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GRAND HOTEL - PARIS
12 Boulevard des Capucines
Paris, le June 22nd, 1903.

My dear Colonel:-
Coleman and I have arrived in Paris together later during the evening of the 17th inst. Since when, he and I have been very active in seeing the current exhibitions and in securing some things which were being held for our mutual inspection and possible purchase.

We have closed for such of the art objects as we desired and this morning he left for a hasty visit to London after which he will return to Capri. I was sorry to bid him good bye! He is a very refined and sympathetic character, and a genial and uncomplaining companion. He also is really a great expert in many directions of beauty, particularly in textiles, glass, paintings, sculpture, etc., etc., from the 12th century down to the 17th. A valued teacher he has proven to me!!

My purchases in Paris have already run up to one thousand pounds, and I have made drafts accordingly. The total amount draw to date is 1.750£ and I have sent Kennedy a list so that you may know what to expect. If my bank account is short, please sell Ontario and Western bonds or anything else you choose to supply funds. And I beg of you to not consider me over extravagant --- the things I am securing will give me more pleasure, worth-wile, than all of the money in Michigan.

I have not yet seen Mr. Bing but I learn that he has charge of the world famous collection of the late Mr. Gillot. Mr. G. was the first collector of Japanese and Chinese art in France. He began over thirty years ago and kept it up to the time of his death --- a few weeks ago. His things are to be sold under Mr. Bing's direction and I expect to be permitted to see them.

Perhaps it would be wiser for me to follow Tom Jerome's practice to save my money by losing my letter of credit and stopping all payments upon it. I hope, however, for no such catastrophe to myself. This afternoon is the first I have been without the company of either Jerome or Coleman since the morning of my landing in Naples, nearly two months ago, and I miss them very much.

The trip to Spain too, has come and gone, and with it certain ideals have vanished and certain others shall be with me always. I am glad to have had the experience.

Paris changes little; the rush and roar of the exposition