The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1885-02-07

Irish songs, and kissed his hand, and
waved his blue beret to the stupid, Won
dering peasant women who passed US in
donkey-carts.
Old Jules was a wonderful driver, his |
chief delight was in trying how near he
could come to upsetting Us on the road |
without doing so. II we were in hurry |
to catch train, he walked his horses the |
entire way, and if, on the contrary, we
wished to drive slowly and dreamily enjoy
beautiful sunset, or the shadow of the
forest trees, the very horse seemed to
enter into the sport, for away we would
go, over stock and stones, sometimes on
four wheels, some times on one, till we
cried for mercy.
Once we were very anxious to get to
| Fontainbleau at certain time, and told
old Jules to take the shortest cut and
make the utmost speed. It began to rain,
so we let down the carriage curtains, and
| jolted On in semi-darkness. Suddenly
the couture stopped, and, on looking out,
we discovered ourselves in the GORGE al
Loups, a place about two miles out of
our way.
''Why, in the name of all that is ri
diculous, did you come here?" we de-
manded. Jules had evidently lost his
way, but with bland smile he meekly
replied:
81 thought n1eSsieurs ct nlesddnaes
artists would enjoy admiring the forest.
The effect (the clouds were so heavy it
was almost dark is very fine in the rain"
1t was a cool July day when we drove
through Fontainbleau forest on our way to
Barbizon. The roads were perfect, the
weather good and our spirits excellent.
We passed peasant women and children
gathering ceps, kind of mushroom. Lit
tie beggers followed US at short distances,
singing, turning summer-saults, and hold
ing out battered hats for sous.
At one of the cross roads we came upon
an old man, who evidently had some
thing to sell. Jules drew up, and we were
shown two vipers in box. I wonder il
he ever finds purchasers. Surely an en-
terprising tourist might find some
We passed several artists busily paint
ing, shaded by great yellow umbrellas
} which looked, at a little distance, like
mammoth mushrooms. couple of en-.
f tomologists, with their butterfly nets over
r their shoulders and their noses to the
, | ground, were studiously ''bug-hunting. y
We ratified down the stone-paved stree
f of Barbizon, and drew up with jolt
f which had the effect of causing us all t.
give an unintentional bow, before the en-.
trance of Siron's 0a6erge. Luckily fol
US Jules did not land as all upon oul
| heads before the astonished landlady. as
: he once did a party of unfortunate
, tourists.
Madame was delighted to see Shaun
and st. Louis, who were old Barbizonians
q and Edmond and Hortense came out t,
s exchange ELUSIVE greetings, and help un
1 load the VOitare. There was great dea
of talk about old times and old friends
how poor So-and-So, who used to be S,
out at elbows, was great man now, wit
7 a medal from the Salon and chos
It oaaVre garcOn paints just as badly a
e he did three years ago.
"Et Oous mes anlis-how well 20
u carry yourselves 20 said Madame. "Ho7
/. is Mons. Simpson, and his dog an
J. monkey? Mr.. Enfield, who brings S
q many of his friends here, how is he Al
), he is a droll man, going into the thick {
q the forest to paint marine views ~ An
: she went on to tell of her dreadful dreal
70 the night before-that Mr.. Enfield ha
l. threatened to visit the other du6erg,
d and take all his friends-the one dread
her life.
y While they were talking, took GOO
look at the old house, of which I hs
heard so much. A large painted sign w,
,, above the door, the work of some clev
artist, and the walls were covered vii
charcoal sketches, earicatures, pref
Fl women, old peasants, horses and dogs
Y all well drawn with great deal of das
and chic.
group of painters lounged about Il
=. door, laughing, joking, and smoking the
pipes in the summer sunshine laz
y happy, and very picturesque in their VI
- Yeteen clothes, yellow CATERS, and raki:
- caps.
m Hortense--a buxom, black-eyed dams
i. showed us to our rooms Shaun al
,a st. Louis chose the same they had occ
nt pied three years before. We were {
10 pleased with our quarters, but my roo
was the most interesting the walls we
simply covered from floor to ceiling Wi
portraits, sketches, ane silhonettes, maj
of which we recognized as hkenesses
artist friends. Indeed they were so We
z. resenl6ld9at that we decided upon addil
az our silhouettes that very evening.
Y At z o'clock large bell was rung at t
te ou6erge announcing dinner painte
D. in the forest, or at work not far
nv on the outskirts of the village, hearil
IN the sound, shouldered their easels al
ed wet canvases, and started homeward, fl
h lowed by troops of peasant children,
, | I;obkadIv crificiSino their davis work