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Switzerland bia Paris.



London to Newhaven.


E leave London Bridge or Victoria, having had our

tickets stamped by the clerk in charge, and having duly registered our luggage, which we do not intend to see again till we get to Paris, or wherever we propose to break our journey. (Registration-fee to Paris, one franc thirty-five centimes—Is. 1 d.)

As we whizz down by fast train to Newhaven we leave the Sydenham Crystal Palace a little to the right, and then the line passes the Croydon Junction, and runs through the most varied landscapes of Sussex. The old town of Lewes is one of the most conspicuous places, and has rather a grotesque appearance from the railway, many of the houses being irregularly perched on lofty eminences. At Newhaven the train runs to a platform parallel with the harbour, which is approached by a passage through the hotel. Newhaven itself is on the opposite side of the harbour, but it does not present any appearance of note.* Extensive and expensive fortifications are constructed on the coast, on the same side. The Custom-house is close by the Quay, where in returning from France the baggage is examined. Under the new Treaty of Commerce, most of the articles formerly subject to duty have been erased from the statutebooks of England and France; but there is still a sharp look-out for tobacco, spirits, wines, and a few other articles. On the other side the authorities search for smuggled cigars, and on the English side they are equally vigilant in search of the same class of articles, the English being suspected for quality and the French for price. But on both sides of the Channel great courtesy characterizes the conduct of the officers.

* To those who only pass to the steamer, Newhaven appears to consist of a railway station, an hotel, and a pier. Those who have only seen this aspect of it have described it as “a place where there is nothing to see, and nobody to see it.”

While we are waiting for the whistle to tell us that it is time to go on board, we have time to get some refreshment at the hotel-a very desirable thing to do, as in the hurry and excitement of parting with friends and transacting the

very last bit of business” till the holidays are over, we have not had time to take care of the inner man.

There are many theories as to the prevention of seasickness, but I for one have never found a perfect cure yet. Nevertheless, I can testify that it is best to take a moderate meal of plain food a short time before going on board ; for then, if the worst comes to the worst, the pain of the sea-sickness is much less than when it is experienced upon an empty stomach. Others recommend providing oneself with a lemon, the juice squeezed into water allaying nausea, as well as being a pleasant beverage. Others say champagne or brandy, and if they are ill afterwards they also say it was the sea that made them so. Others, again,

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recommend wearing belts of divers kinds, for particulars of which see the daily papers.

Then, again, opinions vary as to whether it is better to stay on deck or go down below. If the day is bright and fine, and the breeze gentle and favourable, stay on deck by all means, and enjoy the fresh air, and divert your mind from yourself ; or if you travel by night, and the night is warm and still, sit up on the deck, and get into a good stiff argument with your companions, and enjoy the evening. If, however, you have doubts about yourself, based upon experience, take up your quarters in the cabin, and wake up after a hearty sleep, just before entering the Dieppe harbour..

We shall make up our minds not to be ill (and even if we are, we do not think we shall be much inconvenienced, as the passage takes only six hours on the average), and having refreshed ourselves, and changed a little English money into French, in case we want it on board or on landing, we walk on to the Quay, watching the commotion and bustle always attendant on the sailing of a vessel; then on board, where the chains rattle, the steam fizzes, the bell rings, and “Cast off the hawser" is shouted, and we glide slowly and steadily out of the dock.

NEWHAVEN TO DIEPPE. A little distance out at sea, and a beautiful panorama is before us. The town and harbour of Newhaven, with its trim smacks, and sailors in blue shirts and red

is more effective than we thought it could have been; and while we contemplate the beauty of the lofty chalk cliffs of Albion, with their pleasant associations, our thoughts go back to the time when the Britons so bravely defended themselves from


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