Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. This Rue Guy de la Brosse, which leads from the Rue de Jussieu to the Rue Linne, forms part of a veritable little province bounded by the Jardin des Plantes, the Hopital de la Pitie, the wine warehouse and the first rise of sainte-genevieve. That is to say, that it permits those familiar inquisitions of glance impossible in the larger districts where the come-and go of existence ceaselessly renews the tide of carriages and of people. Only persons of small incomes live here, modest professors, employees of the museum, students who wish to study, all young literary people who dread the temptations of the Latin Quarter. The shops are patronized by this clientele, which is as regular as that of a suburb. The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the washerwoman, the apothecary, are all spoken of in the singular by the domestics who make the purchases.