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Two Queens Whose History Has Affected the Famous Park Marie Antoinette and the Empress Eugenie. y the C0UNTE88 BEN0I8T D'AZY. PARIS has solved the problem of bow to maintain a park the moat beautiful in the world and have It a source of revenue rather than an expanse. Ita Bola de Boulogne, a park of 1.880 area, coats 710,000 franos, or $142,000, to maintain; but produeea for the city treasury 000.000 franos which In your American money la 1180.000. To be aure, the Bols Is composed of any elementa; Us race courses. Ita restaurants. Its clubs and Its private Vlllaa. all of which not only contribute to the city's funds, but have a ahare la adding to the beauty of the whole The two largest aouroaa of Inoome are the Longohamps and Auteull race

courses, each of which pays annually to the City of Paris 200,000 franca. Mast, aa regarda figures, cornea the Circle du Bola de Boulogne, called the Circle dea Patlneurs, but more generally known aa the Tlr auz Plgeona. This club, quite chic In Its way. paya a rent of $12,000, while the Polo and Racing cluba pay only $5,000 each. The Pavilion d'Armenonvllle haa an

Annual rent of $7,000. while the Pre

Catelan. so much more extensive. Is taxed for only $5,000. This Is understood when we learn that all the constructions In the Bols. while made at the expense of the tenant, beoome the property of the City of Paris. Any tenant wishing to Improve replace the actual construction, of

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mission named by the municipal council. Some years ago. M. Letelller, of the Journal, wishing to have at his disposal one of the charming little villas that belong to the Pre Catelan. was willing to construct the superb restaurant for which he paid not less than two millions of francs, or $400,000. With a millionaire's caprlclousneas he was soon glad to have M. Mourler take his lease, and thug It 1 that the proprietor of the Cafe de Paris, Restaurant Foyot, the Abbaye d Thelem of Montmartre fame) is likewise tenant of the Pavilion d'Armenonvllle and of the Pre Catelan In the Bols. As the latter Is still called in the municipal documents "La ferine de Pre Catelan," whoever rents It fram the city Is obliged to keep In the dainty Normandy stables, situated back of the large restaurant. twenty-five betes laltleres, "milk animals" goats, cows, or even donkeys. It is a condition of the lease. Besides these famous restaurants, the Bols possesses Innumerable lesser ones; the Pavilion Chlnois. at the entrance of the Porte Dauphtne; the Pavtllon Royal, at the beginning of the lakes; the Cafe de la Cascade, opposite bongchamps: the Chalet des Deux Lacs, le Chalet de l'lle. etc. all paying rents varying from $1,000 to $4,000 a year. Of the private villas, the most important Is the Villa or Chateau de Longchamps. built by Napoleon III. as a gift to the Baron Haussmann and now rented to Mr. Charvet, the chemlsier de la rue de la Palx, for the sum of 40,000 francs. Hie "Little Chair" Rent. But the most amusing contribution to the city's funds, while by no means th least Important. Is that of the Concession des Chaises." How often, after a walk In the Bols. while waiting for the taxl-auto. have we welcomed the sometimes-unexpected sight of the little iron chair! And what a surprise that no sooner seated, than we sea loom up from the shades unknown, tne familiar figure of the elderly woman holding her pink tickets In one hand nd her little black satchel, with the day's receipts. In the other! The little nink ticket. In exchange for two cents, irivea vou the use of any chair In the I... free for the day but on days when the Bols Is crowded, each chair , . nHia for many times. For the privilege called the "Conrelln des Chaises" the City of Paris deceives annually the sum of $17,000.

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about eight thousand in number. Keep them in repair, pay salaries to nis

