New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1854-06-06
An AMERICAN WOMAN IN PARIS-NO. XIII.
Cou,sporderce Of The n. Y. Tribune.

Coussporderce Of The ~ Y. Tribune
PARIS, Friday, April %, 1854
Iit apybodys business ck6re aie if choose TO write
TO you tonight instead of TO the public There Is an on
DIT that one ouh to love everybody but one not al
wavs in tie mood for it, and women especially have rather
exclusive hearts, you draw up here and let III chat-or
chatter for the wind is high But 10 you are here ma
Jele Blow, winds and crack your checks He that
81 Las house to put his head in has good headpicce
This is all the headpiece | boast of tonight 80 III
talk 10 YOU about the weather.
The fair days whose praises for two months have been
in yorybodys mouth, at an end Grizzly autumn Is
shaking W in his teeth Pretty Paris who for weeks has
fut,red Ike gay butterfly on gossamer wings longs 10
be back TO caterpillar again and we common m0riais
stand shyerng under a cloudy sky, cutchmg rag OIL
Noyomber's blanket round us, and moaning " rOor Iom
"a.cod" Death rafting lis drum-steAs to The tune o.
e cholera and calling volunteers from Inc damp dens
and bitches Of tie poor God be mereiin TO Ihem'
| have crossed the gardens of the Tuiories to-day
Tie avenues are become cathedals wi long neyes and
o.,s and lovely chapels filed with flowers The roofs
are achod and groned and matched with leaves IN lieu
of lead Instead Of towers and steees on the tops there
are green pillows OF summer follnge foamed over now
With whe borse-ehestnut blossoms. This bOssomng out
of forest of these great old trees seems very Feae' to
me- | ike it, II il innocent eoqdeiry, which sis'
gracefully on the brow Of age. IL Ike the cung pa
pors in tie white locks Of my oc;ogenaran end Monsieur
b.
The foliace came over the trees ike magic. One morn
ing the leabud. were all closed in the Tuieres ~ eyen-
ing looked aganthe days breath bad blown ey"y one
oren and hung quivering on the leaves.
To-day our dresses blew ike crazy sails at the mercy OF
the winds We held our bonnets with one hand and man
tics with the other vcerng TO this side and thai aids-
praying for Bloomers-bInded by dEs; and bumsng on
the breast or shoulders of other uniorunAtes bu N se
Of all We laughed by mutual consent, e. ioriorh ien7'
while her skirt stood around her waist Ike bell bottom
upward ard Frenchman, with hying coel-'a"a' WHO
horged in the air. then flew down on hs knees ehl en-
braoed herr keep her flying rock night 'ae down WIN
care Peeus ard Andromachc t.us stood bound TO the
eart till tie gale passed. Then to deA'eref rose
from his Geyotions aourished his cane tipped MS ha IL
ein,d some dozens of his yeriebrn and lifted away
7 wss,bc,ed .ie gale Ike q well trcs mssi pressing
oios.r and c.ser Fanny Ferns - Fern Leaves which
had under nv arm; and when the wind dashed wave Of
white chestnut blossoms over my feet fell behind for
Fanny. sike to look pityngy down into their pink eyes
aud .iob Heas the flowers fall early this year Then
was vc1ed that this pretty senmentalily was lot org-
nal Poor Louis XVI, happened to say the same OF the
October leaves that strcwcd this garden the last i be
crossed il.
By the way who il Fanny Fern Some religion OF TX
Marvel You recolcct hs charming LADY friends wore
highnocked morno dresses. yiih Bit q ruie OF collar
close around the thIoas. Fannys women are mostly
brave sad widows. Heaven shicd her If she be one
but how else has The been taught, ii not Of GodN 1k'
wives scct5nate girls With pretty eurs, and he
husbands Of course, al Apolos, with dark hi. an eye
and marble .sFehoods, often 50 ohom'ngly relieved b.
Citing blonde female rnget'. ] should make Fanny
monument young sitting az the feet Of To Grea
"Rearcr" with wife one knee and q oaby on IN
Cher; and ny description Of her book Ike tho French
mans Of country life cts all rJe, yyt-tres, tree.
But to The pure end loving there is sweetness in suc
| monoiony
We are certainly beginning to lave rational hiern
,ure. We seem what are-ra.her paryenu lis true
Tie arsocaey Of lords Of success peeps out at
| corner Of our democratic habits and institutions. w