Abroad (illustrated Version)

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MARCUS

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ABROAD

BON VOYAGE '

LAST YEAR, DEAR FRIENDS, WE MET AT HOME," AND NOW "ABROAD" WE MEAN TO ROAM: WlTH ALL WHO CHOOSE TO SPARE THE TIME WE'LL WANDER TO A NEIGHBOURING CLIME. NOR NEED YOU LEAVE YOUR OWN FIRESIDE, FOR WITH FA'IR FANCY FOR OUR GUIDE,

OUR WINGED THOUGHTS,

IN

SWALLOW-FLIGHT,

SHALL CROSS THE CHANNEL SMOOTH AND BRIGHT: AND IN DESPITE OF WIND OR WEATHER,

WE'LL MAKE OUR

Now

LITTLE TOUR TOGETHER.

ON OUR PICTURES YOU SHALL LOOK:-

To YOU WE DEDICATE OUR BOOK.

ABROAD

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MARCUS WARD

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Frontispiece

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The Departure

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On

the

Title-page

Going on Board Crossing the Channel :

BOULOGNE The

the

On

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the Boulevard

The

Tuileries

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Gardens

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Musee de Cluny

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The Quay The First Morning

Staircase of

Henry II. The Man in Armour

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The "Zoo"

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France

St.

Rue de

The Pony Tramway The Swans

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Ouen

Blind Pierre

A Flower Stall A Day at Versailles

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1'Epicerie

The Creche

La Fontaine des

The Schoolroom

cents

School Drill

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of

Palais Royale

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'Good-night"

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The Gardens

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The Hotel

Buffet

Church of

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Railway Station

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in

CAEN

Railway Crossing

Punch and Judy

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PARIS

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Way

FOLKESTONE

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The Arrival The Hotel The Hotel Kitchen

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Inno-

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The Merry-go-round

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The Washerwomen The Knife-grinder

CALAIS

Chocolate and Milk

DOVER

The Lacemakers

" Bon Retour

The Night Journey to Calais The Water-Gate :

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The Luxembourg Gar-

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The Markets

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Homeward Bound "

THE VERSES ARE BY VARIOUS WRITERS

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READERS,

MYWith

little

would you

like to

Brothers and sisters you can see,

Their father, too, you here

Three years ago

go abroad,

friends of different ages

their

all

will find,

Mother

died,

?

Look

for just at

them

an hour or

so,

in these pictured pages

children of one family.

and good Miss Earle, their teacher and ever since has Father tried

kind.

To give his children in the Spring some tour, or treat, or pleasant thing. Said he, last Easter, " I propose, for Nellie, Dennis, Mabel, Rose,

A

trip

Then

abroad all

Said Rose

Turn

"We

me

go with

to

exclaimed,

"

Oh

to Paris "

!

glorious

can't leave

him

at

!

and through Normandy." " But

"

may not Bertie go with us ? home." Then Father said he too should come.

and see the children packing busily. The next page shows them in the station at Charing Cross. Their great elation Is written plainly on their faces. "Time's up Come, take your places Bell rings to the Frontispiece

The "Folkestone Express" sped on

And

like

a dream,

there lay the steamer fast getting up steam.

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W&&

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1

W*

'."

EN

at the

THAcross

the

Folkestone harbour,

gangway

Mabel and Rose

just crossing

Each holding her new

doll

Our children once on board,

Watch with The "

below

you can

most

;

see,

carefully.

all safe

and sound,

delight the busy scene around.

noisy steam-pipe blows

Now

down they go

to the boat

this is just the noise

and blows away,

we

like,"

they say.

Nellie,

Miss Earle, and Bertie too appear,

Whilst Dennis, with the rugs, brings up the

May

looks behind her with an anxious

Lest Father, at the

last,

rear.

air,

should not be there.

But while the turmoil loud and louder grows, "

I'm glad the wind blows gently," whispers Rose.

And

as the steamer swiftly leaves the quay,

Mabel and Dennis almost dance with

glee.

