The Headsman - The Abbaye des Vignerons by James Fenimore Cooper
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sundry squalls and gales which he had seen himself, and thought the
boatman's figure of speech less extravagant than it had at first seemed. "If your lake craft were better constructed, they would make better weather," he quietly observed. Monsieur Descloux had no wish to quarrel with a customer who employed him every evening, and who preferred floating with the current to being rowed with a crooked oar. He manifested his prudence, therefore, by making a reserved reply. "No doubt, monsieur," he said, "that the people who live on the sea make better vessels, and know how to sail them more skilfully. We had a proof of that here at VĂ©vey," (he pronounced the word like v-_vais_, agreeably to the sounds of the French vowels,) "last summer, which you might like to hear. An English gentleman--they say he was a captain in the marine--had a vessel built at Nice, and dragged over the mountains to our lake. He took a run across to Meillerie one fine morning, and no duck ever skimmed along lighter or swifter! He was not a man to take advice from a Swiss boatman, for he had crossed the line, and seen water spouts and whales! Well, he was on his way back in the dark, and it came on to blow here from off the mountains, and he stood on boldly towards our shore, heaving the lead as he drew near the land, as if he had been beating into Spithead in a fog,"--Jean chuckled at the idea of sounding in the Leman--"while he flew along like a bold mariner, as no doubt he was!" "Landing, I suppose," said the American, "among the lumber in the great square?" "Monsieur is mistaken. He broke his boat's nose against that wall; and the |
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