. La Côte d'Émeraude. urt of which, that has remained unchangedfor a couple of centuries, we can mount to the room inwhich on 4 September, 1768, Francois Rene, Vicomtede Chateaubriand, was, to use his own phrase, sen-tenced to life. It still retains the four-post bedsteadin which he was born, and other old door from it opens on to a terrace, from whichwe look across the ramparts and the sea to histomb on the island of the Grand Bey. * Long ago,he wrote to the Mayor of St. Malo in 1828, * I formedthe project of asking my native town to grant me alittle plot of earth on the point of
. La Côte d'Émeraude. urt of which, that has remained unchangedfor a couple of centuries, we can mount to the room inwhich on 4 September, 1768, Francois Rene, Vicomtede Chateaubriand, was, to use his own phrase, sen-tenced to life. It still retains the four-post bedsteadin which he was born, and other old door from it opens on to a terrace, from whichwe look across the ramparts and the sea to histomb on the island of the Grand Bey. * Long ago,he wrote to the Mayor of St. Malo in 1828, * I formedthe project of asking my native town to grant me alittle plot of earth on the point of the Grand Bey, justenough to hold my coffin, where, when it shall pleaseGod, I will rest under the protection of my fellowcitizens. It may be taken for granted that at St. Malo allroads lead to the church ; if you lose your way, youhave only to walk for a few minutes, quite at random,and you will see its white sculptured spire lookingsolemnly down a narrow vista of tall sombre houses, or 9 b VEGETABLE MARKET, ST. MALO. St. Malo son. It is said that when a lady of fashion questionedhis second son, the illustrious ecclesiastic, as to theposition of his family in the town, he replied, Monpere, Madame, occupait la plus haute position deSt. Malo. It is not only geographically that its church is thecentre of St. Malo. It is impossible to be there muchwithout feeling that, to an extent which few churchescan claim nowadays, it is the centre of the citys Sundays and high days the streets and quays arealmost empty, the whole population is gathered in thechurch, and their reverence and attention show thattheir presence is more than mere form and custom. Atthe Fete Dieu, the day of St. Jeanne dArc, and othergreat festivals, the grim granite town is transformedinto a sylvan sanctuary, the market-places becomefloral oratories, the streets are winding aisles of foliageand flowers, in which altars stand at intervals. Thereare, I should say, few cities that combine so much ofmodern li
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