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Title: The real Latin quarter
Year: 1901 (1900s)
Authors: Smith, Frank Berkeley, 1869-
Subjects: Artists
Publisher: New York, Funk & Wagnalls Co.
Contributing Library: Smithsonian Libraries
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stair-case before the orchestra. The nude, asalways, is prohibited ! ? ! The question of music at the head of theprocession is of the greatest importance,and those comrades who are musical willplease give their names to the delegates ofthe ateliers. Your good-will in this line isasked for—any great worthless capacity inthis line will do, as they always play thesame tune, Les Pompiers ! The Committee—1899. For days before the Quatz Arts ball,all is excitement among the students, whodo as little work as possible and rest them-selves for the great event. The favoritewit of the different ateliers is given thetask of painting the banner of the atelier,which is carried at the head of the severalcorteges. One of these, in Bouguereausatelier, depicted their master caricaturedas a cupid. The boys once constructed an elephantwith oriental trappings—an elephant thatcould wag his ears and lift his trunk andsnort — and after the two fellows whoformed respectfully the front and hind legs77
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of this knowingbeast had practisedsufficently to pro-ceed with him safe-ly, at the head ofa cortege of slavegirls, nautch dan-cers, and manacledcaptives, the big beastcreated a success inthe procession at theQuatV Arts ball.After the ball, in the graymorning light, they marched it back to theatelier, where it remained for some weeks,finally becoming such a nuisance, kickingaround the atelier and getting in every-bodys way, that the boys agreed to give itto the first junk-man that came around.But as no junk-man came, and as no onecould be found to care for its now sadlybattered hulk, its good riddance became aproblem. What to do with the elephant!that was the question. At last the two, who had sweltered inits dusty frame that eventful night of the 7* QuatV Arts, hit upon an idea. Theymarched it one day up the Boulevard St.Germain to the Cafe des deux Magots, fol-lowed by a crowd of people, who, when itreached the cafe, assembled around it,every one asking what it was for—or ratherwha

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