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_habitues_ -- Their intercourse with the attendants -- Their
courteous behaviour towards one another -- Le veau a la casserole
-- What Alfred de Musset, Balzac, and Alexandre Dumas thought of
it -- A silhouette of Alfred de Musset -- His brother Paul on his
election as a member of the Academie -- A silhouette of Balzac,
between sunset and sunrise -- A curious action against the
publishers of an almanack -- A full-length portrait of Balzac --
His pecuniary embarrassments -- His visions of wealth and
speculations -- His constant neglect of his duties as a National
Guard -- His troubles in consequence thereof -- L'Hotel des
Haricots -- Some of his fellow-prisoners -- Adam, the composer of
"Le Postillon de Lonjumeau" -- Eugene Sue; his portrait -- His
dandyism -- The origin of the Paris Jockey Club -- Eugene Sue
becomes a member -- The success of "Les Mysteres de Paris" -- The
origin of "Le Juif-Errant" -- Sue makes himself objectionable to
the members of the Jockey Club -- His name struck off the list --
His decline and disappearance.

If these notes are ever published, the reader will gather from the
foregoing that, unlike many Englishmen brought up in Paris, I was
allowed from a very early age to mix with all sorts and conditions of
men. As I intend to say as little as possible about myself, there is no
necessity to reveal the reason of this early emancipation from all
restraint, which resulted in my being on familiar terms with a great
many celebrities before I had reached my twenty-first year. I had no
claim on their goodwill beyond my admiration of their talents and the
fact of being decently connected. The constant companion of my youth was
hand and glove with some of the highest in the land, and, if the truth
must be told, with a good many of the lowest; but the man who was seated
at the table of Lord Palmerston at the Cafe de Paris at 8 p.m., could
afford _de s'encanailler_ at 2 a.m. next morning without jeopardizing
his social status.

The Cafe de Paris in those days was probably not only the best
restaurant in Paris, but the best in Europe. Compared to the "Freres
Provencaux" Vefour and Very, the Cafe de Paris was young; it was only
opened on July 15, 1822, in the vast suite of apartments at the corner
of the Rue Taitbout and Boulevard de Italiens, formerly occupied by
Prince Demidoff, whose grandson was a prominent figure