B - An Owl from “1” by Miyazawa Kanji

Starry Night (Miyagima) from "Scenes from Travels III"

16. View of Mt. Hodaka from Tokusawa, Kamaikochi from "Japan's Famouse Mountain"

皇居（明治宮殿）皇后宮御湯殿二位局控所納まり詳細図19枚綴　B ノ 1［吹上宮殿計画］

Caricatures of the Day: The bourgeois at the Salon: Let's see... What's that?... (reading from his catalogue) "No. 387. Portrait of Mr. B*** stock-broker"... well... well!... oh! how stupid I am... 386 is the portrait of Mr. B***, this is a portrait of a bull by Mr. Bracassat... I'd also say... that the idea of having yourself painted with horns as big as that... after that, you can't refuse a stock-broker anything

WHEN YOU'RE UNLUCKY 1: －To think that I've not been able to fire a single shot since this morning!... －Oh! different from me... I've killed my dog!..

Sketch Taken by Daumier at the Salon 1(but numbered: “2”) : －This year yet more Venuses... always Venuses!... as if there were women made like that!..

Double Faces 1: The Uncle-The Nephew: [On the left of the page, vertically]: (The Nephew, aloud) I've been given a little too much, that's bad －(The Uncle, aside) I'll inherit from my nephew, how strange! [On the right of the page,vertically]: (The Uncle, aloud) I'm not well, my friend. －(The Nephew, aside)Things are going well, I'm going to inherit from him

Parisian Emotions 1: Aren't they dreary!... see how they make off!... what it is not to live in property!!!... My little loves, when you come by again we should warn you, we'll burn pastilles from the Seraglio for you..

NEWS 184: AN UNLUCKY FIGHTER: See, here, my friend Léon, gulp this down for me... it's Argenteuil balsam...it's worked every time one of my men has been unwise enough to separate from my gang and has got a frightful beating up!...another time, don't go out alone against the majority!..

Ancient History 43: Œdipus at the Spinx's. This ugly animal with the head of an antiquary, / Said to him: Why, Sir, can you not count / On a pyramid? Then without hesitation / Œdipus replied: It's because they are near Cairo? You can be grateful for an old pun (Lesson by Mr. Raoul-Rochette)

Ancient History 14: Ulysses and Penelope. Chastely stretched on their bashful marriage-bed; / This noble married couple find themselves at last. / And when Ulysees snores, from his charming mouth / Penelope steals a loving kiss (Trifling work by Mr. Vatout)

Ancient History 14: Ulysses and Penelope. Chastely stretched on their bashful marriage-bed; / This noble married couple find themselves at last. / And when Ulysees snores, from his charming mouth / Penelope steals a loving kiss (Trifling work by Mr. Vatout)

Ancient History 6: Penelope's nights. Of her absent husband the adorable profile, / Always shines like a star to her gentle eyes / But to drag on for three years, and her trick and her web / ...She must have had an intrepid thread (Odessy Ch[apter] II. Indiscreet translation by Mr. Villemain)

Ancient History 36: Apelles and Campaste [sic]. Knowing that for his tender and ravishing model / Apelles was dying from mad desires / Alexander, behaving like a great king, gave away this beautiful woman / Whom he'd had enough of, anyway (On antique art, poetical essay by Mr. Cavé)

SKETCHES OF THE STOCK EXCHANGE BY DAUMIER 2: Below the upper vignette: SMALL-SCALE SPECULATORS. －Mrs. Chaffarou... I need to get out of MILITARY BEDS in order to get into the CRYSTAL PALACE... unless of course I get into the GAUDALQUIVIR. Below the lower vignette: OPENING OF THE STOCK EXCHANGE. How you can fall flat on your face by running too quickly after wealth

SKETCHES OF THE TEATRE BY DAUMIER 1: － Oh! my dear sir, you have given me a very pleasant evening, you have reminded me of Talma － Have I really reminded you of Talma? － Yes, particularly bu the shape of your nose

JOURNEY TO CHINA 19: CHINESE WORRIORS. All Chinese men have the right, from six to eight times a year, to carry a rifle, a cartridge-pouch, and even to wear a fur cap; then they apply themselves, more or less voluntarily to night patrols which have as their goal the maintenance of public peace. Only it happens quite often that the chief named KA-PO-RAL takes infinite trouble to prevent his warriors singing at the tops of their voices “mother GO-DI-CHON” or other Chinese ballads, and it is by waking with a start that the good citizens learn that their rest is being watched over

Caricaturana 92: Sir, I despise the charlatanism of the poster, I despise the Puffs of the advertisement, I abhor everything which smells of the charalatan, the tumbler, the rope-dancer, and I limit myself to producing with all naivete and foolishness my merchandise. Read my catalogue! Scent of love, esteem and friendship, in phials from the Middle-Ages... Extract of the smile of infancy －Perfume of Adolphe's first steps－ Water of the peoples' alliance, for the handkerchief, with Beranger's song. Perfume of General Foy, a scent to strengthen the brain's fibre and to remind the French of their liberties and rights guaranteed by the constitutional charter. Surrounded by an oration given upon the tomb of the immortal deputy by one of his honourable colleagues. You see, it's impossible to be more simple

ROBERT MACAIRE. 2nd Series 3: Yes, Sir, you see in me a victim of political hatreds... an outcast... I have been condemned Falsely and I have had to go into exile... I'm clearing off to Belgium in order to reach Spain where I count on taking up arms... (aside) if I can't take anything else

NEWS 4: This shows you a great battle which one may believe to be commanded by General Crunch Beet! It will not enter the historical Museum of Versailles and should serve as a pendant to the Battles of Cannes

(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

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

Strangers in Paris 1: The arrival: What, no room!... －Not even for your hat-box... －What about in the sitting-room? －Twenty one Englishmen are in there... －In the attic?... －I've put eleven Savoyards in there... －In the celler?... －Fifteen Polish people have set up home... －Oh! hang it...oh! damnation... oh! Good God!...are we going to spend the night by the side of a milestone?... －That's what you'd better do, because then the night patrol will get you out of trouble quickly by taking you to sleep at the Prefecture of Police's office, Saint Martin cell!... specially reserved for the homeless and poodles without papers!..

NEWS 200: A VISIT TO THE CONVICT-PRISON IN NAPLES: Mr.Gladstone－ And what do you call this man? he doesn't look like a villain. The Gaolor－ Don't you believe any of it, on the contrary,he's a demagogue, an old constitutional minister of 1848 called Carlo Poërio. In his inexhaustible clemency the best and most worthy of kings ordered that we chain him to an assassin, so that he might return to the good. He'd have been completely lost if we'd left him with another demagogue