About Paris. Richard Harding Davis

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       Richard Harding Davis

      About Paris

      Published by Good Press, 2019

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      EAN 4057664574176

Table of Contents

       ILLUSTRATIONS

       ABOUT PARIS

       II THE SHOW-PLACES OF PARIS NIGHT

       III PARIS IN MOURNING

       IV THE GRAND PRIX AND OTHER PRIZES

       V AMERICANS IN PARIS

ILLUSTRATIONS

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"PARIS HAD TAKEN OFF HER MOURNING"	Frontispiece
"THE CONCIERGE OF EACH HOUSE STOOD CONTINUALLY AT THE FRONT DOOR"	3
"SHE LOOKED DOWN UPON OUR STREET"	9
"WITH A LONG LOAF OF BREAD"	15
"TES DANS LA RUE, VA, T'ES CHEZ TOI"	19
"THE PARTY PROMPTLY BROKE UP"	25
"AND TRANSFORM LONG-HAIRED STUDENTS INTO MEMBERS OF THE INSTITUTE"	31
INSIDE COLUMBIN'S	37
"AND YOU BELIEVE THE GUIDES"	41
THE CHÂTEAU ROUGE	59
AT BRUANT'S	65
AT THE BLACK CAT	71
A CAFÉ CHANTANT	77
ON MONTMARTRE	83
SOME YOUNG PEOPLE OF MONTMARTRE	89
AT THE MOULIN ROUGE	93
AT THE JARDIN DE PARIS	103
PORTRAITS OF CARNOT IN HEAVY BLACK	109
"TO BRING A QUEEN BACK TO PARIS"	115
"THE GIRL WHO REPRESENTED ALSACE"	131
THE RESTAURANT AMONG THE TREES	143
INTERESTED IN THE WINNER	149
"AROUND SOME STATELY DIGNITARY"	159
"THE MAN THAT BROKE THE BANK AT MONTE CARLO"	167
"LISTENING FOR THE VOICE TO SPEAK HIS NAME ONCE MORE"	179
"STANDING ON THEIR FEET FOR HOURS AT A TIME"	187
"THE AMERICAN COLONY IS NOT WICKED"	195
WHAT MIGHT SOME TIME HAPPEN IF THESE WERE LOVE-MATCHES	203
"'I HAVE ONE PICTURE IN THE SALON'"	215

ABOUT PARIS

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      I

       THE STREETS OF PARIS

      The street that I knew best in Paris was an unimportant street, and one into which important people seldom came, and then only to pass on through it to the Rue de Rivoli, which ran parallel with it, or to the Rue Castiglione, which cut it evenly in two. It was to them only the shortest distance between two points, for the sidewalks of this street were not sprinkled with damp sawdust and set out with marble-topped tables under red awnings, nor were there the mirrors and windows of jewellers and milliners along its course to make one turn and look. It was interesting only to those people who lived upon it, and to us perhaps only for that reason. If you judged it by the circumstance that we all spent our time in hanging out of the windows, and that the concierge of each house stood continually at the front door, you would suppose it to be a most interesting thoroughfare, in which things were always happening. What did happen was not interesting to the outsider, and you had to live in it some time before you could appreciate the true value of