The Planters' banner. [volume] (Franklin, Attakapas Co., Lou.) 1849-1872, 1853-05-19

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and away we went, wrapped up wei
in cloaks with hoods to them, an AL
gerine garmant very comfortable anc
popular in France. Away we went al
chattering together, and each with q
fresh lighted cigar. did not pay much
attention to the other carriages, but
remember that the one in which | was
seated was low phaeton, which made
great deal more clattering than would
have pleased Mr.. Petre; so low, that
the tails ofthe two high-actioned weeds
of horses came Familiarity over the
splash-board. Never mind, | dare say
we shall get there safely; if not, I am
| glad to see the ground looks soft, and
| there are no deep bitches; otherwise
should hardly like to notice the "all
| alone" sort of look of our coachman. as
he shouts out to the high-actioned
weeds" Ah, chameaur! Sois sage !
Sois sage! aud holds his whip and
loose reins at arms length, somewhat
as Britons do carving knife and fork.
1t is pitch dark too, but on we 60
clattering and jolting, and bumping g
over the ground, but the high-actined
| weeds still keep straight and steady
The word chameda, as applied TO them,
| becomes less frequent, and the motion
makes me drowsy. When freshen up
| again in consequence of tremendous
jolt, l hear by the country Wagons
which come tinkling by, and the g Bon
jour, mes bourgeois" of the peasantry,
| that the day has begun; and opening
my eyes, here we are, safe and sound,
at our shooting quarters.
It is house in the centre of vii
lage, and as our phaeton drives up there
is a great shouting and running and
some fve-and.twenty beaters, who
find already assembled, come out and
take off their hats, and talk all togeth.
er, each more anxious than the other
10 tell US what he thinks as TO the
weather and our chance of sport And,
mercy on us! if the regular sportsmen
of our party were motley group. the
eye of man never looked on more
oddly got up ragamuffin crew than
these. %
But first let us breakfast. How nice
the room looks, where | notice with
quite pang of appetite that every
thing is laid for breakfast-sausages,
and omeletts. and crepes, pancakes. and
hot milk and coffee in clean white Jugs.
The blazing wood fire, in the grateless
fireplace, which do and always did
persist in liking better than a coal one,
throws a.ruddy light over the polished
oak, and brass fittings of the room the
glasses snugly ranged upon the shelves
glitter as it touches them, and brighten
with thousand colors. In the room
is still the eternal chattering, and all
sorts of preparations going on at the
spare table, CATERS buckling on, guns
polishing up and loading, powder TASKS
filling; and cap boxes opening; and
without is the bay and yelp of the
hounds-a very stirring scene.
Bless my heart. how full of gristle
and onions these sausages are that look
ed so brown and promising, like young
hopes! Let US try the omeletts; that
is sure to be good. A glass of wine
too; never drink it at breakfast any
where but in France, but there it comes
quite naturally. Come here. little dog
what are you going with US? Why, I |
am sure you are too little TO have any
thing to say TO wild boar. You wag
your tail you don't think so. Well, |
little dog, here is bit of brown bread |
for you. | must not give you any sau-
sage, though can't eat it myself, for
it would spoil your nose; and if you
wish to be sporting dog you must pay
the penalty of ambition. Look at that
pale-faced lad who has made himself
uncomfortable by smoking cigars which
don't agree with him, because he
thinks it military; and be consoled,
little dog.
There sounds horn! With all my
heart, though foresee some of us will
knock up, starting so soon after break
fast, if there is anything like work be-
fore us. There they go; the last buck
les are buckling, the last straps fasten-
ing, and cigars lighting; and away
tramp tramp, splash, stumble, bundle,
fall up again, tramp, tramp, through
nnd and mire, up to our knees. The
pace is beginning to tell, I knew it
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so many sausages, and on the thin hero
of the cigars; / observe that both fell
behind, and we shall not see them
again until we are going home, when
hey will appear mysteriously, and
,laim the honors of the day. Some
,thers follow their example, as the
ground grows heavier, and we get
deeper into the wood; especially those
Who have most bright-colored straps
Ind bands about them, most impossible
lorns and game pouches They have
lad their pleasure-all they care about
in putting on their clothes, and do
lot half fancy getting through the mud
it four miles an hour, and making two
jumps at a ditch full of water: that is
o say, one into it aud one out Of it.
Hot work this, though it is January,
md have thrown away my cigar; it
Won't do to smoke at this pace. Capt.
al plan, by the way, of carrying your
,un, this, singing it by strap over ,
our shoulder. and steadying it by your