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viere have exhausted their imagina. standing M. Anselmo's philosophical tion to devise the most tasteful adorn- commonplace, Leon felt all the painments for the apartments of the fulness of his poverty. Rodolph galwealthy baron's children, Leon per- loped by the side of Rose! He had ceives, in the Champs Elysées, then no horse, he never should have one ; crowded with gay equipages, Rose and yet he was a good horseman, Chaumier in a carriage with some skilful and bold. He glanced at his fashionable friends, and attended by clothes, which, for cut and freshness, a young exquisite, assiduous for her could not vie with those of Rodolph. favour. Rodolph de Redeuil gallop- Rather unjustly, his vexation reflected ed at the carriage door ; the vehicle itself on Rose; he felt angry with passed so rapidly that Leon could not her, because Rodolph de Redeuil had be sure whether Rose had recognised a fine horse and a coat made by ..." him and his sister. Then, notwith .




" The deuce take me if I know who room. Here M. Karr is perfectly at was the fashionable tailor at that home. His peculiar humour finds time."

full scope in depicting the frolics of a

party of young painters (a very The last fifteen words we have numerous class in Paris) who imagine written form an entire chapter of M. they study art whilst in reality they Karr's book, and we have given it as do nothing but smoke long pipes, an example of his trivial and imper- make bad puns, cut.jokes on their tinent oddity. In chapter xlv. we rapin or colour-grinder (a boy of fourare informed that Anselmo bitterly teen, with long hair and a grey lamented having torn his coat against blouse, up to every kind of villany, a nail in the baron's new house. The and christened Gargantua, on account concern he testified quite dissipated a of his prodigious appetite,) and devise suspicion of Genevieve's, who fancied means of torturing their landlord, she had seen him give a piece of gold wlio occupies a floor in the same to a poor German tailor out of work. house and has the impertinence to

If Leon is sad at Rose's coquetry, ask for his rent. In a sitting held to Genevieve is not without her sorrows. deliberate upon this grave offence, and She receives an advantageous offer of apportion a proper punishment, a marriage, and Albert almost breaks variety of resolutions are adopted, her heart by praising the good quali- and a great deal of untranslatable fun ties of her suitor, and urging her to is introduced. Leon calls, and is accept him. Blind to the jewel that forthwith taken to task by his brother lies upon his path, her insensible artists for the shabbiness of his dress, cousin turns aside after tinsel. She and for his defection from their parties hears of his squandering his fortune of pleasure. The truth was that the and his time upon an actress. Then, summer, by taking his pupils out of to repair his extravagance, he makes town, had sadly diminished his ina rich marriage, and poor Genevieve come; and Leon, whose affection for cannot refuse to be present at his wed- his only sister was a species of idola. ding-the funeral of her happiness. try, stinted himself of the very neces

We cannot trace a tithe of the in- saries of life that she might enjoy its cidents and episodes of this book, superfluities. In reply to the humourwhich is a sort of history or chronicle ous and good-humoured, but pointof a family, extending over several blank attack of the embyro Parisian years. Early in the second volume Apelles, Leon affected a rakish tone, there are a couple of chapters relating talked vaguely of disorder, debt, disto Albert's intrigues, which had been sipation, &c., &c. as well omitted. Then we have some " When he might have said : ladicrous scenes in an artist's painting "I am badly dressed, but my sister Genevieve lacks nothing ;-her "• What is the price?' said one of satin shoes are of the best maker, and the ladies. set off her pretty foot to the best " Ten francs.' advantage; her dresses are made by 66. It is too dear.' the most renowned milliner; I have no “The woman offered her flowers to cloak, but she has wood in abundance the other ladies, and received the same to warm herself; my sister Genevieve answers from all. But when she wants for nothing ; hideous poverty came to Leon, he threw two five-franc approaches her not, to blight her bloom- pieces upon the table, and presented ing youth with its mortal breath.'" the bouquet to Genevieve. The la

