Paris, October 13, 1909

Paris.
View of the Seine from the Concorde Bridge.

We left at 10 o’clock this morning for Paris. We traveled second class and had a room all to ourselves up to about 2 o’clock when two French soldiers with red trousers and red caps came in. I guess they were sorry that they came, for I tried my French on them and bombarded them with questions which they were unable to answer because they probably couldn’t understand my “Refined French.”

The country through which we passed was uninteresting, and the only interesting part of our trip was our lunch

At the French border, a French gentleman entered and asked “Anything to declare?” whereupon I answered in my most selected French “Non monsieur.” He seemed impressed for he didn’t even look at our luggage. In Paris, at the depot, I had my four other pieces on the counter, and the officer pointed to the very one which had absolutely nothing liable to duty. I opened it, he dug in a very gentle manner into it and passed us on.

Paris.
Avenue des Champs Elysees, around the Place de la Concorde.

I am satisfied with this hotel, and we happened to get two rooms on the first floor. No more mail from yours truly until I reach New York. Goodbye, God bless you and keep you in good health until we meet.

Dad

Paris.
Panorama of the Eiffel Tower.

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