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distance to thirty-five yards, but with 

 no better success on the part of the 

 Parisians, and at last they were obhged to 

 acknowledge themselves as fairly beaten. 

 Before leaving- the Bois de Boulogne, T 

 fired at four sheets of thick cartridge- 

 paper at the distance of seventy yards 

 with Mr. Moore's gun, and lodged forty- 

 eight shot, which went clean through 

 every sheet, and penetrated the bark of 

 the tree. Monsieur Lepage offered me 

 a thousand francs for the gun, which, 

 not being mine, of course T could not 

 part with ; but if it had, I should not 

 have sold it for double the sum. 



We returned to Paris to breakfast ; 

 and a French dejeuner a la fourchette is a 

 matter of no little importance. We all 

 adjourned, with the exception of Mon- 

 sieur Lepage, to the Eocher de Cancale, 

 the house par excellence for a true Pari- 

 sian breakfast. 



