The fields of France / with twenty illustrations in color . PIERREFONDS THE FIELDS ( his trade. He was 1 ten likely; if not, •erliapsblood•: oak, 3aM0^3Rfl3m her hutJ vvoodmansouilt againstIenof n , tneir. aes for easants r;icd our igisr.^7*!ssMaif~ ir , ? iTTOTT ^t*. II THE FORESTS OF THE OISE appetite in passing. And yet I could have sworn to thearoma of a hare, a pheasant, some piece of good wild no trade is warranted to breed perfection, let me admitthat my friends the woodmen are nearly always past-mastersin the noble art of poaching. How should it be otherwise ?Only on Sundays
The fields of France / with twenty illustrations in color . PIERREFONDS THE FIELDS ( his trade. He was 1 ten likely; if not, •erliapsblood•: oak, 3aM0^3Rfl3m her hutJ vvoodmansouilt againstIenof n , tneir. aes for easants r;icd our igisr.^7*!ssMaif~ ir , ? iTTOTT ^t*. II THE FORESTS OF THE OISE appetite in passing. And yet I could have sworn to thearoma of a hare, a pheasant, some piece of good wild no trade is warranted to breed perfection, let me admitthat my friends the woodmen are nearly always past-mastersin the noble art of poaching. How should it be otherwise ?Only on Sundays can they tramp to the nearest village tobuy, with their scanty pence, their flitch of bacon and theirbag of meal. The cow, which their children lead to pasturein the glades, affords them milk, but that is all. Andmeanwhile the woodland teems with life. So poor, remotefrom all society, cognizant of the ways of bird and beast,shall they mark unmoved the traces of the hare, note witha disinterested eye the break a fawn has made in yonderbrushwood, or that thick splash of mud on the ridgy pine-trunks, where the wild boar last night stopped to scratch hismiry flanks, on his road to the nearest turnip-field? Mean-while the man hungers, and the children need their d
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