The International Typebook 58

GARAMOND

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14 POINT GARAMOND, ITALIC AND BOLD

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12 POINT GARAMOND, ITALIC AND BOLD

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11 POINT GARAMOND, ITALIC AND BOLD

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10 POINT GARAMOND, ITALIC AND BOLD

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9 POINT GARAMOND, ITALIC AND BOLD

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8 POINT GARAMOND, ITALIC AND BOLD
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7 POINT GARAMOND, ITALIC AND BOLD

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6 POINT GARAMOND, ITALIC AND BOLD

PICAS

10 POINT

11 POINT

6/6 PT

6/8 PT

6/10 PT

GARAMOND

SOLID SOLID

‘My dear, I'm saying my prayers. Wait a moment,' the poor woman replied, in a voice that shook.

'The devil take your prayers!' growled Grandet.

Misers hold no belief in a life beyond the grave, the present is all in all to them. This thought throws
a pitilessly clear light upon the irreligious times in which we live, for today more than in any previous era
money is the force behind the law, politically and socially. Books and institutions, the actions of men and
their doctrines, all combine to undermine the belief in a future life upon which the fabric of society has
been built for eighteen hundred years. The grave holds few terrors for us now, is litde feared as a transition
stage upon man's journey. That future which once awaited us beyond the Requiem has been transported into
the present. To reach per fas et nefas an earthly paradise of luxury and vanity and pleasure, to turn one's heart
to stone and mortify the flesh for the sake of fleeting enjoyment of earthly treasure, as saints once suffered
martyrdom in the hope of eternal bliss, is now the popular ambition! It is an ambition stamped on our age
and seen in everything, even the very laws whose enaction requires the legislator to exercise not his critical
faculty, but his power of producing money. Not ‘What do you think?’ but ‘What can you pay?' is the
question he is asked now. When this doctrine has been handed down from the bourgeoisie to the people,
what will become of our country?

'Madame Grandet, have you finished?’ asked the cooper.

'My dear, I am praying for you.'

'Very well! Good night. I shall have something to say to you tomorrow morning.'

The poor woman prepared herself for sleep as uneasily as a schoolboy who has not learnt his lessons
and is terrified at the thought of his master's angry face when he wakes. As she muffled herself in the
blankets to avoid hearing anything further, Eugénie crept to her side, in her nightdress and barefoot, and
kissed her mother's forehead.

'Oh, mother,' she said, 'dearest mother, tomorrow I will tell him it was me.'

My dear, I m saying my prayers. Wait a moment,' the poor woman replied, in a voice that
shook.

‘The devil take your prayers!' growled Grandet.

Misers hold no belief in a life beyond the grave, the present is all in all to them. This
thought throws a pitilessly clear light upon the irreligious times in which we live, for today
more than in any previous era money is the force behind the law, politically and socially.
Books and institutions, the actions of men and their doctrines, all combine to undermine
the belief in a future life upon which the fabric of society has been built for eighteen
hundred years. The grave holds few terrors for us now, is little feared as a transition stage
upon mans journey. That future which once awaited us beyond the Requiem has been
transported into the present. To reach per fas et nefas an earthly paradise of luxury and vanity
and pleasure, to turn one’s heart to stone and mortify the flesh for the sake of fleeting
enjoyment of earthly treasure, as saints once suffered martyrdom in the hope of eternal bliss,
is now the popular ambition! It is an ambition stamped on our age and seen in everything,
even the very laws whose enaction requires the legislator to exercise not his critical faculty,
but his power of producing money. Not ‘What do you think?’ but ‘What can you pay?’ is
the question he is asked now. When this doctrine has been handed down from the bourgeoisie
to the people, what will become of our country?

‘Madame Grandet, have you finished?’ asked the cooper.

2PT LEADED

'My dear, I’m saying my prayers. Wait a moment,' the poor woman replied, in a voice that shook. 7/9

'The devil take your prayers!' growled Grandet.

Misers hold no belief in a life beyond the grave, the present is all in all to them. This thought throws
a pitilessly clear light upon the irreligious times in which we live, for today more than in any previous era
money is the force behind the law, politically and socially. Books and institutions, the actions of men and
their doctrines, all combine to undermine the belief in a future life upon which the fabric of society has
been built for eighteen hundred years. The grave holds few terrors for us now, is little feared as a transition
stage upon man's journey. That future which once awaited us beyond the Requiem has been transported into
the present. To reach per fas et nefas an earthly paradise of luxury and vanity and pleasure, to turn one's heart
to stone and mortify the flesh for the sake of fleeting enjoyment of earthly treasure, as saints once suffered
martyrdom in the hope of eternal bliss, is now the popular ambition! It is an ambition stamped on our age
and seen in everything, even the very laws whose enaction requires the legislator to exercise not his critical
faculty, but his power of producing money. Not ‘What do you think?' but ‘What can you pay?' is the
question he is asked now. When this doctrine has been handed down from the bourgeoisie to the people,
what will become of our country?

'Madame Grandet, have you finished?' asked the cooper.

'My dear, I am praying for you.'

