TRIANONS

_May 19th._--This day was, for a rarity, very warm. We saw in the

garden a swallow-tail butterfly and some small red moths, which

were almost the only kinds I saw in France. I never saw anywhere so

few butterflies: we thought it quite a treat to see a single white

one. There was the same scarcity of birds; and, notwithstanding the

quantity of wood in the gardens, we hardly heard one. In the middle

of the day we walked to the Trianons. The Grand Trianon is situated

at the extremity of one of the branches of the canal. We went to it

from the palace garden along a hayfield, near which we sometimes saw

the soldiers playing at ninepins. Near the Trianons were some tall

lombardy poplars and some very pretty acacias. At the gate were a great

many soldiers. An avenue leads up to the little Trianon, which, though

it is called a palace, is not larger than a small private house. The

Grand Trianon is very pretty, but looks small after the other great

palace: it is adorned with eight green marble, and fourteen red marble

pillars. We this day saw neither the inside nor the gardens, but merely

passed by it. Lower down was a pond near which some sheep were feeding,

which, with the wood of the forest, formed a pretty scene. We returned

through part of the forest, and home through the gardens. As we were

going along one of the walks we saw a great many people running,

and on enquiring the reason we were told it was to see the Duchesse

d'Angoulême: we saw her go into one of the walks which were closed,

and afterwards pass through the Orangerie. She was on horseback; there

were some ladies and gentlemen beside her, and other attendants behind.

She was dressed in a dark habit; her eyes were red, as if she had been

crying, and she was not good-looking. We saw her two or three times

afterwards, when she came to visit a college for educating priests to

send over the country, and which was very near our house. We often

saw scores of students going a-walking in their long black gowns

tucked up through the pocket-hole. They were in general very vulgar

and ungentlemanly-looking. The people did not seem to pay them much

respect, as the porter's wife and the nurse pointed, and then burst

out a-laughing when they passed. There were above three hundred at the

college.

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