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Updated: June 2, 2025
Henry Farman won the Grand Prix de Champagne on this day, covering 112 miles in 3 hours, 4 minutes, 56 seconds, Latham being second with his 96.5 miles flight, and Paulhan third. On the Saturday, Glenn Curtiss came to his own, winning the Gordon-Bennett Cup by covering 20 kilometres in 15 minutes 50.6 seconds.
The Melbourne people exult and not unjustifiably in the Melbourne Cup and on the spectacle presented at its running. That spectacle is quite unique as far as I know. Neither the Derby nor the Grand Prix can rival it for its view of packed humanity, and neither can approach it for the decorous order of the crowd. Is it Jane Taylor who tells the story of an English village?
She referred to the filly Nana, the Nana who had let herself be shamefully beaten in the race for the Prix de Diane and had not even been placed in April and May last when she ran for the Prix des Cars and the Grande Poule des Produits, both of which had been gained by Lusignan, the other horse in the Vandeuvres stable.
There is a French Territorial regiment which has a notice up at the entrance of its "music hall" "Entrée pour Messieurs les Poilus. Prix un sourire." Admission a smile! There is never a man turned away from its doors, for where is the "poilu" or where is the "Tommy" who is not always ready with a smile and a laugh and a song?
I heard from a group of students seated before a cafe the following words, which Sylvestre did not seem to notice: "Look, do you see the taller of those two there? That's Sylvestre Lampron." "Prix du Salon two years ago?" "A great gun, you know." "He looks it." "To the left," said Lampron.
"No, thank God! there will be plenty of throat-cutting to-morrow, and the French Guards have the post of honor." "Thank Heaven!" exclaimed Henri, joyfully. "You seem in excellent spirits to-night, Captain Henri de Grandville." "I wish I could say as much of you, Captain Raoul de St. Prix." "Tell me the cause of your felicity." "Enlighten me respecting your ill humor."
In Russia one is expected to bargain and haggle over the price of everything, beginning with hotel accommodations, no matter how obtrusively large may be the type of the sign "Prix Fixe" or how strenuous may be the assertions that the bottom price is that first named.
On pourrait au contraire soutenir contre eux, que c'est la seule partie du produit du travail, dont la valeur soit purement nominale, et n'ait rien de reelle: c'est en effet le resultat de l'augmentation de prix qu'obtient un vendeur en vertu de son privilege, sans que la chose vendue en vaille reellement d'avantage. The prevailing opinions among the more modern writers in our own country, have appeared to me to incline towards a similar view of the subject; and, not to multiply citations, I shall only add, that in a very respectable edition of the Wealth of nations, lately published by Mr Buchanan, of Edinburgh, the idea of monopoly is pushed still further.
"Forgive me! It is past noon. Run away, child, and come back at two." The day seemed very long in spite of Camille's easy kindness, and the girl shrank from the subsequent sitting at Varini's. "Why do you pose for those wretched boys?" grumbled the Prix de Rome man. "After this week you must come to me only. I must paint a Rosamund."
Her eyes went round the hushed groups of faces with wild searching. At last they found the face of her leader, and clung there, dark and dull. "Prix!" she cried. "Prix! Open the gate!" "I cannot, Maren," he said quietly; "'twould be but madness." "But they are without!" All horror was in the cry. "They are among the Indians!" "Aye, and may the good God have mercy on them!"
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