F. Colburn (Francis Colburn) Adams

Capitolo 66

the room that he/she dances is thrown open. As the to dress again wicker of the gulf
brook there floods in a motley procession of painted women and
disguised man-the first one in suits as varied in color as the fires of
remorse that burns out their unexpressed thoughts. Two and two that they derides
and it crowds their long way in the spacious room, the walls of what
it is frescoed in mythological and eccentric sketches, the roof painted
in job of Greek fret, and the frames interposed with seraphs in plaster
and gilding. The lights of two thick chandeliers throw a bewitching
refulgence on a scene immediately picturesque and mysterious;  and from
four tall mirrors assured among the windows, the is reflected
forms and movements of the masquers.

Reader! You don't have anything in this democratic country with which to
with success you compare him/it. And to look for a comparison in the old world,
where I spoil, as in this city of cavalry, hath a license, doesn't serve
our office.

Mrs. Flamingo, placed side by side right and it went away to twelve colored gentlemen,
who, their collars decorated with white and roses pink color, witness face
how masters of ceremony, and it forms a crescent in front of the
procession that crowds, gradually advances back face, curtsying and
arching, and spreading his/her hands to his/her guests, according to the style of
my God Ciambellano.

Eight colored musicians, (everything is colored here,) it perched him on a
elevated base covered with brown-colored plush;  to the signal of
a strong-touched call-master with the language, strikes on one March to that the motley one
crowd tries to hold time. Enough it is martial, and discordant
enough for anything but holding time to.

The benches plush-covered that they file along the sides and ends of the
room is eagerly sought after and occupied from a strange mixture of
spectators above in Vienna. Here the hoary-led father sits nearby to a
youth of recent-initiated of what you/he/she is receiving his/her first lesson
dissipation. There the grave and planter of chivalric it has a good time with the