CROSSING THE CHANNEL. sea

calm, and clear the sky

is

THE The Passengers look The Mate

at

him

"

How

:

work enough ; what must

is

" !

for

it

be when weather

far," says Nellie,

"we have come

No

?

at the vessel's lengthening track !

one must forget

to call

home

good-bye, good-bye, dear English

Dennis and Rose and Mabel, walking upon the deck, are "

rough

place

and Father, looking back, glance

Says Mabel,

's

he hasn't got a merry face him, you know, he goes so often to and fro.

in his sheltered

Tis not such fun Nellie

only a few clouds scudding by " Are we not lucky in the day say,

stands in the wheelhouse there, and turns the wheel with watchful care

Steering to-day

Look

bright,

and

my new

gaily talking

doll 'Antoinette';

Travelling in France, 'twould be a shame for her to have an English name."

Says Dennis, Says Rose, to

" Call her what you

will,

so you be English 'Mabel

Dennis drawing nigher, "

" If a gale blows,

do you suppose, we

I think the

shall

wind

be wrecked?

is

"

'

still.

"

getting higher

asks

little

;

Rose."

' !

with

Rose

lost all

her fear

Dennis, chatting WHILE And the swift Albert Victor came safe to the pier

At Boulogne, where they landed, and there was the Jn waiting to take up the travellers again. But to travel so quickly was not their intent On a little refreshment our party was bent. Here they are at the Buffet for dinner they wait And the tall garspn, Andre, attends them in state.

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train

:

HI

At a separate table sits Monsieur Legros, behind him his poodle, Fidele, you must know, Who can dance, he's so clever, and si and on his head, Or upon his nose balance a morsel of bread. Mabel takes up some sugar to coax him, whilst Nell Calls him to her Fidele understands very well "Why! he must have learnt English, he knows what we say," Mabel cries, " See! he begs in the cleverest way."

And

to the

THEM To remain

Hotel on the quay they all went the morrow they all were content ;

till

much fatigue Father thought it was For the children were weary and needed the After so

Pictured here

Where so

is

the

room

cosily rested

best, rest.

in that very Hotel,

Rose, Mabel, and Nell.

ili

Mabel dreamed of the morrow of buying French toys Rose remembered the steam-pipe, and dreamed of its noise. Nellie's dreams were of home, but she woke from her trance :

Full of joy, just to think they were really in France.

Very

early next morning,

Looking out from

their

you see them

window

all

three

that faces the sea.

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THE FIRST MORNING TJ ERE *

they see a P^tty sight,

Sunny sky and landscape

Fishing-boats

With

Some

After breakfast

bright

:

move up and down,

their sails all red

still

and

On

last

the pavement

down

What

With

a clap

clap

their shoes

Wooden-

And oh

!

shoes, I

clap

With eyes

And,

the English flag for long.

too they went to see, :

they

in

that shut

and

real hair

a brightly-coloured row,

Doll-fisherfolk like these below.

-

each step they

do

and walk about

Dolls of every kind were there,

Prices marked, as

Calling out their fish to sell " What a noisy lot," says Nell,

"

went out

Spread with toys so temptingly

below, fro,

all

streets,

ancient city-walls, so strong,

Toy shops

clear,

night in open sea.

Fishwives hurry to and

view the

Where waved

and brown.

Full of fish as they can be,

Caught

To The

to land are drawing near,

O'er the water

FRANCE.

IN

"

make take.

"

if

to say, "

us,

quick, to-day

One

for

Two

for Bertie I suppose,

!

Mabel, one for Rose,

Father bought.

declare,

what funny caps they wear!

Come and buy

Then

all

once more

Set off travelling as before.

'T*O Rouen next *

Dennis bought chocolate to make a They had three dinners in the train,

they went, that very day,

And

heard strange places called out by the way, Where bells kept tinkling while the train delayed At Amiens ten minutes quite they stayed.

Beside the

Rose says

tired

wood "

she

fire

lies

back

!"

!

Next morning, through the quaint old streets of Rouen They went to see the old church of Saint Ouen,

in her chair

burning brightly there.

Good-night

at least.

At Rouen here they are at last, though late The bedroom clock there shows 'tis after eight

:

Mabel looks

feast

With eager

to Bertie fast asleep,

While her own eyes can scarcely open keep.

feet,

and chatting

as they walked,

About the ancient Town, together

1

6

talked.

Dennis, first, city bold

" SAID This

to us

Belonged

In days of old." " Here Said Nellie,

Prince Arthur wept

By

cruel

John

A

prisoner kept. Here Joan of Arc

Was tried and When fickle fate

burned

Against her turned." " Said Rose, Oh dear It makes me sad !

