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ADVENTURES OF Mr.. AND MRS.
JIMMIE, SISTER BEE AND NE.
Two Weeks fn Gay Paris-The
French Idea of Family History.
BY Lillian Bell.


NOW" said Jimmie, as our train
was pulling into Paris, 1--WE are all de-
cided. are we not, that we shall stay
in Paris only two days?"
His eyes met ours with apprehension
and a determination that ended in a
certain amount of questioning in their
glance as mans will when he lays
down the law to his women.
Certainly" we all FASTENED to as
sure him not "over two days"
Just long enough" said Jimmie,
beamingly, ito have one lunch at the
Cafe Marguery for sole la Nor
mande-"
"And one visit to the Louvre to see
the Venus and the Victory-"I plead
ed.
"And the Father Tiber," added Jim
mie, waxing enthusiastic.
Yes, and one dinner at Armenon-
Vile to hear the Tziganes," said Bee.
And one afternoon on the Seine to
go to St. Cloud and see the brides
dance at the Pavilion Bleu and a sup
per afterward in the open with a pou-
let and a peche fiambee."
Jimmie by this time was wriggling
In ecstacy.
And just time to order two or three
gowns apiece and have one look at
hats" added Mrs. Jimmie complacent-
ly.
Two or three gowns apiece and one
look at hats" cried Jimmie. And
how long will that take? We agreed
on two days and you never said word
about clothes. That means a whole
week."
mot at all, Jimmie" said Bee. TITS
too late to do anything tonight. To-
morrow morning We'll go and look In
the afternoon we'll think it over while
We're doing the Louvre. 1t is always
cool and quiet there and looking at stat
uary helps me to make up my mind.
The next morning Wen go and order.
In the afternoon we'll buy our hats and
l believe we might manage and have
the things sent after us to Baden Ba-
den."
Not at ALL" put in Mrs. Jimmie.
They would never be satisfactory I'M
less we put our minds on 1t and gave
them plenty of time. We must stay at
least two days more. Give us four
days, Jimmie"
/ had to laugh at Jimmie's rueful
but Bee switched him off diplomat
ically by saying in her most deliberate
manner: What hotel have you de-
cided on, Jimmie. It's such a comfort
to be getting to a Paris hotel. Which
one. do you think would be best?"
Bees tone was so fiattering that jim
ME forgot clothes and said:
well. you know at the Binda, you
can get corn on the cob and American
griddle cakes"
"Oh! but the rooms are so small and
dark, and we could go there for lunch
con to get these things" said his wife.
do let's go TO the Hotel Vouille-
mont" l begged. I'VE won't see any
Americans there, and 1t is so lovely and
old and French, and so heavenly
quiet"
But then there is the new Elysee
Palace" said Bee. I'VE haven't seen
that" "And they say it's finer than
the Waldorf" said Mrs. Jimmie.
Jimmie and I looked at each other In
comical despair.
Let 'em have their own way, jim
mie." / whispered in his ear, while
know that we're going to make
'em dodge Switzerland and go
up in the Austrian Tryol and perhaps
even get them to Russia, so we'll be
obliged to give them their head part
Of the way. Let's be handsome about
It,"
We went to the Elysee Palace, and
we spent rot only two days, but two
weeks in Paris. Part of the time we
were fashionable with Mrs. Jimmie
and Bee, end part of the time they
were Latin Quartery with us. We
made them go to the Concert Rouge
- kkn
even to sit out on the side
walk at enc of the little tables at
5cossa's, where you have dejeuner tn
choix for one franc fifty, including a
wine, and which they couldn't help but
enjoy in spite of pretending to despise
It and us; while occasionally we went
with them to call on the grand and dis
personages to whom they
had letters. But 1t remained for one
Of the last days of our stay for us to
have an Experience.
We were still in the midst of the Paris
season. 1t was very gay and Bee and
Miss Jimmie had made some amiabIe
friends among the very smartest of the
Partisan smart set. When we went to
tea or to dinner with these people Jim
ME and had to be dragged along like
dogs who are muZZled for the first
time. Every once in a while en- route
we would plant our forefeet and try to
rub our muzzles off, but the hands
which held our chains, though gentle,
were firm, and we always ended by go
ing in a fairly peaceable manner.
on one Sunday we were invited to
bave dejeuner with the Countess s., and
as it was her last day to receive, she
had invited us to remain and meet her
friends. At the breakfast there were
perhaps sixteen of us, and the CONVEX
sation fell upon palmistry. We had just
seen Cheiro again in London, and as
he had amiably explained good many
Of our lines to us, I was speaking of
this when the old Duchesse de q. thrust
her little wrinkled paw, loaded down
with jewels, across the plate of her
neighbor and said:
"Mademoiselle, can you see anything
In the lines of my hand?"
l make no pretense of understanding
palmistry, but / saw in her hand q
queer little mark that Cneirb had ex-
planned to us from a chart. I took her
hand in mine and all the conversation