hat, "after going to Long Branch and frolicking in the water, he
relishes going to Saratoga and letting the water frolic in him."

A correspondent gives the following

Routine for a Lady.

Rise and dress; go down to the spring; drink to the music of the band;
walk around the park--bow to gentlemen; chat a little; drink again;
breakfast; see who comes in on the train; take a siesta; walk in the
parlor; bow to gentlemen; have a little small talk with gentlemen;
have some gossip with ladies; dress for dinner; take dinner an hour
and a half; sit in the grounds and hear the music of the band; ride to
the lake; see who comes by the evening train; dress for tea; get tea;
dress for the hop; attend the hop; chat awhile in the parlors, and
listen to a song from some guest; go to bed. Varied by croquet,
ladies' bowling alley, Indian camp, the mineral springs, grand balls
twice a week, concerts, etc., and the races.

Balls.

The three largest hotels have elegant ball-rooms, where hops take
place every evening. Balls are held every week at each of the houses.
Upon the latter occasion, the dressing becomes a matter of life and
death, and explains why such numbers of those traveling arks known as
"Saratoga trunks" are docked at the station every summer.

Balls are reported in the papers far and near, and the anxiety of some
to secure a good report of their costume is amusing. Brown's dismay
at the bills is somewhat appeased as he reads in the morning paper,
"Miss Brown, of ----, a charming graceful blonde, was attired in a
rich white corded silk, long train, with ruffles of the same,
overdress of pink gros grain, looped _en panier_, corsage low,
_decollette_, with satin bows and point lace; hair _a la Pompadour_,
with curls on white feathers, pearls and diamonds. _She was much
admired._ Miss Brown is the accomplished daughter of Mr. Brown, one of
the leading citizens of the Metropolis."

The hops are free to all the guests. An admission of $1 is customary
at the balls, and choice refreshments are served. Upon ball nights,
the tasteful iron bridge which connects Congress Hall with its
ball-room, and the grounds of the Grand Union, are illuminated by
colored lights, presenting a fairy-like scene of bewildering beauty.
Upon these occasions a large proportion of the population, both exotic
and native, come forth as upon a festal day.

The Races

Occur the middle of July, and the second week in August, an