A DAY AT FONTAINBLEAU.--THE ROYAL HUNT.

Having learned that the King and the Dauphin, with the _Duc de Grammont_,

and the rest of the royal suite, were about to proceed to Fontainbleau,

in order to enjoy the diversion of hunting, I resolved to be there to

meet them, to see with my own eyes a royal personage of whom I had heard

so much. Accordingly I ordered post horses, and arrived in the town about

six hours after his Most Christian Majesty.

After breakfasting on a cold partridge and some excellent coffee, I set

out at eight o'clock for the forest. Even at that hour--a late one in

France, when compared with England--the roads were by no means thronged,

and I could very plainly perceive that the major part of the equestrians

were attached to the court, and that the pedestrians were either such as

had been in the enjoyment of some of the good things of this life under

the present family, or such as were in expectancy of them. There was a

third class, altogether composed of the mob, who, partly incited by the

desire of plunder, the love of idleness, or an indistinct hope of

obtaining the entrails of the deer, flocked in great numbers to witness

the feats of the royal party. Among this latter class, old men, old women,

and very young boys predominated.

The forest of Fontainbleau is in itself beautiful in the extreme. The

various alleys formed by the manner in which the oak trees are planted,

create an imposing and majestic _coup d'oeil_, which is only bounded

almost by the horizon. At the bottom and in the middle of these alleys

were placed mounted _gendarmes_ to restrain the intrusion of the populace,

and to prevent them from coming--such is French curiosity--within shot of

the hunters. At the end of one of these alleys, to my left, the great

body of the crowd was stationed, and at the top of it was an enclosed

space, somewhat like a stand on a race course, on which the royal party

took their station, while the carriages and servants remained quietly

behind. Across this stand, and within the enclosed space, were the

roe-buck, fawns, and young wild boar goaded, while the King, the Dauphin,

the Duc de Grammont, and the rest of the royal party, had their shots in

succession, or, as it is technically termed, their "_coup_." Ten men were

busy charging for the King, while as many were engaged for the Dauphin.

Ammunition and cartridges were borne by four attendants, who, as well as

the chargers, were all in the livery of the King's huntsmen. As shot

after shot passed in quick succession, the sounds fell chiefly on the

ears of those among the crowd--and they were the fewer number--who had

hearts within them, and to British feeling each reverberation brought a

mingled sensation. In England, and in most other nations, whether

civilized or savage, when an animal is hunted, some chance at least of

escape is given. The reader will bear in mind that the enclosed space

around the stand was surrounded by a kind of _chevaux de frize_, six feet

in height, so that the animal had not the least chance of escape, and the

work of destruction of course went rapidly on.

Within 300 yards of the stand were placed a number of light carts, whose

drivers vociferated loudly at the sound of each shot. These carts were

placed for the purpose of carrying away the dead carcasses, as they

accumulated in quick succession within the enclosure. In the short

interval of four hours I saw twenty-three of these carts filled with the

produce of the slaughter, which, amidst deafening yells, was conveyed to

the end of one of the alleys, where the bodies were deposited in order as

they had been killed. In the first row those killed by the king himself

were ranged; and he numbered forty-six roe-bucks, and one _marcassin_

(young wild boar;) the spoil of the dauphin was thirty-eight roe-bucks,

being eight less than his royal father, while the rest of the company

destroyed among them fifty-four, making a grand total of 138 roes, and

one wild boar.

While the carcasses thus remained strewn on the ground, the work of

disembowelling quickly proceeded. It was the business of one man to range

the game in the order I have mentioned--another ripped open the body with

a sharp knife, while a third party, to the amount of a dozen, were

engaged in the disembowelling.

The day, which hitherto was bright and glorious, now began to close into

evening. The air became keener, and I felt a disposition to leave the

forest and return to Fontainbleau. But, though I had heard the king, I

had not yet seen him, and my party being anxious to come in contact with

royalty, I consented to remain. Presently the crowd began to rush towards

the enclosed space, but the gendarmes, ever active, kept them at bay. The

multitude, however, despite opposition, ranged themselves into two lines;

and, in a few minutes, the signal ran that the king was coming.

His majesty was on foot--he was surrounded by the officers of his

household, dressed in a plain, dark-green frock, with a star on his

breast. On his head was a small, round, gray hat, full of days, or mayhap

years, and of services. His breeches were of the homeliest thickset; and

he also wore a pair of large leather gaiters--such as are very common

among farmers and peasants in Kent and Sussex. Though the conformation of

his figure was not powerful, yet it was muscular and wiry, and he

appeared in perfect health.

It was now past five o'clock, and the umbrage of the forest added a

deeper tint to the shadows of evening. The air was piercingly cold, and

his majesty had been engaged in the sport from six in the morning,

without intermission. Untired, however, in the work, the king determined

to continue the sport, and accordingly, with his suite, he returned to

the enclosed space. In the enclosure his majesty did not long remain.

Three separate bevies of deer were let loose--again I heard the fearful

shots, and the number was soon filled up. The king again came among the

crowd; and, after having given directions about the game, entered his

carriage with a hasty step, and at a rapid pace drove off for

Fontainbleau.

_Monthly Magazine._

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