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the ways of men-第14章

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The 〃oldest inhabitant;〃 with his twice…told tales of  transformations and changes; is to a certain extent  responsible for this; by contrast; we imagine that the  capitals of Europe have always been just as we see them。  So  strong is this impression that it requires a serious effort of  the imagination to reconstruct the Paris that our grandparents  knew and admired; few as the years are that separate their day  from ours。

It is; for instance; difficult to conceive of a Paris that  ended at the rue Royale; with only waste land and market  gardens beyond the Madeleine; where to…day so many avenues  open their stately perspectives; yet such was the case!  The  few fine residences that existed beyond that point faced the  Faubourg Saint…Honore; with gardens running back to an unkempt  open country called the Champs Elysees; where an unfinished  Arc de Triomphe stood alone in a wilderness that no one ever  dreamed of traversing。

The fashionable ladies of that time drove in the afternoon  along the boulevards from the Madeleine to the Chateau d'Eau;  and stopped their ponderous yellow barouches at Tortoni's;  where ices were served to them in their carriages; while they  chatted with immaculate dandies in skin…tight nankeen  unmentionables; blue swallow…tailed coats; and furry ‘beaver〃  hats。

While looking over some books in the company of an old lady  who from time to time opens her store of treasures and recalls  her remote youth at my request; and whose SPIRITUEL and  graphic language gives to her souvenirs the air of being stray  chapters from some old…fashioned romance; I received a vivid  impression of how the French capital must have looked fifty  years ago。

Emptying in her company a chest of books that had not seen the  light for several decades; we came across a 〃Panorama of the  Boulevards;〃 dated 1845; which proved when unfolded to be a  colored lithograph; a couple of yards long by five or six  inches high; representing the line of boulevards from the  Madeleine to the Place de la Bastille。  Each house; almost  each tree; was faithfully depicted; together with the crowds  on the sidewalks and the carriages in the street。  The whole  scene was as different from the effect made by that  thoroughfare to…day as though five hundred and not fifty years  had elapsed since the little book was printed。  The picture  breathed an atmosphere of calm and nameless quaintness that  one finds now only in old provincial cities which have escaped  the ravages of improvement。

My companion sat with the book unfolded before her; in a  smiling trance。  Her mind had turned back to the far…away days  when she first trod those streets a bride; with all the  pleasures and few of the cares of life to think about。

I watched her in silence (it seemed a sacrilege to break in on  such a train of thought); until gradually her eyes lost their  far…away expression; and; turning to me with a smile; she  exclaimed: 〃How we ever had the courage to appear in the  street dressed as we were is a mystery!  Do you see that  carriage?〃 pointing in the print to a high…swung family  vehicle with a powdered coachman on the box; and two sky…blue  lackeys standing behind。  〃I can remember; as if it were  yesterday; going to drive with Lady B…; the British  ambassadress; in just such a conveyance。  She drove four  horses with feathers on their heads; when she used to come to  Meurice's for me。  I blush when I think that my frock was so  scant that I had to raise the skirt almost to my knees in  order to get into her carriage。

〃Why we didn't all die of pneumonia is another marvel; for we  wore low…necked dresses and the thinnest of slippers in the  street; our heads being about the only part that was  completely covered。  I was particularly proud of a turban  surmounted with a bird of paradise; but Lady B… affected poke  bonnets; then just coming into fashion; so large and so deep  that when one looked at her from the side nothing was visible  except two curls; ‘as damp and as black as leeches。'  In other  ways our toilets were absurdly unsuited for every…day wear; we  wore light scarves over our necks; and rarely used furlined  pelisses。〃

Returning to an examination of the panorama; my companion  pointed out to me that there was no break in the boulevards;  where the opera…house; with its seven radiating avenues; now  stands; but a long line of Hotels; dozing behind high walls;  and quaint two…storied buildings that undoubtedly dated from  the razing of the city wall and the opening of the new  thoroughfare under Louis XV。

A little farther on was the world…famous Maison Doree; where  one almost expected to see Alfred de Musset and le docteur  Veron dining with Dumas and Eugene Sue。

