, and
when her duties called her elsewhere she placed another in attendance
there. The constant piety of this excellent creole was an edifying
sight. Fanny still lives, but her dear friend is no more: she believes
firmly that they will again be united, to part no more.

One fact connected with these colored Creoles is worthy of mention.
Although they have been living in this country for more than
three-quarters of a century, they have never united themselves, as
social beings, with any of our American negroes. They have treated them
with kindness and politeness, helped them in poverty and visited them in
sickness, but have never intermarried with them, never gone to their
churches, never joined any of the various African societies so
conspicuous on certain days of parade. Distinguished for their honesty,
they have seldom appeared in the courts either as plaintiffs or
defendants. Respected by all, they have never demanded social equality.

Scarcely a dozen of the colored creoles who originally emigrated from
St. Domingo are now alive, but their descendants are numerous. They form
a very worthy part of the community in which they live. They retain many
of the traditionary qualities of their ancestors, and among the
shiftless, dependent and often destitute negroes around them they are
conspicuous for their industry, integrity and morality.

E.L.D.

GLIMPSES OF BRUSSELS.

To leave Paris for Brussels is to exchange excitement for tranquillity,
a crowd for a few, the oppressive newness and vivacity of to-day for a
mild animation tempered with a flavor of bygone ages. Brussels has been
called a miniature Paris. I should rather consider her as the younger
sister of the great city--less beautiful, less decked out, less
accomplished, less versed in the ways of the world, yet keeping a
certain freshness and virginity of aspect that is lacking in her more
brilliant elder.

There is one thing that a foreign resident of Paris is apt to find very
enjoyable in Brussels, and that is the absence of the eternal crowd
that mars for many people a full enjoyment of the pleasant places of
Paris. Her thronging millions overwhelm you on every festive day or
joyous occasion. Any little outside show or attraction calls together in
some restricted space the population of a small city. Thirty thousand
people rushed to hear the Spanish students play on the guitar in the
garden of the Tuileries. Twenty thousand go every Sunday to the Salon