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Title: Memoirs of Dr. Thomas W. Evans: the second French empire
Year: 1905 (1900s)
Authors: Evans, Thomas Wiltberger, 1823-1897 Crane, Edward Augustus, 1832-1906
Subjects: France -- Court and courtiers France -- History Second Empire, 1852-1870
Publisher: New York : D. Appleton and company
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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of the yard behindit. As several years before he had given up the business offurnishing relays of horses to travelers, we had some diffi-culty in getting him to consent to take us on to the nextstation, La Riviere de Thibouville. It is quite likely thathe may have suspected we were fugitives of some sort—wewere so anxious to proceed. He had a pair of fine horses,he said, and would be glad to accommodate us, but he hadno carriage. We succeeded, however, in disposing of thisdifficulty, by persuading, by means of a substantial gratu-ity, the man who had brought us from Pacy to lend us hiscarriage. As the farmer had no longer a plausible excuse,and had been stimulated into taking an interest in execu-ting our wishes by the prospect of an ample reward for hisservices, he at last consented to drive us to the next station. Having settled this matter, Dr. Crane and I went to awine-shop across the way, and a piece of bread and cheesewith a bottle of sour wine we obtained there seemed to us a
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wJ.J. M> o S3i—i w HO •««) J w1-5 c x a-: ON THE ROAD TO THE COAST 343 royal lunch indeed. Madame Lebreton, in the meantime,succeeded in getting some coffee made in the kitchen of thepost-house for the Empress and herself. The Empress,however, did not leave the carriage, but kept her seat,while we were doing our talking or trying to get somethingto eat, and the horses were being changed. We remained here more than an hour, and it had becomequite dark before we started on our way again. We hadnot gone very far, however, before an accident occurred.The rickety old calash was not strong enough to resist thepull of our fresh, vigorous Norman horses; and so it cameto pass that, as we were rolling along at a rattling rate,crack! went a whiffletree, and we were brought suddenlyto a standstill, with the traces dangling about the heels ofone of the horses. Our driver now wanted to go back. Hesaid he could not go on; that he could not repair the breakwhere we were, for he could not see

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