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“A fine, dashing, lively, slap-dash book, just suited to this progressive
age and country. It gives the most graphic and humorous account of Paris
which has ever appeared. Commend us to a book of this kind, which you
take up from your table, expecting to find a dry detail of travels, but find
to be a perfect picture of the most curious and extraordinary phases of
society which the world presents—a book which, if you commence reading
it in any part, holds your attention fast till you reach the end.”

“It is one of the raciest and most original works of its character that we
have ever read. The author, who is incog, is evidently a man of the world,
and, in his notings of daily and nightly scenes, seems not to have held back
anything that was calculated to interest the reader. Some of the incidents,
without the drapery of his polished manner of presenting them, might
grate a little on propriety with the fastidious, but he has as ingeniously as
gracefully covered all indelicacy, and the book goes to the public the
freest and frankest series of Sketches published in the last ten years. Gay
young men will relish it much, and indeed it is much more suited to men
than to women.”

“As a railroad and steamboat companion, we know of nothing equal to
it. The author slings a dashing pen, and gives a slap-dash view of matters
and things on the continent, that makes his book as amusing as it is instructive.
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“All who have been abroad will recognize the truthfulness of the statements
of the author, who has not only `seen the Elephant,' but takes this
occasion to show him up.”

“It is written in a free and dashing style.”

“It is a very entertaining work.”

“It is a racy and readable collection of sketches of foreign travel.”

“This is a series of piquant and amusing sketches of travel, dashed off
with a free and easy pen, by a writer who has evidently a mortal horror of
tediousness, and who has learned one of the most important secrets of
authorship, viz: to know when one has said enough. Whatever you may
think of the felicity of his descriptions, he never bores you with their
length. He gives you only the first bloom and freshness of his thoughts,
and never seeks to exhaust his subject, or squeeze it dry. He tells you,
too, his real, undisguised opinion of the sights and scenes he beholds in
England, Switzerland, Venice, and Italy, and goes off `to order' into no
affected raptures and enthusiasm.”