Four Years in France: or, Narrative of an English Family's Residence there during that Period; Preceded by some Account of the Conversion of the Author to the Catholic FaithBeste, Henry Digby
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Four Years in France: or, Narrative of an English Family's Residence there during that Period; Preceded by some Account of the Conversion of the Author to the Catholic Faith
Beste, Henry Digby
France -- Description and travel
A friend, whom I had hastened to see before his departure from Paris,
and who, to my very great satisfaction, prolonged his stay there for
four weeks after my arrival, came to us in the evening: we passed the
next day with him, and on Thursday, after attending mass, on the feast
of the Ascension, at the magnificent Gothic church of St. Eustache,
settled ourselves in an apartment in the Rue de la Chaussée d'Autin,
called otherwise, while Savoy was a department of France, Rue Mont
Blanc, a name not yet entirely forgotten. It is, for length and width,
one of the best in Paris, but very noisy. Garçons, however, did not mind
noise: I too was a garçon, waiting the arrival of the female part of my
family. We had two sitting-rooms with cabinets, and three good beds. The
house supplied us with hot water for our tea; we had our mid-day repast
of fruit; and, when we did not dine at a café, which we did but rarely,
were supplied with our dinner by a neighbouring traiteur. Thus we lived
for nearly three months: a French master and drawing-master attended my
sons; I superintended their other studies; and we employed our time in
the attainment of the object immediately within our reach--in becoming
acquainted with Paris and its environs.
FOOTNOTES:
[7] Overwhelmed by duties.
[8] There are honest people every where, even in Normandy.
[9] Ninety-nine sheep and one native of Champagne make a hundred good
beasts.
[10] The Tyburn of Paris.
[11] It is all the same.
CHAP. III.
He, who, on his return to Edinburgh from London, should publish his
remarks on the latter city, would not take more superfluous pains, for
the instruction of his countrymen, than the Englishman who should
publish in England an account of Paris: it is there almost as well known
as London itself. Still it is a foreign city: and many, who would scorn
to take up a London Guide, may, for the hundredth time, amuse themselves
with notices of Paris.
"Il n'y a qu'une Paris dans le monde,"[12] say the French, and of that
world they consider it as the capital: they are in some measure
justified in so considering it, by the universality of their language,
by the general imitation of their manners, and, above all, by the
liberality with which every thing that a stranger can desire to view is
offered to his inspection. There is certainly a greater resort of
foreigners to Paris, independently of commerce, than to any other city
of Europe.
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