The Firemen�s Parade.
firemen�s parade in honor of the Prince.
Looking in at 745 found only Mrs. Edwards
in her work room, the girls, their father and
others all gone to see the procession. Haney
and Hayes had just called and were on the
track. So I set off up Broadway, to Union
Square where the crowd was thick, up 14th
street, where the companies of firemen stood
with their blazing torches, awaiting the order
of march, up the 5th avenue to Madison
square. Here the crowd was at its densest,
the Prince and suite being on the balcony of
the hotel. Anne Edwards under the convoy
of Knudsen passed me, just before arriving
there, telling me that Eliza with her father was
further ahead, that they had got parted from
Mat and Sally and their respective companions.
I helped two women out of the crowd into a
side street, and returned to the spectacle
When the line of march commenced, the scene
excelled anything of the sort I have ever witnessed.
The firemen bore torches or lamps and there
was a perfect Vesuvius of parti-colored rockets
and roman candles about the hotel, the bands
played and the Prince acknowledged the cheers
of the companies by touching his hat, after his
fashion. Back to 745, Eliza and her father