42 THE SPORTSMAN IN FRANCE. 



more than did the Enghsh-learning 

 Frenchman our salted brisket ; — he went 

 away deHghted. 



On a future occasion he was asked 

 to dinner, a regular diner de ceremonie, 

 which we gave the Prefet, and several 

 of the authorities, in return for their 

 hospitality and kindness to us. A day 

 or two before the dinner took place, on 

 meeting my friend, he said to me, " Ah, 

 my good gentelman, I ask one favour 

 from you." "What is it?" I rephed. 

 ''You will give me some pot-luck to- 

 morrow, eh ?" I said I hoped to give 

 him something better than pot-luck. 

 " No, no, my friend," he rejoined, '' give 

 me pot-luck, it is so vary good. Mon 

 Dieu ! c'est delicieux ce pot-luck. How 

 you do to make so nice your pot-luck, 

 eh? It is fine dish." 



I must confess I was for some time 



