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evenings where the mocking birds sang in the trees. It was my imagining of a foreign city; and my first glimpse of a really French restaurant with a sanded floor was Victors up on the right-hand side of Canal Street. Chicago had never been possessed with any dignity or character, but at this period, in the years preceeding the great fire. There was a sense of pride awakening in the minds of the people and it was justly called "The Garden City." Long avenues of trees graced the principle thoroughfares. The Nicholson, or wood block pairments, which were so  [[?]] in the conflagration, made the streets comparatively noiseless and dustless. Equipages had developed and a certain refined luxury was evident. We had not yet become sufficiently rich to be vulgar. At