Diary of Marie Bashkirtseff
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Thursday, 12 August 1880

Jeudi 12 aout 1880

We go riding --- Potin, I, and a very nice young lady whose name I do not know. Talk to me about Mont-Dore when one gets away from it. That's more like it! We go into the mountains and it is charming. And this ride did not prevent me from painting. Before, there was even an incident: my valise came loose from the saddle. Potin was obliged to dismount to pick it up, but having dismounted, he had to remount, and his saddle turned at the slightest effort; it was only by mounting from a tree trunk that he succeeded, after catching by the tail the recalcitrant nag --- and not right away even, and the beast having stepped aside, he remained suspended in the most comical position...

Nous montons a cheval, Potin, moi et une demoiselle tres gentille dont je ne sais pas le nom. Parlez-moi du Mont-Dore quand on s'en eloigne. A la bonne heure ! Nous allons dans les montagnes et c'est charmant. Et cette promenade ne m'a pas empechee de peindre. Avant il y a meme eu un incident, mon porte-manteau se detache de la selle. Potin est oblige de descendre le ramasser mais etant descendu, il a fallu remonter et sa selle tournait au moindre effort, ce n'est qu'en remontant sur un tronc d'arbre qu'il y parvient, apres avoir rattrape par la queue la rosse recalcitrante et pas tout de suite encore, et la bete s'etant ecartee, il est reste suspendu dans la position la plus drole....

Here are speeches by Gambetta, very skillful. For a long time I have wanted to hear all these things said to me... a reply to the snarling attacks of the republican colleagues, better called radicals or intransigents. Ah! certainly M. Rochefort with his Parisian street-urchin wit has reason to be envious and furious. I am keeping M. Clemenceau's newspaper on purpose because he is one of the most envious.

Voici des discours de Gambetta, tres habile. Il y a longtemps que j'avais envie de m'entendre dire toutes ces choses... une reponse aux attaques hargneuses des confreres republicains, mieux dits radicaux ou intransigeants. Ah ! certes M. Rochefort avec son esprit de gamin de Paris a de quoi etre envieux et furibond, je garde expres le journal de M. Clemenceau parce que c'est un des plus envieux.