gxajnis tiom da profesoroj,
Doktoroj, kaj eminentuloj, kiom gxi nun havas en Francujo, la lingvo
estos venkinta! Gxis nun, bedauxrinde, nur malmulte da instruistoj
kaj scienculoj interesigxis je la afero. Sed sendube tiu cxi baldaux
venos, kaj tiam ni, kune kun niaj simpatiaj Francaj amikoj, povos
vidi la belegan rezultaton de niaj sencxesaj klopodoj--la alprenon de
Esperanto tutmonde.

Ju pli oni esploras la Esperantistaron, des pli oni konvinkigxas je
la granda estonteco de la lingvo. Cxie Esperantistoj kunpensas pri
gxia praktikeco kaj netusxebleco. _Cxie ni estas veraj Samideanoj!_

_Gxis la Revido! Gxis la Revido!_

H. Bolingbroke Mudie.

March 12-15, 1904.

To-day, sitting at the Remington once more, I write a few words about
my memorable little holiday with the Esperantists in France. I do so
to fulfil the wish of many readers of The Esperantist. It
would be easy to do one of two things--either to fill a book on the
subject, or to write nothing. For the former, time is wanting, and I
must not do the latter, having unfortunately promised to write
something.

I must therefore hope that my new friends across the Channel will
forgive such a brief outline of so interesting a theme.

Have many people, other than Esperantists, had long friendly
correspondence with those whom they have never yet seen? Perhaps. But
certain it is that I gave much forethought to this short journey,
which was to enable me to see so many Esperantists, with whom I
already had such pleasant intercourse.

A smooth crossing and a comfortable train allowed a little sleep
before I arrived, at seven in the morning, in the Gay City.

Of the sights and interesting features of Paris it is needless to
write. These exist for all, not for the army of Esperantists alone.

But the hearty welcome of M. Gaubert, Secretary of the Parisian
Group, was an Esperantist privilege. Having visited the publishers,
Messrs. Hachette, I went to the Suez Canal Company's office, which M.
Gaubert jokingly calls his _prison_! A truly luxxurious prison. We in
England have not, I fancy, such offices. Here I also met his
colleague, M. Masse, who is another Secretary of the Paris Group.

The first object which catches the eye is a beautiful model of the
world-famed canal. It must have been easier to scoop out the desert
sand than to cut through the Panama rocks; nevertheless, the
magnitude of the enterprise is very evident. We lunched together
here, and the c