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The Art of Public Speaking — Real Latin Quarter-Frank Berkeley Smith. Machine-transcribed; use the interactive transcript above to jump the player to any line.
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The man with the varnished hat shrugged his shoulders and raised his eyebrows in doubt. He evidently had never heard of the root falguer. Yes, root falguer. The old root, day for no, I continued. Cabby's face broke out into a smile. Ah, we, we, look or die la tan. And it was at the end of this crooked street, through a lane that led into a half court flanked by a row of studio buildings and up one pair of dingy waxed steps, that I found a door bearing the name of the author of the following pages. His visiting card impaled on attack. He was in his shirt sleeves, the thermometer stood at 90 degrees outside, working at his desk, surrounded by half finished sketches and manuscript. The man himself I had met before, I had known him for years in fact, but the surroundings were new to me. So too were his methods of work. Nowadays, when a man would write of the siege of Peking,
or the relief of some South African town with the unpronounceable name, his habit is to rent a room on an uptown avenue, move in an ink stand and pad, and a collection of illustrated papers and encyclopedias. This writer, on the root falguer, shows a different plan. He would come back year after year and study his subject and compile his impressions of the quarter in the very atmosphere of the place itself, within a stone's throw of the Luxembourg gardens and the Pantheon, near the cafes in the bouillet. Next door a few pleas to the public laundry, where his washerwoman pays a few sews for the privilege of pounding his clothes into holes. It all seemed very real to me as I sat beside him and watched him at work. The method delighted me. I have similar ideas myself about the value of his kind of study in outdoor sketching, compared with the labored work of the studio, and I have most positive opinions regarding the quality which comes of it. If then the pages which hear follow have
in them any of the true inwardness of the life they are meant to portray, it is due, I feel, sure, as much to the attitude of the author toward his subject, as much to his ability to seize, retain and express these instantaneous impressions, these flash pictures caught on the spot as to any other merit which they may possess. Nothing can be made really real without it. F. Hopkinson Smith, Paris, August 1901. End of Introduction Chapter 1 of the Real Latin Quarter This liberal arts recording is in the public domain, the Real Latin Quarter by F. Berkeley Smith. Chapter 1. In the Ru, Vos Girard. Like a dry brook, it's cobblestone bed zigzagging past quaint shops and cafes, the Ru, Vos Girard finds its way through the heart of the Latin Quarter.
It is only one in a score of other busy little streets that intersect the quartier Latin. Paris I live on the Ru, Vos Girard, or rather just beside it up in LA and in the corner of a picturesque old courtyard leading to the Levoir Cabriel, a somewhat angelic name for a huge barn-like structure wreaking in suds and steam and noisy with gossiping washerwomen who pay a few sousa-dee there for the privilege of doing their washing. And as my studio windows, the big one with the North light and the other one a narrow slit reaching from the floor to the high ceiling for the taking in of the big canvases one sees at the cello, which are never sold. Overlook both alley and quart. I can see the life and bustle below. This is not the Paris of boulevards, ablaze with light and thronged with travelers of the world, nor big hotels and chic restaurants without prices on the menus. In the latter the major do tell makes a mental inventory of you when you
arrive, and before you have reached your coffee and cigar or before Madame has buttoned her gloves, this well-shaped dignified personage has passed sentence on you, and you pay according to whatever he thinks you cannot afford. I knew a fellow once who ordered a peach in winter at one of these smart taverns, and was obliged to wire home for money the next day. In the quartier, Latin, the price is always such an important factor that it is marked plainly, and often the garçon will remind you of the cost of the dish you select in case you have not read a write. For in this true Bohemia, one's daily fortune is the one necessity so often lacking that any error in regard to its expenditure is a serious matter. In one of the well-known restaurants, here celebrated as a rendezvous for artists, a waiter, as he took a certain millionaires orders for asparagus, said, does Miss here know that asparagus costs five francs, at all times of the day and most of the night
the rue Bojirar is busy. During the morning, push carts loaded with red gooseberries, green peas, fresh sardines, and macrol, their sides shining like silver, line the curb in front of the small shops. Dominative donkeys harnessed to picture-esque two-wheel carts piled high with vegetables, twitched their long ears and doves in the shady corners of the street. The gutters flushed with clear water, flash in the sunlight. Baskets full of red roses and white carnations, at a few sews the armful, brightened the cool shade of the alleys leading to courtyard of wild gardens, many of which are filled with odd collections of sculpture discarded from the atelier's. Old women and linen caps and girls and felt slippers and leather-covered seabows, market baskets unarm, gossiping groups or hurry along the narrow sidewalk, stopping at the butchers or the bakers to buy the disjane. Should you breakfast in your studio and do your own marketing, you will meet with enough politeness in the buying of a pate and artichoke and a bottle
of vent or d'air to supply a court welcoming a distinguished guest. Politeness is second nature to the Parisian. It is the key to one's daily life here, the oil that makes this finesse of civilization run smoothly. Bonjour, Madame, says the well-to-do proprietor of the tobacco shop and cafe to an old woman buying a sews worth of snuff. Bonjour, Monsieur, replies the woman with a nod. Merci, Madame, continues the fat patron as he drops the sewn to his till. Merci, Monsieur, Merci, and she secreats the package in her netted reticule and hobbles out into the sunny street while the patron attends to the wands of three draymen who have clamored down from their heavy carts for a friendly chat and a little vermouth. A polished zinc bar runs the length of the low ceiling groom, a narrow winding stairway in one corner leads to the living apartments above. Behind the bar shine three well-apolished square mirrors and ranged in front of these
each in its zinc rack are the favorite beverages of the quarter. Anacet, Absinth, Menth, Grenadine, each in zinc-stoppered bottles like the ones in the barber shops. At the end of the little bar, Acoche is having his morning tipple. The black brim of his yellow, glazed hat resting on his coarse red ears. He is in his shirt sleeves, coat slung over his shoulder and whip in hand. He is on the way to get his horse and watch your for the day. To be even a coche in Paris is considered a profession. If he dines at 630 and you hail him to take you as he rattles past, he will make his brief apologies to you without slackening his pace and go on to his pla de jour and bottle of wine at his favorite rendezvous, dedicated to the faithful coche. An hour later he emerges, well fed, revives his knee sprung horse, lights a fresh cigarette, cracks his whip like a package of torpedoes and goes clattering off in search of a customer.
The shops along the rue Vogirar are marbles of neatness. The butcher shop with its red front is iron-bired like the lion's cage in the circus. Inside the cage are some choice specimens of fillets, rounds of beef, death masks of departed calves, cutlets and chops in paper pantilets. On each article is placed a brass sign with the current price thereon. In Paris nothing is wasted. A placard outside the butchers announces an occasion consisting of a mule and a donkey, both of guaranteed premiere qualité. And the butcher, a thick set powerfully built fellow with blue black hair, curly like a bulls and shining in pomade, with fierce mustache in the same dye waxed into two formidable points like skewers. Dangling over his white apron and suspended by a heavy chain about his waist, he carries the long steel spike which sharpens his knives. All this paraphernalia gives him a very
fierce appearance, like the executioner in the play. But you will find him a mile kindly man after all, who takes his absent slowly, with a fund of good humor after his days work, and his family to vincennes on Sundays. The windows two of these little shops are studies in decoration. If it happens to be a problem in eggs, cheese, butter and milk, all these are arranged artistically with fresh grape leaves between the white rows of milk bottles and under the cheese. Often the leaves form a nest for the white eggs, the fresh ones, the hard boiled ones are dyed a bright crimson. There are china hearts too filled with double cream and cream in little brown pots, roke for cheese and camembert, issigny and pom levec and chopped spinach. Delicatessen shops display gallantines of chicken, the windows banked with shining cans of sardines and herrings from de'ep, liver patees and creations in jelly, tiny sausages of doubtful stuffing
and occasional yellow ones like the ad firecracker of the pack. Grocery shops, their interiors resembling the toy ones of our childhood, are brightened with cones of snowy sugar and blue paper jackets, the wooden drawers filled with spices. Here too one can get an excellent light wine for eight souses the bottle. As the day begins the early morning cries drift up from the street, at six the fissure women with their push carts go their rounds, each singing the beauties of her wares. Wala, le bou, makarou, chants the sturdy vendor, her seboes clacking over the cobblets as she pushes the cart or stops and weighs a few souses worth of fish to a passing purchaser. The goat boy piping his obelike air passes the goat scrambling ahead alert to steal a carrot or a bite of cabbage from the nearest cart. And when these have passed the little org du barberi plays its repertoire of quadrilles and walses under your window. It is a very sweet toned organ,
this little org du barberi with a plaintive apologetic tone and a flute obligato that would do credit to many a small orchestra. I know this small organ well, an old friend on dreary mornings, putting the laziest riser in a good humor for the day. The tunes are never changed, but they are all inoffensive and many of them pretty, and to the shrunken old man who grinds them out daily, they are no doubt by this time all alike. It is growing late in time for one's coffee, the little tobacco shop and cafe around the corner I find an excellent place for cafe ole. The coffee is delicious and made when one chooses to arrive, not stewed like soup, iridescent in color and bitter with chickery as one finds it in many of the small french hotels. Two croissants, flaky and hot from the bakery next door and three generous paths of unsalted butter complete this morning's repast. At all for the modest sum of 12 sues, with three sues to the garçon
who serves you with which he is well pleased. I have forgotten a companionable cat who each morning takes her seat on the long lothers aty beside me and shares my croissants. The cats are considered important members of nearly every family in the quarter. Big yellow and gray angoras, small alert tortoise shell ones, tiger-like end of planar breed and more intelligence, bask in the doorways or asleep on the marble-topped tables of the cafes. Kesiketuvi, my povra mimi, condoles Celeste as she approaches the family feline. Mimi stretches her full length extending and retracting her claws rolls on her back, turns her big yellow eyes to Celeste and muse. The next moment she is picked up and carried back into the house like a stray child. At noon the streets seem deserted except for the sound of occasional laughter and the rattle of dishes coming from the smaller restaurants as one passes.
At this hour these places are full of workmen in white and blue blouses and young girls from the neighboring factories. They are all laughing and talking together. A big fellow in a blue gingham blouse attempts to kiss the little milliner opposite him at the table. She evades him and screaming with laughter picks up her skirts and darts out of the restaurant and down the street. The big fellow close on her dainty heels. A second later he has overtaken her and picking her up bodily in his strong arms carries her back to her seat where he places her in her chair, the little milliner by this time quite out of breath with laughter and quite happy. This little episode affords plenty of amusement to the rest of the crowd. They wildly applaud the good-humored captain who orders another leader of red wine for those present and everyone is merry. The Parisian takes his hour for Desjenae no matter what awaits him. It is the hour when lovers meet two. Edmund, working in the Atelier for the reproduction of Louis XVI furniture, meets Louise
coming from her work on baby's caps in the rue des Saint-Pères. At precisely 1210 on the corner of the rue Vogidaire and the boulevard Montparnasse. Louise comes without her hat, her hair in an adorable quaffure, as neatly arranged as a gaseous. Her skirt held tightly to her hips, disclosing her small feet in low slippers. There is a golden rule, I believe, in the French catechism which says, it is better, child, that thy hair be neatly dressed than that thou shouts to have a whole froc. And so Louise is content, the two breakfasts on a ragu and a bottle of wine while they talk of going on Sunday to Saint-Père for the day. And so they must be economical this week. Yes, they will surely go to Saint-Cloud and spend all day in the woods. It is the second Sunday in the month, and the Fountains will be playing. They will take their days' jenae with them. Louise will of course see to this, and Edmund will bring cigarettes enough for two and the wine. Then, when the stars are out, they will take one of the Batot-Mousch back to Paris.
Dear Paris, the Paris of youth, of love, and of romance. This is Matt Rodgers from Los Culturistas with Matt Rodgers and Bowen Yang. This is Bowen Yang from Los Culturistas with Matt Rodgers and Bowen Yang. You know when people try a new food and suddenly it's like, wait, that's the reaction. A lot people are having when they first try Cupid Mayo. It's the one with the red cap and the little baby on the bottle. You've probably seen it in the grocery store before. And if you've ever just walked past it, some people would say that's a huge mistake because this mayo is different. Most mayonnaise uses whole eggs. Cupid only uses egg yolks, which gives it this rich umami flavor. It's smoother, deeper, and almost buttery. Once people try it, they start putting it on everything. Egg sandwiches, fries, burgers, some fans even swear by dipping pizza crust in it. And once you notice it, you start seeing it everywhere. Chefs use it, restaurants use it. People who really care about flavor use it. Never try it. Grab the bottle with the red cap next time you're out the store. Put it on just about anything. Then you'll understand. Cupid, the original Japanese mayonnaise.
