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I am not going to worry you with much sight-seeing and tourists and lessons of history, but I want you to glance at this setting of the life picture of poor Marie Antoinette, because it is full of sentiment and it will make you appreciate more the hameau and her playground afterwards. Something tells me you would rather see these things than all the fine pictures and salons of the stiff château."

Anyone who knows French people at all knows how dearly they cherish the dream of a monarchy. One of the small houses we found on our small estate had once been a part of the hameau of Marie Antoinette. We have had this little house rebuilt and connected with the villa, and now use it as a guest house. It is very charming, with its walls covered with lattices and ivy.

«On observe ces couches non-seulement au pied de rocs nuds du Grand Saleve, mais encore dans la partie de sa pente qui est boisée par exemple au dessous de la croisette, le chemin qui de ce hameau descend au village de Collonge, passe sur les couches inclinées, comme celles que je viens de décrireIn § 237, the description is continued.

The attention of the socius was divided between the least noise from without, and the slow evolution of the hands of the watch, which he followed with his little, wrathful eye, as if hastening their progress, so great was his impatience for the hour of noon. The notary, unfolding the sheet of parchment, read what follows, in the midst of profound attention: Hameau de Villetaneuse,

They descended the staircase again almost in silence, and on through the little door in the court-yard wall into the beautiful garden beyond. "Show me where she was happy, where you know she was happy before any troubles came. I want to be gay again," said Theodora. So they walked down the path towards the hameau. "What have I done?" Lord Bracondale wondered. "Her adorable face went quite white.

The beginning, with what I have been able to recollect of the remainder, is as follows: Tircis, je n'ose Ecouter ton Chalumeau Sous l'Ormeau; Car on en cause Deja dans notre hameau. un Berger s'engager sans danger, Et toujours l'epine est sons la rose. I have endeavored to account for the invincible charm my heart feels on the recollection of this fragment, but it is altogether inexplicable.

The beginning, with what I have been able to recollect of the remainder, is as follows: Tircis, je n'ose Ecouter ton Chalumeau Sous l'Ormeau; Car on en cause Deja dans notre hameau. un Berger s'engager sans danger, Et toujours l'epine est sons la rose. I have endeavored to account for the invincible charm my heart feels on the recollection of this fragment, but it is altogether inexplicable.

It was now full of drawings and designs for the sumptuous London 'production' on which he was engaged rooms at Versailles and Trianon views in the Trianon gardens fragments of decoration designs for stage grouping for the reproduction of one of the famous fêtes de nuit in the gardens of the 'Hameau' studies of costume even.

I must acknowledge that we, too, had visited Versailles without discovering that the hameau still existed; so to chance upon it in the sunset glow of that winter evening seemed to carry us back to the time when the storm-cloud of the Revolution was yet no larger than a man's hand; to the day when Louis XVI., making for once a graceful speech, presented the site to his wife, saying: "You love flowers.

The Hameau, where is the dairy where the queen played housewife and shepherdess, is just to the rear of this bijou palace and looks stagy and unreal enough to be the wings and back-drop of a pastoral play. Near Versailles was the Chateau de Clagny, with a garden laid out by Le Notre, quite the rival of many better known.