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[Mitkowski G. <nur...@na...>]

Hymn and said she would like to hear the "Sambre et Meuse" again. That,
of course, delighted them and they marched off to the strains of their
favourite tune. About half-way down the avenue we heard a few cries of
"Vive la Russie," and then came a burst of cheers. Our dinner was rather
pleasant that evening. We had the Prefet, M. Sebline; Senator of the
Aisne, Jusserand, present Ambassador to Washington; Mme. Thenard, of the
Comedie Francaise, and several young people. Jusserand is always a
brilliant talker--so easy--no pose of any kind, and Sebline was
interesting, telling about all sorts of old customs in the country.
Though we were so near Paris, hardly two hours by the express, the
people had remained extraordinarily primitive. There were no
manufacturing towns anywhere near us, nothing but big farms, forests and
small far-apart villages. The modern socialist-radical ideas were
penetrating very slowly into the heads of the people--they were quite
content to be hum