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RESERVOIRES, VERSAILLES

September 10th

How I love Versailles--the jolliest old hole on earth--(I wonder why one

uses slang like this, I had written those words as an exact reflection

ofcould be more inexact as a description of

Versailles! It is as far fro "jolly" as a place can be--nor is it

a "hole!") It is the greatest monument which the vanity of one man ever

erected, and like all other superlatives it holds and interests If the

Grand Monarque squandered millions to build it, France has reaped

billions froers who have cos its good Each statue is a

personal friend of mine--and since I was a boy I have been in love with

the delicious nymph with the shell at the bottom of the horse-shoe

descent before you coht hand side She

has two dimples in her back--I like to touch them--

Why did I not come here sooner? I am at peace with the world--Burton

wheelsto watch the sunset froreat steps All the masterpieces are covered with pent

houses of concrete faced with straw, but the lesser gods and goddesses

here with peaceful faentlereat white

dog--children with spades--all watching the glorious sky, seated in

groups on the little iron park chairs, a sense of stupefaction comes