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The conversation fell upon one of the tales of scandal relative to English persons, so common on the Continent. "Is it true, Monsieur," said the French minister, gravely, to Lumley, "that your countrymen are much more immoral than other people? It is very strange, but in every town I enter, there is always some story in which /les Anglais/ are the heroes.
On the 19th of April the 'shot heard round the world' was fired at Lexington in Massachusetts. On the 1st of May, the day appointed for the inauguration of the Quebec Act, the statue of the king in Montreal was grossly defaced and hung with a cross, a necklace of potatoes, and a placard bearing the inscription, Here's the Canadian Pope and English Fool Voila le Pape du Canada et le sot Anglais.
My three belles interrupted me perpetually with little silly questions and uncalled-for remarks, to some of which I made no answer, and to others replied very quietly and briefly. "Comment dit-on point et virgule en Anglais, monsieur?" "Semi-colon, mademoiselle." "Semi-collong? Ah, comme c'est drole!" "J'ai une si mauvaise plume impossible d'ecrire!"
Marie Stuart, sa petite fille, chassee, de son trone, fugitive en Angleterre, ayant langui dix-huit ans en prison, se vit condamnee a mort par des juges Anglais, et eut la tete tranchee. Charles I, petit fils de Marie, Roi d'Ecosse et d'Angleterre, vendu par les Ecossois, et juge a mort par les Anglais, mourut sur un echauffaut dans la place publique.
Tynn watched the picking up process, and listened to the various ejaculations that accompanied it, in much grimness. "What a sight of money those things must have cost!" cried she. "What that matter?" returned the lady's-maid. "The purse of a milor Anglais can stand anything." "What did she buy them for?" went on Tynn. "For what purpose?" "Bon!" ejaculated Mademoiselle. "She buy them to wear.
Almost immediately the officer of the guard came out, wrapped in the huge folds of a military cloak, and, gazing at us through the bars, uttered a sentence in Danish. Making no reply to him, he then said, saluting us with much politeness, "Que voulez vous, Messieurs?" "Nous sommes des Messieurs Anglais qui désirent passer d'ici jusqu'
When will our Protestantism, or Rationalism, or whatever it may be, sit as lightly upon ourselves? Another time I had the following dialogue with an old Piedmontese priest who lived in a castle which I asked permission to go over: "Vous etes Anglais, monsieur?" said he in French. "Oui, monsieur." "Vous etes Catholique?" "Monsieur, je suis de la religion de mes ancetres."
I doubt even if he had a sense of humour in the ordinary meaning of that term, or in the Frenchman's definition: "la mélancholie gaie que les Anglais nomment 'humour." To say this is not to say that he did not enjoy a humorous, an ironic, a witty, or an epigrammatic story or saying. He enjoyed such things immensely and would laugh heartily at them.
His relations with them are therefore confined to formal calls. The greater part of the day he spends in listless loitering, frequently yawning, regretting the routine of St. Petersburg life the pleasant chats with his colleagues, the opera, the ballet, the French theatre, and the quiet rubber at the Club Anglais.
Nobody who could help it would be abroad on Calais sands. "Pas même un Anglais!" mutters the sentry, ordering his firelock with a ring, and wishing it was time for the Relief.
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