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>> Brie Carlisle: Values today well be

continuing.

Les Miserable by Victor

Hugo chapter

nine a century under a gamp

since we are engaged in giving details as

to what the convent of the petite Pictpiss was in former

times, and since we have ventured to open

a window on that discreet retreat, the reader

will permit us one other little

digression, utterly foreign to this book,

but characteristic and useful, since it shows

that the cloister even has its original figures.

In the little convent there was a centenarian who

came from the abbey of Fontevrault.

She had even been in society before the revolution.

She talked a great deal of Monsieur de Mirmesnil,

keeper of the seals under Louis XVI,

and of a presentess

Duplatt, with whom she had been very

intimate. It was her pleasure and

her vanity to drag in these names on every pretext.

She told wonders of the abbey of Fontervolt,

that it was like a city, and that there were streets in the

monastery. She talked with a picard

accent, which amused the pupils.

Every year, she solemnly renewed her vows, and at the

moment of taking the oath, she said to the priest,

Monseigneur Saint Francois gave it to Monseigneur Saint

Julien. Monseigneur Saint Julien gave it to Monseigneur

Saint Euspius. Monseigneur Saint Euspius gave

it to Monsignor Saint Procopius. Etcetera,

etcetera. And thus I give it to you,

Father. And the schoolgirls would begin to

laugh, not in their sleeves, but under their

veils, charming little stifled

laughs which made the vocal mothers frown.

On another occasion, a centenarian was telling

stories. She said that in her youth, the

bernardine monks were every whit as good as the

mousquetaires. It was a sentry which

spoke through her. But it was the 18th

century. She told about the custom of the four

wines which existed before the revolution in

champagne. In Bourgogne, when a great

personage, a marshal of France, a

prince, a duke and a peer, traversed

a town in Burgundy or champagne, the city

fathers came out to harangue him and

presented him with four silver gondolas, into which

they had poured four different sorts of wine.

On the first goblet, this inscription could

be monkey wine. On

the second, lion, wine. On the third,

sheepwine. On the fourth,

hogwine. These four legends

express the four stages descended by the drunkard.

The first, intoxication which

enlivens, the second, that which

irritates, the third, that which

stoles, and the fourth, that which

brutalizes. In a cupboard, under

lock and key, she kept a mysterious object, of which she

thought a great deal. The rule of font Vrault

did not forbid this. She would not show this

object to anyone. She shut herself

up, which her rule allowed her to do, and hid

herself every time that she desired to contemplate it.

If she heard a footstep in the corridor, she closed the cupboard

again, as hastily as it was possible, with her aged

hands. As soon as it was mentioned to her, she

became silent. She, who was so fond of

talking, the most curious, were

baffled by her silence and the most tenacious by

her obstinacy. Thus it furnished

a subject of comment for all those who were unoccupied or bored in

the convent. What could that treasure of

the centenarian be which was so precious

and so secret? Some holy book,

no doubt, some unique tablet, some

authentic relic. They lost themselves in

conjectures. When the poor old woman

died, they rushed to her cupboard, more hastily than was

fitting, perhaps, and opened it.

They found the object beneath a triple linen

cloth like some consecrated

paten. It was a fanza platter,

representing little loves floating away, pursued by

apothecary lads armed with enormous syringes.

The chase abounds in grimaces and in comical

postures. One of the charming little

loves is already fairly spitted. He is

resisting, fluttering his tiny wings

and still making an effort to fly. But the dancer is

laughing with a satanical air.

Moral love conquered by the

colic. This platter, which is very

curious and which had possibly the honor of

furnishing Moliere with an idea, was still in

existence. In September 1845.

It was for sale by a bric a brac merchant in the

boulevard Beauchemache. This good

old woman would not receive any visits from outside

because, said she, the parlor is too

gloomy.

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Again, my name is Brie Carlisle and I

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of Le Miserable.

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