The brilliant sunshine of an early September day was not yet touched with the melancholy of autumn: the leaves of the Virginia creeper had not yet changed to scarlet, nor had the chestnuts yellowed as if winter was creeping on apace. The balustrades were half-covered with clustering white roses and purple clematis on the day of which I write and a breath of perfume, almost overpowering in its sweetness, was wafted every now and then from the beds of mignonette and lilies on either side. But such faces are fortunately few and far between.ДЇrom the wide low window of the great salle d'Г©tude a flight of steps with carved stone balustrades led into the garden. Here and there we come across a countenance bearing the tragic impress of toil and grief and passion and we feel it possible that in this haven alone perhaps could a nature which had striven and suffered so greatly find in the end a lasting place. But here and there another kind of face is to be seen. One feels that they have not conquered the world, they have but escaped it and, as one pities the soldier who flies the battle, so one mourns for the want of courage which has condemned these women to an inglorious peace. With some the tranquility verges on childishness. These women-shut off from the world, and knowing little of its joys or sorrows-have a strangely tranquil air. For the sisters' quaint and graceful dress harmonizes with the antique surroundings of building and ornament as anything younger and more modern fails to do.

The green beauty of the garden, and the grey stones of the ancient building, form a charming background for the white-veiled women who glide with noiseless footsteps along the cloisters or the avenue: a background more becoming to them even than to the bevy of girls in their everyday grey frocks, or their Sunday garb of white and blue. The long chestnut avenue, the sparkling fountains, the trim flower-beds, are the delight of the sisters' hearts. The grounds, enclosed by high mossy walls, are of great extent, and beautifully laid out. The house is old, turreted like a chateau, overgrown with clematis and passion-flower. These exceptions to the rule are, however, few and far between and, in spite of the levelling tendencies of our democratic days, Annonciades Convent is still one of the most exclusive and aristocratic establishments of the kind in Europe.ДЄlthough we know too well that small-minded jealousy, strife, and bickering must exist in a community of women cut off so entirely from the outer world as in this Convent of the Annonciades, it must be confessed that the very name and air of the place possess a certain romantic charm. The Ladies of the Annonciades have indeed lately relaxed their rules, so far as to receive as parlor-boarders some very rich American girls and the children of a Protestant English marquis but wealth in the first instance, and birth in the second, counterbalance the objections that might be raised to their origin or their faith. The sisters themselves are women of refinement and cultivation, and the antecedents of every pupil received by them are most carefully inquired into: so carefully, indeed, that admission to the Convent School is looked on almost as a certificate of noble birth and unimpeachable orthodoxy. The Convent of the Annonciades, situated in a secluded spot on the outskirts of Paris, has long been well reputed as an educational establishment for young ladies of good family.

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