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Identifier: bohemianparisoft01morr (find matches)
Title: Bohemian Paris of to-day
Year: 1900 (1900s)
Authors: Morrow, William Chambers, 1853-1923 Cucuel, Édouard
Subjects: Bohemianism
Publisher: Philadelphia, London, J.B. Lippincott company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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illed with an assortment ofthose queer and interesting people some of whomBishop had entertained at the studio, only here theircharacteristics were more pronounced, for they werein their natural element, depressed and hampered byno constraints except of their own devising. A greatmany were women, although it could be seen at aglance that they were not of the nymphs who flittedamong the glittering cafes, gowned in delicate lacesand sheeny sculptured silks, the essence of migno-nette pervading their environment. No ; these weredifferent. Here one finds, not the student life of Paris, butits most unconventional Bohemian life. Here, inthis underground rendezvous, a dirty old hole abouttwenty feet below the street level, gather nightly thehappy-go-lucky poets, musicians, and singers forwhom the great busy world has no use, and who, intheir unrelaxing poverty, live in the tobacco cloudsof their own construction, carine nothinor for socialcanons, obeyers of the civil law because of their 180
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LE CABARET DU SOLEIL DOR scorn of meanness, injustice, and crime, suffering un-ceasingly for the poorest comforts of life, ambitiouswithout energy, hopeful without effort, cheerful underthe direst pressure of need, kindly, simple, proud,and pitiful. All were seated at little round tables, as are thehabitues of the cafes, and their attention was directedupon a slim young fellow with curling yellow hairand a faint moustache, who was singing, leaning mean-while upon a piano that stood on a low platform inone corner of the room. Their attention was respect-ful, delicate, sympathetic, and, as might be supposed,brought out the best in the lad. It was evident thathe had not long been a member of the sacred circle.His voice was a smooth, velvety tenor, and underproper instruction might have been useful to its pos-sessor as a means of earning a livelihood. But itwas clear that he had already fallen under the spellof the associations to which accident or his inclina-tion had brought him ; and t

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