Paris in Herrick Days

Paris in Herrick Days

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1915 edition. Excerpt: ...something that I venture to say no compatriot of mine has ever seen, something that I think our good friends, the great geniuses of the artistic commerce of France, make a big mistake in keeping so religiously hidden away from us Americans: I saw Gratitude in the rue de la Paix. RHEIMS TO-DAY AND YESTERDAY Paris, September 21, 1914. The cathedral of Rheims is burning and all France is weeping. One continuous, undisguised exclamation of horror meets us from every side. In mobilisation times when each family was sending off its father, husband, or son, you may recall the impression made upon us all by the magnificent self restraint. A story went the rounds in those days of an American magazine writer who had used the picturesque heading - Paris Qui Pleure -. The censor refused not only the heading but the whole article; the world across the sea must have no false notion that - Paris Weeps. - But to-day is a day of tears in Paris; even the correspondents, dreaded enemy, the Censor, makes no attempt to conceal the fact. It is the call of the spirit, of a hundredsof-years old religious belief, soaring above its bonds, despising the pride which holds in leash the lament of flesh for flesh. The truth is, this France of the Separation is horrified at the sacrilege. But we started out to talk of things very different, of a day in which the towering, old art of the cathedral of St Remy, where Clovis was crowned, where Jeanne d'Arc handed Charles VII his sceptre, threw into relief the birth of a new sport, later to become a military science and play the first part in its destruction. One Saturday afternoon I was in the studio of the Scotch painter John Ferguson, it was pouring down rain, the most unpromising autumn twilight; suddenly: more

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  • Paperback | 32 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 77g
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 123656099X
  • 9781236560995