To

think what trouble

People had Who lived once in

This very town,

Where we walk

Up and

gaily

down."

come

they have

NOW Of great

into the entrance

Ouen's Church

St.

;

see, side

wide

by

side,

Dennis and Nellie going on before:

The

others watch

at the

yon beggar

Poor blind Pierre; he always waits Listening for those

He

tells his

May

beads, and hopes

think of him, 'mongst those

Though he can't

He knows And

who come and

see,

he

is

all

day

who

that

who chance

shakes the coppers in his well-worn

Click, click,"

it

Along

through its

goes

St.

aisles

But Mabel

said,

and down

"

Why

tin

away this very day.

its

there to see

of Normandy.

was buried there?"

on, not waiting for reply

reader, can

last,

transept passed,

should we English care

that Rolf they say

Then she ran little

come.

Ouen's Church they 'd been at

They went to the Cathedral, The tomb of Rolf, first Duke

About

to

see, Bertie's gift drops in.

might have bought him sweets

When

go.

some

so quick to hear,

'Tis his one sou that Bertie gives

My

those

a long, long time ere one draws near,

"

It

door

just so,

you

tell

her

why ?

Cathedral was cold,

With

its

dim solemn

aisles

But outside our friends found

The sun

waiting, with smiles,

To show them

their way,

So hither they came

Along an old

street

With a hard French name,

And

still

Through

walking onward, streets

we

can't see,

At length reached the Creche

Of "Sceur Rosalie"

Where poor women's Are kept

all

children

day through, Amused, taught, and tended,

And

all for

one sou.

are happy with "Sister" all day, Mothers can't nurse them they work far away.

pHILDREN v_y

Good

^ Here

in

Sister Rosalie, she is so kind,

E'en when they're troublesome, she doesn't mind. the first room the Babies we see, sitting at dejeuner round Rosalie.

Dodo is crying, he can't find his spoon

some one

will find it

and comfort him soon.

Over yon cradle bends kind Sister Claire, Dear little Mimi is waking up there. Sister Felicite', sweetly sings she,

"

Up

again,

down

again,

BeM,

to me."

v

G>

school-room of the Creche

BCD I

F G H J K

M N

OR U V

THE The

children

sit

While "Sister" hears

And when And

's

is

by

wide,

side,

their lessons through,

no more work

get up, and form a

all

They

there

there, side

to

do

ring,

as they stand, together sing.

Now hand in hand, tramp, tramp Now in a line march to and fro, For with the "

The

When

Sister

"

rattle in

they go,

her hand

makes them understand

advance and when draw back

to

Click-clack

it

On

Stephanie

She

's

only

goes, click -clack, click-clack.

now

five,

turn your eyes,

but she

's

so wise

She knows the alphabet all through, And, more than that, can teach it too. Just now, she

And But

tells 'tis

For she

no use is

moves her wand

to J,

the children what to say. to tell Ninette,

but a bebe yet.

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ARRIVAL AT CAEN. 'T^HROUGH And They

Rouen when our

all its

travelled on, old

Another town

friends

had been,

famous places seen,

in

Caen

to see,

\TEXT *

'

up the

Wiih/emme

them

way

for the bill of fare.

Arrived at Caen, the travellers here

Momieur

le

Before the chief Hotel appear,

And

"

Miss Earle, Rose, Bertie you descry

With scrape and bow, again you

The

The most

rest are

Monsieur

le

coming by-and-by. Maitre, with scrape and bow,

Stands ready

And Madame And

to receive

them now,

with her blandest

their alert Commissionaire.

air,

go, to show.

Father and Dennis, standing there,

Are asking

Normandy.

staircase see

de chambre the

says,

Maitie,

What

who

rubs his hands

are Monsieur's

polite of

men

is

he.

commands ? see

'

5

\TOW that dinner is ^

At the cooks

ordered,

in the kitchen

Of plates

we '11 just take a peep just see

!

what a heap

are provided, and copper pans too soon make a dinner for me and for you.

They '11

;

French cookery 's famous for flavouring rare, But of garlic I think they've enough and to spare.

iftl/ifcm

^

If I

we ask how

their wonderful dishes are

'm afraid they won't

Do

tell

made,

us the tricks of the trade.

they make them, I wonder, of frogs and of snails ? Or are these, after all, only travellers' tales ? The names are all down on the " Menu," no doubt, But the worst of it is that we can't make them out.

