All admitted that none glided about so easily and gracefully as the Americans.

They seemed to move without the least effort, while the English, the French, and the Germans labored in their dancing, bobbing up and down, jumping and jerking, out of breath and red in the face in five minutes.

One great pleasure we had in Toulouse was the music of the military band in the public gardens, where, for half a cent, we could have a chair and enjoy pure air and sweet music for two hours.
We gave a farewell dinner at the Tivollier Hotel to some of our friends.
With speeches and toasts we had a merry time.

Professor Joly was the life of the occasion.

He had been a teacher in France for forty years and had just retired on a pension.