Quatre contes de Prosper Mérimée

Produced by David Starner, Pierre Lacaze and the Online Distributed
Proofreading Team.
Lake Forest University
This edition is intended for beginners in high-schools as well as colleges. Since every instructor has his own views and methods in the matter of making the reading yield grammatical instruction, no remarks on grammar, or references to grammars, have been attempted. In order to accustom the student to the use of a dictionary, to obviate the necessity of his looking in two places for information, and to save space, the linguistic matter which usually comprises the bulk of notes has been included in the vocabulary, and the remaining material of the notes has been placed at the bottom of the page.
The inclusion of Le Coup de pistolet, traduit de Pouchkine as one of the Quatre Contes de Prosper Mérimée needs no apology, since Mérimée's version of the story is so individualized, that it has from all points of view the value of an original production.
Thanks are due Mr. Stephen H. Bush, of the Department of French in the University of Iowa, for aid in the reading of the proof-sheets.
F.C.L.v.S.
May 1, 1902.
Prosper Mérimée was born in Paris, on the 28th of September, 1803, and died at Cannes, on the 23d of September, 1870. His grandfather on his father's side was a lawyer, his father a professor at the École des Beaux-Arts . His mother, a grand daughter of Mme. Leprince de Beaumont, the author of The Beauty and the Beast and other juvenile stories, was a painter of merit, like his father, and had a natural gift for narration.
Mérimée's early home and school training emphasized and developed three characteristics of his nature, the first of which had to do with his feelings, the second with his mind, and the third with his will.
When he was five years old, it happened that he was sent away from his mother's studio as a punishment for some misbehavior. Once outside, he began to beg pardon in tones of genuine repentance. His mother did not answer. Finally, he opened the door and dragged himself on his knees towards her, supplicating so pathetically that she burst out—laughing. Then, suddenly, he arose and in an altered tone cried out: Well, if you make fun of me, I shall never beg pardon again! Afterwards at school, at the Collège Henri IV, he was teased and made fun of by his fellows on account of his timidity, awkwardness and the effeminate elegance of his dress. This sort of experience, aided by his natural temperament, gradually led to the concealment of his feelings. Though his voluminous correspondence, published after his death, reveals a sensitive nature, his habitual attitude towards the emotions ultimately became one of indifference and even cynicism.