——— THIS tale, such as it is, has one merit. It is a study of manners, mainly made on the spot, not evolved from the shelves of the British Museum. There is in it, at least, a crude attempt at photography, a process in which sunlight and air have some part, and, therefore, liker to nature than the adumbrations of the reading-room. The localities are faithfully drawn, the persons are not dolls with stuffing of sawdust, but human animals who might have lived—and, mayhap, did live. If the volume does not kill an hour, the writer is murderer only in thought. TO MY FRIEND,
COLONEL THE BARON CRAIGNISH,
EQUERRY TO
HIS HIGHNESS THE DUKE OF SAXE-COBURG-GOTHA,
This Little Book,
IN TARDY THANK-OFFERING FOR THAT LARGE
LEG OF MUTTON. | CONTENTS | | ——— | | CHAPTER | | PAGE | | I. | A HOUSELESS DOG | 1 | | II. | A CRUSH AT THE MORGUE | 8 | | III. | LE VRAI N'EST PAS TOUJOURS VRAISEMBLABLE | 20 | | IV. | THE SONG-BIRD'S NEST | 30 | | V. | NAPOLEONIC IDEAS | 40 | | VI. | THE OLD BONAPARTIST'S STORY | 52 | | VII. | FRIEZECOAT AT HOME | 65 | | VIII. | POPPING THE QUESTION | 75 | | IX. | A SOLDIER OF FORTUNE | 85 | | X. | 'LA JEUNE FRANCE' | 96 | | XI. | THE BONE OF CONTENTION | 104 | | XII. | ORANGE BLOSSOMS | 121 | | XIII. | THE HONEYMOON TRIP | 128 | | XIV. | VANITAS VANITATUM | 139 | | XV. | THE FIFTH OF MAY, 1870 | 152 |
MATED FROM THE MORGUE.
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