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wish for it for reference; also on Saturday which was Constances birthday  she took me to the Halle,  the great market - such fun - and the marketeers admired us and called us two little angels—  Their remarks were lost on me but Constance caught everything and translated it - I suppose May and I are often spoken to when we dont know it—  Then we went to Notre Dame, and I saw the beautiful thing for the first time—  What mockeries photographs of Cathedrals are - I have always thought them stupid when people showed them to me—  They are delightful as reminders when you have seen the places but a mockery when you hav'nt. The inside is big but disappointing—   We also went to the morgue but I 

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year old—  I saw her father Mr Boott - when I was there and now those two men are left with the baby——

Mr and Mrs Wecks came to call on us and I was in and saw them - they were very jolly and nice but I think they wonder how it happened that the Miss sent me to them when he did'nt know me himself—  

Monday—  The newspapers have come - What a snowstorm! May came from the Austin's this P.M. with Uncle José's account - Uncle Will's letter too, and a nice one from Emma—  So glad she is getting on so well - I suppose you will all be floating when it melts and what a time the Drinker's will have 

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Mr. Boott - Francis Boott, father of Elizabeth Otis Lyman Boott, wife of Frank Duveneck who died of pneumonia and left a young son.