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the Hamburg merchants, tea-gardens and
bathing-machines, trim-cut charmilles and hornbeam-hedges. The
whole population appeared to be “taking their teas” out
of doors, fearless of rheumatism, and regardless of ague;
a difference of climate I opine, as, not three days since,
the damp and dew fell heavy towards twilight in
Hampton Court Gardens, so, although in a more northern, we
are in a drier latitude. Suddenly we arrive at our
journey’s end. “Stop her!”—fiz went the steam; a
flotilla of small boats invades us; in a few seconds we
are landed (no customhouse officers, no passports), and
are carried off in a droskey to Streit’s Hotel, where
we purpose taking up our abode for some days.
Twenty-two years have elapsed since I last visited
Hamburg; and during that interval it has been partially
destroyed by fire. I am lost in wonder at the
magnificence of the new-born city—unequalled in the north of
Europe—the streets, the arcades, and the buildings
rivalling Paris in their magnificence. Then, too, this
mingling of town, garden, and water. This Alster lake,
surrounded by its splendid series of hotels, after
nightfall presents a scene truly Venetian; brilliantly
illuminated on all sides, the water alive with flat-bottomed
barges, manned with bands of music and joyous
supperparties, hung, too, with Chinese lanterns of grotesque
form and varied colouring; they float on, passing and
repassing, reflected in the mirror below. Somewhat
later, fireworks and rockets, in showers of living gold,
come blazing in the distance from the numerous Tivolis
and Alhambras which abound in the suburbs of this
city. As night advances, the population pours out in
increasing crowds, and the cafés—whose name is
Legion—can scarcely supply the ice and sorbets so
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