IT ERE the children * * Came next morn, Walking by The river Orne Near the poplars

On

;

the green, the Washerwives

Where

Are seen. Here they looked At old Nannette,

Wringing out The garments wet

;

Saw how Eugenie, Her daughter, Soaked them

first

In running water; Watched the washers

Soaping, scrubbing,

With

their mallets

Rubbing, drubbing Working hard

With

all their

might,

Till the clothes

Were

clean and white.

qui passe," in France they call

L'HOMME The man

who

THE

thrives

By grinding knives

Who

never stays at

home

at all,

KNIFE-GRINDER

But always must be moving on.

He 's glad Some

OF CAEN.

to find

knives to grind,

But when they're finished

he'll

With dog behind

He

be gone.

to turn the wheel,

grinds the knife

For farmer's

And

pauses

now

wife,

the edge to feel

The dog behind him Of cheerful

On And

fears

this

and

no knife

is

:

hears the sound

chat that,

being ground.

The man makes

He

jokes with careless smile,

doesn't

The dog

mind

behind,

But goes on talking

all

the while.

CHOCOLATE AND MILK. T ITTLE Lili, whose age isn't three years quite, -L' Went one day with Mamma for a long country all

Of

and the

the trees,

For "

this

Dear

HEURL

the time, such a chatter and talk

Keeping up,

Soon she asked

A TOUT walk,

for

flowers,

some

and the cows, brown and and some chocolate too,

white.

cake,

was her favourite lunch every day

child," said

Mamma,

"let

me

see

I

dare say

'

^t^rQ, " If I ask that nice milkmaid, and say

Some sweet milk we can

it 's

for you,

get from her pretty white cow."

" I would rather have chocolate," Lili averred. " Dear Lili, please don't be absurd said,

Then

My

Mamma

darling,

you cannot have chocolate now

You know we

can't get

it

;

:

so far from the town.

Come and

stroke the white cow, see, her coat 's soft as silk. " if the White cow " But, Mamma," Lili said, gives milk,

Then

chocolate surely must

come from

the

Brown"

LACE MAKERS OF CAEN

many a

lowly cottage in France

INThe

bobbins keep threading a mazy dance The whole day long, from morning to night,

Weaving the

How

lace so pretty

and light

nimble fingers twist The threads on the pillow not one swiftly the

Each bobbin would seem

To meet

missed

is

to rise from

its

:

place

the fingers that form the lace.

How

wondrously quick the pattern shows From the threads, as under our eyes it grows How quickly follow stem, leaves, and flower,

As

if

Look

:

under the spell of enchanter's power. at old

Nannette

she can scarcely see,

Yet none can make lovelier lace than she;

And

her grand-daughter Julie

Is learning already the

just seven years old,

bobbins to hold.

Without drawings to follow, or patterns to

How

trace,

can these poor cottagers fashion their lace?

From the plant and the flower and unfolding And the frost on the pane their patterns they From gossamer web by the spider wove, From natural taste and natural love

fern learn,-

For every form of beauty and grace,

They Ve learned

to fashion their wonderful lace.

s Paris quite an early start

FOR They made the following day, And

out of windows every one

Kept

looking,

all

the way.

And many a pretty road The train went whizzing Where

like this

past,

gatekeeper, with flag and horn,

Stood by the gates shut

fast.

That's Marie you see standing there

>c^

:

Now, do you wonder why A woman has to blow the horn Before the train goes by?

Her husband He's

He

is

would not

The

a lazy man,

in his cottage near,

train will

stir

a step, although

soon be here.

And Marie called him, " Paul, Go shut the gate," she cried

be quick -

" Don't hurry me, there's time enough,"

The

lazy

man

So Marie had

And And

replied.

to go,

you

see,

take the horn, and blow.

every day

She always has

it's just

to go.

the same,

EN ROUTE on they go, clatter Past stream and gentle valley, Until the engine wheels turn slow,

BLATTER And

!

stop at length to dally

For dinner-time full half-an-hour Within a crowded station, While hungry little mouths devour

The tempting

cold collation

the folk they meet,

And

The porters in blue blouses, The white-robed priests, the nuns The farmers and their spouses,

A

To

look at

all

!

all

Spread

And

in the

then,

dining-room at hand

when

the other folk that

make

France amusing so neat. Till hark! their places all must take, Without a minute losing.

crowd

that

is

;

finished,

The children sally in a band, With appetites diminished,

in

:

The engine puffs away they fly, And soon leave all behind them

Now

turn the page, and you and In Paris safe will find them.

