CHAPTER XXXVII

LA VIE CHÈRE

H.C. of L. is an abbreviation I see often in American newspapers. From

the context it was not hard to guess what it meant. In Paris we call

that "preoccupation" (note the euphemism for "nightmare") _la vie

chère_. But we never mention it in any other tone than that of complete

and definitive resignation. We do not kick against the pricks. We gave

up long ago berating the Government and thinking that anything we can do

would change matters. We pay or go without. Our motto is Kismet. These

are good days to be a Mohammedan or a Christian Scientist. The latter is

preferable, I think, because it is comfortable to get rid of a thing by

denying its existence.

For the sake of record I have compiled a little table that tells more

eloquently than words the price we have paid--from the material point of

view--for the privilege of dictating peace to Germany. Is it not strange

that peace costs more than war? The greater part of the increases I

record here have come since the armistice. The figures opposite the

names of commodities represent the percentage of increase since August

1, 1914:

FOODSTUFFS

Beef 400

Mutton 350

Veal 350

Poultry 400

Rabbit 400

Ham 400

Bacon 225

Lard 225

Paté de foie 300

Potatoes 325

Carrots 325

Turnips 450

Cabbage 850

Cauliflower 725

Artichokes 650

Salads 200

Radishes 500

Oranges 200

Bananas 400

Figs 500

Prunes 650

Celery 1900

Salt 150

Pepper 250

Sugar 225

Olive oil 350

Vinegar 225

Coffee 150

Macaroni 150

Vermicelli 250

Rice 25

Canned goods 200-400

Butter 350

Eggs 400

Cheese 400-600

Milk 150

Bread 50

Flour 200

Pastry 300-400

Ordinary wine 300

Vins de luxe 50-100

Champagne 150

Ordinary beer 200

Cider 400

HEATING AND LIGHTING

Coal 250

Charcoal 250

Kindling-wood 300

Cut-wood 300

Gasoline 125

Wood-alcohol 500

Gas 100

Electricity 50

CLOTHING

Tailored suits 150

Ready-made suits 300

Shoes 200-300

Hats 250

Neckties 150

Cotton thread 500

Cotton cloth 275

Collars 150

Shirts 150-350

Gloves 150-250

Millinery 150

Stockings 150

Needles 500

Yarn 500

LAUNDRY

Laundry work 150-200

Potash 350

Soap 550

Blueing 200

FURNITURE

In wood 200

In iron 300

Mirrors 400

Bedding 300

HOUSEHOLD LINEN

Sheets 750

Linen sheeting 900

Cotton sheeting 900

Pillow-cases 400

Dish-towels 600

Bath and hand towels 400

Napkins 500

Table cloths 400

TABLE AND KITCHEN

Cutlery 125

Plated-ware 150

Table china 300

Kitchen china 200

Copper kitchen ware 125

Aluminum ware 100

Crystal ware 225

Cut glass 200-350

Ordinary plates 200

Fancy plates 150

Brooms and brushes 125

Lamps 250

MEANS OF TRANSPORT

Railway tickets 50

Excess baggage 250

Sleeping births 400

Commutation 75

Taxi-cabs 75

Omnibuses 35-50

Tramways 35-50

Postal cards 100

STATIONERY AND BOOKS

Writing-paper 900

Wrapping-paper 1000

Paper for printing 500-800

Newspapers 100

Magazines 50

Books 100

DRUGS AND PERFUMERY

Fancy soaps 300-400

Toilet waters 200

Tisanes 150

Eucalyptus 400

Patent medicines 150-200

Lozenges 250

Powdered drugs 150

Prescriptions 100

Bottles for Prescriptions 300-525

TOBACCO

Smoking tobacco 50-60

Ordinary cigarettes 40-75

Cigarette de luxe 100

Ordinary cigars 50

Cigars de luxe 100-150

Snuff 50

While we decided upon what to do with the Germans, the rest of our

enemies, and the very troublesome races we had liberated, the Chamber of

Deputies passed a national eight-hour law. This did not bring down wages

by the day. In fact, shorter hours of labor led to more insistent

demands for higher wages to meet the increase in _la vie chère_.

Everyone borrowed from Peter to pay Paul.

On the day the German plenipotentiaries arrived at Versailles, my

children insisted on going out to see them. We had to wait until Sunday,

when my husband was free. Out we went on a bright May morning. There

were six Gibbonses, four of them very small, and one of my American

soldier boys. Of course we ate in the famous restaurant of the Hôtel des

Réservoirs, where the Germans were lodged. We did not see the Germans.

The only sensation of the day was the bill for a simple luncheon--two

hundred and eight francs.

"It pays to be the victors!" I exclaimed.

"Those who have anything to sell," modified my husband, grinning

cheerfully (God knows why!) as he bit the end off a ten-franc cigar.

"The children will never forget this historic day," he added, handing

the waiter twenty francs.

"Nor I," said the children's mother.

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