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were heaps of people out, and I have never seen so many wigs, so much died hair and paint together in my life. You scarcely see a pretty woman here, and if she looks nice from far, she is sure to be all unnatural.  It is dreadful!
June 1st. 1890 Sunday 
To-day being quite fine we walked to church, and got there so late the service was almost over. We walked back again, and the C.E. was quite crowded. This afternoon we had our 
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two carriages and drove out to St. Denis. It is a drive of about 7 miles to the church there, and through the poor part of the city. As Sunday is their fete day, they were dressed in their very best and seemed as a rule to be enjoying themselves very much. 
The church of St. Denis was really built before the reign of Clovis, the French king, but it was destroyed by the French in the revolution and rebuilt again by [[blank space]] as nearly as possible. 
You can now see the tombs of all the king and queens in the church.  They have a few treasures, but not nearly so many as at Notre Dame. Most of the valuable ones are kept there. You then go down