Ransome in London. He had a very good job in
Paris as the European correspondent of one of the
largest American newspapers. She had two charm-
ing children. The Dome and the Rotonde adver-
tised Christmas dinners at midnight on Christmas
Eve. My Pole and I were very broke, and were
delighted when my Russian friend and her husband
asked us to dine with them at the Dome. It was
freezing during Christmas wreek. Our studio had a
large coke stove in the back room but, as it was not
one of the kind that burns all night, wre had to
break the ice in the sink and the icicles from the tap
each morning. One's toothbrush also had an un-
pleasant habit of freezing, and had to be thawed
before use. On Christmas Day I received a little
money from England. We went to the Cafe
Parnasse, in the evening, and waited till twelve p.m.
when we crossed over to the Dome. The whole of
the back part of the cafe was converted into a dining-
room with two long tables. It looked very gay and
bright with festoons of coloured paper, and we ate
through an enormous dinner. We got home about
New Year's Eve is a much more lively and serious
festivity than Christmas, as Christmas is a religious
celebration, and the New Year purely enjoyment.
We celebrated the New Year by visiting all the
cafes for miles around with B. and his wife. B.
conducted, with Ortiz, a bull fight at the Parnasse.
B. was the bull and Ortiz the picador. They very
nearly wrecked the place and all the Spaniards
joined in with professional interest. The ladies