CXI

DIJON, _July 29, 1846_.

I hoped to find a letter from you here, but suppose you are enjoying

yourself too much to think of writing to me. There was nothing for me at

Bar either, which surprised and incensed me. Is it the fault of the

mail, or is it yours? I had always believed the mails to be infallible.

What are you doing, and where are you at this moment? I do not know,

indeed, where to address this letter, so I am taking my chances in

sending it to Paris. Write to me next in Paris, and then to

Clermont-Ferrand.

I have seen many customs, many men, and many cities since I left you two

weeks ago, and, like Ulysses, in my peregrinations I have encountered

all sorts of annoyances. Each year I find provincial life more stupid

and more unendurable. This time I have the blues, and see everything

from a pessimistic stand-point, perhaps because you have neglected me so

unmercifully. The only pleasant experience that I have had was in

travelling through the dense forests in the Ardennes, and these reminded

me of some other forests with pleasanter associations. I fear you seldom

think of them.

As a finishing stroke, I have learned what frightful folly has been

accomplished here by means of our money. Those who have been guilty of

this are silly and virtuous heads of families, against whom I am obliged

to hurl my thunderbolts of denunciation as a warning that they will

probably die of starvation. This fierce vocation is most obnoxious to

me. I need a letter from you to sweeten my temper.

Again I return to my subject. Why have you not written to me? I shall

now be, I don’t know how long, without any word from you, for my

itinerary is too unsettled to designate any stopping-places. To sum it

all up, I see no reason why I should not be furious. In all probability

you are perfectly contented where you are, and I have no expectation of

seeing you before winter, when the Opera will draw you back to Paris.

Good-bye. When you desire to think of me, you shall see that I know how

to be magnanimous. Do not send a letter to Privas, but to

Clermont-Ferrand. I have just learned that I shall not be obliged to go

to Privas. After leaving Clermont I shall go probably to Lyons, but you

shall hear from me beforehand.

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