I never see any crowd of this kind without thinking how simple and beautiful our institutions are.

Do you ever think of it, Lucia?
What a majestic thing the popular will is!" "Let's hurry, and we may see something," said his wife.
The throng had left Broadway, and had stopped in Grand Street under a balcony in a handsome house.

The music had stopped also, and all faces were turned toward the balcony.

Mr.Bennet and his wife stood at the corner of Broadway.

Suddenly a gentleman took off his hat and waved it violently in the air, and a superb diamond-ring flashed in the torch-light as he did so, while he shouted, "Three cheers for Newt!" There was a burst of huzzas from the crowd--the drums rolled--the boys shrieked and snarled in the tone of various animals--the torches waved--one excited man cried, "One more!"-- there was another stentorian yell, and roll, and wave--after which the band played a short air.