I

;

PARIS,

gay Pai<^

Your sun

is all

!

and so fair, and there 's mirth

so bright

smiles,

in

your

air.

The

children, though tired with their travelling, found That the first night in Paris one's sleep is not sound, For the hum of the streets makes one dream all the night

Of the wonderful

sights that will

The morning was fine, and They soon made their way

To

come with

the light.

breakfast despatched to the Gardens attached

and there met a throng and joined in their games before long.

the old Royal Palace,

Of French

children,

One boy lent his hoop, and gave And talking quite fast seemed

Bertie a bun. to think

it

great fun

With nice English girls like our Nellie to play, Though not understanding a word she might say.

On

leaving the Gardens, the party were seated caft, and there Papa treated

Outside of a

Them

all to fine ices

They could hardly

and chocolate too which was the nicer ;

tell

Paris,

could you

gay Paris,

So bright and so fair Your sun is all smiles.

And

35

?

there

's

!

mirth in your air

!

IN

THE TUILERIES GARDENS. T

N

the Tuileries gardens, each afternoon,

A

man comes

old

little

Now

watch what happens

walking along for just as

!

As they see him, the birds begin

:

soon

their song,

And

flutter

And

perch on his shoulder quite at their ease,

For he

To

fills

about his hands and head,

his pockets with

who

feed his friends

And

well they

That

know he

But hark to what

Making

And

I

He 's

}

them so

sometimes go.

going on over there

s

old Judy,

think,

getting

just wait

I

do declare,

fast as ever

she can

And

in

!

!

from the looks of poor Mr. it

P.,

hot from his scolding wife;

a minute, and then you

He'll beat her within an inch of her

Walk

!

a Punch-and-Judy man,

Talk French as

But

loves

into his pockets they

'Tis surely

crumbs of bread

live in the trees,

'11

see

life.

take a seat and you'll see her beat,

a penny

is all

you pay

for the treai.

we go

shall

And WHERE

to next? they

still

would

say,

they found new pleasures every day. At times Miss Earle took Bertie for a ride, still

With

little

Rose and Mabel

side

by side;

And then their father took the elder two To see the picture galleries, and view Historic buildings, where they sometimes rested, a bit of history was suggested. They saw a wedding at the Madeleine,

And many

" Notre to Dame," close by the Seine, climbed the lofty tower, to see the view

Then went

And

Which cannot be surpassed the whole world One day their father took them all to see

A great

museum,

full

as full could

through.

be

Of rare old furniture, of every kind The artists of the " Middle Age " designed ;

And precious things in silver and in Made by the best artificers of old.

Now

while another

way the

gold,

party's eyes

Are turned, " King Henry's Staircase

And

climbing up, with help from

He calls to Dennis, when " Come catch me quick " laughter,

Bertie spies,

May,

he gets half-way, and then runs off, with peals Dennis at his heels. !

Of merry

"

sister

39

T) ERTIE was

first.

J3 But soon upon And Bertie back in "Oh

Dennis, look

He shook

and

!

" I 've

won

the race," he cried

;

his lips the triumph died, fear to Dennis ran :

I

ran against that

rattled so,

and wagged "

man

!

his head, "

me such a fright " Pooh Dennis said, " And then he made a bow: not hurt Good-bye, old soldier, we must leave you now. And "

He

gave will

VTEXT afternoon, 1\ Of the

!

!

!

while at the Zoo', a little tale they heard elephant that's there, and you shall hear it word for word.

TV

jl

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JAMNdACCLIMATATION

50

CENTIMES

to

To

invitation to

:

And we see our young friends every day," said she here

is

:

Jumbo came,

and spread his fame. Said he, I really don't want to go But then, they're so pressing! I can't say No!" cross the Atlantic "

America Jumbo went,

Mumbo is quite content stay with the children of Paris, for she Is as happy an elephant as could be " I 've a capital house, quite large and airy Close by live the Ostrich and Dromedary, \\

London the other

sister

To

"Oh,

and Jumbo, two elephants great, India travelled, and lived in state,

In Paris the one, and in

A warm

VALABLE pour le Jour meme

But his

From

Now Mumbo and Jumbo were sister and brother.

PRESENTER CE BILLET ATOUTE REQUISITION

So away

UMBO

the Zoo' that would better suit me?

