Forty ladies, the cream of Toulousian society, organised the proceedings, and the banquet was given at the palace of M.de Narbonne.

At the end of the proceedings a young lady stepped forward, and placed upon the poet's head a crown of immortelles and violets joined together by a ribbon with golden threads, on which was inscribed in letters of gold, "Your thoughts are immortal!" Was not this enough to turn any poor poet's head?
The ladies clapped their hands.

What could Jasmin say?
"It is enough," he said "to make angels jealous!" The dinner ended with a toast to the author of Martha, who still wore the crown upon his brow.
It is impossible to describe the enthusiasm with which the poet was received all through the South.

At Dax, the ladies, for want of crowns of laurels to cover him, tore the flowers and feathers from their bonnets, and threw them at his feet.

In another town the ladies rose and invaded the platform where Jasmin stood; they plucked from his button-hole the ribbon of the Legion of Honour, and divided it amongst them, as a precious relic of their glorious poet.
He was received at Gers and Condon with equal enthusiasm.