Genevieve was far from suspecting dies and their male companions looked the straits to which her unselfish at the artist's sister with an air of brother was often reduced. Never- curiosity. theless she invented every sort of "• What folly !' said Genevieve to economy to save his money; whilst her brother, as they left Tortoni's. Leon, on the other hand, who trem- " Not at all,' replied Leon. "Are bled with grief and rage at the mere you not much prettier than all those idea of her suffering a privation, in women with their impertinent looks ? vented wants for her, in order to I was glad to vex them a little.' satisfy them. “One day he found " And they entered a shop, where Genevieve busy repairing an old gown, Leon selected the best of everything That very morning he had seen upon for his sister. the Boulevard various actresses and “The same night, before going to loose women magnificently dressed bed, he inked the seams of his only and drawn by saperb horses. • Good coat." Heavens !' he had said to himself, There is a quiet naturalness about + what does Providence reserve for a this passage that pleases us much. good and virtuous girl like Genevieve, We see the true artist-character : when all that is rich and beautiful in proud, generous to prodigality, selfthe world is lavished upon such crea- denying and susceptible. M. Karr tures as those ?' The thought had is happy in traits of this kind. By haunted him all the day; and the work an accidental circumstance Genevieve on which Genevieve was engaged discovers the poverty her brother so embittered his regrets. He sat down carefully conceals. On the eve of beside her and said: "Why do you a dinner at the house of a pupil, she make up that old worn-out dress?! witnesses, without his knowledge, the

“Indeed,' said Genevieve, 'I inking of the seedy coat, the refolding assure you it will do me much honour of the worn cravat-all the manthis summer?'

ceuvres, in short, resorted to by the 6. Less than a new one, though?' shabby-genteel. “Genevieve noise

". A new one would be expensive, lessly retreated; she passed a sleepand our means

less night; her brother's generosity "• Who told you that, my dear and self-sacrifice were, for the first girl? Do you share the vulgar time, revealed to her. The next day notion that an artist is an unfortu - she said nothing of her discovery ; but nate wretch, doomed to live in misery as she passed througb the room in and die in an hospital? The sister of which the old coat hung over a chair a musician should be on a par with that old coat for which many dethe proudest. I earn money-a great spised Leon-she stooped and kissed deal of money. It is my wish you it with respect." And although, since should always be elegantly dressed. the day of Albert's marriage, a low Give that old frock to the servant; fever mined her health, and at times, after dinner, we will go out and buy a in spite of her piety and resignation, new one.

she suffered from terrible attacks of “And as they passed along the despondency, the courageous girl vied Boulevards, he took her to Tortoni's with her brother in generosity and to eat ice. Near them sat several devotedness. She dismissed their ladies whose carriages waited hard by. only servant- a charwoman-who, A flower-girl came to offer a bouquet for a few francs a-week, came each of remarkable beauty.

morning to do the housework.

“I dare not think but that God On the second anniversary of Macast an approving glance on Gene- dame Lauter's funeral, Leon and vieve, when in the morning, an hour Genevieve went to Fontainebleau, before daybreak, she gently got up and were astonished to find, in place and lit her candle. Then she began of the wooden cross that had stood the most menial toil : she washed the there a year previously, a slab of black dishes, she swept the rooms—anxious marble covering their mother's grave. above all things not to disturb Leon, Her name was upon it, and various who would be grieved to see her la- dates-one being that of her death, bour thus, and would insist on her and another of her birth. To the ceasing to employ the only means she others they could attach no particular had been able to devise of contributing meaning. The tombstone was surto the household expenses. But what rounded by an iron railing : they she did with the most touching care could not ascertain who had erected and respect was to brush Leon's it. Men had brought marble and clothes. How she cherished that poor railing from Paris, saying they were old coat, which recalled all the self- sent and paid by the family of the imposed privations he had borne for deceased lady. her! With what care she put in a Genevieve fell ill, and was obliged stitch whose necessity she had per- to recall the charwoman she had disceived in the daytime, but of which missed. Leon summoned a physician, she had not spoken, because she felt who would not say there was no hope, it would be adding to Leon's sorrows but who shook his head gravely in to show him that he succeeded not reply to his questions, and could not in deceiving his sister! An old coat, deny that there was danger, although indeed, but an old coat more respec- he declared it not imminent.. able than richest purple-a work “One morning Leon went out, nobler than the embroidery of idle saying to Genevieve I will be back women on tissues of gold and of silver. early, and bring what the doctor

