ont Viroflay.

    s, tion of wo  o high good-humor.

    quot;A t; said o my fat;I you told me of, and I am indebted to you for a c;

    My fatfully rose, and made a civil reply. tranger e familiar, and even asked if ;brotanistquot; didnot turning to Paris. My fative,and opened in box to put .

    tranger asked   impertinence askt. My fat it was Rousseaus Emile.

    tranger immediately became grave.

    time side by side, my fat still tion, all t t. tolled t Genevese er, iated on tte of time and space, and gatogets out of all nations; but tranger suddenlyinterrupted him:

    quot;And ; said ;ion ters ion? tent ts, tered by success: imes  been ire? And be assured t e ivity of a vigorous mind, by  alurns against . s more from it as inually disgusts ual; oo-refined sigs and blemis beautiful face. I  speak of stronger temptations andof deeper douous man is not afraid of being a king? poure--preparing forgreat failures. Believe me, sir, te t of admiration or of envy; but, if you ,pity ;

    My fatonis tement   knoo answer.

    Just tle tot of Versailles; a carriage was passing.

    t perceived ttered an exclamationof surprise, and leaning out of ted:

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    tance.

    My fationless, confounded, and amazed, his eyes wideopen, and his hands clasped.

    Rousseau, owardhim:

    quot;You see,quot; said ter misantermisfortunes ;Jean Jacques cannot even hide himself:

    of curiosity to some, of malignity to oto all   to tinence o