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The pulse of the quarter begins really to beat at 6 p.m. at this hour the streets are alive with throngs of workmen after their days work seeking their favorite cafes to enjoy their apperateeves with their comrades and women hurrying back from their work many to their homes and children buying the dinner and route. Henriette who soels all day at one of the fashionable dress makers in the Ru Dulepe trips along over the Poen Neuf to her small room in the quarter to put on her best dress and white kid slippers for it is bouillet night and she is going to the ball with two friends of her cousin in the twilight and from my studio window the swallows like black cinders against the yellow sky dart and swoop above the forest of chimney pots and tiled and gabled roofs it is the hour to dine and with this thought upper most in everyone's mind studio doors are slammed and night keys tucked in pockets and arm and arm the poet and the artist swing along to that evening mecca of good bohemians the boulevare sama shel
end of chapter one chapter two of the real Latin quarter this liberal arts recording is in the public domain the real Latin quarter by f Berkeley Smith chapter two the boulevare sama shel from the plus sama shel this ever gay and crowded boulevare descends along incline up which the tired horses tug at the traces of the fiatris and the big double decked steam trams crawl until they reach the Luxembourg gardens and so on a level road as far as the plus to loves over to our within this length lies the life of the bull mich nearly every highway has its popular side and on the bull mich it is the left one coming up from the sin here are the cafes and from five p.m. until long past midnight the life of the quartier
pours by them students soldiers families poets artists sculptors wives and sweethearts bicycle girls the modern grissette the shopgirl and the model occurs beggars and vagrants yet the word vagrant is a misnomer in this city where economy has reached a finesse that is marvelous that fellow in filth and rags shuffling along his eyes scrutinizing like a hungry rat every nook and corner under the cafe tables on the terrace carries a stick spiked with a pin the next instant he has raked the butt of your discarded cigarette from beneath your feet with the dexterity of a groupie the butt he adds to the collection in his filthy pocket and shuffles on to the next cafe it will go so far at least toward paying for his absent he is hungry but it is the absent for which he is working he is a marchand de maigot it is his profession one finds every type of restaurant tavern and cafe along the boule mish
there are small restaurants whose plod de jour might be traced to some faithful steed finding a final oblivion in a brown sauce and onions an important item for a coarse dinner to be had with the wine included for one frank fifty there are brasseries too gloomy by day and brilliant by night dispensing good Munich beer in two shades and German and French food whose rich interiors in carved black oak imitation goblin and stained glass are never half illumined until the lights are lit all day when the sun blazes and the awnings are down sheltering those chatting on the terrace the interiors of these bazaeries appear dark and cavernous the clientele sombre too and in keeping with the place silent poets long haired pale and always writing serious minded lawyers lunching alone and fat merchants who eat and drink methodically then there are bazaar cafes like the dark core crowded at night with noisy women tadry and
ostrich plumes cheap feather boas and much rouge the dark core at midnight is ablaze with light but the crowd is common and you move on up the boulevard under the trees past the shops full of quartet fashions velvet coats with standing collars buttoning close under the chin flamboyant black silk scarf's tied in a huge bow queer broad brimmed black hats without which no types wardrobe is complete on the corner facing the square and opposite the luxembourg gate is the tavern du pantheon this is the most brilliant cafe and restaurant of the quarter forming a v with its long terrace at the corner of the boulevard and the rousse souffle at the head of which towers the superb dome of the pantheon it is six p.m. and the terrace four rose deep with little round tables is rapidly filling the white apron garçons are hurrying about or squeezing past your table as they take the
various orders on demie oh shouts the garçon du panneau not your du grise another and presently the omnibus in his black apron hurrys to your table holding between his knuckles by their necks a half dozen bottles of different aperitifs for it is he who fills your glass it is the custom to do most of one's correspondence in these cafes the garçon brings you a portfolio containing note paper a bottle of violet ink an impossible pen that spatters and a sheet of pink blotting paper that does not absorb with these and your aperitif the place is yours as long as you choose to remain no one will ask you to move on or pay the slightest attention to you should you happen to be a cannibal chief from the south seas and dine in a green silk high hat and a necklace of your latest captives teeth you would occasion a passing glance perhaps but you would not be a sensation
Celeste would say to Henriette regarde sa Henriette et il drôle sous sovage and Henriette would reply quite assuringly ébien croix c'est passé extraordinaire il est le pote de Madagascar il y en a bocou a pari mentenau there is no phase of character or eccentricity of dress that Paris has not seen nor will your waiter polish off the marble top of your table with the hope that your ordinary sensibility will suggest another drink it would be beneath his professional dignity as a good garçon de café the two sous-jeu of given him as a poor boire he is well satisfied with and expresses his contentment in a marcee Monsieur ma s'y the final syllable ending in a little hiss prolonged in proportion to his satisfaction after this just formality you will find him ready to see the point of a joke or discuss the current topics of the day he is intelligent, independent,
very polite but never servile it is difficult now to find a vacant chair on the long terrace a group of students are having a pair know after a long days work at the atelier they finish their absent and then arm in arm start off to madame poivreze for dinner it is cheap there besides the little boit with its dingy room and sawdust floor is a favorite haunt of theirs and the good old lady with her credit slate is a friendly refuge in time of need at your left sits a girl in bicycle bloomers yellow tanned shoes and short black socks pulled up snug to her sunburned calves she is just ridden in from the wild to balloon and his scorched half the way back to meet her officier in pale blue the two are deep in conversation farther on our four older men accompanied by a pale sweet faced woman of thirty her blue black hair brought in a bando over her dainty ears she is
the model of the gray haired man on the left a man of perhaps fifty with kindly intelligent eyes and strong nervous expressive hands hands that know how to model a colossal Greek warhorse plunging in battle or create a nymph scarcely a foot high out of a lump of clay so charmingly that the French government has not only bought the nymph but given him a little red ribbon for his pains he is telling the others of a spot he knows in Normandy where one can paint full of quaint farm houses with thatched roofs picture-esque road sides rich in foliage bright waving fields and cool green woods and purling streams quaint gardens choked with lavender and roses and hollyhocks and all this fair land running to the white sand of the beach with the blue sea beyond he will write to old pear Jacqueline that they are all coming it is just the place in which to pose a model and plan ad and Suzanne his model being a normand herself grows enthusiastic at the thought of
going down again to the sea long before she became a parisian and when her beautiful hair was a tangled shock of curls she used to go out in the big boats with the fisherwomen barefooted brown and happy she tells them of those good days and then they all go into the tavern to dine filled with the idea of the new trip and dreaming of dinners under the trees of treep alamode de can normandy citer and a lot of new sketches besides already the tables within are well filled the long room with its newer annexes as brilliant as a jewel box the walls rich in tile panels suggesting the life of the quarter the woodwork in gold and light oak the big panels of the rich gold ceiling exquisitely painted at one of the tables two very chic young women are dining with the young Frenchman his hair and dress and close imitation of the du d'Orlion these poses and dress are not uncommon
a strikingly pretty woman in a scarlet spangled gown as red as her lips is dining with a well-built soldierly looking man in black this side by side as is the custom here the woman reminds one of a red lizard a salamander her svelte body seeming boneless in its gown of clinging scales her hair is purple black and freshly undoolayed her skin is white as ivory she is the habit of throwing back her small well-posed head while under their delicately penciled lids her gray eyes take in the room at a glance she is not of the quarter but the tavern de panteone is a refuge for her at times when she grows tired of palares and mexines and her quarreling retinue let them howl on the other bank of the sin says this empress of the half world to herself i dine with raoul where i please and now one glittering red arm with its small heavily jeweled hand glides toward raoul's open cigarette case and
in withdrawing a cigarette she presses for a moment his big strong hand as he holds near her polished nails the flaming match her companion watches her as she smokes and talks now and then he leans closer to her squaring his broad shoulders and bending lower his strong determined face as he listens to her half amused replying to her questions leisurely in short crisp sentences suddenly she stamps one little foot savagely under the table and clenching her jeweled hands breeds heavily she is trembling with rage the man at her side hunches his great shoulders flicks the ashes from his cigarette looks at her keenly for a moment and then smiles in a moment she is herself again almost penitent this little savage half-romanian half-russian has never known what it was to be ruled she is seen men grow white when she has stamped her little foot but this big raoul whom she loves who once held a garrison with a handful of men he does not tremble she loves him for his devil
me care indifference and he enjoys her temper but the salamander remembers there are some whom she dominated until they groveled like slaves at her feet even the great Russian nobleman turned pale when she dictated to him archery and with the voice of an angel the price of his freedom poor fool he shot himself the next day used the salamander yes and even the adamant old banker in Paris crabbed stern unrelenting to his debtors shivered in his boots and ended in signing away half as fortune to her and moved his family into a permanent chateau in the country where he keeps himself busy with his shooting and his books as it grows late the tavern becomes more and more animated everyone is talking and having a good time the room is bewildering in gay color the hum of conversation is everywhere and as there is a corresponding row of tables across the low narrow room friendly greetings and often conversations are kept up from one side to the other the dinner
as it progresses assumes the air of a big family party of good bohemians the French do not bring their misery with them to the table to dine is to enjoy oneself to the utmost in fact the French people cover their disappointment sadness annoyances greater petty troubles under a mask of blog and have such an innate dislike of sympathy or ridicule that they avoid it by turning everything into blog this veneer is misleading where at heart the French are sad not to speak of their in most feelings does not on the other hand prevent them at times from being most confidential often the merist exchange of courtesy's between those sharing the same compartment in a train or a seat on a bus seems to be a sufficient introduction for your neighbor to tell you where he comes from where he is going whether he is married or single whom his daughter married and what regiment his son is in these little confidences often end in his offering you half his bottle of wine and extending to you his cigarettes if you have finished dinner you go out on the terrace for your coffee
the fuck years are passing up and down in front selling their wares little rabbits wonderfully life like that can jump along your table and sit on their hind legs and wag their ears toy snakes small ledden pigs for good luck and novelties of every description here one sees women with baskets of a crevice boiled scarlet an acrobat tumbles on the pavement and two men and a girl as a marine a soldier and a vivendeer in silvered faces and suits pose a melodramatic attitudes the vivendeer is rescued alternately from a speedy death by the marine and the soldier presently a little old woman approaches rivolt and smiling in her faded fur below's now in rags she sings in a piping voice and executes between the verses a tottering pasu her eyes ever smiling as if she still saw over the glare of the footlights in the haze beyond the vast audience of bygone days smiling as if she still heard the big orchestra and saw the leader with his vibrant baton
watching her every movement she is over 70 now and was once a premier dances at the opera but you have not seen all of the tavern depent the own yet there is an american bar downstairs at least so the sign reads at the top of a narrow stairway leading to a small tavern like room with a sawdust floor heavy deal tables and wooden stools in front of the bar are high stools that one climbs up on and has a lukewarm whiskey soda next to evan and marcell we're both singing the latest catch of the day at the top of their lungs until they are howled at to keep still or lifted bodily off their high stools by the big fellow in the type hat who has just come in before a long table at one end of the room is the crowd of american students singing in a chorus the table is full now for many have come from dinners at other cafes to join them at one end and acting as interlocutor for this impromptu menstrual show presides one of the best fellows in
the world he rises solemnly his genial round face reed in a subtle smile and announces that he will sing by earnest request that popular aballad towards summer and the little birds were singing in the trees there are some especially fine barber cords in this popular diddy and the words are so touching that it is repeated over and over again then it is sung softly like the farmhand quartets do in the rural meladrama outside the old homestead in harvest time oh i tell you it's a truly rural octet listen to that exhibition-based voice of jimmy sands and that wandering tenor of tommy whiteing and as the last chord dies away over the fields presumably a shout goes up how's that out of sight comes the general verdict from the crowd and bang go a dozen beer glasses in unison on the heavy table oh kessebo cries me me leading the successful chorus in a new vocal number with edmunds walking stick but this time it is a french song and the whole room is singing it
including our old friend miss your frank the barkeeper who is mixing one of his famous concoctions which are never twice quite alike but are better than if they were the harmonic beauties of towards summer and the little birds were singing in the trees are still in exhausted but it sadly needs a piano accompaniment with this it would be perfect and so the whole crowd including evan and celeste and marcell and the two frenchmen and the girl in the bicycle clothes start for jack Thompson's studio in the rue de fourno where there is a piano that even if the candles in the little louis the sixteenth brackets do burn low and spill down the keys and the punch rusts the strings it will still retain that beautiful rich tone that every french upright at seven frank possesses this is mat rogers from lost culture east us with mat rogers and bow and yang this is bow and yang from lost culture east of mat rogers and bow and yang you know when people try out new food and suddenly it's like wait that's the reaction a lot of people are having when
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moulin Rouge a place suggestive to those who have never seen it of the quintessence of perission devil-me-care guayate you expected to be like those clever pen and ink drawings of grievance of the old jardin ma vie in its palmiest days brilliant with lights and beautiful women extravagantly gowned and be jeweled you expect to see Frenchman too in pot hats crowding in a circle about fifine who is dancing some mad can can half hidden in a swirl of point lace her small polished boots alternately poised above her dainty head and when she is finished you expect her to be carried off to supper at the mizone d'aurie by the big fierce-looking Russian who has been watching her and whose victoria with its spanking team black and glossia satan champion their silver bits outside awaiting her pleasure but in all these anticipations you will be disappointed for the famous jardin ma vie is no more and the ground where it once stood in the shams a lise is now built up with
private residences fifine is gone too years ago and most of the old gentleman and pot hats who used to watch her are buried or about to be few Frenchman ever go to the moulin rouge but every american does on his first night in paris and emerges with enough cab fare to return him to his hotel where he arrives with the positive conviction that the red mill with its slowly revolving sales lurid in crimson lights was constructed especially for him you remember his first impressions of paris that very morning as his train rolled into the garr Saint-Lazar his aunt could wait until tomorrow to see the tomb of Napoleon but he would see the moulin rouge first and to be an ample time ordered dinner early in his expensive morgue like hotel I remember once a few hours after my arrival in paris walking up the long hill to the plasplosh at 2 p.m. under a blazing July sun to see if they did not give a matinee at the moulin rouge
the place was closed as his needless to say and the policeman I found pacing his beat outside when I asked him what day they gave a matinee put his thumbs in his sword belt looked at me quizzically for a moment and then roared the moulin rouge is in full blast every night in the day time it is being aired farther up in moulin rouge up a steep cobbly hill past quaint little shops and cafes the hill becoming so steep that your cab horse finally refuses to climb further and you get out and walk up to the moulin d'Ola Galet you find it a far different type of ball from the moulin rouge for it is not made for the stranger and its clientele is composed of the rougher element of that quarter a few years ago the Galet was not the safest of places for a stranger to go alone since then however this ancient granary and mill that is served as a ballroom for so many years has undergone a radical change in management but it is still a clicky place
full of a lot of habituaries who regard a stranger as an intruder should you by accident step on Marcel's dress or jostle her villainous looking escort you will be apt to get into a rile beginning with a mode of attack you are possibly ignorant of for these macaro fight with their feet having developed this manly art of self-defense to a point of dexterity more to be evaded than admired and while Marcel's escort with a swinging kick smashes your nose with his heel his pals will take the opportunity to kick you in the back so if you go to the Galet go with a parision or some of the students of the quarter but if you must go alone keep your eyes on the band it is a good band too and its chef d'orchestra besides being a clever musical director is a popular composer as well go out from the ballroom into the tiny garden and up the ladder like stairs to the rock above crowned with the old windmill and look over the iron railing far below you swimming
in a faint mist under the summer stars all paris lies glittering at your feet you will find the ball bouillet of the Latin quarter far different from the balls of momentra it forms with its grandfet on Thursday nights a sort of social event of the week in this quarter of bohemians just as the Friday afternoon promenade does in the Luxembourg garden if you dine at the tavern du pantheon on a Thursday night you will find that the tavern is half deserted by ten o'clock and that everyone is leaving and walking up the boule mish toward the bouillet follow them and as you reach the plus l'observatoire and turn a sharp corner to the left you will see the facade of this famous ball allumined by a sizzling blue electric light over the entrance the facade with its colored bar reliefs of students and grissets reminds one of the proscenium of a Tory theater back of this shallow wall bristle the tops of the trees in the garden adjoining the big ballroom both of
