The Columbus weekly dispatch. (Columbus, Miss.) 1902-1905, 1904-06-09

die horses. Since leaving Havre
we have not lost sight of the
river Seine, it winds its way like
a silver thread through all the
wood of Normandie. Now we
cross it on d magnificent stone
bridge; now it glistens way out
yOnder as it kisses the fOotstool
of the hills. 1t came to US again
and for miles we glide along its
banks, the train mirrored in its
placid face, the rush through
wonderfully busy towns. We
hear the hum Of cotton factories,
but we are on the through ex-
press and we do not stop. AS
we fly through cities, villages
and towns we always see a bevy
of bright-faced girls, the goWned
priest and the uniformed soldier
the two latter classes you see
everywhere in France. [ am
told that in Paris alone there is
stationed more than 10000
soldiers. The soldier is every
where and his uniform is as red
as a famingo. Everyone here is
in some uniform. The policeman
wears a shOwy uniform and a
sword at his side The collectos
for the bank have a very SNOWY
uniform and wear hats like ours
Knight Templar hats without |
the plume. They also wear their |
collection book chained to them.
| wish | could write you some |
faint idea of this marvellous city, |
but Paris has to be seen; it can /
not be described. 1t is a poem /
in Carraca marble and massive I
bronze; the most beautiful I
streets, the most exquisite parks
and flower gardens, the lOveliest I
fountains playing their blueish |
waters, the most indolent and
pleasure loving people on earth. I
They drink and drink, and then,
for something better. they
drink again The women are
miracles in their bewitching
beauty best gowned women
under the sun. The entire city
now live on the sidewalk in front
of every bar and every cafe.
You view six millions of people.
Men, women and children are
seated in small chairs eating and
They seem to have
no serious thoughts, but give
up entirley to the
pleasures of the passing hour
Vice flings its soiled rags in
your face on every hand. You
see it's awful Ieer in the face of
youth. You see its slime in the
furrOWed face of age. 1t is not
the vice that hide itself behind
tinsel and screen. but the awful
public vice Haunting itself in the
bright light Of day and not caring
TO hide itself behind the gather
ing shadows of night. tits easily
The wickedest city on the globe
and [ really believe it is more so
than the famed and destroyed
Sodom and GomOrra.
l want to write you what
have seen, but [ will do that in
my next letter, if you will publish
this and send me proof of publ
cation, but [ must tell you that
saw today the heroic and mag
nifcent statue of Gen. \. B. For
rest. The sculptor is Mr.
Charles Henry Riehaus, Of Gin
Consul General Gowdy
gave me a card to him and he
kindly took me over his work
shop. This is really one of the
most magnificent statues [ have
ever seen-few in Paris can sur
pass it. It is of heroic size. Our
surprisingly great cavalry leader
is seated on his horse and APP
pears to be getting ready to make
one more of his glorious charges.
1t is a wonderfully magnificent
work. The statue will be erected
in Memphis and it will be a credit
to that great city and her gen
erouS DeoDlp. Tt was gratifying