. The diary of a girl in France in 1821 . MARY BROWNES DIARY [may seemed illuminated. It continued duringpart of the night, so that we were obligedto close the windows. I liked Chantillybetter than any place I had seen in France. May ^th.—Before we set off we got somerolls to take in the carriage. They were notthe rolls, a yard and half a quarter long, butquite round like rings, that the bakers carryhung over their arms. We took a turn inthe garden, where we met with an Irishman,who told us a great deal about the stables,etc. He said that the Prince of Condd hadan extensive forest, where he wa
. The diary of a girl in France in 1821 . MARY BROWNES DIARY [may seemed illuminated. It continued duringpart of the night, so that we were obligedto close the windows. I liked Chantillybetter than any place I had seen in France. May ^th.—Before we set off we got somerolls to take in the carriage. They were notthe rolls, a yard and half a quarter long, butquite round like rings, that the bakers carryhung over their arms. We took a turn inthe garden, where we met with an Irishman,who told us a great deal about the stables,etc. He said that the Prince of Condd hadan extensive forest, where he was very fondof hunting ; that one day he would hunt thewild-boar, another day the roe-buck, anotherthe stag, and so on. After we had left Chan-tilly the country was very pretty, and theforest of Chantilly soon began to skirt theroad on the left. Near Ecouen is a seminaryfor the education of the orphan daughters ofthe members of the Legion of Honour. Aswe approached Paris, the postillions werevery smart, their queues were well powdered,. i82i] ARRIVAL AT PARIS 33 and at one place their boots were so largethat they stepped into them. Wheneverthe French postillions come near to a townor village, they begin to crack their w^hipsvery dexterously, with which they make animmense noise. The horses are tied withropes, have sheep-skins over their backs, andare always three abreast. Near many of thevillages we saw crucifixes and images. Thereare some little obelisks on the side of theroad, where Philip the Bold and his brothersrested when they bore the corpse of theirfather from Paris to St. Denis. There is anavenue of trees on each side of the road whichbears marks of the ravages of war. Soonafter the village of La Chapelle we passedthe barrier of Paris. We entered Paris alongthe Rue de Clichy. We stopped at MeuricesHotel, Rue St. Honore. The sitting-roomwas carpeted and had a boarded floor; therewas a pretty clock and vases of alabaster onthe chimney-piece, and mirrors about theroom ;
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