vigilant and faithful "cnaisierc-. -lectors of the ten centimes piece. " must be that he finds profit In the enterprise, for as each lease expires, nis attentions become more pressing to those that have It in their power to give this favor to another. The Jewel of the Bois. the chateau of Bagatelle, recently purchased by the city from Sir William Wallace for the sum of $1,200,000, was built by th Comte d'Artols in sixty-four days to receive the visit of his sister-in-law. the gracious Marie Antoinette It Is constantly rented for art expositions of different sorts. Imposing an entrance fee varying from 20 cents to $1. Here. too. In the wonderful gardens belonging to Bagatelle takes place each year the concourse des roses, when a prize is given for the ono most admired. Those interested In flowers should go to the rosr garden In the month of June, where the profusion of color and form In that "queen of flowers" Is almost bewildering. But let me say In passing that y:u must not Imagine that the most beautiful, not the most perfect, will take the prize. It is the newest color, the most unusua form, and we le n that roses have their pedigree as well as horses and dogs. A horticulturist can tell you the parents and grandparents of any rose. The chateau of Madrid, the site of the chateau built by Francis I.. Is now being reconstructed arm although just outside thp gate of the ".ols and consequently In Neullly. Is still regarded as property of the city of Paris. It brings In a considerable sum yearly. Just a word of the history of this Bois. which represents ail that remains of the ancient forest of Ronvray, and whic.i was Just ten times larger than the actual Bois. In the seventh century the forest of Ronvray had a small population, all of which were employed on a farm belonging to the Rol Pagobert. Tr- the south rose the windmills of Montmartre. "Where now stands the Troodero were a few scattered log cabins belonging to woodsmen, who maintained a commerce with fishermen living near St. Cloud ir a small village called 'Les Memes." This name soon disappeared and was replaced by that of Boulogne, ko called from an adjoining church constructed in souvenir of a pilgrimage made to Notre Daraa Ue Boulogne-sur-Mer. Its Romantic History. Doubtless the sntl-clerlcal parti of the

Clubs, Beautiful VillasEven Ito Chairs--Bring

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?? t JheTr Boil forTh.Twould e'er! faintly take umbrage at this pious origin of its name. When vou think th fu

question was agitated of changing such ESflVV . iaar- aL Lazare and FaS? ?-hP' St . Aftoin because of their religious significance, this feardoei not seem unreasonable. Jn th" Drovince. "here these "antl-clerlcals" have lei sense of the ridiculous and less fear o? being ridiculed, the Place de la cVthJ. drale has been changed To Place A Revolution, the rue St Martin has bt come rue Emiie Zola. etc. So let us no. be astonished If cne day a member r record.0" shotid"' JJrty' . nc'leSf o S Bovine land sort t-aalite or something of the remained the name of Bols du Village de Boulogne. However, even as late fe staentifmedih FX" mn"'" "con! "2at'r ot 1 h Forest of Rouvrav Toward the middle of the flfteenrh" cen ury King Henry II. had a wall with Wefoeresnt0nifmwetainttS' ulU "ond in hrsre?tEssIafisWesurn & J ffenry P?f conceived the idea of changing rh ulh into a vast cemetery, traversed ?by DH? ai ,""" I" "'he cemrS where hi wished to erect a gigantic mausoleum t contain his heart and that of ' Ma -l cesser. H further desired t haV each one of his court ers, as soon as created Chevalier du Saint Esprit. shnuM k..u2 a tomb and have it surmounted bj "hia statue in marble. nl A Royal Idea of Amusement. All the tombs were to be ttirm..j by yew trees cut In dlfferen? arewTOfAl designs. "In one hundred year, "IfJ the King, "this will be mSfTmaSS

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The Chateau de Lonjchamps, Which Brings the City of Pari. $8,000 a Ymmr Rnl

ru0ndreendadteombTSh'?r W,U ' " le"1 f0UP thflrst6 w.-of th ih'"h century BoVw,'" c t0 Place In the Thus th , n3 nhre they pleas-d shrubs Bu, PJfnLl"f f new trees and mint the seen er nn f, ?n beand two successive ini.li conae'Juence. t? Its Prosperity VeaJ''At tP daily disastrous aslhe FnSn.Was d neither the old oak. n ?JUh rPttatlons. oaK nor th new pinwhebne n)ey",eC?tmp,lf"' the Bole, end Wherever the troons Ha hardlr la led. all vegeta ion h A..pased literally seems y merest chance1"1' nd & were left standing betwe.n i-"me oak" and Madrid. etwe,n Armenonvllle A flam .

