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cooking as it was founded as an art, and he is himself (being a bachelor, I suppose ^[[although married inside of a year.) a decidedly good chef of all the good tasting French dishes that are so little known (alas!) in our own United States. He is well versed in the pertinency of the many statues and chapels and cathedrals about the city, and in what time we had I am sure he brought me to better love this heart of France. It would be too long a story to describe all my delight with the various show places and to picture for my "home ones" my wanderings into the old historic places under my competent guides' care. But look you, I covered the ground between the great ^[[new Byzantine]] [[strikethrough]] illegible [[/strikethrough]] ^ dome of the Sacred Heart which surmounts the hill of the Montmarte, to the great old classic towers of Notre Dame by the Latin Quarter.

And it stirred me all in a way that I