“ Genevieve had delicate hands, ordered,' For the first time he left white and tapering, with nails of a her without money: Leon had none tender pink ; and, with those pretty at all; but he had to give a lesson to hands, she cleaned even her brother's a lady, who already owed him for shoes; then she put everything in its tuition, and, according to custom, place, exactly as the charwoman did. she would that day pay him. Her work done, she prepared break- “In the middle of the lesson, M. fast; then she dressed herself, and Rodolph de Redeuil was announced. combed and braided her beautiful Rodolph came in, kissed the lady's hair, that Leon, when he left his hand, and bowed to Leon with a chamber, might find nothing in her protective air of such extreme imperappearance to make him suspect the tinence that Leon had some difficulty task she had fulfilled. Every morn- in returning the salutation-yet more ning it was the same labour and the cavalierly. Leon was there as a paid same care.

professor; Rodolph, had he even been " One night Leon wished to give Leon's friend, would not have had her money, but she showed that she the courage to own it under such still had much more than was pro- circumstances; but as it was, both of bable ;-poor girl, how happy she was them, whenever they meet, neglected that night! Leon then thought no opportunity of showing their he might perhaps afford a new hat, mutual dislike. Rodolph, who had his old one having long been kept to- less wit than Leon, had not often the gether only by the most extraordinary advantage of his adversary-notwithattention. The next day he passed standing the superiority of position five or six times before the hatter's behind which he intrenched himself; door, without daring to enter ; at last and his aversion became more bitter the sight of his hat in a mirror decided at each meeting. him, and he went in, ashamed, for ".M. de Redeuil,' said Madame others, to have worn bis bat so long de Dréan, will you allow me to -asbamed, for himself, not to wear it continue my lesson ?' a little longer."

“Leon felt himself change colour : it was asking Rodolph whether he "Pardon me, sir," said Leon, but was to be sent away or not. Rodolph your elbow upon the piano takes bowed in silence; but before he could away a great deal of the sound.' speak, Leon had resumed his seat at “The lesson was at an end, but, the piano, and had pitched the key before Rodolph, Leon would not do for Madame de Dréan. She sang, like the poor decil of a piano-master, and when she had finished, Leon who received his ticket and went said: “That is not very well sung.' away besides, it was not thus that Rodolph sprang from his seat; ex- he was in the habit of acting with claiming, Delightful!' Leon pre- Madame de Dréan. Leon was pertended not to hear him, and pointed fectly well-bred, and a man of the out to Madame de Dréan the faults world, and his pupils were generally she had committed ; then, as the glad to treat him with proper conmanner in which Rodolph had paid sideration. I except a few persons his compliment was more than dis- who, in their worship of gold, never obliging to him, he added: "There really believe that what is given for are persons who would consider it money, however precious it may be, well sung, but you are too happily is actually worth the money exendowed to be satisfied with vulgar changed for it, and who always think mediocrity.'

themselves the benefactors of those to "Madame de Dréan asked Rodolph whom they give money, however little if he was musical. No,' was his they give, and whatever the value of answer, but for a year past I have a what is given them in exchange ; for, poor devil of a piano-master, who after all, say they, it is not money. walks a league a-day through the “It was nowise astonishing or mud to give me a lesson I hardly unusual, therefore, that Leon, the ever take. I have lately adopted lesson over, took a chair and rethe plan of making him play some- mained to chat. There is nothing thing droll to amuse me; I give him more disagreeable for a man than to his ticket, and he takes himself off.' be detected by another in ogling and

" . Poor devil, indeed!'murmured looking languishing. This was the kind Leon, 'to be obliged to submit to of vexation Leon had occasioned Rothat.

dolph when he politely begged him not "You should follow my example,' to put his elbow on the piano. Madame said Rodolph ; . M. Lauter plays very de Dréan talked of music; Rodolph nicely on the violin-it would amuse made several nonsensical remarks. you.'

" In France,' said Leon, 'music i " I am well aware,' replied Ma- is strangely understood; it is taken dame de Dréan, of M. Lauter's like an intermittent fever. For five talent. He was so good as to enable or six years nobody thinks of music ; us to judge of it at my last party, to then it suddenly comes into fashion which he was kind enough to come.' again ; everybody loves it and talks of

"Leon thanked Madame de Dréan it, and is transported when listening in his heart; Rodolph bit his lips. to it. Young men crowd the stalls • Why did you not come ?' added of the Italian Opera, and exclaim : Madame de Dréan.

