The Ink-Stain, Complete

ry 1,

y and goes out very little, the number of one's calls on New Year's Day is limited. I shall make five or si

pliments of the season. My porter's wif

to the tenants on the first, second, and third floors. My answer was the same as theirs. I slipped into her palm (with

as been to place a bunch of chrysanthemums on her baby's grave, are the only manifestations of sensibility that I have discovered in her. From the second of January to

cle Mouillard (an answer), and the other-I don't recognize the other. Let's open it first: b

AND MARI

siting-cards. But kind hear

elieu. I was walking along quickly, with a bundle of papers under my arm, on my way back to the office where I was head clerk. Suddenly a dressmaker's errand-girl set down her great oilcloth-c

moiselle,

r, you know

in with, Counsellor Boule. He is qu

I can spare a minute or two.

hions. I remember that I walked a little ahead for fear of being seen i

ery clearly; a little money put by, you see, out of ten years' wages; one may be careful and yet be taken in; and, alas! all has been lent to a

cabinet-maker, and get a judgment against him. We shall not let

recovered; the banns were put up; and the little dressmaker paid a second visit

case! Thank you again and again, Monsieur Mouillard, you re

ter what his fees co

u? What can

came next to me, had their eyes upon me. I rose to t

emoiselle, and

over it f

ess. That is a pity. I should have liked to see them both again. These young married folk are

e, it's y

e punctual, dear uncle; you are even attentive; there is something affectionate in this precision. But I do not know why your letters leave me unmoved. The eighteen to twenty-five lines of which each is composed are from your head, rather than your heart. Why do you not tell me of my parents, whom you knew;

t us see wha

December

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New Year does not f

it leaves you. I mak

e advent of the 31st

of any other day of

to me the express

ot be amiss if you ma

family not addicte

may say so, adorned

ou will be

taken your doctor's d

hall expect you the ve

urthest; and I shal

rvis

falling off, I can as

ss good eyes and g

awyer. You will find e

order

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ily have been to see m

y. They have just inh

them in an action

d, son-in-law of Lorinet," never! One pays too dear for these rich wives. Mademoiselle Berthe is half a foot taller than I, who am moderately tall, and she has breadth in proportion. Moreover, I have heard that her wit is got in proportion. I saw her when she was seventeen, in a short frock of staring blue; she was very thin then, and was escorted by a brot

ch

y is growing. The Junian Latin

he beadle was colder, and that the keepers were shadowing me like a political suspect. I thought it wise to chang

ful to his post beneath

few books it is true, but they are all bound in vellum, and that fixes their date. In his way of turning the leaves there is something sacerdotal. He seems popular with the servants. Some of the keepers worship him. He has very good manners toward every one. Me he avoids. Still I meet him, sometimes in the cloakroom, oftener in the Rue Richelieu on his way to the Seine. He stops, and so do I, near the Fontaine Moliere, to buy chestnuts. We have

for an opportunity to repair my clumsy mistake and show myself in a less unfavorable l

he Lorinet, the graceful outlines of Mademoiselle Jeanne hav

ds that I am sorry for the past, and implore her forgiveness. Then there will no longer be a gulf betwixt her and me, I shall be able to meet her without confusion, to invoke her image to put to flight that of Mademoiselle Lorinet without the vision of those disdainful

for her with a keenness and determination which surprise me, and the disappointment

rhaps my reas

make up the accou

times in succession, from No. 1 to No. 107, and from No. 107 to No. 1. Je

whom I swear by, are not the writers I most care to hear. I renewed this attempt on the tw

its daughters in shoals to applaud Andr

ps no

mong the chestnut-trees. I see children playing and falling about; nursemaids who

ay I spent five hou

inst certain currents that set toward the departments consecrated to spring novelties. Adrift like a floating spar I was swept away and driven ashore amid the baby-linen. There it flung me high and dry among the shop-girls, who laughed at the spectacle of an undergraduate shipwrecked amo

. She can not come with her father before the National Library closes. Even su

d for a paper; they were all engaged. The directory was free. I took it, and opened it at Ch. I discovered that there were many Charnots in Paris without counting mine: Charnot, grocer; Charnot, upholsterer; Charnot, surgical bandage-maker. I built up a whole family tree for the member of the

n has been waiting three quarters of an hour for the directory. W

l waited a little while, and th

o, before the world is up, are out in the Champs Elysees catching the first rays of the morning, and the country breeze before it i

d. You have all the quick and easy graces of the sk

are dropping