Teachers and Rascals 9: The foolhardy young who allow themselves to be carried away by a point of honour, and who snap their fingers at the checks of the highest Appeal Court in the land

Teachers and Rascals 15: Sixth-form pupils wanting to play at Rhetoricians

Teachers and Rascals 31: The laborious and delicate mission of the drawing teacher; to him is always reserved the difficult task of redressing the twists and inaccuracies of his young pupils!

MONOMANIACS 3: THE EXPERT: There are Experts and Experts, as there are Uncouth Peolple and Uncouth People. Firtly [there is] the Expert who knows (this is the rarest type); then the Expert who knows nothing, or knows stupid and useless things, that is to say, less than nothing. The Expert of these different categories passes for a profound, serious man; he is in a very good position, and makes a reputation in the world, like all who are hollow. He passes his days full of pleasures and free from failings, except that he is subject to the Cross of Honoour and the Academy

MONOMANIACS 3: THE EXPERT: There are Experts and Experts, as there are Uncouth Peolple and Uncouth People. Firtly [there is] the Expert who knows (this is the rarest type); then the Expert who knows nothing, or knows stupid and useless things, that is to say, less than nothing. The Expert of these different categories passes for a profound, serious man; he is in a very good position, and makes a reputation in the world, like all who are hollow. He passes his days full of pleasures and free from failings, except that he is subject to the Cross of Honoour and the Academy

TODAY'S PHILANTHROPISTS 9: “Yesterday, in the rue St. Honoré, a respectable old man fell, struck by an attack of apoplexy, it would have been the end of him had not the celebrated Doctor Cabassol, who was by chance at his window at No. 107, hastened to fly to his aid: thanks to intelligent and prodigious help together with the most touching solicitude the sick man was promptly restored to life. Our celebrated Doctor Cabassol topping his generous behaviour wanted to receive as payment for his care only the thanks of a family which will eternally bless his name. Honour to Doctor Cabassol!” －Look here, it's you who's the respectable old man in question, yesterday you failed to fall when coming to see me, you could have injured yourself and then I could have saved you... I contrived it all a little more dramatically for the newspaper... it won't do you any harm and it'll do me a lot of good!

THE TEMPTATION OF THE NEW St. ANTHONY: In that particular time, a great and fat sinner named Véron felt himself touched by grace: having reflected that the Press was a priesthood, he became a hermit and retired to a wild place in the midst of the steepest mountains of Montmartre. There, he spent his days and nights in prayer, and as a means of mortification, imposed upon himself as a penitence the continual re-reading of the list of subscribers to the Constitutionnel. －For his only food, Véron took at long intervals a light fragment of Regnauld pâté. －The Devil, irritated by this edifying yet unexpected conversion employed different strategies to make St. Véron succumb to his temptations, but our noble coenobite knew how to resist those things which until recently had held so many charms for him: Satan, who had taken the form of the Constitutionnel in order come in person to tempt St. Véron, returned to the road for Paris, furious. －The anchorite of Montmartre has, since this time, been placed in the rank of the greatest saints which Parisian journalism honours, and is especially supplicated by the unfortunates who have a head cold