished of England
to meet a large party of his countrymen on
an occasion dear to Americans, and especially dear
when they are far away from their country, and feel
that, under the broad flag of the stars and stripes
they are every where as safe as if they were in New
York or Boston. It was very clear that hostile feeling
had ceased, and that the great Anglo-Saxon
family can now meet any where and display the
brotherhood which they ought ever to feel. Such a
meeting could not have taken place twenty years
ago; and perhaps this beautiful demonstration would
never have been afforded, if the thought had not
presented itself to our host, who had the means to
carry out the idea with a nobleness that did honor to
himself and his country. We left the rooms on a
bright, starlight morning, just as day was opening
her eye, and were soon comfortably housed at our
pleasant home. I write in haste, for we have much
to do before we leave London.</p>
<p class="center">Yours affectionately,</p>
<p class="right"><span class="smcap">james.</span></p>
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