LONDON, Monday, July 7th, 1873.
—The Shah went off to France on Saturday, having pretty well tired out King, Lords, and Commons. Even the Prince of Wales is said to be dead beat. The French are going to make the best splash they can, but how poor, with no National Anthem, no flag, and nothing but a mushroom President. One of these days the Gladstones had the Shah to tea, and little Mary and Agnes Talbot were fetched upstairs to look at him. What shd he do but pat them on the cheeks and say, "Tres jolies," to their infinite excitement. "He patted me twice," quoth Agnes, "because I'm fair; so he is sure to ask for me as his 4th wife."
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