Na poleon, and the Bnu n by

Louis Philippe. .Ai,wi l? 18?J th1 legtslaUve eorne adopted a law by which thaTBoU was 00Sceded to the City of Paris; and from Xat rppearancbe'fiU' t0 lueeett Jhn "grand prefect." the Baroa Haussm.i;nn;,waf Us greatest benefacto". and Longcha'nfp.10 ' th ! concalved the Idea of that majestic was a fervent horseman, and aacn riaS "ok a ong ride In thii BAisTheStraSeJ of which was only a few hundred vt?Si from his house, u was In that earn i tZ house that tha unhappy Kmpiii? E?iii!! sought a hiding place afti? thj bSttfrot Sedan, on th? night of September 4 tM, before her flight to BelglumT Dr Elln one day returning from his rMa wiv!; and stopped by The Emperor wh mad. BoTs r,mark bTbu7y of "The Bols is indeed worthy or p. '." replied EvanaT bSi j ,aJL fiiJlS thought that the tw?,hSSld bs 1 wSneetS by an avenue worthy of both emlSSSSl ri".W ",OUM cal1 ? AvedeteSSw! And so it was that In a tmm vuv. begun that aven jia Vnow UtV t was only some months erterthV lamation of the third repVbllo that 7

mT was night, and the aky waa full of II 'Ur1 II The dog lay asleep In his kennel U and the cat la the garret and tha people In their beds. The wind had gone down, ao one knew where. When there was a breath In the air. It waa the bat. who akimmed noiselessly past on his soft wings When the bushes rustled It was the mouse or the hedgehog on hla way to some midnight revelry. But the tall, black lime treea that atood la ao avenue right down to the gate ahed o aweet and heavy a perfume that the bees could not sleep in their bivas for longing. Only In one window In tha whole house waa there a light burning. The window was open, and, framed In It, eat the prettiest girl in the world and looked out Into the dark, silent garden, he aat quite still, and round the window there were green tendrils, so that she looked like a portrait round which aoma ne had hung a wreath. Then the nightingale began to sings Wset-a Weet-a Weet-a West It waa Just one trill, as though he wished to try how his voice sounded in the jllenoe. "Well nightingale?" said the girt The nightingale aatd nothing. Then she lapped her hands and sang, ao that It rang through the garden: Nlghtlngala nightingale -Sweetly tfiro the thicket flows Thy Joyous, golden greeting Tell me, where my true love goes, And when will fall our meetlngr While thy aong. nightingale, weetly thro' the thicket flows. If- thou aeest him. bring him. Home to my window sing hlml And the nightingale answered at once-Weet-a weet-a weet Away behind the moss-green wall lumbera my true love among fine roses; And mine are the Ave eggs, sweet and email. Bar motherly care enolosea. Weet-a weet-a weet-a weet While he watches her treasure. 1 elag to her. true and trusty; Xre rise of sen will be born, maybe, rive youngstera. merry and luatyl Te you are well off. nightingale, ear." said the girl. "You think only of yourself." Then ahe bent as far out of tha window aa she could, and with her bright eyes looked np at the tall lime treea and aang: Linden (lower linden flowerThrough lanea and meadow grasses Shed thy perfume, etrong and aweet.

When my true lova I8"; Tell him It is good to roam In my garden's nadowa,tl Linden flower Linden flower d Breathe o'er 1 a meadow I And no sooner had.h9 finished singing her di" than the limes whispered and sang: Hush! Hush! Little girl, be qutetl Nightingale with tuneful riot Do not stir my buds asleep'. Steeped In fragrance they are dreaming. While on every fruit's fine kernel. Born beneath night's arch eternal. All the stars of Heaven peep. "That Is beautiful." said the girl. "I love to hear it. But what good is it to me?" And the nightingale sang again, happily and long, and the limes smelt sweet and strong, and the girl felt heavier at heart than aha could possibly tell. Then she looked down Into a rose bush that stood Just under the window, and set her eyes on a little light that ahone on one of the leaves. She cautiously took hold of the branches and saw that tha light cams from a atrange little animal, a worm with tang hair all over her body. "Who are your aha asked. "I am the glow worm." said the animal. "Have you seen my sweetheart T" "No, Indeed I haven't. Have you seen mine?" "No. am so awfully unhappy!" She writhed on the leaf and shone till it hurt one's eyea to look at her. "Dear me. you poor thing!" aald the girl. -You are Just like me. if only you had wings and could fly away to your sweetheart!" "Who knows if that would be any good?" said the glow worm. "We might miss each other If we both flew for ha has wings, you know. Now I sit hero and shine, so that be can find me." "Oh. ao that's why you ahlne!" aald the glrL "Why. than. It's Juat like the light in my window! I put tt

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' that's it. that-. .. the glow worm , tl0n. j, -But if d aVe a dP Bu Ifyou WI, aIJow m8why ; go to your sweetheart?" woTb ?a'd- and b,u8h" - -ould be a nlce tning ,Qr m young

.......ng arter her sweetheart . middle of th night!" Oh. well!" ,ald the Wom -reg,n case you're really no better off ,h. r-

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'Who are you? she asked. "I am the flow worm," said the

you seen my sweetheart?" "No, indeed 1 haven't.

