Let those who will, base their opinions on the weather from readings taken near the Cathe dral." My judgment as to the weather is based not upon "Min." and "Max." figures—accurate no doubt yet hardly thrilling—but rather upon the readings of the human thermometers up and down Avenue Edward Seventh.
One's own feelings are notoriously misleading. The matutinal grapefruit may have been extra chilled, the electric fan strategically arranged, the swiftly moving motor may create its own breeze, so that the day seems freshly aired and cool. But as one proceeds down the Avenue one may read at a glance when ther the day is cool, hot, or sizzling from the number of people who are out and what they are wearing.
The Avenue is always popular, its sunny side in winter and its shady side in sunfimer; but summer brings out additions to the family we had never seen before, and as sultry weather impels them to shed all superfluous garments we feel that we never expected to see so much of them. Generally the personnel] is that of the small shop-keepers and their dependents, but when the heat brings some of the aristocratic inmates of the few high-walled private houses down to the foot-path in search of a breeze blowing up the broad avenue, then indeed we know that the heat is intense, no matter what the official "Max." figure may be.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.