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their principles or manners did not sympathize with 

 mine. I liked solitude, and they did not. When 

 alone I could soliloquize, even dialogize. I put a ques- 

 tion, a dilemma, and I solved them myself, without a 

 judge. Was it not like in a convent ? But it was 

 about the same. Only the few nuns were old 60, 

 65, and perhaps more, and young ones were out of 

 reach, so I was almost a saint, although I heard some 

 one, in speaking of me, say : that I was ad...., with 

 a meliorating adjective, such as a fellow good or bad, 

 but such an epithet does not disturb the equanimity of 

 young philosophers, for I already began to philoso- 

 phize, for just at that time my Lady, my employer, asked 



me one day : " Mr , The gardener, or Mr. Louis," 



I forget. Why, when you write to my son, why do 

 you not address your letters " Monsieur Le Baron ! 

 De Mont," Mr. the Baron of Montgenet ? Because 

 I do not know what a Baron is, Madam ! You know 

 very well what it is, but your silly notions of Democ- 

 racy forbid you from calling him by his title. Is it not 

 so? Well, Madame! I confess it is so. I know what 

 it means for me it means zero nothing, and I think 

 it is more silly than my Democracy, which means 

 "power of the people." I know all these empty 

 words, such as Baron, Duke, and so forth, but you, 

 Madame! you do not know that the "Convention 

 Rationale " that memorable^ that grandest political 