which are below the level of the street and are reached by a broad wooden stairway the ball bouillet was founded in 1847 previous to this there existed the close-air de l'ila on the boulevard momparnasse you pass along with the line of waiting poets and artists by a green ticket for two Franks at the little cubby hole of a box office are divested of your stick by one of half a dozen white capped matrons at the vestier hand your ticket to an elderly gentleman in a silk hat and funerial clothes at the top of the stairway sent an old by a guard of two soldiers and the next instant you see the ball and full swing below you there was nothing disappointing about the ball bouillet it is all you expected it to be and more to below you is a veritable whirlpool of girls and students a vast sea of heads and a dazzling display of colors and lights and animation little shrieks and screams fill your ears as the orchestra crashes into the last page of a gallop quickening the pace until
evans little feet slip and her cheeks glow and her eyes grow bright and half her pretty golden hair gets smashed over her impudent little nose then the gallop is brought up with a quick finish B B B encore comes from every quarter of the big room and the conductor with his traditional good nature begins again he knows it is wiser to humor them and off they go again still faster until all are out of breath and rush into the garden for a breath of cool air and a sit-tourne glassy and what a pretty garden it is full of beautiful trees and dotted with brown iron tables and laid out in white gravel walks the garden is sloping gently back to a fountain at a grotto and an artificial cascade all in one with a figure of Venus in the center over which the water splashes and trickles there was a green lattice prasinium too surrounding the fountain illuminated with colored lights and outlined in tiny flames of gas
and grotto like alcoves circling the garden each with a table and broom for two the ballroom from the garden presents a brilliant contrast as one looks down upon it from under the trees but the orchestra has given its signal a short bugle call announcing a quadril and those in the garden are running down into the ballroom to hunt up their partners the bouillet orchestra will interest you they play with a snap and fire and a temple that is irresistible they have played together so long that they have become known as the best of all the ball orchestras the leader too is interesting tall and gaunt with wild deep sunken eyes resembling those of an old eagle now and then he turns his head slowly as he leads and rests these keen penetrating orbs on the sea of dancers below him then with baton raised above his head he brings his orchestra into the wild finale of the quadril piccolos and clarinets symbols
base vials and violins all in one mad race to the end but so well trained that not a note is lost in the scramble and they finish under the wire to a man amid cheers from meami and celeste and encor and beases from everyone else who has breath enough left to shout with often after an annual dinner of one of the atelier's the entire body of students will march into the bouillet three hundred strong and take a good-natured possession of the place there have been some serious demonstrations in the quarter by the students who can form a small army when combined but as a rule you will find them a good-natured lot of fellows who are out for all the humor and fun they can create at the least expense but in June 1893 a serious demonstration by the students occurred for these students can fight as well as dance senator barangay having read one morning in the courier france and account of the revelry and nudity of several of the best-known models of
the quarter at the quatsar ball brought a charge against the organizers of the ball and several of the models whose beauty unadorned had made them conspicuous on this most festive occasion at the ensuing trial several celebrated beauties and idols of the Latin quarter were convicted and sentenced to a short term of imprisonment and find a hundred francs each these sentences were however remitted but the majority of the students would not have it thus and wanted further satisfaction a mass meeting was held by them in the plas de la sabron the police were in force there to stop any disturbance and up to ten o'clock at night the crowd was held in control it was a warm June night and every student in the quarter was keyed to a high state of excitement finally a great crowd of students formed in front of the cafe dot core opposite the so bone things were at fever heat the police became rough and in the roul that ensued somebody hurled one of the heavy stone match safes from a cafe table at one of the policemen who in his excitement
picked it up and hurled it back into the crowd it struck and injured fatally an innocent outsider who was taken to the charity hospital in the rue jacob and died there on the following monday another mass meeting of students was held in the plas de la sabron who after the meeting formed in a body and marched to the chamber of deputies crying cuspway du pui who was then president of the chamber a number of deputies came out on the portico in the terrace and smilingly reviewed the demonstration while the students hurled their anathema at them the leaders and men in the front rank of this howling mob trying to climb over the high railing in front of the terrace and shouting that the police were responsible for the death of one of their comrades the government fearing further trouble and wishing to avoid any disturbance on the day of the funeral of the victim of the riot in the plas sorbon deceived the public as to the hour
when it would occur this exasperated the students so that they began one of those demonstrations for which paris is famous by three p.m. the next day the courtier latin was in a state of siege these poets and painters and sculptors and musicians tore up the rue jacob and constructed barricades near the hospital where their comrades had died they tore up the rue bonaparte too at the plas de Saint Germain de Pre and built barricades composed of overturned omnibuses and tram cars and newspaper booths they smashed windows and everything else in sight to get even with the government and the smiling deputies and the murderous police and then the troops came and the affair took a different turn in three days thirty thousand troops were in Paris principally cavalry many of the regiments coming from as far away as the center of France with these and the police and the guard republican against them the students melted away like a handful of snow in
the sun but the demonstrations continued spasmodically for two or three days longer and the little crooked streets like the rue de four were kept clear by the cavalry trotting abreast in and out and dodging around corners their black horse tail plumes waving and helmets shining it is sufficient to say that the vast army of artists and poets were routed to a man and driven back into the more peaceful atmosphere of their studios but the bouillet is closing and the crowd is pouring out into the cool air i catch a glimpse of yvonne with six students all in one fiaccola but yvonne has been given the most comfortable place they have put her in the hood and the next instant they are rattling away to the pantheon for supper if you walk down with the rest you will pass dozens of jale groups singing and rumping and dancing along down the boomish to the tavern for a bak and some acruvise
with youth good humor and a louis all the world seems gay end of chapter three chapter four of the real Latin quarter this libravox recording is in the public domain the real Latin quarter by f Berkeley Smith chapter four ball de cazar of all the balls in Paris the annual ball de cazar stands unique this costume ball is given every year in the spring by the students of the different atelier's each atelier buying with the others in creation of the various floats and corteshes and in the artistic effect and historical correctness of the costumes the first cazar ball was given in 1892 it was a primitive affair compared with the later ones but it was a success and immediately the cazar ball was put into the hands of clever organizers
and became a studied event in all its artistic sense months are spent in the creation of spectacles and in the costuming of students and models prizes are given for the most successful organizations and a jury composed of painters and sculptors passes upon your costume as you enter the ball and if you do not come up to their artistic standard you are unceremoniously turned away students who have been successful in getting into the cazar for years often fail to pass into this bewildering display of beauty and brains owing to their costume not possessing enough artistic originality or merit to pass the jury it is of course a difficult matter for one who is not an enrolled member of one of the great atelier's of painting architecture or sculpture to get into the cazar and even after one's ticket is assured you may fail to pass the jury imagine this ball with its procession of moving teblo a huge float comes along depicting the stone
age and the primitive man every detail carefully studied from the museums another represents the last day of Babylon one sees a nude captive her golden hair and white flesh in contrast with the black velvet litter on which she is bound being carried by a dozen stalwart black amores followed by camels bearing nude slaves and the spoils of a captured city as the ball continues until daylight it resembles a baccalaen fet in the days of the Romans but all through it one is impressed by its artistic completeness its studied splendor and permissible license so long as a costume or the lack of it produces an artistic result one sees the mise en scène of a barbaric court produced by the architects of an atelier all the various details constructed from carefully studied sketches with maybe a triumphal throne of some barbaric king with his slaves the whole costume and done in a studied magnificence that takes one's breath away again an atelier of painters may reproduce the
frees of the parthenon in color another a float or a decoration suggesting the works of their master the room becomes a thing of splendor for it is as gorgeous as spectacle as the cleverest of the painters sculptors and architects can make it and is the result of careful study and all for the love of it for the great cots out of ball is an event looked forward to for months special instructions are issued to the different atelier's while the ball is in preparation and the following one is a translation in part from the notice issued before the great ball of 99 as this is a special and private notice to the atelier its contents may be interesting ball de cazah moulin Rouge 21 April 1899 doors open at 10 pm and closed at midnight the card of admission is absolutely personal to be taken by the committee before the opening of the ball the committee will be masked and comrades without their personal card will be refused at
the door the cards must carry the name and quality of the artist and bear the stamp of his atelier costumes are absolutely necessary the soldier the dress suit blacker in color the monk the blouse the domino kitchen boy lofer bicycleist and other nauseous types are absolutely prohibited should the weather be bad comrades are asked to wait in their carriages as the committee in control cannot under any pretext neglect guarding the artistic effect of the ball during any confusion that might ensue a great feed will take place in the grand hall the buffet will serve as usual individual suppers and baskets for two persons the committee wishes specially to bring the attention of their comrades to the question of women whose cards of admission must be delivered as soon as possible so as to enlarge their attendance always insufficient prizes champagne will be distributed to the atelier's who made distinguished themselves by the artistic merit and beauty of their female
display all the women who compete for these prizes will be assembled on the grand staircase before the orchestra the nude as always is prohibited the question of music at the head of the procession is of the greatest importance and those comrades who are musical will please give their names to the delegates of the atelier's your goodwill in this line is asked for any great worthless capacity in this line will do as they always play the same tune they pump you the committee 1899 for days before the cots out ball all is excitement among the students who do as little work as possible and rest themselves for the great event the favorite wit of the different atelier's is given the task of painting the banner of the atelier which is carried at the head of the several cortesches one of these in bujeros atelier depicted their master caricatured as a cupid the
boys once constructed an elephant with oriental trappings an elephant that could wag his ears and lift his trunk and snort and after the two fellows who formed respectfully the front and hind legs of this knowing beast had practiced sufficiently to proceed with him safely at the head of a cortesha of slave girls notch dancers and manacled captives the big beast created a success in the procession at the cots out ball after the ball in the gray morning light they marched it back to the atelier where it remained for some weeks finally becoming such a nuisance kicking around the atelier and getting in everybody's way that the boys agreed to give it to the first junk man that came around but as no junk man came and as no one could be found to care for it's now sadly battered hulk it's good riddance became a problem what to do with the elephant that was the question at last the two who had sweltered in its dusty frame that eventful night at the cots are
hit upon an idea they marched it one day up the boulevard sends your men to the cafe de ma go followed by a crowd of people who when it reached the cafe assembled around it everyone asking what it was for or rather what it was for the beast head by now lost much of the resemblance of its former self when half the street became blocked with the crowd the two wise gentleman crawled out of its four and aft and quickly mingled unnoticed with the bystanders then they disappeared in the crowd leaving the elephant standing in the middle of the street those who had been expecting something to happen a circus or the rest of the parade to come along stood around a while and then the police realizing that they had an elephant on their hands carted the thing away swearing meanwhile at the atelier and everyone connected with it the cafes near the odion just before the beginning of the ball are filled with students in costume gladiators hobnob at the tables with savages in scanty attire roman soldiers and students in the garb of the ancients strut about or chat in groups while
the uninvited resets and models who have not received invitations from the committee implore them for tickets tickets are not transferable and should one present himself at the entrance of the ball with another fellow's ticket he would run small chance of entering what atelier commands the jury coromone the student answers while the jury glances at his makeup to the left cries the jury and you pass into the ball but if you are unknown they will say simply kune pa to the right and you pass down a long covered alley confident if you are a nouveau that it leads to the ballroom until you suddenly find yourself in the street where your ticket is torn up and all hope of entering is gone it is hopeless to attempt to describe the hours until morning of this annual artistic orgy as the morning light comes in through the windows it is strange to see the affected diffused daylight electricity and gas the bluish light of early morning reflected on the flesh tones
upon nearly 3,000 girls and students in costumes one might expect to see in a baccanylian feast just before the fall of room now they form a huge circle the front row sitting on the floor the second row squatting the third seated in chairs the fourth standing so that all can see the dancing that begins in the morning hours the wild impromptu dancing of the moment a famous beauty her black hair bound in a golden filet with a circle wrought in silver and studied with oriental turquoise's clasping her superb torso throws her sandals to the crowd and begins an oriental dance a thing of grace and beauty fired with the intensity of the innate nature of this beautifully modeled daughter of Bohemia as the dance ends there is a cry of delight from the great circle of barbarians long live the katsar they cry amid cheers for the dancer the ball closes about seven in the morning when the long procession forms to return to the Latin quarter some marching
other students and girls in cabs and on top of them many girls riding the horses down they come from the mungan rouge shouting singing and yelling heads are thrust out of windows and a volley of badenage passes between the fantastic procession and those who have heard them coming finally the great open court of the Louvre is reached here a halt is made at a general romp occurs a girl and a type climb one of the tall lamp posts and prepare to do a mid-air balancing act when rescued by the others at last at the end of all this horse play the marches resumed over the pont du caracel and so on cheered now by those going to work until the odio is reached here the odd procession disbands some go to their favorite cafes where the festivities are continued some to sleep in their costumes or what remains of them wherever fortune lands them others to studios where the gayity is often kept up for days ah but life is not all color
the rose in this true bohemia one day says little margarit she who lives in the rume mong one eats and the next day one doesn't it is always like that is it not missier and it costs so much to live and so you see missier life is always a fight this is mat roger's from lost culture east us with mat roger's and bow and yang this is bow and yang from lost culture east of s mad roger's and bow and yang you know when people try a new food and suddenly it's like wait that's the reaction a lot people are having when they first try qb mayo it's the one with the red cap and the little baby on the bottle you've probably seen it in the grocery store before and if you've ever just walked past it some people would say that's a huge mistake because this mayo is different most mayonnaise uses whole eggs qb only uses egg yolks which gives it this rich umami flavor it's smoother deeper and almost buttery once people try it they start putting it on everything egg sandwiches fries burgers some fans even swear by dipping pizza crust in it once you notice it
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this concierge i have been to his cafe too but no one has seen him you see miss your Paul does not love me i recall an incident that i chance to to see in passing the little shop where margarit works that only confirms the truth of her realization Paul had taken margarit back to the little shop after the desion a together and as i passed he stopped at the door with her kissed her on both cheeks and left her but before they had gone a dozen paces they ran back to embrace again this occurred four times until Paul and margarit finally parted and as he watched her little heels disappear up the wooden stairs to her workroom above Paul blew a kiss to the pretty milliner at the window next door and taking a long whiff of his cigarette santa d'off in the direction of his atelier whistling it is ideal this student life with its student loves of four years but is it right to many an honest little comrade who seldom knows an hour when she is away from her amie who has suffered and starved and slaved with him through years of good and
bad luck who has encouraged him in his work nursed him when ill and made a thousand golden hours in this poets or painters life so completely happy that he looks back on them in later life as never to be forgotten he remembers the good dinners at the little restaurant near his studio where they dined among the old crowd there were la voe the sculptor and Francine with the figure of a goddess marrow who played this cello at the opera little Louise Dumont who posed at julians and old jack mar the very soul of good fellowship who would set them roaring with his inimitable humor what good dinners they were and how long they sat over their coffee and cigarettes under the trees in front of this little restaurant often ten and twelve at a time until more tables had to be pushed together for others of their good friends who in passing would be hailed to join them and how margarita used to sing all through the dinner and how they would all sing until it grew so late and so dark that they had to puff their cigarettes a glow over their plates and yell to madame jirro
