The daily morning journal and courier., 1905-06-10


 Paris, May 22, 1905. Dear Courier:
 A particular or two about the Sum- mer School of the French Language, which has its session in Paris every summer under the auspices of the Ali ance Franchise, will doubtless interest some who may not know much about it.
 The programme of the course of study is already out, and may be had at the seat of theassociation, 1S6 Boul- evard St. Germain, which was once the capital of monastery, later on the School of Medicine, and now converted over to it's present purpose, that is, of- fees, lecture rooms, auditorium, etc., of the Alliance Francaise. The sessions are held during the months of July and August, and the maximum charge for the two complete courses or series, ele- mentary and advance, is twenty dol- lars, or one hundred francs. This ad- mits to all the lessons of the two se- ries, but one can attend as many or as few of the lessons as he chooses. and pay at the rate of one franc per lesson.
 The first series of lessons is from the first to the thirty-first of July; the second series is from the first to the thirty-first of August, and the classes are conducted by professors from the best schools and colleges of Paris and elsewhere.
 Included in the courses are visits and study of the museums and monuentso of Paris, accompanied by the professors having this department in charge
 One of the interesting features of the school this summer is an excursion to the City of Rouen under the direction of one or more of the professors. The excursion to Rouen is not included in the twenty dollars mentioned above, but is five dollars extra, that compris- ing the whole expense of the trip. The excursion to Rouen takes place at the end of fully.
 Last year, 1904, there were 6S6 who att tended the Summer School at Paris, 249 male and 4S7 female students. Of these 77 were English 70 Americans, 261 Ger mans, 7S Russians, etc. .... k This summer school seems a favora- ble opportunity to learn a good deal of French and good deal of Paris.
 When came here about the first of April,sI had the misfortune to lose my trunk on the way from Geneva, and was left for whole month without anything except what I wore and what was obliged to buy. This gave me 8 month of such worry and discomfort as should not wish to have again, but it afforded me chance to learn a little about the ways of railway management here, the slowness, immense amount of red tape, etc., and to compare them very unfavorably with our own way of doing things in that line. My trunk, however, which was old and fragile, came back to me uninjured after knocking around from Geneva to Lon don and back to Paris, and, in favor of the more careful handling here, ques- tion whether my old trunk would not have been completely demolished by a similar experience at home. I was paid small amount of damages by the railroad company for the delay, fifty francs, and could doubtless have got but was so glad to see my trunk back again that I cared very little about damages. g l. Although so unlucky as to be without a trunk upon my arrival here, I was fortunate in finding very comfortable quarters at the old Hotel du Luxem- bourg, a house which I had known be- fore. It is the ancient residence of Madame de Maintenon, and Is one of those old houses of the Latin Quarter which are not over-supplied with the modern Improvements, and where it is like storming a fortress to get in after the big outer door is closed, but which have a charm of their own to minds at all of an antiquarian turn. My room is small and somewhat skyward, but the price is exceedingly reasonable, and it has. one feature that compensates for every disadvantage; that is 1t has a window that looks out upon the Gar den of the Luxembourg, with its trees and flowers and green grass, and beau- tiful wide horizon towards the south.
 The old orange woman at the corner, almost under my window, and in front of the garden, had a grand sale of or- anges this forenoon. An excursion crowd of stunts from somewhere or other out of town, came along just when her little cart was full and and piled up with fruit They began buy ing and eating till the street was al- most blocked up with the merry crowd, for all the passers by seemed to be taken with the contagion for oranges and helped to swell the throng. I at first thought something had happened to the woman of the oranges, car- riage had run over her, or she had had a fit perhaps, but I soon saw she was there in the middle of the crowd, laugh ingly handing out the oranges and making change therefor. so I passed on, congratulating good Madeleinita in my mind and saying to myself, "She will have holiday this afternoon, for all her oranges will be sold and gone in one lump"
 The old Church Of St. Sulpice Is hardly more than stone's throw from the Hotel de Luxembourg, and I often run in there when I feel like getting into another world, for it's silence and