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been shocked at the way some of the diners were carrying on- a little worse than usual this evening. Am a regular guy myself- if you know what that means- so what I saw dicin’t destroy my anaetite by any means. Nothing indecent, mind you, unless you include under that heading men and women swapping kisses across stable in a restaurant.
I wouldn’t do it myself, but if another feels so inclined, let him hop to it. They think nothing of such occurrences in Paris, just take it as a matter of fact. Nearly all thegirls smoke cigarettes, the French girls, I mean, and make no bones about powdering and rouging in public. Oh, she’s a free and easy city all right, if there ever was one.
Supper finished, we walked up to the Olympia, a vaudeville house. Saw a fairly goodshow- too many French turnsthough, and also met two of our boys who had been on pass to Nice, and who were in Paris over night, leaving for campin the morning. Walked back tothe hotel after the show and turned in for a good night’s sleep.
Marevilles for break'set again. Gee I can taste those m&bn glace and omelette breakfasts even now. Not having as yet "done" the Pantheon, we took a taxi, and followed, the same route that we had taken the previousday, when going out to the Luxembourg Gardens. In fact, arriving at the Pantheon we found that it was only a block •away from the gardens. That fact didn’t worry us very much, however, for we enjoy riding in the taxis.
The Pantheon being closed, we came to the conclusion that we were a trifle early, so eat down by the railing surrounding the building to wait for it to open. I guess we sat there for an hour, the most of that time bing spent talking to a girl whom we had seen in the gardens the day before. Seeing the Red Cross on the kid’s arm, she accused him of being an "embeisque" which is the French word for a slacker. He quickly put her right, however, by telling her that h-e was a stretcher bearer in the trenches. She left us after a while, and then, by making enquiries we found that the Pantheon was closed for the duration. So entrance to another gallery of paintings was denied us. Damn the war, anyway,
"Yi/here now?" of course was in order. "How about the Invalides." said Charlie, "I’ve never been there yet". Well, we’d been there before, but having a hunch 1 that our old. guide hadn’t shown us all there was to be seen, decided to go again. So flagging a taxi, we beat it for the "Nap’s tomb again.
Our hunch proved correct, for we eetf enough to keen us there for nearly two hours. One place we missed before was ^aooleon’s private chapel, containing among other very interesting relics, the casket in which his body was conveyed from St. Helena. Y/e also visited the War Museum, in which were many interesting relics, somewhat after the style of the exhibits in the Tower of London,
Leaving the Invalides we taxied out to the lake in the Sols de
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