〃What in the name of goodness is that?〃 I exclaimed; pointing  to a couple of black and yellow monstrosities on wheels; which  looked like three carriages joined together with a 〃buggy〃  added on in front。

〃That's the diligence just arrived from Calais; it has been  two days EN ROUTE; the passengers sleeping as best they could;  side by side; and escaping from their confinement only when  horses were changed or while stopping for meals。  That high  two…wheeled trap with the little ‘tiger' standing up behind is  a tilbury。  We used to see the Count d'Orsay driving one like  that almost every day。  He wore butter…colored gloves; and the  skirts of his coat were pleated full all around; and stood out  like a ballet girl's。  It is a pity they have not included  Louis Philippe and his family jogging off to Neuilly in the  court ‘carryall;' … the ‘Citizen King;' with his blue umbrella  between his knees; trying to look like an honest bourgeois;  and failing even in that attempt to please the Parisians。

〃We were in Paris in '48; from my window at Meurice's I saw  poor old JUSTE MILIEU read his abdication from the historic  middle balcony of the Tuileries; and half an hour later we  perceived the Duchesse d'Orleans leave the Tuileries on foot;  leading her two sons by the hand; and walk through the gardens  and across the Place de la Concorde to the Corps Legislatif;  in a last attempt to save the crown for her son。  Futile  effort!  That evening the ‘Citizen King' was hurried through  those same gardens and into a passing cab; EN ROUTE for a life  exile。

〃Our balcony at Meurice's was a fine point of observation from  which to watch a revolution。  With an opera…glass we could see  the mob surging to the sack of the palace; the priceless  furniture and bric…a…brac flung into the street; court dresses  waved on pikes from the tall windows; and finally the throne  brought out; and carried off to be burned。  There was no  keeping the men of our party in after that。  They rushed off  to have a nearer glimpse of the fighting; and we saw no more  of them until daybreak the following morning when; just as we  were preparing to send for the police; two dilapidated;  ragged; black…faced mortals appeared; in whom we barely  recognized our husbands。  They had been impressed into service  and passed their night building barricades。  My better half;  however; had succeeded in snatching a handful of the gold  fringe from the throne as it was carried by; an act of prowess  that repaid him for all his troubles and fatigue。

〃I passed the greater part of forty…eight hours on our  balcony; watching the mob marching by; singing LA  MARSEILLAISE; and camping at night in the streets。  It was all  I could do to tear myself away from the window long enough to  eat and write in my journal。

〃There was no Avenue de l'Opera then。  The trip from the  boulevards to the Palais…Royal had to be made by a long detour  across the Place Vendome (where; by the bye; a cattle market  was held) or through a labyrinth of narrow; bad…smelling  little streets; where strangers easily lost their way。  Next  to the boulevards; the Palais…Royal was the centre of the  elegant and dissipated life in the capital。  It was there we  met of an afternoon to drink chocolate at the ‘Rotonde;' or to  dine at ‘Les Trois Freres Provencaux;' and let our husbands  have a try at the gambling tables in the Passage d'Orleans。

〃No one thought of buying jewelry anywhere else。  It was from  the windows of its shops that the fashions started on their  way around the world。  When Victoria as a bride was visiting  Louis Philippe; she was so fascinated by the aspect of the  place that the gallant French king ordered a miniature copy of  the scene; made IN PAPIER…MACHE; as a present for his guest; a  sort of gigantic dolls' house in which not only the palace and  its long colonnades were reproduced; but every tiny shop and  the myriad articles for sale were copied with Chinese  fidelity。  Unfortunately the pear…headed old king became  England's uninvited guest before this clumsy toy was finished;  so it never crossed the Channel; but can be seen to…day by any  one curious enough to examine it; in the Musee Carnavalet。

〃Few of us realize that the Paris of Charles X。 and Louis  Philippe would seem to us now a small; ill…paved; and worse… lighted provincial town; with few theatres or hotels;  communicating with the outer world only by means of a horse… drawn ‘post;' and practically farther from London than  Constantinople is to
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