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Hi, there!" Hearing which, appeared one of his varlets. "Go," said he, "seek my treasurer, and let him bring hither six thousand gold crowns and at once! And you will go and seize the bodies of my friend Cornelius, of the jeweller of the Rue de Cygnes, and of old Marchandeau, and bring them here, by order of the king."
He seems to look upon us all as a joke." He persuaded himself that the spring-time charm, which he could not go down to Combray to enjoy, he would find at least on the He des Cygnes or at Saint-Cloud. But as he could think only of Odette, he would return home not knowing even if he had tasted the fragrance of the young leaves, or if the moon had been shining.
Here they heard frequently of old John Brown of Ossawattomie, and began to have a clearer understanding of the man and his mission. Vina spoke of her life on the Marais des Cygnes as not a hard one, but her heart ached for her baby and for George, and the longing to see them again grew with every day and night.
The two bold navigators ascended, on the 21st of November, 1783, from the gardens of La Muette, which the Dauphin had placed at their disposal. The aerostat rose majestically, passed the Isle des Cygnes, crossed the Seine at the Barrière de la Conference, and, directing its way between the dome of the Invalides and L'Ecole Militaire, approached St.
Round the canopy and in the pillars we can still see the hooks which upheld the black tapestry, bordered with crimson and embroidered with cygnes avec têtes de dames, which was hung, as ordained by his will, round the prince's tomb and Becket's shrine.
Hi, there!" Hearing which, appeared one of his varlets. "Go," said he, "seek my treasurer, and let him bring hither six thousand gold crowns and at once! And you will go and seize the bodies of my friend Cornelius, of the jeweller of the Rue de Cygnes, and of old Marchandeau, and bring them here, by order of the king."
In our journey we had kept far enough to the north to avoid the difficult route of the Ozark Hills; and we at length encamped upon the Marais de Cygnes, a branch of the Osage River. Beyond this we expected to fall in with the buffalo, and of course we were full of pleasant anticipation.
"By his aid the bull was disposed of in a similar manner; and being now satisfied with our day's sport though my friend very much regretted the loss of his fine dog we commenced shuffling homeward." After crossing the Marais de Cygnes River the country became much more open.
What makes me speak about the lake is that for a long time I thought these verses, Ton ame est un lac d'amour Dont mes pensees sont les cygnes. Vois comme ils font le tour....
The spot which John Brown picked for his camp was striking in its beauty and picturesque appeal. Winding streams, swelling hills, and steep ravines broke the monotony of the plains. The streams were bordered by the rich foliage of noble trees. The streams were called "Creeks." In reality, they were beautiful rivers in the month of May the Marais des Cygnes and the Pottawattomie.
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