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that he had visited Salt Lake City, and thought a policy 

 of force against the Mormons a mistake. In this I feel 

 sure that he was right. Years ago I was convinced by 

 Bishop Tuttle of the Protestant Episcopal Church, who 

 had been stationed for some years at Salt Lake City, that 

 a waiting policy, in which proper civilization can be 

 brought to bear upon the Mormons, is the true course. 



On the following Sunday I heard Pere Hyacinthe 

 preach, as at several visits before; but the only thing at 

 all memorable was a rather happy application of Vol 

 taire s remark on the Holy Eoman Empire, &quot;Ni Saint, ni 

 Empire, ni Remain.&quot; 



At the salon of Madame Edmond Adam, eminent as a 

 writer of review articles and as a hater of everything 

 Teutonic, I was presented to a crowd of literary men who, 

 though at that moment striking the stars with their lofty 

 heads, have since dropped into oblivion. Among these I 

 especially remember Emile de Girardin, editor, spouter, 

 intriguer the &quot;Grand lmile,&quot; who boasted that he in 

 vented and presented to the French people a new idea 

 every day. This futile activity of his always seemed to me 

 best expressed in the American simile : i Busy as a bee in 

 a tar-barrel. There was, indeed, one thing to his credit : 

 he had somehow inspired his former wife, the gifted Del- 

 phine Gay, with a belief in his greatness; and a pretty 

 story was current illustrating this. During the revolution 

 of 1848, various men of note, calling on Madame Girardin, 

 expressed alarm at the progress of that most foolish of 

 overturns, when she said, with an air of great solemnity, 

 and pointing upward, Gentlemen, there is one above who 

 watches over France. (II y a un Id-haut qui veille sur la 

 France.)&quot; All were greatly impressed by this evidence 

 of sublime faith, until the context showed that it was not 

 the Almighty in whom she put her trust, but the great 

 Emile, whose study was just above her parlor. 



This reminds me that, during my student days at Paris, 

 I attended the funeral of this gifted lady, and in the crowd 

 of well-known persons present noticed especially Alexan- 



