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Updated: June 12, 2025
And add to all this the suspicious floating element which swells the population as soon as the first fine weather sets in the coachmen, the hawkers, the cantine keepers, all the low-class, wandering folk reeking with grossness and vice and you can form an idea of the honest new town which they have given us with the crowds that come to their Grotto and their Basilica!"
I like the idea of the lonely Cantine de Proz." My opinion of the Pass was changing for the better, before we reached the straggling town of stony pavements, which could not have a more appropriate patron than St. Pierre. True, our road was always narrow, and poorly kept for a great mountain highway; so far, none of the magnificent engineering which impressed one on the Simplon.
"There," said Joseph, pointing, "is the Cantine de Proz." The Scraping of Acquaintance "You shall be treated to . . . ironical smiles and mockings." "Up the hillside yonder, through the morning." I saw, standing desolate in the basin of mountains, an old house of grey stone, very square, very plain, very resolute and staunch of physiognomy.
And add to all this the suspicious floating element which swells the population as soon as the first fine weather sets in the coachmen, the hawkers, the cantine keepers, all the low-class, wandering folk reeking with grossness and vice and you can form an idea of the honest new town which they have given us with the crowds that come to their Grotto and their Basilica!"
"Yes, I was thinking of it," replied Sister Hyacinthe, "and, Monsieur l'Abbe, it would be very kind of you to go for him yourself." It so happened that Pierre intended going to the cantine carriage to fetch some broth for Marie. Now that she was no longer being jolted she felt somewhat relieved, and had opened her eyes, and caused her father to raise her to a sitting posture.
The wine made in this neighbourhood is, however, very indifferent; and all that is consumed must be bought at the public cantine, where it is sold for the benefit of the state. Their bread is the whitest and the best I have tasted any where; and the beef, which they have from Piedmont, is juicy and delicious.
How they did welcome us and treat us in that country! 'Come right in, friend, and have a glass. 'Many thanks. 'The gentleman mustn't displease me; let's have a drink in that cantine, eh? ... And the drink flowed to your heart's content.
"I hadn't thought of that, as you said so few people ever stopped at the Cantine over night." "Had you noticed, Monsieur, that after all we never passed the party with the donkeys?" asked my muleteer. "I had forgotten them." "I had not, but it was Monsieur's pleasure to go slowly; to stop for the views, to look at the ruined torts, and to trace the old road. We gave them time to get far ahead.
Thereupon Sister Hyacinthe, who was leaning out of the window exchanging a last smile with Ferrand, who stood at the door of the cantine van, exclaimed: "Here she comes!" Madame Vincent crossed the lines, rushed up, the last of all, breathless and haggard. And at once, by an involuntary impulse, Pierre glanced at her arms. They carried nothing now.
And the only gay note, amidst all the black cassocks and the threadbare garments of the poor, never of any precise shade of colour, was supplied by the smiling whiteness of the Little Sisters of the Assumption, all bright and active in their snowy coifs, wimples, and aprons. When Pierre at last reached the cantine van near the middle of the train, he found it already besieged.
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