The last resort for travellers without lodgings. He dreams about sleeping in the best room of the Hotel Des Princes.

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Image Not Available for The last resort for travellers without lodgings. He dreams about sleeping in the best room of the Hotel Des Princes.
The last resort for travellers without lodgings. He dreams about sleeping in the best room of the Hotel Des Princes.
Image Not Available for The last resort for travellers without lodgings. He dreams about sleeping in the best room of the Hotel Des Princes.

The last resort for travellers without lodgings. He dreams about sleeping in the best room of the Hotel Des Princes.

PortfolioPlate 33 from the series "L'exposition Universelle"
Date1855
MediumCrayon lithograph
DimensionsSheet: 247 × 187 mm. (9 3/4 × 7 3/8 in.)
Credit LineNelson and Juanita Greif Gutman Collection
Object number1963.313.91
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Last Updated1/11/24
Image Not Available for The early morning caller. This person enters your home early in the morning and walks stealthily like a thief. If you wake up, he pretends having entered the wrong apartment, looking for a Mr. Pierre or a Mr. Paul. He is abashed with apologies and retreats after carrying off what has fallen into his hands. This man works around all the hotels, knowing that the travellers have the habit of leaving their key in the door.
The early morning caller. This person enters your home early in the morning and walks stealthily like a thief. If you wake up, he pretends having entered the wrong apartment, looking for a Mr. Pierre or a Mr. Paul. He is abashed with apologies and retreats after carrying off what has fallen into his hands. This man works around all the hotels, knowing that the travellers have the habit of leaving their key in the door.
1835
Image Not Available for This is a so called merchant, victim of his victims, crazy, squanderer and intriguing. He pays 1% to his creditors for 10 years, forgets about the past, does not care about the future, struts about the Bois de Boulogne with his yellow gloves, strolls along the boulevard des Italiens and theatre lobbies. He talks of honour and decency and calls his creditors thieves. He loves the pose of the political, industrial and moral victim and splashes the whole world.
This is a so called merchant, victim of his victims, crazy, squanderer and intriguing. He pays 1% to his creditors for 10 years, forgets about the past, does not care about the future, struts about the Bois de Boulogne with his yellow gloves, strolls along the boulevard des Italiens and theatre lobbies. He talks of honour and decency and calls his creditors thieves. He loves the pose of the political, industrial and moral victim and splashes the whole world.
1840
Image Not Available for It's just because he's your friend, and because he has been introduced to me by you that I will let him subscribe to the last 20 shares of my colossal newspaper the European.... it will be a gold mine, and one day, he will thank you properly for it.
It's just because he's your friend, and because he has been introduced to me by you that I will let him subscribe to the last 20 shares of my colossal newspaper the European.... it will be a gold mine, and one day, he will thank you properly for it.
1845
Image Not Available for The husband wants him to look at his hot-bed, the friend only dreams of seeing his wife.
The husband wants him to look at his hot-bed, the friend only dreams of seeing his wife.
1845
Image Not Available for Various news. "The Rue de la Lune has been illuminated with gas light." Correction: In our last edition instead of "The mayor has given birth to twins" it should read: "He has returned into town." We are being informed from Dijon: "The latest frost has completely destroyed the mustard seeds; this will most likely result in considerable price increases for Moutarde de Dijon." - We inform our readers of a new kind of activity: cunning swindlers are getting information about the addresses of regular patrons of coffee houses. While the clients are reading the newspapers, the thieves will pillage to their home.
Various news. "The Rue de la Lune has been illuminated with gas light." Correction: In our last edition instead of "The mayor has given birth to twins" it should read: "He has returned into town." We are being informed from Dijon: "The latest frost has completely destroyed the mustard seeds; this will most likely result in considerable price increases for Moutarde de Dijon." - We inform our readers of a new kind of activity: cunning swindlers are getting information about the addresses of regular patrons of coffee houses. While the clients are reading the newspapers, the thieves will pillage to their home.
1842
Image Not Available for Robert Macaire's boarding school. - Professor, here's my system of education. Have an undemanding curriculum so that study lasts as long as possible, give holidays, receive presents at every possible anniversary, and as for the prices, one should be perfectly impartial... - Quite right! They should only be given to the best pupils. - What! Upset the parents! Oh no! Not at all! Prizes shall be given to everybody. To every man his due!
Robert Macaire's boarding school. - Professor, here's my system of education. Have an undemanding curriculum so that study lasts as long as possible, give holidays, receive presents at every possible anniversary, and as for the prices, one should be perfectly impartial... - Quite right! They should only be given to the best pupils. - What! Upset the parents! Oh no! Not at all! Prizes shall be given to everybody. To every man his due!
1837
Image Not Available for Robert Macaire bookseller. Ladies and gentlemen, would there be anyone in this pleasant place who'd like to make himself a nice little income, without difficulty and without working?... If there is someone he should stock my primers... You don't have to be a bookseller to be a specialist in this trade, you don't even have to know how to read, quite the contrary!... You only have to pay me a deposit... The bigger the better, as the saying goes.
Robert Macaire bookseller. Ladies and gentlemen, would there be anyone in this pleasant place who'd like to make himself a nice little income, without difficulty and without working?... If there is someone he should stock my primers... You don't have to be a bookseller to be a specialist in this trade, you don't even have to know how to read, quite the contrary!... You only have to pay me a deposit... The bigger the better, as the saying goes.
1836
Image Not Available for The Travellers Meeting with Minatarre Indians near Fort Clark
The Travellers Meeting with Minatarre Indians near Fort Clark
1836-1843
Image Not Available for Encampment of the Travellers on the Missouri
Encampment of the Travellers on the Missouri
1836-1843
Image Not Available for The Chevalier des Adrets is the lover of a woman of the world. He is amiable and fervent, he pretends to be passionate and devoted... one day, an alleged bailiff and an alleged bill of exchange fall like a clap of thunder into the midst of the most tender effusion of feeling... "Oh! My God!! The Baron de Wormspire, a so-called friend, has had the impudence to have me thrown into prison... He's ruined my good fortune, separated me from what I love! Oh! Friends!! What are friends?... There's no such thing as a friend!!!..." The poor woman, poor dupe, casts off her jewels, gives him everything she can, borrows, ruins herself, only to discover too late that her knight is only a knight of industry, a right Robert Macaire.
The Chevalier des Adrets is the lover of a woman of the world. He is amiable and fervent, he pretends to be passionate and devoted... one day, an alleged bailiff and an alleged bill of exchange fall like a clap of thunder into the midst of the most tender effusion of feeling... "Oh! My God!! The Baron de Wormspire, a so-called friend, has had the impudence to have me thrown into prison... He's ruined my good fortune, separated me from what I love! Oh! Friends!! What are friends?... There's no such thing as a friend!!!..." The poor woman, poor dupe, casts off her jewels, gives him everything she can, borrows, ruins herself, only to discover too late that her knight is only a knight of industry, a right Robert Macaire.
1838
Image Not Available for Last night he has been a very naughty one, mammmmma's little darling!
Last night he has been a very naughty one, mammmmma's little darling!
1838
Image Not Available for A breach of trust. These villains! How immoral to steal the clothes from a prison lawyer, while he innocently takes a swim beneath nature's protection. Without my hat, I'd have to go home naked! What times are we living in!
A breach of trust. These villains! How immoral to steal the clothes from a prison lawyer, while he innocently takes a swim beneath nature's protection. Without my hat, I'd have to go home naked! What times are we living in!
1842