. A summer voyage on the river Saône. With a hundred and forty-eight illustrations. The same thing happened afterwards on our return from Lyons. There is a verylong island below Fontaines, and we rowed up the wrong channel, finding it barred bya clayonnage. There was a peasant on the island, but he did not warn us. It would,no doubt, be rather a pleasure to him to see two bourgeois labouring in vain. 264 The Sad ne. great value to us. Nothing could exceed the perfect serenity ofthe night. Not a breath of air disturbed the broad surface ofthe river, and before us the distance seemed without lim


. A summer voyage on the river Saône. With a hundred and forty-eight illustrations. The same thing happened afterwards on our return from Lyons. There is a verylong island below Fontaines, and we rowed up the wrong channel, finding it barred bya clayonnage. There was a peasant on the island, but he did not warn us. It would,no doubt, be rather a pleasure to him to see two bourgeois labouring in vain. 264 The Sad ne. great value to us. Nothing could exceed the perfect serenity ofthe night. Not a breath of air disturbed the broad surface ofthe river, and before us the distance seemed without limit exceptthat a light and lofty bridge was just dimly discernible. Ialways profoundly enjoy these hours of nocturnal calm when weare alone on the great river under moon or stars, and hear nosound but that of our own leisurely rowing. Stephen reminded me of an interesting ethnological traditionconcerning a village to our right, not quite two miles from theriver. When the Saracens invaded this part of France they leftit appears, a colony here which founded this village of Uchizy,. &*b^!ffi!^ *. r^^ A Landing-stage. and it is said that until quite recent times the difference of racebetween their descendants and the neighbouring French peoplewas very strongly marked. We regret not to have visited thisvillage, but we cannot leave the Avar except in safe keeping. Passing under the bridge we remembered in time the existenceof a subaqueous wall more than a mile long, and kept to theopen channel. There was no sign of life but some dark houseson the right bank, with lights shining in their windows and agroup of barges at anchor visible vaguely as a dark space withvery dim outlines. Having left the clayonnage behind us wekept in mid-stream, and the river appeared to increase in width A Summer Voyage. 265 till it resembled a lake. Here Maurice began to talk about theopera, where he has been much more frequently than I, and heillustrated his discourse by singing various romantic songs. Thi


Size: 2894px × 864px
Photo credit: © The Reading Room / Alamy / Afripics
License: Licensed
Model Released: No

Keywords: ., bo, bookcentury1800, bookdecade1880, bookidsummervoyageonri00hame