JARDIN D'ACCLIMATATION

TRAMWAYS LAC DU JARDIN a la PORTE MAILLOT

LE

55 CENTIMES

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O CS

STEADY

A Upon

steed

is

Mumbo,

if

just a trifle slow;

her back you couldn't well a-steeple-chasing go

:

But other opportunities there are to have a ride, For there's a stud of ponies, and a camel to bestride

A

cart that's

And

if

drawn by oxen can accommodate a

few,

such queer conveyances don't please you at the Zoo', little tramway cars too, with seats on either side,

There are

Which

will take

you through the gardens, and through the Bois beside on the other page, and with it you may go

:-

Take

the ticket

From

the lake within the garden to the gate that's called Maillot.

SWANS

IE

OO

pretty swans,

!

Do you know, in The swans Are "

just like

Don t

tejl

our Zoo'

of old England

me

you ?" !

Said a cross old bird " I

know

The ;i

;

better,

thing

's

Their figures,

quite absurd I

'in

sure,

Are not worth a glance If you want to see style,

You must come

to

:

France

With a scornful whisk

The swan turned Spread

its

And was "

tail,

wings to the breeze off full-sail.

Ho pretty swan, Do you know, in our Zo !

The swans

are not half

So conceited as you

" ?

43

A FLOWER

STALL ON THE BOULEVARDS Mere Victorine

at

LOOK At her With the

And

stall in

lily

and

the street

rose,

the white marguerite,

She makes pretty bouquets

The whole

of the day

There are buyers

Who

:

plenty

pass by that way.

Little Basil

Watching

Up

in

to

and Amelie,

her, stand

:

Mere Victorine

Basil stretches his hand,

Can't you spare me," says he,

''A morsel of green,

Or (

li

one sweet

little

flower,

)ood Mere Victorine If

you come

Fray where

is

for

" ?

a flower,

your sou

" /

Answers Mere Victorine, " I can't give one to you

Such flowers as mine Are

for selling,

You must go

you know

;

to the country,

\Yhere wild flowers grow."

7

A DAY AT VERSAILLES.

AT

Versailles, as perhaps

you have heard,

Countless pictures ot fights

Form

the chief of the sights:

Could so many great

No wonder

have ever occurred?

battles

our children the gardens preferred

For the fountains were really so pretty a

That Bertie declared It

and

was better

I

think he was right-

to play

Like the fountains

Than such

all

day,

terrible battles to fight.

45

:

sight,

46

FONTAINE DES INNOCENTS this pretty fountain

ROUND Sparrows In

gather

;

sparkling waters dip,

its

From its basin freely sip, Round about their fountain and happy

Safe

here

the year

all

Little

That

all

play,

the day;

"innocents" are they. Antoine, bread in hand

is

See him by his mother stand

Saucy

little

;

:

birdies spy

Antoine's bread, and at

it

fly,

Trying each to get a share, Frightening little Antoine there.

Antoine does not wish to share,

Thinks the bread

is

his right,

all

Just to suit his appetite.

Mother There

says,

is

"Be

kind,

more when

this

my

son,

is

done

Bread enough for thee at home Let the pretty sparrows come ; Give them each a little crumb."

Here our

little

family

Near the fountain

C 3 e 9 c*TTe aTj

ONT

;

:

too,

we

see,

Walking through the open space

To

the covered market-place.

47

C

9

48

THE MARKETS OF

PARISH-

->

HERE And

from morning till night they are selling and buying, from morning till night their market wares crying:

All around

There are

The

On

will find there is

you flesh,

and

fowl,

fish

food of each kind

fish-market you see on the opposite page this stall that

But were

I

is

:

nearest, the shell-fish appear

to begin,

;

here for every dish.

;

would take me an age

it

To tell you the names of the fish you find here. See! there's puss looking out for what she can get, And The

that girl

little

boy who

is

with the lobster

And he's watching to Madame Blaise, there,

see

laughing

is

if it

tells

is

Paul,

sister Lisette,

nips her at

all.

Nellie her mussels are good,

But Nellie smiles sweetly and goes on her way, I venture to doubt if she quite understood

And

All the funny French things Madame B!aise had to say. Other parts of the market contain butchers meat, And poultry, and fruit, and salads, and greens,

And here, if you want them, quite young, fresh and sweet, Air the haricots verts which we know as "French beans." For, from morning

&<)

And from morning

till till

night here they re selling and buying,

night their market wares crying.