for a light and how the old lady would bustle out with the little oil lamp placing it in the center of the long table amidst the forest of van ordinar with a voila mes emphan and a cherry word for all these good boys and girls whom she regarded quite as her own children it seemed to them then that there would never be anything else but dinners at maram jirro's for as many years as they pleased for no one ever thought of living out one's days except in this good bohemia of paris they could not imagine that old jack mar would ever die or that labelle Louise would grow old and go back to marseille to live with her dried up old aunt who sold garlic and bad cheese in a little box of a shop up a crooked street where that Francine would marry martin the painter and that the two would bury themselves in an adorable little spot in britainy where they now live in a thatched farmhouse full of martin's pictures and have a vegetable garden of their own and a cow and some children but they did and those memorable dinners in the old studio back of the
gar momparnasse when paints and easels were pushed aside in the table spread and the piano rolled up beside it there was the buying of the chicken and the salad that Francine would smother in addressing into which he would put a dozen different things herbs and spices and tiny white onions and what a jolly crowd came to these impromptu feasts how much noise they used to make how they danced and sang until the grey morning light would creep in through the big skylight when all these good bohemians would tip toe down the waxed stairs and slip past the different atelier's for fear of waking those painters who might be asleep a thought that never occurred to them until broad daylight and the door had been opened after hours of pandemonium and music and noise in a little hotel near the odion they lived a family of just such bohemians six struggling poets each with an imagination and a love of good wine and good dinners and good times that left them continually in a state of bankruptcy as they really never had any money none that ever
lasted for more than two days and two nights at the utmost their good landlord seldom saw a sue and return for his hospitable roof which had sheltered these six great minds who wrote of the moon and of fate and fortune and love for days they would dream and starve and write then followed an auction sale of the total collection of verses hocked about anywhere and everywhere among the editors like a crop of patiently grown fruit having sold it literally by the yard they would all saunter up the bull mich and forget their past misery infeasiting to their hearts content on the good things of life their black brimmed hats adjusted jauntily over their poetic locks their eyes beaming with that exquisite sense of feeling suddenly rich that those who live for arts say no the keenest of pleasures lie in sudden contrasts and to these six poetic and practical bohemians thus suddenly raised from the slough of despond to a state where they no longer trod with
mortals their cup of happiness was full and spilling over they must not only have a good time but so must everyone around them with their great riches they would make the world gay as long as it lasted for when it was over they knew how sad life would be for a while then they would scratch away and have another auction unlike another good fellow a painter whom I once knew who periodically found himself without a sue and who would take himself and despair to his lodgings make his will leaving most of his immortal works to his English aunt go to bed and calmly await death in a fortunate space of time his friends who'd been hunting for him all over the quarter would find him at last and rescue him from his chosen tomb or his good aunt fearing he was ill would send a draft then life would to this impractical philosopher again become worth living he would dispatch a petit ble to myself and the two would meet at the cafe cluny and dine at la produce on fillet
de soul old van blanc and a bottle of opa sa the bottle all cobwebs and cradled in its basket the garçon as he poured its golden contents holding his breath meanwhile lest he disturb its long slumber there are wines that stir the soul and this was one of them clear as a topez and warming as the noonday sun the same warmth that had given it birth on its hillside in bordeaux as far back as eighty two it warmed the heart of Marcel to and made her cheeks glow in her eyes sparkle and added a rosier color to her lips it made her talk clearly and frankly with a full and happy heart so that she confessed her love for this bon garçon of a painter and her supreme admiration for his work and the financial success he had made with his art all of which this genial son of bohemia drank in with a feeling of pride and he would swell out his chest and curl the ends of his long mustache upwards and sigh like a man burdened with money and secure in his ability and success
and with a peaceful outlook into the future and the fact that Marcel loved him of all men they would linger long over their coffee and cigarettes and then the two would stroll out under the stars and along the k and watch the little send boats crossing and re-crossing like fireflies and the lights along the pomegnus reflected deep down like party colored ribbons in the black water end of chapter four chapter five of the real Latin quarter this is Matt Rogers from Los Culturistas with Matt Rogers and Bowen Yang this is Bowen Yang from Los Culturistas with Matt Rogers and Bowen Yang you know when people try on new food and suddenly it's like wait that's the reaction a lot people are having when they first try cutie mayo it's the one with the red cap and the little baby on the bottle you've probably seen it in the grocery store before and if you've ever just walked past it some people would say that's a huge mistake because this mayo is different most
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its clientele as you enter the front room you pass good manamazelle fanny at the desk a cherry white capped genial old lady who has sat behind that desk for 40 years and has seen many a bon garçon struggle up the ladder of fame from the days when he was a student at the bazaar until his name became known the world over it is long been a favorite restaurant with men like rodan the sculptor and colan the painter and the late faljeere and jampal lorins and bonat and dozens of others equally celebrated and with our own men like whistler and sergeant and harison and st. gardens and meckmanes these three plain little rooms are totally different from the other side as it is called of the mezzon lavenue here one finds quite a gorgeous cafe with a pretty garden in the rear and another room opening into the garden done in delicate green lattice and mirrors this side is far more
expensive to dine in than the side with the three plain little rooms and the gentleman with little red ribbons in their buttonholes but as the same good cook dispenses from the single big kitchen which serves for the deer and the cheap side the same good things to eat at just half the price the reason for the popularity of the cheap side among the crowd who come here daily is evident it is a quiet restful place this mezzon lavenue and the best place I know in which to dine or breakfast from day to day there is an air of intimacy and coziness about lavenues that makes one always wish to return you will see a family of rich bourgeois enter just in from the country for the mompana station is opposite the fat sun burned mama and the equally rotund and genial farmer papah and the pretty daughter and the newly married son and his demure wife and the two younger children and all talking and laughing over a good dinner with champagne and many toasts
to the young couple and to mama and papah and little Josephine with ices and fruit and coffee and l'Courre de Falo all these you will see at lavenues on the cheap side and the beautiful model too who poses for courbele who is breakfasting with one of the jeunesse of Paris the waiters after 2 pm dine in the front room with the rest and jump up now and then to wait on madame and missur it is a very democratic little place this popular side of the house of m lavenue founded in 1854 and there was a jolly old painter who dines there who was also an excellent musician with an ear for rhythm so sensitive that he could never go to sleep unless the clock in his studio ticked in regular time and at last was obliged to give up his favorite atelier with its picturesque garden for two reasons missur he explained to me excitedly a little girl on the floor below me played a polka the same polka half the day always forgetting to put in the top note and the fellow over me
whistled it the rest of the day and put in the top note false and so I moved to the ruse some pair where one only hears within the cool courtyard the distant home of the busy city the roar of Paris so full of chords and melody listen to it sometimes missur and you will hear a symphony and met him aself and he will tell you of the famous men she is known for years and how she has found the most celebrated of them simple in their tastes and free from ostentation in fact it is always so is it not with lezome celebre c'est tu jeu qu'on s'a missur tu jeu er and mentions one who has grown gray in the service of art and can count his decorations from half a dozen governments madame will wax enthusiastic her face reed in smiles ah he is a bon garçon he always eats with the rest for three or four francs never more he is so amiable and you know he is very celebrated and very rich and madame will not only tell you his entire history but about his
work the beauty of his wife and how amiable his children are madame was al-fanney knows them all but the men who come here to lunch are not idlers they come in many of them fresh from a hard morning's work in the studio the tall sculptor opposite you has been at work since his morning coffee on a group for the government another bear armed and in his flannel shirt has been building up masses of clay punching and modeling and scraping away all the morning until he produces in the rough the body of a giantus a huge carryatted that is destined for the rest of her existence to hold upon her broad shoulders part of the facade of an american building the giantus in the flesh is launching with him a jr. like woman of perhaps twenty five with a superb head well poised her figure firm and erect you will find her exceedingly interesting quiet and refined and with a knowledge of things in general that will surprise you until you discover she has in her life as a model been thrown daily in conversation with men of genius and is acquired a smattering of
the knowledge of many things of art and literature of the theater and its playwrights plunging now and then into medicine and law and poetry all these things she has picked up in the studios in the cafes in the course of her bohemian life this fernie as the french collet one finds it constantly among the women here for their days are passed among men of intelligence and ability whose lives and energy are surrounded and encouraged by an atmosphere of art in an hour the sculptor and his general like model will stroll back to the studio where work will be resumed as long as the light lasts the painter breakfasting at the next table is hard at work on a decorative panel for a ceiling it is already laid out and squared up from careful pencil drawings two young architects are working for him laying out the architectural balustrade through which one a month later looks up at the allegorical figures painted against the dome of the blue heavens as a background
and so the painter swallows his eggs mayonnaise and damea beer at a gulp for he has a model coming at two and he must finish this ceiling on time and ship it by a fast liner to a millionaire who has built a vault-like structure on the Hudson with iron dogs on the lawn here this beautiful panel will be unrolled and installed in the dome of the hardwood billiard room where its rich mellow scheme of color will count as not and the cupids and the flesh tones of the chic little model who came at two will appear jaundiced and at maria anucle john and the twins from ithika will come in after the family sunday dinner of roast beef and potatoes and rice pudding and ice water and look up into the dome and agree it's grand but the painter does not care for he is locked up his studio and taken his twenty thousand francs and the model who came at two with him to true via at night you will find a typical crowd of bohemians at the closerie de lila where they sit under
a little clump of trees on the sloping dirt terrace in front here you will see the true type of the quarter it is the farthest up the boulevard sama shell of any of the cafes and just opposite the baal bouillet on the plas de l'observatoire the terraces crowded with its habituaries for it is out of the way of the stream of people along the boulemiche the terraces quite dark it's only like coming from the cafe back of a green hedge and it is cool there too in summer with the fresh night air coming from the Luxembourg gardens below it is the cafe in the restaurant de la rotond a very well built looking place with its rounding façade on the corner at the entrance of every studio court and apartment there lives the concierge in a box of a room generally containing a huge feather bed and furnished with a variety of things left by departing tenants to this faithful garden of the gate many of these small rooms resemble the den of an antiquary with their odds and ends from the studios old swords plaster casts sketches and discarded furniture
until the place is quite full yet it is kept neat and clean by madame who soles all day and talks to her cat and to everyone who passes in the courtyard here your letters are kept to in one of a row of boxes with the number of your atelier marked thereon at night after 10 your concierge opens the heavy iron gate of your court by pulling a cord within reach of the family bed here she is waked up at intervals through the night to let into and out of a court full of studios those to whom the night is ever young or perhaps your concierge will be like old pair valois who has three pretty daughters who do the housework of the studios as well as assist in the guardianship of the gate they are very busy these three daughters of pair valois all the morning you will see these little thumbed demonage as busy as bees the artists and poets must be waked up and beds made and studios cleaned there are many that are never cleaned at all but then there are many too who are not so fortunate as to be taken care of by the three daughters of pair
for a while there is no gossip within the quarter that your thumb demonage does not know and over your morning coffee which she brings you she will regale you with the latest news about most of your best friends including your favorite model and madame from whom you buy your wine always concluding with that's what I heard miss here I think it is quite true because the little Marie who is the thumbed demonage of miss here valantine got it from Celeste Goffan yesterday in the cafe in the rue de Cheshmeedi in the morning this demure made of all work will be in her calico dress with her sleeves rolled up over her strong white arms but in the evening you may see here in a chic little dress at the ball bouillet or dining at the ponte yon with the fellow whose studio is opposite yours alas la metro however was a far different type of thumbed demonage than any of the gossiping daughters of old pair valois and her lot was harder for one night she left her home
in one of the provincial towns when barely sixteen and found herself in Paris with three Franks to her name and not a friend in this big pleasure loving city to turn to after many days of privation she became ban to a woman known as event de marci a lady with a bad temper and many jewels to whom little alas with her rosy cheeks and bright eyes and willing disposition to work in order to live became a person upon whom this fashionable virago of a demme mondain vented the worst that was in her and there was much of this until alas went out into the world again she next found employment at a baker's where she was obliged to get up at four in the morning winter and summer and deliver the long lows of bread at the different houses but the work was too hard and she left the baker paid her a trifle a week for her labor while the attractive event de marci turned her into the street without her wages it was while delivering bread one
morning to an atelier in the rue des dames that she chanced to meet a young painter who was looking for a good fun to manage to relieve his artistic mind from the worries of housekeeping little alas fairly cried when the good painter told her she might come at twenty Franks a month which was more money than this very grateful and brave little britainny girl had ever known before you see miss your one must do one's best whatever one undertakes said alas to me i have tried every profession and now i am a good fun to manage and i am bien content no she continued i shall never marry for one's independence is worth more than anything else when one marries she said earnestly her little brow in a frown one's life is lost i am young and strong and i have courage and so i can work hard one should be content when one is not cold and hungry and i have been many times that miss your once i worked in a fabric where all day we painted the combs of china roosters a bright red for bonbon boxes hundreds and hundreds of them
until i used to see them in my dreams but the fabric failed for the patron ran away with the wife of a russian he was a very stupid man to have done that miss your for he had a very nice wife of his own a pretty brunette with a charming figure but you see miss your in paris it is always that way set to jur kom sa end of chapter five chapter six of the real latin quarter this libervox recording is in the public domain the real latin quarter by f burkeley smith chapter six at marcel le gaze just off the boulevard samishel and up the narrow little rue kujah you will see it night the name marcel le gaze elumand in tiny gas jets this is a cabaret of chanson years known as le grian
where a dozen celebrated singing sadarists entertain an appreciative audience in the stuffy little hall serving as an auditorium here nightly as the p s to resist once and late on the program there was no printed one you will hear the bard of mormontre marcel le gaze racquenteur poet musician and singer the author of many of the most popular songs of mormontre and a veteran singer in the cabaret's from these cabaret's of the student quarters come many of the cleverest and most beautiful songs here men sing their own creations and they have absolute license to sing or say what they please there is no missing of words and many times these rare bohemians do not take the trouble to hide their clever songs and satires under a double entomped no celebrated man or woman known in art or letters or connected with the government from the soldier to the good president of the republic francès is spared the eccentricity of each celebrity is caught by them and used in
song or recitation besides these personal caricatures the latest political questions of the day religion and the oak mongre come in for a large share of good-natured satire to be cleverly caricatured is an honor and should events know ill feeling especially from these clever singing comedians who are the best of fellows at heart whose songs are clever but never vulgar whose sing because they love to sing and whose versatility enables them to create the broadest of satires and again a little song with words so pure so human and so pathetic that the applause that follows from the silent room of listeners come spontaneously from the heart it is not to be wondered at that the greeome of Marcel Lugais is a popular haunt of the evituaise of the quarter who crowd the dingy little room nightly you enter the greeome by way of the bar and at the further end of the bar room is a small anti-room its walls hung in clever posters and original drawings this anti-room
