How many men of talent only want a great misfortune to become men of genius! You have told me in a word the secret of your life; I know it now as well as you do." And yet Jasmin, the contemporary of Reboul, had written all his poetry without a sorrow, and amidst praise and joyfulness.
Chateaubriand, when in the South of France, called upon Reboul.

The baker met him at the door.
"Are you M.Reboul ?" inquired the author of 'The Martyrs.' "Which, sir--the baker or the poet ?" "The poet, of course." "Then the poet cannot be seen until mid-day.

At present the baker is working at the oven." Chateaubriand accordingly retired, but returned at the time appointed, and had a long and interesting conversation with Reboul.
While at Montpellier Jasmin received two letters from Madame Lafarge, then in prison.

The circumstances connected with her case were much discussed in the journals of the time.

She had married at seventeen a M.
Lafarge, and found after her marriage that he had deceived her as to his property.