This Morning Before the Sun Rise

Pierre-Narcisse Guérin

A small boy from boarding-school said that you were apostate...

Apropos the New Cellars of the Bank of France

French Theater, Reduced by the Scarcity of Reigning Tragediennes, to Playing to a Dummy

I've seen enough of my cousin, mama, can't we go now?

Sophie Gail

Gibier

Sir Véron Throws Down the Gauntlet to Charivari

Oh! My God! It's my husband . . .

Like Sisyphus

English Horse

The Pastry-cooks and the Bakers Quarrel over the Cake