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Saturday, August 22, 2015

Félix Fénéon’s Novels in Three Lines

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Fénéon apparently hated this portrait by Signac.

I’ve been reading the more than 1,000 faits divers written by Félix Fénéon in 1906 and collected in the NYRB Classics book Novels in Three Lines—the inspiration for the “small fates” that Teju Cole used to post on Twitter. Many of them are curiously up-to-date.

During a scuffle in Grenoble, three demonstrators were arrested by the brigade, who were hissed by the crowd.

Through his ineptitude with fireworks, Hébré, a soldier of Saint-Priest-la-Feuille, Creuse, killed himself and injured his brother.

Six bulls were impaled, at Nîmes, by the Madrid matadors Machaquito and Regasterin, to the advantage of the local press.

Two hundred resin tappers of Mimizan, Landes, are on strike. Three police brigades and 100 men of the 34th Infantry are watching them.

Shot, gunpowder, and nails in a bucket with a fuses: such was the device found near the dwelling of M. Martin, magistrate of Rheims.

M. Husson, mayor of Nogent-sur-Marne, shot himself three times in the head with a revolver without fatal result.

Doing very nicely in his hospital diapers, a 2-month-old infant has been found, in Plaine-Saint-Denis, by a piling of the Soissons bridge.

Maître Tivollier, attorney of Grenoble, was hunting. He tripped, his gun went off, Maître Tivollier was no more.

Bones have been discovered in a village on Île Verte, near Grenoble, those—she admits it—of the clandestine offspring of Mme P.

Of five mussel eaters, employees of the 2nd Artillery Company in Nice, two are dead, Armand and Geais; the others are ill.

Superintendent Chambord decreed that God had no place in the schools. The 11 mayors of Plabannec township, Finistère, demurred.

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