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Updated: June 11, 2025
L'Art de se Promener a Cheval. My cabriolet was at the door, and I was preparing to enter, when I saw a groom managing, with difficulty, a remarkably fine and spirited horse. "It was not to be disposed of," was the answer, "and it belonged to Sir Reginald Glanville." The name thrilled through me: I drove after the groom, and inquired Sir Reginald Glanville's address. Pall Mall.
Maria turned toward her father who still slept with his chin sunk on his breast, looking like a man stricken down by grief whose meditation is of death; and the look brought her swift memory of the hymns and country songs he was wont to teach his children in the evenings. A la claire fontaine M'en allant promener ...
Moreover it would be a novelty to me promener sans l50-odd pounds of baggage. We set out. As we walked easily and leisurely the by this time well peopled streets of the vicinity, my guard indulged himself in pleasant conversation. Did I know Paris much? He knew it all. It was a fine place, a large city to be sure. But always changing.
The maid opened wide her eyes in surprise. Her mistress did not usually go walking so early. "Madame va se promener de si bonne heure?" "Don't ask questions, Josephine," replied her mistress sharply. "Do as I tell you. I'm going out of town. Pack my two trunks at once." "Oui, Madame."
Then, while he sat waiting for the evening meal, blithely through the hush of the exquisite evening came the voice of the girl. She was singing from La Claire Fontaine: "A la claire fontaine Je m'allait promener, J'ai trouve l'eau si belle Que je me suis baigne."
He glanced at Maria, but seeing the beads ever slipping through her fingers he would not intrude. A la claire fontaine M'en allant promener, J'ai trouve l'eau si belle Que je m'y suis baigne ... Il y a longtemps que je t'aime, Jamais je ne t'oublierai... Words and tune alike haunting; the unaffected sadness of the refrain lingering in the ear, a song that well may find its way to any heart.
Son commis ajouta en P.S. "Depuis ma lettre ecrite je suis mort ce matin. Mardi an soir 7eme," &c. Un petit marchand pretendoit avoir achete trois sols ce qu'il vendoit pour deux. On lui represente que ce commerce le ruinera "Ah," dit-il, "je me sauve sur la quantite." Le chevalier de Lorenzi, etant a Florence, etoit alle se promener avec trois de ses amis a quelques lieues de la ville, a pied.
"A la claire fontaine M'en allant promener, J'ai trouve l'eau si belle Que je m'y suis baigne, Il y a longtemps que je t'aime Jamais je ne t'oublierai." The next day, with the combers of a howling north-westerly gale clutching at the stern of the canoe, I rode in a glory of spray and copper-tasting excitement back to Dick and his half-breed settlement. But the incident had its sequel.
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