The name of Frascati at one time belonged to the present Boulevard Montmartre. It is still retained by the pastrycook who sells ices and tarts in his shop at the corner of the boulevard. It should be mentioned that this pastrycook's shop was preceded by the Café Frascati, which owed its success entirely to the beauty of the lady who presided at the counter. When the _dame du comptoir_ disappeared the café became deserted, and had to close its doors. [Illustration] CHAPTER X. BOULEVARD AND OTHER CAFÉS. The Café Littéraire--Café Procope--Café Foy--Bohemian Cafés--Café Momus--The Death of Molière--New Year's Gifts. The history of France is in a large degree the history of its cafés; and the French might well retort that the history of England is to be read in its tavern signs. On the connection between our tavern signs and our naval and military heroes it would be superfluous to insist. We have, it is true, our Dogs and Ducks, our Geese and Gridirons, our Bells and Horns, but we have also our Admiral Keppels, our Wellington Arms, our Napier's Heads; and taking them altogether, the names of our hostelries indicate the various epochs of their origin in a remarkable manner. Another characteristic of the British tavern sign as compared with the French _enseigne_, whether of the café, the restaurant, or the tobacco-shop, is the permanency of the former. Who ever heard of the "Earl of Chatham" being converted into the "Sir Robert Peel," or of "Lord Nelson" turning into "Sir Charles Napier"? Just the contrary takes place in France, where all the cafés, tobacco-shops, theatres, steamers, and even omnibuses that rejoice in what may be called representative titles, change their signs and their appellations with each successive dynasty. But it is above all in the cafés proper that the history of France is to be read; and not the political history alone, for it can be shown that they also reflect every social, literary, and commercial change that takes place in the French metropolis. The _demoiselle du comptoir_ in the more popular quarters of Paris is herself an important historical figure, appearing as she did during the African war as an Algérienne, in the days of the Second Republic as a priestess of Liberty, and during the siege of Sebastopol as a Tartar girl of the Crimea. But she is a political rather than a social index. Such also were the United Cooks, whose miserable _gargotes_ flourished during the Liberty, Equality, and Fraternity period, with their _boeuf à la République_, their _agneau à la Robespierre_, their _veau à la baïonnette_, and their _mouton à la sauce rouge_. It would be difficult to say which of these was the most economical, or, above all, the most indigestible.