Parisien

The next day being Sunday, Wobble gave an exhibition performance on his bicycle in the Jardin d’Acclimatation, in accordance with a special request from the managers of that popular institution. Thousands of Parisiens and Parisiennes flocked there to see it, and they applauded avec beaucoup d’enthusiasme.

[…] while the merry-go-rounds, toy-stalls and gingerbread kiosks, beloved of little Parisiens and Parisiennes, must have been swept away in dozens.

Rather, it is transmitted by him, for it came originally, so we learn, from a young boy of a French lieutenant, home on leave, and smiling with dreamy happiness over a café-table at the endless procession of clean, neatly drest Parisiens and Parisiennes passing by on the other side.

“Some time after midnight,” he went to the Seine because he wanted to see it before the floods abated. The following morning he rubbed shoulders with Parisiens and Parisiennes of all kinds, shapes and sizes as he went about in the pouring rain “to do some shopping.”

The Parisiens and Parisiennes seemed to have adopted the war like a new craze. Women dressed themselves in artistic caricatures of military uniforms, soldiers were admitted half-price to the cinemas, those wearing the distinctive badge of the Maginot Line were heroes.

It was the old Paris, the Paris of the Revolutions, with its multiplicity of little streets and small squares, its lively Parisiens and Parisiennes.

“They found a Pacific whale off the coast of Brittany just the other day,” said Madeleine. “And what happened?” “It lay dead on the shore.” “I told you so. What did they do with it?” “They placed it at the Esplanade des Invalides, so that all the Parisiens and Parisiennes could see it.”

It can be said that it has caught the hearts of Parisiens and Parisiennes as a global life style proposing shop.

Parisiens and Parisiennes cheered every person in the procession except Catherine Dei Medici who was not called queen but was referred to as “The Italian Woman.”

And as if the houses didn’t crowd the streets enough, the people absolutely choke them so that you elbow your way through masses of gay, laughing, dancing, Parisiens and Parisiennes.