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Before you were ready, however, France would be ruined. You entered into certain obligations under the League of Nations. My Government begs to call your attention to the fact that you are not fulfilling them." "It is my intention within the course of the next few months," Mervin Brown declared, "to lay before the League of Nations a scheme for total disarmament." Monsieur Pouilly was staggered.
Do not ask us, gentlemen, to train armies or build ships." "We ask you only to keep your covenant," Monsieur Pouilly pronounced stiffly. "Who does keep it?" the Prime Minister demanded. "The world is governed now by common sense and humanity. I look upon a war of aggression on the part of any country as a sheer impossibility." "What about a war of revenge?" the General enquired quietly.
"Several villages were seen burning during the night and the enemy put a little shrapnel around some patrols near Pouilly, but no damage was done." "Vraignes, of course, is quite clear?" "Yes, as far as we know. Our patrols reported it clear late last evening, but possibly Bosche returned during the night.
The country between Cosne and Nevers is, with the exception of one or two fine views from the heights on the road, the poorest, and, though well cultivated, has the least pretensions to beauty of any we have seen, particularly in the vicinity of Pouilly. It seems also to be nearly as poor as it is ugly.
Again, the corn-spirit in the form of a bull or ox is killed on the harvest-field at the close of the reaping. At Pouilly, near Dijon, when the last ears of corn are about to be cut, an ox adorned with ribbons, flowers, and ears of corn is led all round the field, followed by the whole troop of reapers dancing. Then a man disguised as the Devil cuts the last ears of corn and immediately slaughters the ox. Part of the flesh of the animal is eaten at the harvest-supper; part is pickled and kept till the first day of sowing in spring. At Pont
If any of the more quarrelsome folk on the continent get scrapping, well, my conception of my duty is to keep out of it." Monsieur Pouilly restrained himself. To judge from his appearance, however, it was not altogether an easy matter.
Indeed, many a girl might have wished for such a husband, for he was a Vicomte with an income of twelve or fifteen thousand livres, "to say nothing of expectations." About a league out of Pouilly the coach was overturned.
"It's one of those lucky chances where one has to take the risk of obtaining a thrilling scene." By the balls of white smoke I could see that shrapnel was bursting in the near distance. "That's near Pouilly," I said. "We are turning up on the left, let's hope the Huns don't plaster us there." Reaching the village of Bovincourt, the villagers were there eagerly awaiting our arrival.
The next morning they returned, at daybreak, to Dijon. The Prussians had received considerable reinforcements, in the night; and had executed a long detour, advancing this time by the Langres Road, nearly due north of the city. They left the road and took up their position upon a plateau, near the village of Pouilly, about three miles from Dijon.
By nightfall the Americans on that side of the river had captured Liny-Devant-Dun and Mille-Devant-Dun, on the east bank of the river, while a large American and French force pushed back the Germans on the west bank, capturing Beaumont, Pouilly and several less important places, and taking positions on three sides of Stenay, the pivot on which the whole German retirement had turned.
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