ALONG FRENCH BYWAYS
WRITTEN AND
ILLUSTRATED BY
CLIFTON JOHNSON
Published by
THE
MACMILLAN COMPANY
New York
MCM
1900
ACKNOWLEDGMENT is
hereby made to The New England
Magazine, The Outlook, The Puritan,
Frank Leslie’s Monthly, Success, and to The Springfield Republican, in
which periodicals several
chapters included in this volume were first published.
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List of Illustrations
On a French Meadow Way
Laborers in a Field of
Sugar Beets
The Knitter
Friends
French Trees
A Typical Scene in Front
of a Café
Market Day at Falaise
A Rural Barber
Going to Pasture
Planting-time
On the Field of the Cloth
of Gold
Cultivating
The Village Street
The Postman
A Home Doorway
A Village Wash house
Sawing out Boards by Hand
The Workers
A Village Well
A Rural Priest
Housework on the Sidewalk
A Forest-keeper
The Chopper
A Woodman’s Shelter
A Blackboard Problem
Schoolboys
The Reader
Wayside Industry
Kitchen Work
A Farmyard Gate
Churning Day
Evening Visiting
Greens for Dinner
A Barbizon Peasant
Millet’s Home on Barbizon
Street
A Pause in the Day’s
Labor
Ploughing
A Noon Lunch in the Fields
Cutting Thistles out of
the Wheat
A Glimpse of the Seine
Entrance to the Joan of
Arc Cottage
The Statue before the
Church
Getting Ready to go to
the Fields
Putting an Edge on his
Scythe
A Hay Wagon
The Pupils from the
Convent
A Mower in the Domremy
Meadows
A Double Load
The Rhone at Bellegarde
A House-porch
Characteristic Signboards
along the Line of the Railways
An Alpine Haymaker
Among the Mountains
A Wayside Cross
Overlooking the Glacier
des Bossons
First Steps
Laborers in the Chamonix
Valley
A Feed for the Cow
A Garden Rose
A Vineyard
Fishermen by the Rhone
A Supplicant
Lourdes Castle
One of the Town’s-women
A Barn with an Open Gable
The Grotto
The Basilica
Starting for Work
The Shepherdesses
Reaping by Hand
The Battle-ground on the
Plains at Poitiers
Returning from the Fields
The Cliffs at Dieppe
The Second-hand Market
Mont St. Michel
Beside the Sea
On the Road to Market |
Introductory Note
IT
is not always easy for a writer, in selecting a title for a new book,
to hit on
one that exactly meets all the needs of the subject. There must often
be some
compromise, some sacrifice. Thus, in the case of the present volume,
the title
may prove misleading if taken too literally. The paths I trod were not
always
secluded, or those with which our tourists are unfamiliar; and I can
only
offer the excuse that they always receive a “byway” treatment. It is a
book of
strolling, a book of nature, a book of humble peasant life,
intermingled with
the chance experiences of the narrator. It has little to do with large
towns,
but much with rural villages, farm firesides, the fields, and the
country
lanes. I finish it with the hope that it may be accorded the same
pleasant
reception given its predecessor, “Among English Hedgerows.”
CLIFTON JOHNSON.
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