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by name and quality, and that it was there she learned 

 to preserve them in randy, candied with sugar ! the 

 souvenir alone of those plums makes " my mouth 

 water." I have never since " eating -drinking " such 

 delicious thing. " A Daisy" would say a certain 

 Scotchman friend of mine. I say "Celestial!" In 

 1878, when in Paris, my wife, and one of my daugh- 

 ters, searched all the most renowned confectionery 

 stores to find them, %&& failed, and I, on my own side, 

 did the same, with the same success failed. Is not 

 this long digression a sin f but a venial one, and I con- 

 fess it. Now that WE have eaten and drunk the 

 plums, in imagination, let us return to my Lady, and 

 her maid, both ez-nuns. At the advent of the first 

 empire of Napoleon, the 1st, they had lived in Paris, 

 frequenting the court, and when came the downfall of 

 that same empire in 1815, they came in that convent 

 or monastery, where 1 was monk and gardener. I 

 cumulated the professions, but I had only a salary for 

 one, and for my monkish, or monachism, I had plums 

 in Brandy. I had some, also, as a gardener. I had 

 the control of them while on the trees. O ! I forgot 

 that same blessed Lady and her maid treated me well. 

 I tell you all those little nothings, to corroborate what 

 I have said about gardeners as an exception from other 

 profession. Those two nuns of that worldly nunnery, 

 practiced hospitality to that extent, that one day after 



