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The Tripolitan village has now been moved to another site a certain number of troops, too, are definitely stationed at Metlaoui. "As usual," said Dufresnoy, "we came in for the blame. They say that we did not allow the real authors, the Khabyles, to be punished, because they are French citizens, and all the rest of it. Don't believe a word of that.
They further honoured him by changing the name of the station-settlement of Metlaoui into "Philippe-Thomas." "It's very economical," Dufresnoy observed. I am glad to think that another place of that name, the mining village, will continue to exist; it would seem a pity to erase from the map the tuneful word Metlaoui, which contains the five vowels in a remarkably small compass....
In common civility, as student to student, I offer it to you. Say, is it yes or no?" "Since you put it so simply and so generously, and since I believe you really wish me to accept your offer," replies Mademoiselle Dufresnoy, taking out her purse, "I suppose I must say yes." And with this, she puts out her hand for the hook, and offers me in return the sum of five and twenty francs.
Hence have we such valued guides as Lelong, Dupin, Dufresnoy, and our own dynasty of historical bibliographers, which, including Leland, Bale, Pitts, and Tanner, reached its climax in Bishop Nicholson, whose introduction to the sources of British history, hitherto so valuable, will be superseded for most practical purposes on the completion of Mr Duffus Hardy's Descriptive Catalogue of Materials relating to the History of Great Britain and Ireland.
So the French found them in 1881. There are, however, a few decent houses, two-storied and spacious; in one of them, I am told, lives the family of Monsieur Dufresnoy, to whom my fellow traveller at Sbeitla gave me a card. He is absent at the Metlaoui mines just now, and his wife and children in Paris.
What is the lady's name." "Dufresnoy," I answered, somewhat reluctantly. "Mademoiselle Dufresnoy." "Ay, but her Christian name!" "Her Christian name," I faltered, more reluctant still.
Mademoiselle Dufresnoy still kept her hand upon the door. "Accept my best thanks, sir," she said in English, with a pretty foreign accent, that seemed to give new music to the dear familiar tongue. "You have nothing to thank me for, Mademoiselle," I replied. She smiled, proudly still, but very sweetly, and closed the door upon me. I went back to my room; it had become suddenly dark and desolate.
Arca, perhaps A. Gabrielis, d'Orbigny, "Pal. Franc." Mr. Pentland made a collection of shells from this same spot, and Von Buch considers them as consisting of: Trigonia, resembling in form T. costata. Pholadomya, like one found by M. Dufresnoy near Alencon. Isocardi excentrica, Voltz., identical with that from the Jura.
"And there is more to come," he added, "unless it goes away." Townspeople, of course; the cultivators are asleep long ago. Why don't you settle down and make yourselves at home? With those words Dufresnoy had put his finger on the spot. The same idea must occur to every one who compares the French method of colonization with that pursued in English dependencies.
The plants suffer at first from the strong winds, but they acclimatize themselves by degrees. Remembering what had been told me of the unsuccessful attempt of the French to appropriate the water springs of Sidi Mansur, near Gafsa, I asked Dufresnoy whether the Arabs had not contested the action of his company at Seldja. "I should think so!" he said. "They raised the devil.