The daily morning journal and courier., 1900-01-18
FRENCH ANGLOPHOBIA,
THERE IS MUCH HUMBUG ABOUT
 IT,
According to an Bnslishmsn, Who
 Wanted to Fiud It.

If you are looking for trouble in Par is, Archibald is worth his weight in gold as a mascot
 Trouble rises up and bows to him whenever he makes his appearance on the boulevard. In the most gushing times of Anglo-F French relations, when the gutter rags have contained compli- mentary references to this country, street crowds have yelled Dirty Eng fish spy at him, and even Anglophile members of the Entente Cordiale have called him barbarian, That is what he loves.
 The only thing that reconclles him to living in Paris is the state of being dis liked by the Parisians. Archibald's s grievance against Paris is that it is not London. He is one of those thorough going Londoners for whom London is the only town in the world fit to live in, all the other towns in the world are of varying degrees of contemptible malo- dorousness, and of them all he regards Paris as the worst. If he lived in Lon- don he would enjoy a happiness and ease of mind that would enable him to take pleasure in an occasional visit to Paris. But unfortunately, ever since he was of an age to love London, he has been obliged, for private reasons, to live altogether out of it. It is in Paris he has to live, and as he most logically argues, If there were no Parisians there would be no Paris, and if there were no Paris should not have to live in the beastly place"
 So the Parisians being primarily re- sponsble for his woes he naturally visits upon them the consequences, and whenever his discontent reaches a stage which demands action he rushes from his hotel and seeks a quarrel.
 He has succeeded in his time in dis covering some very satisfactory trou- bles. Once he went home perfectly l happy after having been left for dead on the Quai de Louvre. He was quite marry for a fortnight once while recov- ering from broken finger and other results of an expedition to Belleville, On each occasion he had let off a good deal of his sense of injury before being , overpoWered in numbers. But in the great number of cases he has not had to engage in enterprises of so whole sale a character. An intimate knOWl- edge of the various argots of Paris en- ables him to dispense offensiveness with freedom and to appreciate it with read mess. At boulevard cafes they know him as ''ce terrible Archibald"
 To Archibald. then, I confidently turned for full, free unprijudiced, and thoroughly philosophc view of the An glophobe fury that at present has pos session of Paris. I found him taking his morning installment of the exercise of punching a suspended football.
 T suppose you are really happy now adays in Paris?" I said.
 Happy" he said with scorn. Hap py! How could any one be happy in this beastly monkey house?"
 But" I said, these Anglophobiacs- you must be getting no end of fun out of them
 "Anglophobiacs! said Archibald scornfully, it makes me i'll to hear a good word thrown away on such snipe. You don't suppose a white man is going about wasting good punches on a lot of dirty cameots that hawk vile rags in the gutter"
 But I don't mean the camelots and that sort of thing. I mean the others the rest of the people, you know; the general public who shout Down with Englandl and heap insults upon you wherever you go.'
 "Look here" said Archibald, "do you think you know what you are talking about? Because. l am sure you don't You go out and find me a single de- cent respectable Frenchman vita the Anglophobia and I'll be grateful to you. haven't had a bit of fun worth talk ing about all the year. But don't say Anglophobes when you mean gutter journalism. They're not Anglophobes; they're merely muddy-minded wretch es."
 But, Archibald' I said, pleadingly, surely it isn't only the low Illustrated papers. Don't they hlte us?"
 Hate us!' he said. "Of course they hate us. I wouldn't give toss of button for them if they didn't. But | they don't go about insulting us per sonally. That's the worst of them. All of them who are worth taking any notice of respect England so much and are so polite when they meet you that it dces not give you a chance"
 ''I am very disappointed said, with
 
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 80 am I disappointed, he said, "but ! what's the use? You can't make some | thing out of nothing. I've been about | all the time the papers have been talk ing about defeats of the English, and ! I've been treated with the silliest kind | ness everywhere. What do you think it | matters what the papers say here? Ex- cept one or two nobody reads them. | What do you think the people know or care about the Transvaal war? They are naturally glad to think that Eng land is having trouble, because, thank |, goodness, they have reason enough to hate England. But that is all. Why, 1 even during the Fashoda time, when I | really did expect to enjoy myself a lit tie, it was just the same. Nine-tenths of the people did not know what Fash oda was, and didn't care. No one inter- fered with me or gave me a chance to interfere with them"
 But, surely" I argued "there must be something in the appearance of those vile caricatures,"
 'Of course there was. There was the strong hope and belief that the personal character of the drawings would lead to their publication being suppressed, which would insure very much larger and more profitable sale. What you font understand is this that here there