nd of the trip which the two
made together[1], the whole being greatly modified by the play of the
novelist's Provencal imagination.

[Footnote 1: See the following notes of this edition for evidence of the
extent to which Daudet used the notes jotted down in Africa in the
composition of "Tartarin": _70_ 21, _73_ 27, _81_ 5-6. See also "Souvenirs
d'un homme de lettres," p. 44, where he speaks of the notebook from which
he extracted "Tartarin" and other works.]

To appreciate "Tartarin de Tarascon" is not easy for a foreigner; and by
foreigners is meant all those who have not lived in and do not know
Provence. Americans and Parisians (see pages 16-17) look on Tartarin and
his compatriots as mere liars.

They are not liars: they are suffering simply from the effects of a
mirage. To understand what is meant by a mirage, you must go to the south
of France. There you will find a magic sun which transforms everything,
which takes a molehill and makes of it a mountain. Go to Tarascon, seek
out a man who almost went to Shanghai, look steadfastly at him, and if the
southern sun is shining upon him you will soon be convinced that he has
actually gone to Shanghai.

In reading "Tartarin de Tarascon," therefore, remember that Tartarin's
world is small and his imagination large; that he never lies, though he
rarely tells the truth. Do not make the mistake of thinking Tartarin a
lunatic. Just as his immortal predecessor Don Quixote was thoroughly sane
except in that which touched the realm of chivalry, so Tartarin is a
normal Frenchman except when he is under the influence of the southern
mirage.

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Daudet says in "Trente Ans de Paris," page 142, that the home of the real
Tartarin was five or six miles from Tarascon on the other side of the
Rhone. In an article which appeared in "Les Annales," July 6, 1913,
Charles Le Goffic tells of a visit to the house in Tarascon known as _la
maison de Tartarin_, and reports a conversation he had with Mistral, the
great Provencal poet, an intimate friend of Daudet. Mistral said that the
real Tartarin lived at Nimes, eighteen miles from Tarascon, to the west of
the Rhone, and was no other than Raynaud, Daudet's own cousin. "Raynaud,"
Mistral told Le Goffic, "had travelled among the _Teurs_ and talked about
nothing but his lion hunts; he talked about them with his lower lip
extended so as to form a terrible pout (_moue_), which gave a character of
go