At seventeen he left Baden-Baden to go to St. Gallen, Switzerland.
Remembering him in Baden-Baden in great magnificence, I wondered at his present denuded state.
My aunt Rosine was at Baden-Baden, ruining the whole family with a new "system."
We spent a day or two in farewell visits, and then left for Baden-Baden.
There is no fainting there; he loses no seventeen-mark umbrella from Baden-Baden.
His last-earned honour he did not enjoy for more than a year; for, on the 20th August, 1842, he died suddenly at Baden-Baden.
However, our business in Baden-Baden this time, was to join our courier.
We stayed at Baden-Baden all summer and part of the fall, and then left for Paris.
I expected to find them still there, but they had left for Baden-Baden.
He wanted to visit Venice and Baden-Baden, and the great watering-places that had been recommended to him.