Belles with their ringlets and sun-shades, and beaux with canes and curled moustaches.

Irish women in tawdry finery, and _ladies_ of color with every variety of ornament, and ridiculous imitation of fashion.

Now and then a respectable-looking negro would pass, turning out of the way, instead of jostling along.
"Truly," said Mr.Weston, "Pennsylvania Avenue is the great bazaar of America.

Here are senators and members--three and four walking arm in arm.
Here are gay young men, dressed in the latest style; here is the army and navy button; old people and young children with their nurses; foreigners and natives; people of every shade and hue.

There is our President, walking unattended, as a republican president should walk.