Rutland weekly herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1859-1877, 1872-01-25


Marseilles by railway to Nice, and we
were at once ushered into natures love
Hest. That all France is a choice gar
den | have been told If 'twere not too
exhaustive should say, she looks as
bride adorned for her husband. We
pass chateaus overlooking the sea amidst
mountain recesses and they are as only
our fancy had pictured them. One can
hardly believe that this is France, the
victim of desolating rayaging war, for
all about US SO speaks Fof unbounded
peace and unstinted plenty. We tarry
moment at short intervals, and rafting
through tunnels black as the hole of Cal
cutta to burst out in mountain valleys,
and speed along the sea shore to dine at
Toulon, that city memorable in the his
tory of Napoleon the Great. Our din
ner was rather hurried but of superior
quality. | observed system. twould be
well to adopt in America. The cashier
who is to receive your two francs for
the repast cries out, Fifteen :"
"Twelve!" Nine Six! Three which
tells us of our lease of time over bot
tie of claret, steak, radishes, potatoes
and rolls. After leaving Toulon we
We're treated to the same feast of beau
ty in nature and many castles on the
mountain sides. At Hyeres famous for
its wine, we have the outline of noun
tain of Alpine grandeur. Wilson found
at Hyeres that twas his silk hat under
the opposite seat he had been kicking so
sayagely to make room for a stretch of
his cramped limbs. At 1:30p. m, we
were coursing the sea shore, rumbling
over bridges which span mountain tor
rents, pitchingto the sea, rafting through
tunnels, and now amidst the prodigality
of verdure in the valleys. The noun
tains retreat to the horizon, against
which they lie peacefully, purple crested
play grounds for sun shadows The air is
deliciously cool from the mountain SHOWS
and fragrant from a world of fowersand
fruit blossoms. We reached Cannes about
two o'clock. Twas Lord Broughams
favorite resort where he had a chateau
by the sea which with grief stricken
remembrance he called after the name
of dearly loved and early lost daugh-
ter. We have a train of twelve cars
and the passengers consist chiefly of SOL
diers returning from the war But how
many come not For now over France
a dark shadow is flung for her brave
who return not, her noble and young.
We pass picnic party, with the child
rem gleeful as the singing birds which
make such chattering to-day Does the
detected heart of the French patriot re-
spond to these urgent appeals for glad
ness fear not. At $50 p. m, we greet
inviting gardens of tempting oranges
hanging ripe and golden upon the trees,
artichokes, the French bean, cabbage
| and lettuce in abundance. We enter a
depot with glass roofing which renders
it light as day, and this is Nice We
were amused to have Willie interrupt
Williams attempt to speak to a French
man. Come. you don't suppose that
old fool understands your hash, he hasn't
the brains to understand English" We
were taught a cheap lesson and made to
understand that France was not Spain,
and English not so foreign when we
found to our intense modification, the
forbearing Frenchman spoke English
tluontly. Leaving Nice we passed Mon
AGO a city of most singular location sit
ting as it does on a turreted hill on the
very border of the sea. If it were not
doing violence to better Judgment
should say the Frenchman have beer
trimming these mountain outlines tC
symmetry. The railway ride from Mar.
settles has proven prolonged and ray
ishing feast, and now at sunset hour We
are in Mentone the beautiful. As
write the sound of the sea surge comes
ever and anon to 7oothe us to slumber
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