Divers Exercices de Cavalerie: VII: A Cavalryman Going a Walk to the Right

Divers Exercices de Cavalerie: V: A Cavalryman Going at a Walk to the Left

Divers Exercices de Cavalerie: IX: A Cavalryman Turned to the Right

Divers Exercices de Cavalerie: XIV: A Cavalryman Turning from the Right to the Front

Divers Exercices de Cavalerie: VIII: A Cavalryman Looked from the Back

Divers Exercices de Cavalerie: XI: A Cavalryman with a Sword Going at a Gallop

Divers Exercices de Cavalerie: VI: A Cavalryman with a Mantle

Divers Exercices de Cavalerie: XV: A Cavalryman with His Lady

Divers Exercices de Cavalerie: X: A Heavy Cavalryman on the Horse

Divers Exercices de Cavalerie: IV: A Front View of an Equestrian

Divers Exercices de Cavalerie: I: Title

Divers Exercices de Cavalerie: XVI: Two Cavalryman Firing off Their Pistols

Divers Exercices de Cavalerie: XIII: A Commandant on the Horse

Divers Exercices de Cavalerie: II: Trumpet on the Horse

Divers Exercices de Cavalerie: XII: A Life Guardsman on the Horse

Divers Exercices de Cavalerie: XVII: A Mother horse Suckling

Divers Exercices de Cavalerie: IXX: Two Butchers Skining a Horse

Divers Exercices de Cavalerie: XVIII : Combat of Several Horses

Divers Exercices de Cavalerie: III: Two Tambours of Life Guardsman on the Horse

JOURNEY TO CHINA 9: A CHINESE DANCE.One is greatly mistaken if one believes the Chinese people to be giddy, joyful and the friend of pleasure: they are on the contrary serious and morose, since their greatest amusement consists in a type of lugubrious walking in which the men and women walk one in front of the other, or one beside the other, and seem to be saying among themselves: brother we should die! In order also to point to the philosophical intention behind this ceremony, the opposite of dancing, they call it: Counter-dancing

NEWS: CHINA CIVILISING HERSELF. －Now then..., attention!... here's the European theory... the eyes looking fifteen paces into the distance and let the foot which is on the ground quickly go to rejoin that which is in the air..

BOHEMIANS OF PARIS 24: THE KNIGHT OF THE GOLDEN SPUR: This so-called former Colonel of the Papal Guard, later aide-de-camp to the Prince of Monaco, awaiting as a prize for his services a distinguished post in the Government!... he would, however, willingly accept a tabacconist's shop or a position as an inspector of [street] sweeping; besides [this] he is a gallant man like all knights of his order, for a trifle demanding satisfaction from five-year-old children, perfectly making excuses from the moment you look at him in the face

PARLIAMENTARY IDYLLS 4: FLORA AND ZEPHYR (DE LA MEURTHE.): Lightly he balances himself / On a foot barely skimming the water's surface:/ Flora who admires him in silence / Says to herself. / Ah! God damn it all, how beautiful he is! (Translated from Anacreon by Ratapoil, retired police colonel, member of Châlons sur Marne society of literature and of the society of the Tenth-of-December in Paris)

(Left) The little village on the far mountainside was already out of sight, and spring was coming around again. The grape trees were like large ailing snakes creeping under the coping stones of the wall. A brown light moved about in the tepid air. The void created by the selfsame every day is likely to chop down even the young trees that were left behind. In this everyday life, a thicket of trees protrudes like a boulder. (Right) The village I lived in has never been thought of as so small. The sun showed itself. The tall poplar forest looks like a beach being blown about by the wind. I grow dizzy just watching that seamless succession. If I can manage to get drunk on this succession of unchanging days, I can also grow to feel like I have taken down an elephant or snake. He differentiated things in this way, like a fluttering butterfly