Paris' Favor 1 1 Playground. I often wonder what Paris would be without with-out its Champs Elysees. It is the playground for thousands of children, and the favorite promenade of all Parisians. Here the little children ride up and down the shaded a venues in pretty little goat wagons, which ! are hired by the hour, with a young postil- ion, for a franc, or 25 cents; here they make caves and castles out of the white sand, piled here and there for them to play In ; for a few j sous they can enjoy the great Guignol or ; punch and Judy shows, and eat couutlesa little cakes sold by the old "plaislr" man aa thoy coll him. At the little booths scattered here and there under the green trees, they can got a cup of pure milk, a gloss of cool lemonade, and play for macarons at the little rouge-et-noire tables, and buy all the buckets, spades and hoops their baby hearts could ever long for. Here tbe nounous, in their long cloaks and white caps, crowned with yards and yards of ribbons, to match those worn by the baby they carry, walk up and down with majestio step, proud of their nurslings, and delight if anyone will stop to eee tbe little one's face or to ask whose child it may be; and here men and women, children also in their way, "for hearts don't change much after all, men are only boys grown tall," will sit for hours amused in watching the continual string of carriages as they come and go to the Bois. Each chair costs two sous for the afternoon, and this sum is collected by women in neat, pretty dresses, white aprons and caps, who give you a printed receipt for your money, and for an additional sou will bring you a Uttle footstool, which is a great weakness with all French women they will carry their own folding tabouret with them if they happen to be going anywhere where they fear the absence of the necessary little stool, and in cold weather tho foot warmer takes its place. Paris Cor. San Francisco Argonaut.