MY PARISIAN DAYS
 

I

THE LATIN QUARTER

My days in Paris begin with the Latin Quarter
—and end with it. Le quartier latin—its very
sound had long used to thrill me before I actually
found myself in it. How I longed to be one of
those students who (as I imagined from what I had
read about them) enjoyed a true Bohemian life,
having their diggings in the quarter! When I
came to Paris, therefore, the Latin Quarter claimed
my first attention.

Eventually I took up my abode there; and
stayed there till the end of my sojourn in Paris,
which extended over a summer and an autumn.
It goes without saying that I liked the place from
the beginning—I felt as if I had met with an old
friend. The sight of students on Boulevard Saint-
Michel with their flowing ties, telescope-like pipes