serves as a sort of green room for the singers and their friends here they chat at the little tables between their songs since there was no stage and through this anti-room both audience and singers pass into the little hall there is the informality of one of our own smokers about the whole affair furthermore no women sing in Lugais a cabaret in this respect is different from a cafe concert which resembles very much our smaller variety shows a small upright piano and in front of it a low platform scarcely its length complete the necessary stage paraphernalia of the cabaret and the admission is generally a frank and a half which includes your drink in the anti-room four of the singers are smoking and chatting at the little tables one of them is a tall serious looking fellow in a black frock coat he peers out through his black rimmed eye glasses with the solemnity of an owl but you should hear his songs they treat of the lighter side of life
I assure you another singer has just finished his turn and comes out of the smoky hall wiping the perspiration from his short fat neck the audience is still applauding his last song and he rushes back through the faded green velvet portiers to bow his thanks a broad shoulder jale looking fellow and white duck trousers is talking earnestly with the owl like looking barred in eye glasses suddenly his turn is called and you follow him in whereas soon as he has seen he is welcomed by cheers from the students and girls and an elaborate fanfare of chords on the piano when this popular poet singer has finished their follows a round of applause and a pounding of canes and then the ruddy faced gray haired manager starts a three times three hand clapping in unison to a pounding of chords on the piano this is the proper ending to every demand for an encore and low gru and it never fails to bring one it is nearly eleven when the curtain parts in
Marcel Lugay rushes hurriedly up the aisle and greets the audience slamming his straw hat upon the lid of the piano he passes his hand over his bald paint gives an extra polish to his eye glasses beams with an irresistibly funny expression upon his audience coughs whistles passes a few remarks and then adjusting his glasses on his stubby red nose looks seriocomically over his role of music he is dressed in a long black frock coat reaching nearly to his heels this coat with its velvet collar discloses a frilled white shirt and a white flowing bo scarp these with a pair of black and white check trousers complete this everyday attire but the man inside these voluminous clothes is even still more eccentric short indefinitely past fifty years of age with a round face and marry eyes and a bald head whose lower portion is framed in a fringe of long hair reminding one of the quaffior of some pre-rapheolite saint indeed so striking as this resemblance
that the good bird is often caricatured with a halo surrounding this medieval fringe in the meantime while this famous singer is selecting a song he is overwhelmed with demands for his most popular ones a dozen students and girls at one end of the little hall now swimming in a haze of pipe and cigarette smoke are hammering with sticks and parasols for l'omata d'or avec la pa de v'in another crowd is yelling for lagu lard my cell le gays smiles at them all through his eye glasses then roars at them to keep quiet and finally the clamor in the room gradually subsides here in their award a giggle and finally silence now my children i will sing to you the story of claret says the bard it is a very sad eastward i have read it and he smiles in cox one i his baritone voice stopas us is considerable fire and in his heroic songs he is dramatic in the miller who grinds for love the feeling and intensity and dramatic quality puts into its rendition
are stirring as he finishes his last encour amidst a round of applause he grasps his hat from the piano jams it over his bald paint with its celestial fringe and rushes for the door here he stops and turning for a second cheers back at the crowd waving the straw hat above his head the next moment he is having a cooling drink among his confrères in the anti-room such poet singers as Paul Delmay and Dominique Bono have made the grion a success and others like Numa bless Gabrielle Montoya Darval Fargi Turtal and Edmund Tulay all of them well known over in Montmartre where they are welcomed with the same popularity that they meet with at La Grion genius alas is but poorly paid in this bohemia there are so many who can draw so many who can sing so many poets and writers and sculptors too many of the cleverest half a loaf is too often better than no bread
you will find often in these cabarets and in the cafes along the boulevard a man who for a few sews will render a portrait or a caricature on the spot you learned that this journeyman artist once was a well-known painter of the quarter who had drawn for years in the academies the man at present is a wreck as he sits in a cafe with a portfolio on his knees his black slouch hat drawn over his scraggly gray hair but his hand thin and drawn from too much stimulant and too little food has lost none of its knowledge of form and line the sketch is strong true and with a chic about it and a simplicity of expression that delight you you ask why he has not done better ah he replies it is a long story missure so long and so much of it that he cannot remember it all perhaps it was the woman with the velvety black eyes tall and straight the best dancer in all Paris yes he remembers some of it long miserable years years of struggles and jealousy and finally
lies and fights and drunkenness after it was all over he was too gray and too old and tired to care one sees many such derelicts in Paris among these people who have worn themselves out with amusement for here the world lives for pleasure for la grande vie to the man every serious effort he is obliged to make trends toward one idea that of the bon vivant to gain success and fame but to gain it with the idea of how much personal daily pleasure it will bring him on we is a word one here's constantly if it rains toot l'omond et trist to have one's gayity interrupted is regarded as a calamity and to l'omond will sympathize with you to live a day without the pleasures of life in proportion to one's purse is considered a day lost if you speak of anything that has pleased you one will with a gay rising inflection of the voice and a smile say ah se gay la bar
emissure was well amused while in that beautiful country ah tièn se gentille sa they will exclaim as you enthusiastically continue to explain they never dull your enthusiasm by short flagmatic or pessimistic replies and when you are sad they will condone so genuinely with you that you forget your disappointments in the charming pleasantry of their sympathy but all this continual race for pleasure is destined in the course of time to end in unwee the Parisian goes into the latest sport because it affords him a new sensation being blasé of all else in life he plunges into automobiling by the white and red racer a ponderous flying juggernaut that growls and snorts and smells of the lower regions whenever it stands still trembling in its anger and impatience to be off while its owner with some automobiling marie sits chatting on the cafe terrace over a cooling drink the two are covered with dust and very thirsty marie wears a long dust colored ulster and he a
windproof coat and high boots meanwhile the locomotive like affair at the curb stone is working itself into a boiling rage until finally the brave chauffeur and his chic companion prepared to depart maria just her white lace veiled with its goggles and the chauffeur puts on his own mask as he climbs in a roar a snort a cloud of blue gas and they are gone there are other enthusiasts those who go up in balloons ah you should go ballooning one cries enthusiastically to be unballoon so poetic so fantasy echo it is a fantasy shaman't in a balloon one forgets the world one is no longer part of it no longer mortal what romance there isn't going up above everything with the woman one loves comrades in danger the ropes the wicker cage the ceiling of stars above one and Paris below no bigger than a gridiron Paris lost for the time from one's memory how shek to
shoot straight up among the drifting clouds and forget the sorted little world even the memory of one's intrigues on fanso they say to each other as the big Frenchman and the chic parisian countis peered down over the edge of the basket sipping a little sharp truce from the same traveling cup she with the black hair and white skin and gowned ambalon in a costume by paryard he in his p jacket buttoned close under his heavy beard they seem to brush through and against the clouds a gentle breath from heaven makes the basket decline a little and the ropes creak against the hardwood clinch blocks it grows colder and he wraps her closer in his own coat courage my child he says see we have gone a great distance tomorrow before sundown we shall descend in Belgium horrible cries the countis i do not like those Belgians ah but you shall see one shall go where one pleases soon we are patient we are not we shall bring credit to labelle
france we have courage and perseverance we shall give many dinners and weep over the failures of our brave comrades to make the dirigible balloon practic we shall succeed then voila our de june in paris and our dinner where we will terris taps her polished nails against the edge of the wicker cage and hums a little shun sonnet jittem she murmurs i did not see this myself and i do not know the fair to rest or the gentleman who buttons his coat under his whiskers but you should have heard one of these ballooning enthusiasts tell it to me in the taverin de panteone the other night his only regret seemed to be that he too could not have a dirigible balloon at a countis on ten francs a week end of chapter six chapter seven of the real latin quarter this libervox recording is in the public domain
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and regard you for some moments as you sit in front of him on the terrace then he will vent upon you a torrent of abuse ending in some jumble of socialistic ideas of his own concoction when he is finished he will fold his arms again and move on to the next table he is crazy with absinth and no one pays any attention to him on he strides up the buhamish past the cafes continuing his ravings as long as he is moderately peaceful and confines his wandering brain to gesticulations and speech he is let alone by the police you will see sometimes a man and a woman a teamster out of work or with his wages for the day and with him a creature a blear eyed slatterly looking woman in a filthy calico gown the man clutches her arm as they sing and stagger up past the cafes the woman holds in her claw like hand a half empty bottle of cheap red wine now and then they stop and share it the man staggers on the woman lears and dances and sings a crowd forms about them
some years ago this poor girl sat on friday afternoons in the luxembourg gardens her white parasol on her knees her dainty white kid slippered feet resting on the little stool which the old lady who rents the chairs used to bring her she was regarded as a bon camarade in those days among the students one of the idols of the quarter but she became impossible and then an outcast that women should become outcasts through the hopelessness of their position or the breaking down of their brains can be understood but that men of ability should sink into the dregs and stay there seems incredible but it is often so near the rue mongi there is a small cafe and restaurant a place celebrated for its onion soup and its chicken from the tables outside one can see into the small kitchen with its polished copper sauce pans hanging about the grill lushome the painter and I were chatting at one of its little tables he over an absinthe and I over a coffee and cognac I had
dined early this fresh october evening enjoying to the full the bracing coolness of the air pungent with the odor of dry leaves and the faint smell of burning brush the world was hurrying by in twos and threes hurrying to warm cafes to friends to lovers the breeze at twilight set the dry leaves shivering the sky was turquoise the yellow glow from the shop windows the blue white sparkle of electricity like pendant diamonds made the quarters seem fuller of life than ever these fall days make the little uvriers trip along from their work with rosy cheeks and put happiness and ambition into one's very soul soon the winter will come with all the boys back from their country haunts and celestin me me from us tend how gay it will be this katye latan then how gay it always is in winter and then the rainy season ah but one cannot have everything thus it was that lachomonai sat talking when suddenly a specter passed a specter of a man
his face silent white and pinched drawn like a mummies he stopped and supported his shrunken frame wearily on his crutches and leaned against a neighboring wall he made no sound simply gazed vacantly with the timidity of some animal at the door of the small kitchen a glow with the light from the grill he made no effort to approach the door only leaned against the gray wall and peered at it patiently a beggar i said to lachom poor devil ah old poor shire yes poor devil and once one of the handsomeest men in paris what rectum i asked what i'm drinking now monomy absent yes absent he looks older than i do does he not continued lachom lighting a fresh cigarette and yet i'm twenty years his senior you see i sip mine he drank his by the goblet and my friend leaned forward and poured the contents of the carof in a tiny trickling stream over the sugar
lying in its perforated spoon ah those were great days when poshara was the life of the bouillet he went on i remember the night he won ten thousand francs from the russian it didn't last long cameo luru had her share of it nothing ever lasted long with cameo he was once courier to an austrian baron i remember the old fellow used to frequent the quarter in summer years ago it was his hobby poshara was a great favorite in those days and the baron liked to go about in the quarter with him and of course poshara was in his glory he would persuade the old nobleman to prolong his vacations here once the baron stayed through the winter and fell ill and a little kutri air in the rue d'orane whom the old fellow fell in love with nursed him he died the summer following at the enna and left her quite a little property near amian he was a good old baron a charitable old fellow among the needy and a good bohemian besides and he did much for poshara but he could not keep him
sober after the old man's death my friend continued poshara drifted from bad to worse and finally out of the quarter somewhere into misery on the other side of the sin no one heard of him for a few years until he was again recognized as being the same poshara returned again to the quarter he was hobbling about on crutches just as you see him there and now do you know he does get up from where you are sitting said lashoam and look into the back kitchen is he not standing there by the door they are handing him a small bundle yes said i something wrapped in newspaper do you know what is in it the carcass of the chicken you have just finished and which the garçon carried away poshara saw you eating it half an hour ago as he passed it was for that he was waiting to eat i asked no to sell lashoam replied together with the other bones he is able to collect for soup in some poorest resort down by the river where the boatmen and the gamins go the few
soos he gets will buy poshara a big glass a lump of sugar and a spoon into the goblet in some equally dirty what they will pour him out his green treasure of absinthe then poshara will forget the day perhaps he will dream of the Austrian Baron and try and forget cameo luru poor devil margarit shirade the model also told me between poshara in the studio the other day of just such a pove om she wants new when he was young she said he won a second prize at the conservatoire and afterward played first violin at the comique now he plays in front of the cafes like the rest and sometimes poses for the head of an old man many grow old so young she continued i knew a little model once with a beautiful figure absolutely comb umgujoo pretty too and had she been a sensible girl as i often told her she could still have earned her ten francs a day posing but she wanted to dine all the time with this and that one and pose to and in three months all her fine
spelt lines that made her a valuable model among the sculptors were gone you see i have posed all my life in the studios and i am over thirty now and you know i work hard but i have kept my fine lines because i go to bed early and eat and drink little then i have much to do at home my husband and i for years have had a comfortable home we take a great deal of pride in it and it keeps me very busy to keep everything in order for i pose very early some mornings and then go back and get disney and then back to pose again in the summer she went on we take a little place outside of Paris for a month down the sand where my husband brings his work with him he is a repair of fans and ojé d'art you should come in and see us sometime it is quite near where you painted last summer ah yes she exclaimed as she drew her pink toes under her i love the country last year i posed nearly two months for miss your z the painter on plan air my skin was not as white as it
is now i can tell you i was absolutely like an indian once and marguerite smiled at the memory of it i went to england to pose for a painter well known there it was an important tablo and i stayed there six months it was a horrible place to me i was always cold the fog was so thick one could hardly see in winter mornings going to the studio besides i could get nothing good to eat he was a celebrated painter a sir and lived with his family in a big stone house with a garden we had tea and cakes at five in the studio always tea tea tea i can tell you i used to long for a good bottle of madame jérôles van or nère and a poulaye so i left and came back to Paris ah keel plus that anglais tear this is matrodgers from lost culture east that's with matrodgers and bowen yang this is bowen yang from lost culture east of matrodgers and bowen yang you know when people try a new food and suddenly it's like wait that's the reaction a lot of people are having
when they first try qb mayo it's the one with the red cap and the little baby on the bottle you probably seen it in the grocery store before and if you've ever just walked past it some people would say that's a huge mistake because this mayo is different most mayonnaise uses whole eggs qb only uses egg yolks which gives it this rich umami flavor it's smoother deeper and almost buttery once people try it they start putting it on everything egg sandwiches fries burgers some fans even swear by dipping pizza crust in it once you notice it you start seeing it everywhere chefs use it restaurants use it people who really care about flavor use it never try it grab the bottle with the red cap next time you're at the store put it on just about anything then you'll understand qb the original japanese mayonnaise this week at vans and albertsons usdh choice tritip roast untrimmed are 599 per pound limit for roasts with membership were applicable and medium ripe hasovicados are 99 cents each with membership were applicable plus kelock cereals 8.8 to 16.1 ounces selected varieties or peppered farm goldfish 5.9 to 8 ounces are 190
each when you buy three limit three offers with membership were applicable visit vans or albertsons dot com for more deals and ways to save it's fall in jeep country and during the driving to fall sales event get a great deal on four by fours that refuse to be contained like jeep rankler confidence built into every drive with the most awarded SUV ever jeep grand Cherokee and freedom that can't be denied with the open air freedom and jeep gladiator after 85 years it's no surprise that jeep became america's SUV brand get a great deal during the jeep driving to fall sales event jeep is one more awards over its lifetime than any other SUV brand jeep and the jeep grill register trademarts of fca uslc jette to jure to jure to stla in peris i make a good living ten francs a day that's not bad is it and my time has taken off in a year ahead i like to pose for the painters the studios are cleaner than those of the sculptors some of the sculptors studios are so dirty play and dust over everything did you see Fabian's
studio the other day when i posed for him you thought it dirty can't you should have seen it last year when he was working on the big group for the exposition it is clean now compared with what it was you see i go to my work in the plainest of clothes a cheap print dress and everything of the simplest i can make for a half an hour left in those studios they would be fit only for the blanchisiers the wax and dust are in and over everything there is no time to change when one has not the time to go home at midday and so i learned much of the good sense and many of the economies in the life of this most celebrated model you can see her superb figure rot in marble and bronze by some of the most famous of modern french sculptors all over peris there is another type of model you will see too one who rang my bell one sunny morning in response to a note written by my good friend the sculptor for whom this little prizzy and posed she came without her hat this vratip
