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each one was very gay and many of the ladies, even nice looking ones, were in almost-party dresses. Nearly all of them had big baskets of flowers done up with ribbons and they threw them by handfuls into each others carriages as they passed by. There were lots of 'Gamins' besieging the carriages and gathering up those that were thrown out to sell again. 

One of the prettiest sights and one I know which grandma would particularly enjoy is the "garde republicaine." They are stunning in their red and white and black uniform and brass helmets and horsehair - something like our city troop. They mount gaurd [[guard]] by twos in various places on their fine horses which stand almost motionless, only stamping their hind feet now and then, and face the whirling, dazzling, throng passing both ways in front of them.


12 rue Boccador
Sunday - June 2d
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[[left top margin]] Recd Monday - 18th 
Mailed in Paris June 8th
Send this back. [[/left top margin]]

Dear Uncle Will,

I don't understand the thermometer here but - I think we must be in the 90˚'s today - and the air blows like a simoon through these white baked streets. Indoors it is deliciously cool as the heat has'nt had time to penetrate having only been here one day.

Yesterday was quite an eventful day - my last at Julian's. Annie and Emily Biddle sailed and Dr. Bacon arrived. The two first of these three have sunk into insignificance on account of the absorbing or rather absorbant nature of the third. He [[strikethrough]] came [[/strikethrough]] arrived on Friday night and came to see me

Transcription Notes:
simoon or simoom, a Saharan wind.