Ju "PTr~r~~-.

"HOSE

and Bertie have a

ride

THE LUXEMBOURG GARDENS. IN

;

Mabel, walking at their side, Carries both the dolls, and so

By

the

Over

Luxembourg they

in that Palace

For the clock

"

soon

marking noon

" Senate will together come " Like our " House of Lords at home).

The (

is

go.

Hear

that

Windmill,

woman,

"

Who

will

ball, or butterfly

buy

"

Josephine and Phillipe, see, Eager as they both can be. Charles before her, silent stands,

With no money in his hands, No more sous he spent them

On

all

that big inflated ball.

Be

content,

Money

my

little

friend,

spent you cannot spend

With your good St. Bernard Buy more toys another day.

5'

;

play.

IT ERE

all the day long, Are race-horses for hire,

Who

will

That never go wrong.

Bear or

And

You

Here

besides, never all

tire.

the day long,

Are race-horses

for hire.

come

Horses, lions,

a ride

ready

?

!

tiger astride,

shall

Who

for

all

will

sit

safe

come

Lions, horses,

and

steady.

for a ride

all

ready

?

!

Round and round they canter slow soon they fast and faster go Look at Louis, all in white, Gaspard, almost out of sight, Rose and Mabel side by side Bertie watching while they ride. ;

;

Dennis waits

they have done, much too big to join the fun Brother Paul, with serious air, minds his little sister Claire,

Thinking

if

till

he had a sou, she should have some pleasure too.

;

VELYSEESv ~

Good-bye to Paris bright and gay you see them on their way. To travel thus, all through the night, at first they thought was fun. But by degrees they grew less bright, as hours passed one by one. " Let 's have an extra Nellie to her sisters with regret, they

've said

;

NOW, To Calais they are drawing nigh

Then

said,

And And

try,

Then

all

we

home

rug,

and cuddle close and snug, until the night has passed, which can most quiet keep." were tucked up warm and fast, and soon fell sound asleep.

make-believe

're

in bed,

K

time abroad, again in dreams is all gone o'er Again in Paris, as it seems, they watch the crowd once more. The "Elysian Fields," beneath the trees, are peopled with a throng Of loveliest dolls, which at their ease converse, or ride along And wondrous "Easter Eggs" in nests, abundant lie around, " And " April Fish with golden vests and silver coats, abound

The happy

;

!

Such

fleeting fancies

Dreamland lends

to pass the time

away

Until the railway journey ends, just at the break of day.

PORTE DE LA MER. CALAIS. r

J^HE *

It

last

place where they stopped abroad wns Calais, which, you know.

Belonged

to

England once

has a beautiful old Tower,

And

here

's

all

though that was many a year ago

the Sea-Gate, opening from the walls that guard the town.

But now Farewell to Merry France

To

:

weatherworn and brown,

!

the vessel ready waits

take our party back again across the Dover Straits.

HOMEWARD we're

On

See, there

We 're

onward we steam,

shines with glee on the rippling sea,

But at length is

it

sinks

the port,

down behind and near

close to the shore

Then

all

Jump

into the train,

safe

it

just five

I

and

That our

say,

in their

trip will,

as

a

fort,

of our

cliffs

its

paddles can go,

as white as the snow.

it,

own

native land,

at length they are close at hand.

and the pennant strung high on the mast. tells

us the day

is

nigh past.

and the strong old Castle of Dover

minutes more, and the Channel Crossing

and sound upon English ground, we bid

'm sorry to

must leave

till

the grey town, and

start off again as fast as the

run up to town, and thence travel

Then.

We

strained to descry the white

is

fast

back, and a broad foaming track behind

brightly they gleam, as

The sun

We

its

board, every eye

And

and away speeds the boat as

afloat,

HURRAH! With the wind on

BOUND.

down

to the

is

over.

farewell to the sea

engine can

home

flee.

in the country, at night

;

dear Nellie and May, Rose, Dennis, and Bertie bright,

home

till

next holidays come, when,

let all

of us hope,

it

may chance

next Spring, be as pleasant a thing as our swallow-flight over to France.

55

BON NOW THAT AND

.AS

AT LAST WE'RE SAFELY BACK AGAIN. UPON THE RAILWAY BRIDGE THE TRAIN

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