THE SPORTSMAN IN FRANCE. 35 



Messrs. Belcher, Boxer, Blucher, and 

 Boatswain occupied an adjoining tene- 

 ment. 



Having superintended the arrange- 

 ments for the quadrupeds, I repaired to 

 the dining-room ; and, previously to at- 

 tacking a potage au vermicelle, I imbibed 

 a glass of old cognac, which worked a 

 miracle. The labours and desagremens of 

 the day were forgotten, and by the time 

 I had discussed some two or three cotelettes, 

 and was contemplating an attack upon a 

 roasted capon, I was as merry as the 

 jolly companions around me. 



As good or ill luck would hav-e it, the 

 rain descended in torrents, and it was 

 agreed, nem, con., that we should pass the 

 night with our host, who seconded the 

 proposition with hearty good will, and 

 prepared us beds, sofas, lits de sangle, and 

 shake-downs. As may be anticipated, we 

 made a roaring night of it, and committed 



