下载辰思小说免费APP
ChapterEightAtlastitcame,thefamousagriculturalshow。Onthemorningofthesolemnityalltheinhabitantsattheirdoorswerechattingoverthepreparations。Thepedimentofthetownhallhadbeenhungwithgarlandsofivy;atenthadbeenerectedinameadowforthebanquet;andinthemiddleofthePlace,infrontofthechurch,akindofbombardewastoannouncethearrivaloftheprefectandthenamesofthesuccessfulfarmerswhohadobtainedprizes。TheNationalGuardofBuchy(therewasnoneatYonville)
hadcometojointhecorpsoffiremen,ofwhomBinetwascaptain。
Onthatdayheworeacollarevenhigherthanusual;and,tightlybuttonedinhistunic,hisfigurewassostiffandmotionlessthatthewholevitalportionofhispersonseemedtohavedescendedintohislegs,whichroseinacadenceofsetstepswithasinglemovement。Astherewassomerivalrybetweenthetax-collectorandthecolonel,both,toshowofftheirtalents,drilledtheirmenseparately。Onesawtheredepaulettesandtheblackbreastplatespassandre-passalternately;therewasnoendtoit,anditconstantlybeganagain。Therehadneverbeensuchadisplayofpomp。Severalcitizenshadscouredtheirhousestheeveningbefore;tri-colouredflagshungfromhalf-openwindows;
allthepublic-houseswerefull;andinthelovelyweatherthestarchedcaps,thegoldencrosses,andthecolouredneckerchiefsseemedwhiterthansnow,shoneinthesun,andrelievedwiththemotleycoloursthesombremonotonyofthefrock-coatsandbluesmocks。Theneighbouringfarmers’wives,whentheygotofftheirhorses,pulledoutthelongpinsthatfastenedaroundthemtheirdresses,turnedupforfearofmud;andthehusbands,fortheirpart,inordertosavetheirhats,kepttheirhandkerchiefsaroundthem,holdingonecornerbetweentheirteeth。
Thecrowdcameintothemainstreetfrombothendsofthevillage。Peoplepouredinfromthelanes,thealleys,thehouses;
andfromtimetotimeoneheardknockersbangingagainstdoorsclosingbehindwomenwiththeirgloves,whoweregoingouttoseethefete。Whatwasmostadmiredweretwolonglamp-standscoveredwithlanterns,thatflankedaplatformonwhichtheauthoritiesweretosit。Besidesthistherewereagainstthefourcolumnsofthetownhallfourkindsofpoles,eachbearingasmallstandardofgreenishcloth,embellishedwithinscriptionsingoldletters。
Ononewaswritten,“ToCommerce“;ontheother,“ToAgriculture“;onthethird,“ToIndustry“;andonthefourth,“TotheFineArts。“
ButthejubilationthatbrightenedallfacesseemedtodarkenthatofMadameLefrancois,theinnkeeper。Standingonherkitchen-stepsshemutteredtoherself,“Whatrubbish!whatrubbish!Withtheircanvasbooth!Dotheythinktheprefectwillbegladtodinedownthereunderatentlikeagipsy?Theycallallthisfussingdoinggoodtotheplace!Thenitwasn’tworthwhilesendingtoNeufchatelforthekeeperofacookshop!Andforwhom?Forcowherds!tatterdemalions!“
Thedruggistwaspassing。Hehadonafrock-coat,nankeentrousers,beavershoes,and,forawonder,ahatwithalowcrown。
“Yourservant!Excus