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"1 have aever t:m" said thi worn. '

"You've never seen him?" cried the girl and clasped her hands together In arm "No. f haven't, really Hav you .cen joi.rs?' "Have IT- said she. and laughod "1 should think I had! He i, the handsomest the most charming lad n u.s w.-la world." "Yes, so is mine." said the worm. if ti- had only sopi4 me' "Hasn't he seen you. .?her?" "No. he hasn't, rea ,y AnI therefore I shine and shine and shine, so that ha can find me." nut that i. th sa,1ot story I've hoard for -tme t'.r.v rai.: th gir( an, ffreat tars rolled itw- hr cheeks "iiy pocri I t of little f. in.ir' A U -- .

tto g ow wot-,,., il there were only m; sl many of us!

-eok out into ih girder, anl y ,u ...II sea how all the bushei a.-a l'ghts.i up."fes." she u: 1. see five. lxr-.-vn. t.ght. nine -iy. thjra are ov, twenty glow worms!"

"That's the sad part of it." said worm. "But such Is all girls' lot.

can't tell either if there's anotber girl who puts a light In her window and catches your sweetheart" "You don't know my sweetheart." said the glrL "I Wish l knew my own!" said the worm And then she wriggled and twisted and ahone till she waa nearly going to pieces. But the girl did not notice it at alL She leaned her bead agalnat the window-post and looked out into the garden with happy eyas. "Mr sweetheart thinks of none but me. ebe said. "If he doesn't come to-day, he will come to-morrow. Then we will go and pay visits and I am already working on my trousseau -It won't be ao very long before we are married. Then X shall drive to chureh in a white gown and with a pair

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of white ftorM, T)e beu- wm the organ pl.y . th. J wem.ha.iber,tl,Ul ermn- ABd """rd. we shall drlv. home to the loveliest flat ' jou can Imagine." Ts. ald th g,ow wofm have culte a. gooA . Um. Larr.a- "We'thea" W. shall he married, .nd that will b. the .nd ot I that the end of it. when you're married?" "Yes. indeed It la." ,ald th. worRX - .hall trudge around Just for . day and Jy my eggs, nd then I ahall dleOh dear, oh dear.- .aid the gin. M4 wept ., thou.h ha1 bMft That', ternw. to listen to. wh I am a. happy myself, if only I could do aotn.thlng for you. you poor, dear little worm! But now l mu.t g0 to ( hall hav, red tyea to.morrow Md sweetheart doesn't like that" "Helgno!" said the worm. The gin closed the window and pullel down the blind. But the glow worm shoes and shone, until the .un rose and ahone o brightly that every other light on tha arth went out

CWO days later the girl strolled Into the garden In tha evening witb her aweet. heart She atopped at tha rose bush under the window, and stooped and took eeaao. thing up. It was the glow worm. But ahe lay dead in tha girl's hand with her rough bristles. Tha gin told her sweetheart all about what had happened on the night when she was sitting at her window and longing for him to come, and ahe could not help crying over the dead worm. "That'a quits right,'" he said. Thare what happened to the glow worm. Her sweetheart came at last and they were married, and then ahe laid her eggs and died. It wan a poor sort ot happiness. tha and not much to long for. But yon and 1 have something to long for, for we ahall lire together for ever ao many peara. She waa still standing with the dead i. sect In her band and looking at it tao thought of the nightingale and the llndea Do were, and felt that the slew worn waa the neareat to her of them all. "I don't know how It 1" ahe aald. "but I think the glow woros'e longirt r wag gafta as good as mine." "You're a darling." fan aaid. One alwaya thinks that el oneTa gweef. heart. But new ahe really waa.

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