Back home, she was considered a good girl, but in Paris, she was considered vraiment bien!
When her Mother wrote asking if she were cold? Augustine blushed from afar yet laughed out loud to herself. Her Mother's letter continued. Mme. Chier wondered if her daughter had purchased a new dress or two. Augustine wrote back in perfect penmanship that, in fact, the style was similar to Marseille, except that her fur coat did come in handy.
"Darling child," her Mother wrote, "Please do tell me of your impressions of the Eiffel tower, Notre Dame, and the other sites you have seen. You have not mentioned a word of their beauty to me?"
"Oh, Maman, Paris is beautiful, and I have found that I can-can……………….."
Photo: Turn-of-the-century postcards, a silver locket, and Augustine in her new boots!
Do good girls ever go crazy?
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