2PT LEADED

My dear, I m saying my prayers. Wait a moment,’ the poor woman replied, in a voice that
shook.

‘The devil take your prayers!’ growled Grandet.

Misers hold no belief in a life beyond the grave, the present is all in all to them. This
thought throws a pitilessly clear light upon the irreligious times in which we live, for today
more than in any previous era money is the force behind the law, politically and socially.
Books and institutions, the actions of men and their doctrines, all combine to undermine
the belief in a future life upon which the fabric of society has been built for eighteen
hundred years. The grave holds few terrors for us now, is little feared as a transition stage
upon man’s journey. That future which once awaited us beyond the Requiem has been
transported into the present. To reach per fas et nefas an earthly paradise of luxury and vanity
and pleasure, to turn one’s heart to stone and mortify the flesh for the sake of fleeting
enjoyment of earthly treasure, as saints once suffered martyrdom in the hope of eternal bliss,
is now the popular ambition! It is an ambition stamped on our age and seen in everything,
even the very laws whose enaction requires the legislator to exercise not his critical faculty,

4PT LEADED

'My dear, I'm saying my prayers. Wait a moment,' the poor woman replied, in a voice that shook. 7/11 PT

'The devil take your prayers!' growled Grandet.

Misers hold no belief in a life beyond the grave, the present is all in all to them. This thought throws
a pitilessly clear light upon the irreligious times in which we live, for today more than in any previous era
money is the force behind the law, politically and socially. Books and institutions, the actions of men and
their doctrines, all combine to undermine the belief in a future life upon which the fabric of society has
been built for eighteen hundred years. The grave holds few terrors for us now, is little feared as a transition
stage upon man's journey. That future which once awaited us beyond the Requiem has been transported into
the present. To reach per fas et nefas an earthly paradise of luxury and vanity and pleasure, to turn one’s heart
to stone and mortify the flesh for the sake of fleeting enjoyment of earthly treasure, as saints once suffered
martyrdom in the hope of eternal bliss, is now the popular ambition! It is an ambition stamped on our age
and seen in everything, even the very laws whose enaction requires the legislator to exercise not his critical
faculty, but his power of producing money. Not 'What do you think?' but 'What can you pay?' is the
question he is asked now. When this doctrine has been handed down from the bottrgeoisie to the people,

4PT LEADED

‘My dear, I’m saying my prayers. Wait a moment,’ the poor woman replied, in a voice that
shook.

‘The devil take your prayers!’ growled Grandet.

4PT LEADED, CONDENSED TO THE CHARACTER WIDTH OF 5PT

My dear, 1 m saying my prayers. Wait a moment,' the poor woman replied, in a voice that shook.

The devil take your prayers!' growled Grandet.

Misers hold no belief in a life beyond the grave, the present is all in all to them. This thought throws a pitilessly clear
light upon the irreligious times in which we live, for today more than in any previous era money is the force behind the law,
politically and socially. Books and institutions, the actions of men and their doctrines, all combine to undermine the belief in a
future life upon which the fabric of society has been built for eighteen hundred years. The grave holds few terrors for us now, is
litde feared as a transition stage upon man's journey. That future which once awaited us beyond the Requiem has been transported
into the present. To reach per fu et nefas an earthly paradise of luxury and vanity and pleasure, to turn one's heart to stone and
mortify the flesh for the sake of fleeting enjoyment of earthly treasure, as saints once suffered martyrdom in the hope of eternal
bliss, is now the popular ambition! It is an ambition stamped on our age and seen in everything, even the very laws whose
enaction requires the legislator to exercise not his critical faculty, but his power of producing money. Not 'What do you think?'
but What can you pay? is the question he is asked now. When this doctrine has been handed down from the bourgeoisie to the
people, what will become of our country?

Madame Grandet, have you finished?' asked the cooper.

4PT LEADED, CONDENSED TO THE CHARACTER WIDTH OF 6PT

‘My dear, I’m saying my prayers. Wait a moment,' the poor woman replied, in a voice that shook.
‘The devil take your prayers!’ growled Grandet.
Misers hold no belief in a life beyond the grave, the present is all in all to them. This thought throws
a pitilessly dear light upon the irreligious times in which we live, for today more than in arty previous era
money is the force behind the law, politically and socially. Books and institutions, the actions of men and
their doctrines, all combine to undermine the belief in a future life upon which the fabric of society has
been built for eighteen hundred years. The grave holds few terrors for us now, is litde feared as a transition
stage upon man's journey. That future which once awaited us beyond the Requiem has been transported into
the present. To reach per fas et nefas an earthly paradise of luxury and vanity and pleasure, to turn one's heart
to stone and mortify the flesh for the sake of fleeting enjoyment of earthly treasure, as saints once suffered
martyrdom in the hope of eternal bliss, is now the popular ambition! It is an ambition stamped on our age
and seen in everything, even the very laws whose enaction requires the legislator to exercise not his critical
faculty, but his power of producing money. Not ‘What do you think?' but ‘What can you pay?' is the

Eugenie Grandet Honoré De Balzac