Democratic Sentinel, Volume 7, Number 34, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 21 September 1883 — The Parisian. [ARTICLE]

The Parisian.

A thousand articles might be devoted to defining what is and what is not Parisian and yet no progress be made on this peculiar subject. There is but one way to know about Paris and that is to lounge through its streets, cases, theaters, clubs and restaurants. It is Paris which votes death by dynamite to all aristocrats and it is Paris which goes wild over ballet-dancers, It is Paris which, at mi-careme, throngs the boulevard to assist at the ridiculous processions of Batignolles washerwomen, and the next day goes en masse to carry flowers to Victor Hugo in honor of the anniversary of his birth. Voltaire’s apostrophe—“Ah, Parisians! Parisians! you never dance better than when you are dancing around the corpses of your brothers!” is as true to-day as when he uttered it. A Parisian is generous and cruel, amusing and disgusting, polite and brutal, a bon vivant and a beggar, honest and dishonest —in brief, much that is good and much that is bad, and it is hard to say whether his virtues or his vices are the most humorous.— Cor. San Francisco Chronicle. An insurance agent named Pyle, In running fell over the stile, St Jacobs Oil gave relief, And the pain was so brief, He got up and said: “I should smile.” A lame old lady at Keyser, Had no one to advise her, ’Till Doctqr John Boyle, Tried St Jacobs Oil, Its action did simply surprise her.