Bravo, Roubine! Brava, la Grise! "I do not care for music,' replied whilst Rubini and Grisi sing, so Rodolph, and your note informed that neither they nor the rest of the me that your party was entirely audience can hear the singers thus musical : besides, I had promised applauded. It is pity to see the Here Leon interrupted by a prelude most lovely thing in the world, the upon the piano, and asked Madame de most divine of arts, thus rendered Dréan if she would sing an old ditty, ridiculous; it is a pity to see persons to which she was particularly partial. affecting, for want of a proper An angry cloud crossed Rodolph's appreciation of music, an admirabrow. Madame de Dréan got up tion, grotesque by its exaggeration, and began the song. Whilst she for strollers to whom they pay a sang, Rodolph, his elbow on the thousand times more homage than to piano, his head on one side, ogled her the great men of genius whose works with all his powers of fascination, they sing.'

"Monsieur Lauter,' said Rodolph, the subject, to write a novel founded who is now at the head of our young on the struggles and tribulations of a violinists?'

professional musician in the nineteenth " It was impossible to ask a more century. There is far less favourmalicious question ; it was saying to we had almost written mercy-shown Leon: I do not reckon you-you, a to this class of artists in England than mere second-rate performer. Leon in France and Germany; and the conseunderstood all the impertinence of quence is, that their standard of manthe inquiry, and replied coldly

ners and respectability is here un" I am, sir.'

questionably lower than on the Con· "Rodolph thought to answer by an tinent. We speak of the classironical smile. But Madame de individual exceptions are of course to Dréan, almost in spite of herself, cried be found. M. Karr's father was a out, Bravo, M. Lauter!'

pianist of some eminence, and from "By the by,' continued the lady, him the son may have inherited his • your delightful talent is no reason quick perception of the slights and for my not paying your lessons ; for mortifications which men of real talent when they are paid, I am still most and keen feelings are frequently comgrateful to you for giving them. I am pelled to endure with a smiling in your debt since the last. You have countenance, if they would not lose my tickets, have you not ??

the bread they have qualified them“That morning Leon had counted selves to earn by long and diligent the tickets four times, to be quite cultivation of an art which we call sure he had not forgotten any, and to "fine," but whose professors we too run no risk of delaying their payment; often treat on a level with dancingand before entering Madame de masters and French cooks. IndeDréan's house, he had put his hand on pendently of hereditary sympathies, his pocket to make sure they were M. Karr is himself more than half an there. But the idea of receiving, in artist. We do not say this because Rodolph's presence, the money for his we infer from passages in his writings lessons, was unbearable, and he told that he cultivates, as an amateur, both Madame de Dréan, he had not got his music and painting, but because the tickets. It was no consequence, she artistical tone of his mind is repeatedly said; he could bring them another day; evident in his pages. Most of his books she was quite sure she had given him are admirably adapted for illustration, the twelfth the last time he came, and which some of them have obtained. she would give him his money at once. They contain passages which are of And she went to her writing-desk. themselves pictures, just as they con

" Money! there was money, so near tain pages and chapters which are to Leon's hand ; money due to him, very pleasing poetry, although their which belonged to him, which they author has thought proper to have were about to give him, which he them printed as prose. M. Karr's might touch and grasp and put in his love of the beauties of nature is most pocket-money which, in so small a enthusiastic ; and probably many of compass, includes so many pleasures, his readers will quarrel with him for so much happiness and independence, sometmes lingering too long over their exercises such wondrous power, and description. He loves to dilate on a dries so many tears.

flower, a tree, or a landscape, and he " And Leon said, “No, thank you, does it well, and with a poet's feeling. you can give it me some other time; He has even written two bulky it would inconvenience me to take it volumes, entitled Voyage autour de to-day.'"

mon Jardin--a series of letters or “Inconvenience him ! poor fellow, essays, botanical, entomological, florimight it not be thought his pockets cultural, ornithological, sprinkled with were crammed with coin! Alas! his reminiscences, classical, historical, and poor pockets were completely empty: artistical-a perfect medley, in short, if he left Genevieve nothing, it was including anecdotes, jeux-d'esprit, and because he had nothing left."

burlesque inventions à la Karr, such We wish it would occur to some as could proceed from none but the man of heart and genius, familiar with whimsical editor of the Guèpes. We


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