Avenue of Tree, 120 feet High and Temple of Hakone

Cedar Avenue of the Hakone Old Tokaido Road

THE MOUNTEBANKS: You see here the great celebrities of literary, musical and artistic France, they are each 36 feet below sea-level..

Nishi no Kawara, Between Odawara and Hakone: Tsukisayo, from the series The Fifty-three Stations of the Tōkaidō, here titled Tōkaidō

Tokyo Asakusa-Temple and Tower of Ryounkaku in the Park and Azumabashi Bridge in the Distance View

Tokyo Asakusa-Temple and Tower of Ryounkaku in the Park and Azumabashi Bridge in the Distance View

Famous Places in Tokai - The Revised Fifty-Three Stations : Revised Travel Journal No. 12, Hakone, Lake at the Top of the Mountain

箱根仙石原高原　SENGOKUHARA PLATEAU OF HAKONE　　塵外の閑境に設備完きクラブハウス　WELL-FURNISHED CLUB-HOUSE

箱根仙石原高原　SENGOKUHARA PLATEAU OF HAKONE　　山の家と峻峯金時山を望む　YAMA-NO-IE OR MOUNTAIN HOUSE AND MT. KINTOKI

NEWS 51: View, plan, section and elevation of the new buses on the boulevard. NOTE. － These new carriages have received high praise from the pole-vaulter, the fly-man[,] from intrepid Thévelin and other distinguished Gymnasts

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Strangers in Paris 17: Shops of greater and greater enormity －Can you show me, please, where the counter for cotton bonnets is?... －At the end of the 9th aisle on the right, then the 4th on the left, and once you’ve arrived at the 15th counter, ask for cotton bonnets; there they’ll show you clearly the way you should take to get there... －Oh! damnation... I’m very angry at having left my cab at the door of your shop!..

ADVERTISING AND PUBLICITY 2: THEY MAKE THIS POOR PUBLIC SWALLOW THIS!! The Rubber Clyso-Trompe occupies, within the large family of emollients, the place which the gentle flute holds among wind instruments. The Clyso-Trompe refreshes ideas, destroys bugs, calms nervous irritation, opens up intelligence, purifies the Conscience of remorse, inspires Dithyrambs upon the museum of Versailles, but does not at all relieve colic. The lights of the ox in early infacy have received the commendation of all crowned heads. This admirable Pectoral cures Dim-sightedness, Corns, Whitlows, freckles, the mania for maknig dramas. etc. etc. etc. This velvet paste is most particularly suitable for everyone. It relieves hoarseness as if by hand. Duprez is indebted to it from 553 feet above sealevel, where he has never been. It even gives children in the best of health Whooping-cough

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

(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

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!..

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