about seventeen years of age with exquisite features her blue eyes shining under a wealth of delicate blonde hair arranged in the prettiest of fashions a little white bow tie jauntily at her throat and her exquisitely delicate strong young figure clothed in a simple black dress she had about her such a frank childlike air yes she posed for so and so and so but not many she liked it better than being in a shop and it was far more independent for one could go about and see one's friends and there were many of her girlfriends living on the same street where this chic demozel lived at noon my drawing was finished as she sat butting her boots she looked up at me innocently slipped her five francs for the morning's work in her reticule and said I live with mama and mama never gives me any money to spend on myself this is sunday and a holiday so I shall go with Henriette and her brother to Vincent it is delicious there under the trees it would have been
quite impossible for me to have gone with them I was not even invited but this very serious and good little prizzy and who posed for the figure with quite the same unconsciousness as she would have handed you your change over the counter of some stuff a little shop went to Vincent's with Henriette and her brother where they had a beautiful day scrambling up the paths and listening to the band all at the enormous expense of the artist and this was how this good little prizzy and managed to save five francs in a single day there are old men models who knock at your studio too and who are celebrated for their tangled gray locks which they immediately uncover as you open your door these unkempt looking father times and mothuzillas prowl about the staircases of the different atelier's daily so do little children mostly Italians and all filthy dirty sworthy black eye gypsy looking girls and boys of from twelve to fifteen years of age and Italian mothers holding small children itinerant madonna's these are the poor were classes of models the riff raff of the
quarter who get anywhere from a few soos to a few francs for a say ounce and there are four footed models too for I know a kindly old horse who was served in many a studio and was carried a score of the famous generals of the world and john darx to battle in many a modern public square Shaqon son metier end of chapter seven chapter eight of the real latin quarter this liberal box recording is in the public domain the real latin quarter by f Berkeley Smith chapter eight the Luxembourg gardens in this busy quarter where so many people are confined throughout the day in workshops and studios a breathing space becomes a necessity the gardens of the Luxembourg brilliant in flowers and laid out in the Renaissance with shady groves and long avenues of chestnut trees stretching
up to the plasks to observe a toar afford the great breathing ground for the latin quarter if one had but an hour to spend in the katie latin one could not find a more interesting and representative site of student life than between the hours of four and five on friday afternoon when the military band plays in the Luxembourg gardens this is the afternoon when bohemia is on parade then everyone flocks here to see one's friends and a sort of weekly reception for the quarter is held this is matrodgers from lost culture east that's with matrodgers and bowen yang this is bowen yang from lost culture east of matrodgers and bowen yang you know when people try on new food and suddenly it's like wait that's the reaction a lot of people are having when they first try cupe mayo it's the one with the red cap and the little baby on the bottle you've probably seen it in the grocery store before and if you've ever just walked past it some people would say that's a huge mistake because this mayo is different most mayonnaise uses whole eggs cupe only uses egg yolks which gives it this rich umami flavor it's smoother deeper and almost
buttery once people try it they start putting it on everything egg sandwiches fries burgers some fans even swear by dipping pizza crust in and once you notice it you start seeing it everywhere chefs use it restaurants use it people who really care about flavor use it never try it grab the bottle with the red cap next time you're at the store put it on just about anything then you'll understand cupe the original Japanese mayonnaise hey it's kelly rolling you may not know this but I have eczema so I get how it can steal your time but why let eczema take over when you can talk to your doctor about epglyss eczema ab elb kz a 250 milligram per 2 milliliter injection is a prescription medicine used to treat adults and children 12 years of age and older who weigh at least 88 pounds or 40 kilograms with moderate to severe eczema also called a topic dermatitis that is not well controlled with prescription therapies used on the skin or topicals or who cannot use topical therapies ebglyss can be used with or without topical corticosteroids don't use if you are allergic to ebglyss allergic reactions can occur that can be severe eye problems can occur tell your doctor
if you have newer worsening eye problems you should not receive a live vaccine when treated with ebglyss before starting ebglyss tell your doctor if you have a parasitic infection paid partnership with lily respect your time ask your doctor about ebglyss and visit ebglyss.com or call 1-800-LilyRx or 1-800-545-5979 Jeep is one more awards over its lifetime than any other sep brand cheap and the Jeep grille register trademarts of fca us LLC. The walks about the bandstand are thronged with students and girls and hundreds of chairs are filled with an audience of the older people, shopkeepers and their families, old women and white lace caps and grey haired old men many
and straight brimmed high hats of a mode of 20 years past. Here they sit and listen to the music under the cool shadow of the trees whose rich foliage forms an arbor overhead a roof of green leaves through which the sunbeams stream and in which the fat grey pigeons find a paradise. There is a booth nearby where waffles cook down a small oven in the rear are sold in front are a dozen or more tables for ices and drinkables every table and chair is taken within the hearing distance of the band. When these musicians of the army of France arrive marching in twos from their barracks to the stand it is always the signal for that genuine enthusiasm among the waiting crowd which one sees between the French and their soldiers. If you chance to sit among the groups at the little tables and watch the passing throng in front of you you will see some queer types many of them seldom in evidence except on these friday afternoons in the Luxembourg. Very no doubt in some garret, hermitage or studio they emerged thus weekly to greet silently the
passing world. A tall poet stalks slowly by reading intently as he walks a well worn volume of verses his faded straw hat shading the tip of his long nose following him a boy of 20 delicately featured with that purity of expression one sees in the faces of the good the result of a life perhaps given to his ideal in art. He wears his hair long and curling over his ears with a long stray whisp over one eye the whole cropped evenly at the back as it reaches his black velvet collar. He wears to a dove gray vest of fine corduroy buttoned behind like those of the clergy and a velvet tamish-enter like cap and carries between his teeth a small pipe with a long goose quill stem. You can readily see that to this young man with high ideals there was only one corner of the world worth living in and that lies between the plas de l'observatoire and the sen. Three students pass in wide broad cloth trousers gathered in tight at the ankles and wearing wide
brimmed black hats hanging on the arm of one of the trio is a short snub-nosed girl whose clear merotic air flattened in a bando over her ears not only completely conceals them but all the rest of her face except her two merry black eyes and her saucy and neatly-roozed lips. She is in black bicycle bloomers and a white short duck jacket a straw hat with a wide blue ribbon band and a fluffy piece of white tool tied at the side of her neck. The throng moves slowly by you it is impossible in such a close crowd to be in a hurry besides one never is here. Nearby said two old ladies evidently concierges from some atelier court. One holds the printed program of the music cut carefully from her weekly newspaper. It is cheaper than buying one for two sews and these old concierges are economical. In this Friday gathering you will recognize dozens of faces which you have seen at the ball bouillet and the cafes. The girl in the blue tailor may
dress with the little dog who you remember dined the night before at the panteone. Is walking now arm in arm with a tall man in black a morning band about his hat. The girl is dressed in black too a mark of respect to her amie by her side. The dog who is so small that he slides along the walk every time his chain is pulled is now tucked under her arm. One of the tables near the waffle stand is taken by a group of six students and four girls. All of them have arrived at the table in the last fifteen minutes. Some alone, some in twos. The girl in the scarlet gown and white kid slippers who came with the queer looking type with the pointed beard is Ivan Galois. A bone camarade. She keeps the rest in the best of spirits for she is witty this Iban and a great favorite with the crowd she is with. She is pretty too and has a whole sold good humor about her that makes her ever welcome. The fellow she came with is Delmay the architect a great wag lazy
but full of fun and genius. The little girl sitting opposite Iban is Claire Dumont. She is explaining a very sad eswar to the type next to her intense in the recital of her woes. Her alert nervous little face is a study. When words and expression fail she shrugs her delicate shoulders, accenting every sentence with her hands until it seems as if her small nervous frame could express no more. And all about her little dog was set. Yes, the villain of a concierge at Edmund's studio swore him twice and Sunday when Edmund and Dye were breakfasting late the old beast sawed waset on the stairs and threw water over her. She is a sad bet that gross thumb she shall see what it will cost her the old miser and you know I have always been most amiable with her she is jealous of me that is it oh I am certain of it because I am young and happy jealous of me that's funny is it not the old pig.
This is Matt Rogers from Los Culturistas with Matt Rogers and Bowen Yang. This is Bowen Yang from Los Culturistas Matt Rogers and Bowen Yang. You know when people try new food and suddenly it's like wait that's the reaction a lot of people are having when they first try cutie mayo. It's the one with the red cap and the little baby on the bottle you probably seen it in the grocery store before and if you've ever just walked past it some people would say that's a huge mistake because this mayo is different most mayonnaise uses whole eggs cutie only uses egg yolks which gives it this rich umami flavor it's smoother deeper and almost buttery once people try it they start putting it on everything. Examages fries burgers some fans even swear by dipping pizza crust in it once you notice it you start seeing it everywhere chefs use it restaurants use it people who really care about flavor use it never try it grab the bottle with the red cap next time you're out the store put it on just about anything then you'll understand cute be the original Japanese mayonnaise hey it's Kelly Rowland you may not know this but I have eczema so I get how it can still your time
but why let eczema take over when you can talk to your doctor about epglyse. Epglyse, lubricism ab lbkz, a 250 milligram per 2 milliliter injection is a prescription medicine used to treat adults and children 12 years of age and older who weigh at least 88 pounds or 40 kilograms with moderate to severe eczema also called a topic dermatitis that is not well controlled with prescription therapies used on the skin or topicals or who cannot use topical therapies epglyse can be used with or without topical corticosteroids don't use if you are allergic to epglyse allergic reactions can occur that can be severe eye problems can occur tell your doctor if you have newer worsening eye problems you should not receive a live vaccine when treated with epglyse before starting epglyse tell your doctor if you have a parasitic infection paid partnership with lily respect your time ask your doctor about epglyse and visit epglyse.com or call 1-800 lily rx or 1-800-545-5979 it's fall in jeep country and during the drive into fall sales event get a great deal on 4x4s that refuse to be contained like jeep rankler confidence built
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the police but to no avail one day they fished up the parrot in its cage and the green bird that screamed and squawked continually met a speedy and painless death and went off to the taxidermist then the cage was lowered to its place with the door left a jar and the old woman felt sure that her pet had escaped and would someday find his way back to her a thing this garulous bird would never have thought of doing had he had any say in the matter so the old lady left the door of the cage open for days in the event of his return and strange to tell one morning madame fukay got up to quarrel with her next door neighbor and to her amazement there was her green pet on his perch in his cage she called to him but he did not answer he simply stood on his wired legs and fixed his glassy eyes on her and said not a word while the gang of Indians in the windows above yelled themselves horse it was just such a crowd as this that initiated a newvo once in one of the
atelier's they stripped the newcomer and as is often the custom on similar festive occasions painted him all over with sketches done in the powdered watercolors that come in glass jars they are cheap and cover a lot of surface so that the gentleman in question looked like a human picture gallery after the ceremony he was put in a hamper and deposited in the morning in the middle of the poned desir where he was subsequently found by the police who carted him off in a cab but you must see more of this vast garden of the Luxembourg to appreciate truly its beauty and its charm filled with beautiful sculpture and bronze and marble with its muse of famous modern pictures bought by the government with flower beds brilliant and geraniums and fragrant in roses with the big basin spouting a jet of water in its center where the children sailed their boats and with that superb fountaine de Medici's at the end of a long rectangular basin of water dark is some pool in a forest brook the green vines trailing about its sides shaded by the rich
foliage of the trees overhead on the other side of the Luxembourg you will find a garden of roses with a rich bronze group of Greek runners in the center and near it back of the long marble balustrade a croquet ground a favorite spot for several veteran enthusiasts who play here regularly surrounded for hours by an interested crowd who applauded and cheer the participants in this passe sport this is another way of spending an afternoon at the sole cost of one's leisure it takes but little to amuse these people often that the punch and jute show nearby you will see two old gentlemen who may have watched this same punch and jute show when they were youngsters and who have been sitting for half an hour waiting for the curtain of the miniature theater to rise it is popular this small teatric guignol and the benches in front are filled with the children of rich and poor who scream with delight and kick their little fat bear legs at the first shrill
squeak of mr. punch the three who composed the staff of this tiny attraction have been long in its service the old harvest and the good wife of the showman who knows every child in the neighborhood and her husband who is mr. punch the hangman and the john d'arm and half a dozen other equally historical personages a thin sad looking man this husband gray haired with a care worn look in his deep sunken eyes who works harder hourly daily yearly to amuse the heart of a child than almost anyone I know the little box of a theater is stifling hot in summer and yet he must laugh and scream and sing within it while his good wife collects the shoes talking all the wild to this and to that child whom she has known since its babyhood chatting with the nurses decked out in their gay colored asashian bows the ribbons reaching nearly to the ground a French nurse is a gorgeous spectacle of neatness and cleanliness and many of the younger ones fresh from the country homes
in Normandy and Brittany with the rosy cheeks are pictures of health wherever you see a nurse you will see a pupe you not far away which is a very belittling word for the red trouser infantry man of the republic francès this is matrodgers from lost culture east that's with matrodgers and bowen yang this is bowen yang from lost culture east of matrodgers and bowen yang you know when people try a new food and suddenly it's like wait that's the reaction a lot of people are having when they first try cubie mayo it's the one with the red cap and the little baby on the bottle you probably seen it in the grocery store before and if you've ever just walked past it some people would say that's a huge mistake because this mayo is different most mayonnaise uses whole eggs cubie only uses egg yolks which gives it this rich umami flavor it's smoother deeper and almost buttery once people try it they start putting it on everything egg sandwiches fries burgers some fans even swear by dipping pizza crust in it once you notice it you start seeing it everywhere chefs
use it restaurants use it people who really care about flavor use it never try it grab the bottle with the red cap next time you're at the store put it on just about anything then you'll understand cubie the original japanese mayonnaise hey it's kelly rolling you may not know this but I have so I get how it can steal your time but why let eczema take over when you can talk to your doctor about epglyss ebglyss lebrichizema blbkz a 250 milligram per 2 milliliter injection is a prescription medicine used to treat adults and children 12 years of age and older who weigh at least 88 pounds or 40 kilograms with moderate to severe eczema also called a topic dermatitis that is not well controlled with prescription therapies used on the skin or topicals or who cannot use topical therapies ebglyss can be used with or without topical corticosteroids don't use if you are allergic to ebglyss allergic reactions can occur that can be severe eye problems can occur tell your doctor if you have newer worsening eye problems you should not receive a live vaccine when treated with ebglyss before starting ebglyss tell your doctor if you have a parasitic infection paid partnership
with lily respect your time ask your doctor about ebglyss and visit ebglyss.com or call 1-800-LiliRX or 1-800-545-5979 Craig Markup Cummins ain't Ramin Hemiar registered Craig Marks of FCA US LLC Surrounding the Palais de Luxembourg these pupeus less fortunate for the hours stand guard in the small striped centri boxes musket at side or paste solidly up and down the flagged walk Marie at the moment is no doubt with the children of the rich count in a shady spot near the music
how cruel is the fate of many a gallant pupeu farther down the gravel walk strobes a young Frenchman and his fiance the mother of his betrothed inevitably at her side it is under this system of rigid shaperonage that the young girl of France is given in marriage it is not to be wondered at that many of them marry to be free and that many of the happier marriages have begun with an enlopement the music is over and the band is filing out followed by the crowd a few linger about the walks around the band stand to chat the old lady who rents the chairs is stacking them up about the tree trunks and long shadows across the walks tell of the approaching twilight overhead among the leaves the pigeons coo for a few moments the sun bathes the great garden in a pinkish glow then drops slowly a blood red disc behind the trees the air grows chilly it is again the hour to dine the hour when Paris wakes in the smaller restaurants of the quarter
