...s of wearied, sad-eyed men and women gaze mournfully into the depths of the Thames and upon the eddying rings which form under. the massive arches, then float away beneath the shadow of St. Paul's. In Paris , the ordinarily vivacious, light-hearted people are most miserable. All day long they sigh and smoke, and smoke and sigh, walking perhaps by the Hotel Dieu, close under the ponderous towers of Notr...