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Text for Page 098 [06-18-1855]

tombs and an immense space of ground, so that �tis very possible
we overlooked the finer monuments.   A heavy shower of rain drove
us into a Chapel, which ending we came to a rising ground over
lot looking, an affording a finer view of Paris.     Here was a
large space devoted to monuments of the humbler class.  Cheap
wooden crosses daubed with black and white, some planted all awry, 
little flower plots as over the graves of children, glass cases, plaster
casts, wreaths of immorteles, � sometimes all tumbled together in
ruinous decay.    Narrow paths intersected the place, and beside one
of the tombs, (a very humble one,) a working man knelt, praying.
The sun shore out again, and the hum and stir of Paris in the
back ground was very suggestive.          Father on were some
pompously hideous monuments, one a pyramidically-circular tower
excessively so.     Everything horticultural was weedy and unten-
ded.          If what we saw be a fair sample Pere la Chaise
does not equal the English Cemeteries, much less those of Ame-
rica.        Returning, and dodging the rain in wine shops now and
then, we got back to dinner and the Cour du Commerce.
In the evening, some seven strong, to Franconi�s Amphitheatre,
where were feats of daring, dancing and horsemanship, a pretty
and skilful equestrienne named Madame Leopoldine, and the
very best English clown I ever saw.     A boxing match in dumb
show, in which he engaged with a French clown was immensely
good.       Finally we all got very well wetted in our return.
  19.  Tuesday.    The three to the Palais des Thermes,
or rather Hotel de Cluny.     Tis an old building with Roman
foundations, now public property, and possessing rare curiosities.               
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