one often sees some strange contrasts among these true bohemians for the Latin quarter draws its abitues from every part of the globe they are not all French these happy go lucky fellows who live for the day and let the moral slide you will see many Japanese some of them painters many of them taking courses in political economy or in law many of them titled men of high rank in their own country studying in the schools and learning too with that thoroughness and rapidity which are ever characteristic of their race you will find two Brazilians gentlemen from Haiti of darker Hugh Russians polls and spaniards men and women from every climb and every station in life they adapt themselves to the quarter and become a part of this big family of bohemia easily and naturally in this daily atmosphere only the girl student from our own shores seems out of place she will hunt for some small restaurant sacred in its exclusiveness and known only to a dozen bone
camarades of the quarter perhaps this girl student it may be from the west and her cousin from the east will discover some such cozy little boat on their way back from their atelier to two other equally adventurous female minds they will impart this newest find after that you will see the four dining there nightly together as safe I assure you within these walls of bohemia as they would be at home rocking on their Aunt Mary's porch there is of course considerable awkwardness between these bone camarades to whom the place really belongs and these very innocent newcomers who seek a table by themselves in a corner under the few trees in front of the small restaurant and yet everyone is exceedingly polite to them madame the patron hustles about to see that the dinner is warm and nicely served and and reyette who is waiting on them nonetheless attentive although she is late for her own dinner which she will sit down to presently with madame the patron the good cook and the other girls who serve the small tables this later feast will be augmented perhaps by half
the good boys and girls who have been dining at the long table perhaps they will all come in and help shell the peas for tomorrow's dinner and yet this is a public place where the painters come and where one pays only for what one orders it is all very interesting to the four american girls who are dining at the small table it is so thoroughly bohemian they exclaim but what must Mimi think of these silent and exclusive strangers and what two must the tall girl and the bicycle bloomers think and the little girl who has been ill and who at the moment is dining with Bruno the artist and whom everyone even to the cook is so glad to welcome back after her long illness there is an insurmountable barrier between the americans at the little table in the corner and that jaleigh crowd of good and kindly people at the long one for Mimi and Henriette and the little girl who has been so ill and the French painters and sculptors with them cannot understand either the language of these strangers or their views of life Florence exclaims one
of the strangers in a whisper do look at that queer little type at the long table the tall girl actually kissed him you don't mean it yes i do just now why my dear i saw it plainly poor culprits there is no law against kissing in the open air in Paris and besides the tall girl in black has known the little type for a perigian age 30 days or less this is mat Rogers from lost culture east that's with mat Rogers and boan Yang this is boan Yang from lost culture east of mat Rogers and boan Yang you know when people try a new food and suddenly it's like wait that's the reaction a lot of people are having when they first try cubie mayo it's the one with the red cap and the little baby on the bottle you've probably seen it in the grocery store before and if you've ever just walked past it some people would say that's a huge mistake because this mayo is different most mayonnaise uses whole eggs cubie only uses egg yolks which gives it this rich umami flavor
it's smoother deeper and almost buttery once people try it they start putting it on everything egg sandwiches fries burgers some fans even swear by dipping pizza crust in it once you notice it you start seeing it everywhere chefs use it restaurants use it people who really care about flavor use it never try it grab the bottle with the red cap next time you're at the store put it on just about anything then you'll understand cute be the original japanese mayonnaise hey it's kelly rolling you may not know this but i have eczema so i get how it can still your time but why let eczema take over when you can talk to your doctor about epglyce epglyce lubricism ab elb kz a 250 milligram per 2 milliliter injection is a prescription medicine used to treat adults and children 12 years of age and older who weigh at least 88 pounds or 40 kilograms with moderate to severe eczema also called a topic dermatitis that is not well controlled with prescription therapies used on the skin or topicals or who cannot use topical therapies ebglyce can be used with or without topical corticosteroids don't use if you are allergic to ebglyce
allergic reactions can occur that can be severe i problems can occur tell your doctor if you have newer worsening i problems you should not receive a live vaccine when treated with ebglyce before starting ebglyce tell your doctor if you have a parasitic infection paid partnership with lily respect your time ask your doctor about ebglyce and visit ebglyce.com or call 1-800-LilyRx or 1-800-545-5979 ram and hemiar registered trademarks of fca uslc the four innocents who have coughed through their soup and whispered through the rest of the dinner have now finished and are leaving but if those at the long table notice their departure
they do not show it in the quarter it is considered the height of rudeness to stare you will find these Suzanne's and Marcel's exceedingly well bred and the little refinements of life and you will note a certain innate dignity and kindness in their bearing toward others which often makes one wish to uncover his head in their presence end of chapter 8 chapter 9 of the real Latin Quarter this liberal arts recording is in the public domain the real Latin Quarter by f. Berkeley Smith chapter 9 the ragged edge of the quarter there are many streets of the quarter as quiet as those of a country village some of them like the rue vogueira lead out past gloomy slaughterhouses and stables through desolate sections of vacant lots littered with the ruins of factory and foundry whose tall smoke begrined chimneys in the dark
stand like giant centuries as if pointing a warning finger to the approaching pedestrian for these ragged edges of the quarter often afford at night a lurking ground for foot pads in just such desolation they lived a dozen students in a small nest of studios that I need not say were rented to them at a price within their ever scanty means it was marvelled at among the boys in the quarter that any of these exiles lived to see the light of another day after wandering back at all hours of the night to their stronghold possibly their sole possessions consisted of the clothes they had on a few bad pictures and their several immortal geniuses that the gentleman with the sandbags new of this I am convinced for the students were never molested barely providence lends a strong and ready arm to the drunken man and the fool the farther out one goes on the rue vogueiraire the more desolate and forbidding becomes this long highway until it terminates at the fortifications near which is a huge open field kept clear of such
permanent buildings as might shelter an enemy in time of war scattered over this space are the hovels of squatters and gypsies fortune telling horse trading vagabonds whose living vans at certain times of the year form part of the smaller fares within the quarter and very small and unattractive little fares they are consisting of half a dozen or more wagons serving as a yearly abode for these shiftless people allewed at night by the glare of smoking oil torches there is more over a dingy tent with a half drawn red curtain that hides the fortune telling beauty and a traveling shooting gallery so short that the muzzle of one's rifle nearly rests upon the painted lady with the sheet iron breastbone centered by a pinhead of a bullseye which never rings there is often a small carousel too which is not only patronized by the children but often by a crowd of students boys and girls who literally turn the merry ground into a circus and who for the time are
cheered to feats of bearback riding by the enthusiastic bystanders these little quarterfets are far different from the great fat denouille across the sand which begins at the port mayo and continues in a long littering avenue of side shows with mammoth carousels bizarre and looking glass panels and golden figures within the circle of all this throne like gorgeousness a horse power organ shakes the very ground with its clarion blasts while pink and white wooden pigs their tails tied up in bows of colored ribbons heath and swoop round and round their backs loaded with screaming girls and shouting men it was near this very same poor mayo in a colossal theater built originally for the representation of one of the choral fee ballets that a fellow student in myself went over from the quarter one night to soup in a spectacular and melodramatic pantomime entitled our freak a paris we were invited by the sole proprietor and manager of the show
an old circus man and one of the shrewdest most companionable and intelligent of men who would travel the world over he spoke no language but his own unadulterated american this with his dominant personality served him wherever fortune carried him so accepting his invitation to play alternately the dying soldier and the pursuing cannibal under the scorching rays of a tropical limelight and with an old pair of trousers and a flannel shirt wrapped in a newspaper we presented ourselves at the appointed hour at the edge of the hostile country here we found ourselves surrounded by a horde of savages who needed no grease paint to stain their ebony bodies and many of those grinning countenances i had often recognized along our own tenderloin this is mat Rogers from lost culture east us with mat Rogers and bow and yang this is bow and yang from lost culture east of mat Rogers and bow and yang you know when people try a new food and suddenly it's like wait that's the reaction a lot of people are having when they first try q b mayo it's the one
with the red cap and the little baby on the bottle you've probably seen it in the grocery store and if you've ever just walked past it some people would say that's a huge mistake because this mayo is different most mayonnaise uses whole eggs q b only uses egg yolks which gives it this rich umami flavor it's smoother deeper and almost buttery once people try it they start putting it on everything egg sandwiches fries burgers some fans even swear by dipping pizza crust in it and once you notice it you start seeing it everywhere chefs use it restaurants use it people who really care about flavor use it never try it grab the bottle with the red cap next time you're at the store put it on just about anything then you'll understand q b the original japanese mayonnaise hey it's kelly rolling you may not know this but i have eczema so i get how it can steal your time but why let eczema take over when you can talk to your doctor about epglyss epglyss lubricism app lbkz a 250 milligram per 2 milliliter injection is a prescription medicine
used to treat adults and children 12 years of age and older who weigh at least 88 pounds or 40 kilograms with moderate to severe eczema also called a topic dermatitis that is not well controlled with prescription therapies used on the skin or topicals or who cannot use topical therapies epglyss can be used with or without topical corticosteroids don't use if you are allergic to epglyss allergic reactions can occur that can be severe i problems can occur tell your doctor if you have newer worsening i problems you should not receive a live vaccine when treated with epglyss before starting epglyss tell your doctor if you have a parasitic infection paid partnership with lily respect your time ask your doctor about epglyss and visit epglyss.com or call 1-800-LiliRx or 1-800-545-5979 with verbo care help is always ready before, during, and after your stay we've planned for the plot twists so support is always available because a great trip starts with peace of mind besides there were cowboys and greasers and diving elks and a company of french
zoaves the latter in fact seemed to be the only thing foreign about the show our friend the manager informed us that he had thrown the entire spectacle together in about 10 days and that he had gathered with ease in two a hundred of those dusky warriors who had left their coat room in barbershop jabs in new york to find themselves stranded in paris he was a hustler this circus man and preceding the spectacle of the african war he had entertained the audience with a short variety show to brace the spectacle he insisted on bringing us around in front and giving us a box so we could see for ourselves how good it really was during this four part and after some clever high trapeze work the sensation of the evening was announced a signary with an unpronounceable name would train a den of ten forest bred lions when the orchestra had finished playing the awakening of the lion the curtain rose disclosing the nervous signary in purple tights and high-tapped boots
a long portable cage had been put together on the stage during the intermission and within it the ten pacing beasts there is something terrifying about the roar of a lion as it begins with its high-keyed moan and descends in scale to a horse roar that seems to penetrate one's whole nervous system but the signary did not seem to mind it he placed one foot on the seal of the safety door tucked his short riding whip under his arm pulled the latch with one hand forced one knee in the slightly open door and sprang into the cage click went the iron door as it found its bang went the signaries revolver as he drove the snarling roaring lot into the corner of the cage the smoke from his revolver drifted out through the bars the house was silent the trainer walked slowly up to the fiercest lion who reared against the bars as he approached him striking at the trainer with his heavy paws while the others slunk into the opposite corner the man's head was but half a foot now from the lions he menaced the beast with the little riding whip he almost but
did not quite strike him on the tip of his black nose that worked convulsively in rage then the lion dropped awkwardly with a short growl to his forelegs and slunk with the rest into the corner the signary turned and bowed it was the little riding whip they feared for they had never engaged its not the heavy iron bar within reach of his hand whose force they knew the vast audience breathed easier and ugly lot i said turning to our friend the manager who had taken his seat beside me yes he mused peering at the stage with his keen gray eyes green stock but a swell act eh wait for the grand finale i've got a girl here who comes on and does art poses among the lions she's a dream french too a girl or perhaps twenty enveloped in a bath gown now appeared at the wings the next instant the huge theater became dark and she stood in full flushing in the center of the cage brilliant in the rays of a powerful limelight while the lions circled about her at the
command of the trainer ain't she a peach said the manager enthusiastically yes said i she is has she been in the cages long i asked no she never worked with the cats before he said she's new to the show business she said her folks live in nut she worked here in a chocolate factory until she saw my ad last week and joined my show we gave her a rehearsal monday and we put her on the bill next night she's a good looker with plenty of grit and is a winner with the bunch in front how did you get her to take the job i said well he replied she balked at the act at first but i showed her two violet notes from a couple of swell fairies who wanted the job and after that she signed for six weeks who wrote the notes i said queryingly i wrote him he exclaimed dryly and he bit the corner of his stubby mustache and smiled this is the last act in the olio so you will have to excuse me so long and he disappeared in the gloom there are streets and boulevards in the
quarter sections of which are alive with the passing throng and the traffic of carts and omnibuses then one will come to a long stretch of massive buildings public institutions silent as convinced they're in terminable walls flanking garden or court the boulevards sands rumea is just such a highway until it crosses the boulevards sands michelle the liabilities roadway of the quarter then it seems to become suddenly inoculated with its bustle and life and from there on is crowded with bourgeois and animated with the commerce of market and shop an englishman was once so fired with a desire to see the gay life of the Latin quarter that he rented a suite of rooms on this same boulevards sands rumea at about the middle of this long quiet stretch here he stayed a fortnight expecting daily to see from his chambers the gayity of abohemia of which he had so often heard at the end of his disappointing sojourn he returned to london firmly convinced that the gay life of the Latin quarter was a myth it was to him this is matrodgers from lost culture east us with matrodgers
and bowen yang this is bowen yang from lost culture east of matrodgers and bowen yang you know when people try a new food and suddenly it's like wait that's the reaction a lot of people are having when they first try cupe mayo it's the one with the red cap and the little baby on the bottle you probably seen it in the grocery store before and if you've ever just walked past it some people would say that's a huge mistake because this mayo is different most mayonnaise uses whole eggs cupe only uses egg yolks which gives it this rich umami flavor it's smoother deeper and almost buttery once people try it they start putting it on everything egg sandwiches fries burgers some fans even swear by dipping pizza crust in and once you notice it you start seeing it everywhere chef's restaurants use it people who really care about flavor use it never try it grab the bottle with the red cap next time you're at the store put it on just about anything then you'll understand cupe the original japanese mayonnaise McDonald's is putting value back on the menu whether you're craving
a big mac McNuggets or sausage egg and cheese McGrittle's make it a meal and save your favorite is now your wallet's favorite to extra value meals are back get a big something extra with a big mac or 10-piece McNuggets fries and a medium coke all for just $9 limited time only promotion pricing maybe lower than meal pricing Toyota's easy choice sales event is on whether you're looking for the performance of a camera the versatility of around four the efficiency of a Corolla or all electric driving in the BZ. There's a Toyota that's just right for you. And with great deals across the lineup, now's the time to find yours. But hurry, these deals won't last long. Toyota's easy choice sales event ends soon. We make it easy. Toyota, let's go places. But the man from Denver, the steel king and the two thinner gentleman with the Louis-lined waistcoats
who accompanied him and whom fortune had awakened in the Fire West one morning and had led them to the great red star copper mine, a find which had ever since been a source of endless amusement to them, discovered the quarter before they had been in Paris a day and found it to the best ever as they expressed it. They did not remain long in Paris, this rare crowd of seasoned genials. For it was their first trip abroad and they had to see Switzerland and Vienna and the Rhine, but while they stayed they had a good time every minute. The man from Denver and the steel king sat at one of the small tables leaning over the railing at the Balbouillet, gazing at the sea of dancers. Billy said the man from Denver to the steel king, if they had this in Chicago, they'd tear out the posts inside of 15 minutes. He wiped the perspiration from his broad forehead and pushed his $20 Panama on the back of his head. Ain't it his sight he mused, clinching the butt of his perfecto between his teeth?
Say, say, it beats all I ever see. And he chuckled to himself his round genial face with its double chin, reaved in smiles. Say, George, he called to one of the copper twins, did you get on to that little one in black that just went by? Well, well, well. In a minute. Already the pile of saucers on their table reached a foot high, a record of refreshments for every Ivan and Marcel that had stopped in passing. Two girls approach. Certainly sit right down, cried the steel king here, Jack, this to the aged garçon, smoke up, and ask the ladies what they'll have, all of which was unintelligible to the two little parisiens and the garçon, but quite clear in meaning to all three. Just don't, garçon, interrupted the taller of the two girls, on café glace pour moi. Aimoire answered her companion galey, j'yop prams une limonade. Here, hold on, thunder good humor d'lead the man from Denver.
