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Although it was neither Sunday nor a fête-day, there were pleasure parties gipseying under trees Parisian cockneys riding raw-boned steeds pony-chaises full of laughing grisettes dashing up and down the broad roads that pierce the wood in various directions old women selling cakes and lemonade workmen gambling with half-pence on the smooth turf by the wayside bonnes, comely and important, with their little charges playing round them, and their busy fingers plying the knitting-needles as they walked young ladies sketching trees, and prudent governesses reading novels close by; in short, all the life and variety of a favorite suburban resort on an ordinarily fine day about the beginning of autumn.

The first day she had seen him, this Yann, was the day after his arrival, at the "Pardon des Islandais," which is on the eighth of December, the fete-day of Our Lady of Bonne-Nouvelle, the patroness of fishers a little before the procession, with the gray streets, still draped in white sheets, on which were strewn ivy and holly and wintry blossoms with their leaves.

Thus, on the fete-day of St. Joseph, the patron of New France, there was a show of fireworks to do him honor.

On the fete-day, after mass, during which several glances had been exchanged, Savinien, watched by Ursula, crossed the road and entered the little garden where the pair were practically alone; for the kind old man, by way of indulgence, was reading his newspapers in the pagoda. "Dear Ursula," said Savinien; "will you make a gift greater than my mother could make me even if "

I would take possession of her life to make a long fête-day of it. What tender care would I not bestow upon so dear and charming a destiny! Downy would be her nest, warm the sun that shone upon her, sweet the perfumes that surrounded her, soft the breezes that fanned her cheek, green and velvety the turf under her delicate feet! But a truce to such sweet dreams.

In 1819, at the beginning of an evening in the middle of November, la Grande Nanon lighted the fire for the first time. The autumn had been very fine. This particular day was a fete-day well known to the Cruchotines and the Grassinists. The six antagonists, armed at all points, were making ready to meet at the Grandets and surpass each other in testimonials of friendship.

Can there be a more pleasing walk in the whole world than a stroll through the Gallery of the Louvre on a fete-day; not to look so much at the pictures as at the lookers-on?

But judging from analogy, there seems to be no reason why they should not have been. We know that as early as the fifth and sixth centuries the monks played Terence, probably on some fête-day, or before their scholars as a means of instruction, and doubtless Roswitha’s plays were also acted on special occasions, such as when the Emperor sojourned at Gandersheim, or the Bishop made a visitation.

It was a fête-day; a work of Mozart was sung in the evening not well sung, and yet so exquisitely tender and melodious, that it brought tears into our eyes. There were not above twenty people in the church; all, save three or four, were women in long black cloaks. I took them for nuns at first.

"This morning," he continued, "I awoke in a bright mood, and came into classe happy; you spoiled my day." "No, Monsieur, only an hour or two of it, and that unintentionally." "Unintentionally! No. It was my fete-day; everybody wished me happiness but you. The little children of the third division gave each her knot of violets, lisped each her congratulation: you nothing.