'This phorgrnken by Uned Anton duing his (our) Stay in Cuba has alvays delighted
me, because it makes respectable clerics look like fun-fair visitors poking their heads
through the face-holes in one of those painted canvas backdrops used at the time.
Nothing here seems true, yet I'm obliged to recognize the good Fathers of the la Salle
high school where chance dictated that I spend two rather baroque years of my life.
As to the man whom Guillaume would call the "civilian," he's none other then the
Ambassador of France, Mr. Carteron...