Get him a good drink. Rai, garçon, yes, that's it whiskey. I see you're on and two. Duh, he explains, holding up two fat fingers. All straight friend, two whiskies with celtzer on the side, see? Now go roll your hoop and get back with him. Oh, no, miss you, cried the two parisiens and one breath, whiskey. Jame, sapeak, a set throw four. At this juncture, the flower woman arrived with a basket full of red roses. Wulu voudet flueur, missier, aimadam, she asked politely. Certainly cried the steel king. Here, mod and maimi, take the lot and he handed the two girls the entire contents of the basket. The taller buried her face for a moment in the red, shakwame no, and drank in their fragrance. When she looked up, two big tears trickled down to the corners of her pretty mouth. In a moment more, she was smiling. The smaller girl gave a little cry of delight and shook her roses above her head
as three other girls passed. Ten minutes later, the two possessed but a single rose a piece. They had generously given all the rest away. The copper twins had been oblivious of all this. They had been hanging over the low balustrade, engaged in a heart to heart talk with two pretty kati-e brunettes. It seemed to be really a case of love at first sight, carried on somewhat under difficulties, for the copper twins could not speak a word of French, and the English of the two shiek brunettes was limited to, oh yes, very well, good morning, good evening, and I love you. The four held hands over the low railing until the copper twins fairly steamed in talk, warmed by the sun of gayity and wet by several rounds of highland dew. They grew sad and earnest and got up and stepped all over the steel king in the man from Denver, and the two perisians, daintily slipperd feet, in squeezing out past the group of round tables back of the balustrade,
and down onto the polished floor where they are speedily lost to view in the maze of dancers, gliding into the whirl with the two brunettes. When the walses over they stroll out with them into the garden and order wine and talk of changing their steam or date. The good American, with his spotless collar and his well-cut clothes, with his frankness and whole soul generosity, is a study to the modern gree-set. He seems strangely attractive to her, in contrast with a certain type of Frenchman, that is selfish, unfaithful, and mean. That jealousy makes uncompennionable and sometimes cruel. She will tell you that these pale black eyed and black bearded boulevardiers are all alike, lazy and selfish, so unlike many of the sterling good fellows of the quarter, Frenchman of a different stamp, and there are many of these rare good bohemians, with hearts and natures as big as all outdoors. Bon garçon.
This is Matt Rodgers from Lost Culture East, that's with Matt Rodgers and Bowen Yang. You know when people try a new food and suddenly it's like, wait, that's the reaction. A lot of people are having when they first try Cupid Mayo. It's the one with the red cap and the little baby on the bottle, you've probably seen it in the grocery store before. And if you've ever just walked past it, some people would say that's a huge mistake, because this mayo is different. Most mayonnaise uses whole eggs. Cupid only uses egg yolks, which gives it this rich umami flavor. It's smoother, deeper and almost buttery. Once people try it, they start putting it on everything. Examages, fries, burgers, some fans even swear by dipping pizza crust in it. And once you notice it, you start seeing it everywhere. Chefs use it, restaurants use it. People who really care about flavor use it. Never try it, grab the bottle with the red cap next time you're at the store. Put it on just about anything, then you'll understand. Cupid, the original Japanese mayonnaise. McDonald's is putting value back on the menu. Whether you're craving a Big Mac,
McNuggets are sausage egg and cheese, McGrittle's, make it a meal and save. Your favorite is now your wallet's favorite too. Extra value meals are back. Get a big something extra. With a Big Mac or 10 piece McNuggets, fries and a medium Coke all for just $9. Limited time only, promotion pricing may be lower than meal pricing. Toyota's easy choice sales event is on. Whether you're looking for the performance of a camera, the versatility of a RAV4, the efficiency of a Corolla or all electric driving in the BZ. There's a Toyota that's just right for you. And with great deals across the lineup, now's the time to find yours. But hurry, these deals won't last long. Toyota's easy choice sales event ends soon. We make it easy. Toyota, let's go places. Which is only another way of saying gentlemen. As you tramp along back to your quarters some rainy
night, you find many of the streets leading from the boulevards silent and badly lighted, except for some flickering lantern on the corner of a long block, which sends the shadows scurrying across your path. You pass a student perhaps and a girl hurrying home. A fiat for a short distance is a luxury in the quarter. Now you hear the click clock of an approaching cab, the Koshay half a sleep on his box. The hood of the fiat is up, sheltering the two inside from the ring. As the vatua rumbles by near a street light, you catch a glimpse of a pink silk pedicote within, and a pair of dainty white kid shoes, and the glint of an officer's sword. Fartheron, you pass a silent jundarm, muffled in his night cloak. A few doors fartheron in a small cafe aboujoua couple, who have arrived on a late train no doubt to spend a month with relatives in Paris, are having a warming tipple before proceeding farther in the drizzling rain. They have, of course,
invited the Koshay to drink with them. They have brought all their pets and nearly all their household goods, two dogs, three bird cages, their tiny occupants protected from the damp air by several folds of newspaper, a cat in a stout paper box with air holes, and two trunks well tied with rope. Ah yes, it has been a long journey, size the wife. Her husband corroborates her, as they explain to the patron of the cafe and to the Koshay that they left their village at midday. Anything over two hours on the Shaman Defeuil is considered a journey by these good French people. As you continue on to your studio, you catch a glimpse of the lights of the boulevard Montpannasse. Next, a cab with a green light rattles by, then a ponderous two wheel cart lumbres along, piled high with red carats as neatly arranged as cigars in a box. The driver asleep on his seat near his swinging lantern, and the big Normandy horses taking the way.
It is late for these carts are on their route to the early morning market, one of the great owl. The tired waiters are putting up the shutters of the smaller cafes and stacking up the chairs. Now a cock grows lustily in some neighboring yard, the majority at least of the Latin quarter has turned in for the night. A moment later you reach your gate, feel instinctively for your matches, in the darkness of the court a friendly cat rubs her head contentedly against your leg. It is the yellow one that sleeps in the furniture factory, and you pick her up and carry her to your studio where a moment later she is crunching gratefully the remnant of the boule mecaro, left from your day je ne, for charity begins at home. End of chapter 9 Chapter 10 of the Real Latin Quarter This liberal vox recording is in the public domain, the Real Latin Quarter by F. Berkeley Smith, chapter 10, exiled.
Scores of men celebrated in art and literature have for a longer or shorter period of their lives been bohemians of the Latin Quarter, and yet these years spent in cafes and studios have not turned them out into the world a devil mecare lot of dreamers. They have all marched and sung along the boule mec, danced at the boule a, starved, struggled, and lived in the romance of its life. It has all been a part of their education. And a very important part too, in the development of their several geniuses, a development which in later life has placed them at the head of their professions. These years of camaraderie, of a life free from all conventionalities, in daily touch with everything about them, and untrammeled by public censure, or the petty views of prudish or narrow minds, have left them free to cut a straight swath merrily toward the goal of their ideals, surrounded all the while by an atmosphere of art and good fellowship that permeates the very air they breathe. If a man can work at all, he can work here, for between the working hours he finds a
life so charming, that once having lived it, he returns to it again and again, as to an old love. How many other romances of this student-quarter? How many hearts have been broken or made glad? How many brave spirits have suffered and worked on and suffered again, and at last one fame? How many have failed? We who come with a fresh eye know nothing of all that has passed within these quaint streets, only those who have lived in and through it know its full story. Poshar has seen it, so has the little old woman who once danced at the opera, so have old BB Lapuré, and El Fance, the grey-haired Garçon, and Mer Géyer, the flower woman, they have seen the gay boulevards and the cafes and generations of grissettes, from the true grissette of years gone by, in her dainty white cap and simple dress turned low with the throat to the tailor-made grissette of today.
This is Matt Rodgers from Los Culturistas with Matt Rodgers and Bowen Yang. This is Bowen Yang from Los Culturistas with Matt Rodgers and Bowen Yang. You know when people try a new food and suddenly it's like wait, that's the reaction, a lot of people are having when they first try QB Mayo. It's the one with the red cap and the little baby on the bottle, you've probably seen it in the grocery store before. And if you've ever just walked past it, some people would say that's a huge mistake, because this mayo is different. Most mayonnaise uses whole eggs, QB only uses egg yolks, which gives it this rich umami flavor. It's smoother, deeper, and almost buttery. Once people try it, they start putting it on everything. Egg sandwiches, fries, burgers, some fans even swear by dipping pizza crust in it. And once you notice it, you start seeing it everywhere. Chefs use it, restaurants use it. People who really care about flavor use it. Never try it, grab the bottle with the red cap next time you're at the store. Put it on just about anything, then you'll understand. QB, the original Japanese mayonnaise. Toyota's easy choice sales event is on. Whether you're looking
for the performance of a camera, the versatility of a RAV4, the efficiency of a Corolla, or all electric driving in the BZ. There's a Toyota that's just right for you. And with great deals across the lineup, now's the time to find yours. But hurry, these deals won't last long. Toyota's easy choice sales event ends soon. We make it easy. Toyota, let's go places. Meet the Red Bull Dragonberry Emergizer. It's one of the many new drinks out now. Who knew ice cold drinks could be so fire. Try them all only at McDonald's. Yet the eyes of the little old woman still dance. They have not grown tired of this ever-changing kaleidoscope of human nature, this paradise of the free, where many would rather struggle on, half-starved, than live a life of luxury elsewhere. And the students are equally quixotic. I knew one once who lived in an air castle of his own building, a tall, serious fellow,
a sculptor, who always went tramping about in a robe resembling a monk's cowl, with his bare feet encased in coarse sandals. Only his art redeemed these eccentricities, or he produced in steel and ivory, the most exquisite statuettes. One at the salon was the sensation of the day, a night in full armor, scarcely half a foot in height, holding in his arms a nymph in flesh-tinted ivory whose gentle face upturned gazed sweetly into the stern features behind the uplifted biser, and also exquisitely carved so alive, so human, that one could almost feel the tender heart of this fair lady beating against the cold steel breastplate. Another bon gasson, a painter whose enthusiasm for his art new-no-bounds, craved to produce a masterpiece. This dreamer could be seen daily, ferriting around the quarter for a studio always bigger than the one he had. At last he found one that exactly fitted the requirements of his vivid imagination, a studio with a ceiling
30 feet high, with windows like the scenic ones next to the stage entrances of the theaters. Here at last he could give full play to his brush. No subject seemed too big for him to tackle. He would move in a canvas big as a back flat to a third act, and commence on a fall of Babylon, or a carnage of Rome, with a nerve that was sublime. The choking dust of the arena, the insatiable fury of the tigers, the cowering of hundreds of unfortunate captives, and the cruel multitude above seated in the vast circle of the hippodrome, all these did not dount his zeal. Once he persuaded a venerable old Abbey to pose for his portrait, the old gentleman came patiently to his studio and posed for ten days, at the end of which time the Abbey gazed at the result and said things which I dare not repeat, for our enthusiast had so far only painted his clothes, the face was still in its primary drawing. The face I shall do in time, the enthusiast assured the reverend man
excitedly. It is the effect of the rich color of your robe I wished to get, and may I ask your holiness to be patient today longer while I put in your boots? No, sir, thunder the irate Abbey. Does Miss Yur think I am not a very busy man? Then softening a little he said with a smile? I won't come any more, my friend, I'll send my boots around tomorrow by my boy. But the longest red letter day has its ending, and time and tide beckon one with the brutality of an impatient jailer. On my studio table is a well-stuffed envelope containing the documents relative to my impending exile, a stamped card of my identification, bearing the number of myself, a plan of the slave ship, and six red tags for my baggage. The three pretty daughters of old pair, Valois, know of my approaching departure, and say cheering things to me as I pass the Concierge's window. Pair Valois stands at the gate, and stops me with, is it true, Miss Yur,
you are going Saturday? Yes, I answer, unfortunately, it is quite true. The old man's size and replies, I once had to leave Paris myself. Looking at me as if he were speaking to an old resident. My regiment was ordered to the colonies, it was Harbenshire, but I did my duty. The morning of my sailing has arrived. The patron of the tobacco shop, and Madame, his good wife, and the wine merchant, and the baker along the little street with its cobblestone bed, have all wished me bon voyage, accompanied with many hand-shakings. It is getting late, and pair Valois has gone to hunt for a cab, a gallery, as it is called, with a place for trunks on top. Twenty minutes go by, but no gallery is in sight. The three daughters of pair Valois run in different directions to find one, while I throw the remaining odds and ends in the studio into my vellise. At last, there is a sound of grating wheels below on the gravel court. The gallery has arrived,
with the smallest of the three daughters inside, all out of breath from her run, and terribly excited. There are the trunks and the vellises and the bicycle in its crate to get down. Two soldiers, who have been calling on two of the daughters, come up to the studio and kindly offer their assistance. There is no time to lose. And in single file, the procession starts down the Atelier Stairs, headed by pair Valois, who has just returned from his fruitless search considerably winded, and the three girls, the two red-troubled soldiers, and myself tugging away at the rest of the luggage. It is not often one departs with the assistance of three pretty-fum de Ménage, a jaleole concierge, and a portion of the army of the French Republic. With many suggestions for my good friends and an assuring wave of the hand from the aged Côche, my luggage is roped and chained to the top of the rickety little old cab, which sways and squeaks with the sudden weight, while the poor small horse upon whom has been devolved, the task of making the 1135 train,
God, Saint Lazar, changes his position wearily from one leg to the other, he is evidently thinking out the distance and is decided upon his gate. Boom voyage cried the three girls, and pair Valois and the two soldiers, as the last trunk is chained on. The dingy vehicle groans its way slowly out of the court, just as it reaches the last gate it stops. What's the matter, I ask, poking my head out of the window? Monsieur says the aged Côche, it is an impossibility. I regret very much to say that your bicycle will not pass through the gate. A dozen heads in the windows above offer suggestions. I climb out and take a look. There are at least four inches to spare on either side in passing through the iron posts. Ah, Christ, my Côche, enthusiastically, Monsieur is right, happily for us. He cracks his whip, the little horse gathers itself together, a moment of careful driving, and we are through and into the street, and rumbling away,
amid cheers from the windows above. As I glance over my traps, I see a bunch of roses tucked in the corner of my roll of rugs, with an engraved card attached, from Madame O'Zelle, Ernestine Valois, it reads, and on the other side is written in a small fine hand, Bon Voyage. I look back to bow my acknowledgement, but it is too late. We have turned the corner, and the rue Vosierard is but a memory. But why go on telling you of what the little shops contain, how narrow and picturesque are the small streets, how gay the boulevards, what they do at the bouillet, or where they die? It is love that moves Paris. It is the motive power of this big beautiful polished city, the love of adventure, the love of intrigue, the love of being a Bohemian, if you will, but it is love all the same. I work for love, hums the little couture de hier. I work for love, cries the miller of Marcel La Gaye. I live for love, sings the poet.
For the love of art I am a painter, size Edmund in his atelier, and for her. For the love of it I mold and model and create chance the sculptor, and for her. It is the woman who dominates Paris, lait petite fun, who have inspired its art through the skill of these artisans. Monsieur, please buy this fisherman dowel, cries a poor old woman outside of your train compartment, as you are leaving abd for Paris. Monsieur screams a girl running near the open window with a little fissure girl dowel uplifted. What, you don't want it? You have bought one? Ah, I see, cries the pretty vendor, but it is a boy dowel. He will be sad if he goes to Paris without a companion. Take all the little fissure girls away from Paris, from the câtier latin, and you would find chaos and a morgue. La morgue, that is it. La morgue, la morgue, la morgue.
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